Heartbeats

Romi · Jan 17, 2017

Angelo didn't know a lot about Versaille's history. Like so many people on the islands, Angelo had generally gotten the idea that it was rude to just straight up ask people what sort of background they came from. For most of the people who hadn't been born on the island, the answer was bad things.

So the more he heard, the more he couldn't help but cringe. It all sounded awful, and a part of him was worried he'd say something insulting without realizing it.

"He's still twelve," Angelo confirmed. "Which is a whole other mess. I looked into things a bit and I've got a folder in the car of resources for you. There's a lot for young mothers, and since you're still in school, you qualify." Even if she was over eighteen.

As for her last comment, Angelo had that one clear.

"You can't run from your past, only turn to face it. Especially with babies on the way," Angelo said, accidentally slipping that there were three. "You owe it to them to look into things, and to try and understand what happened to them, and to you--even if it is really hard."

@Ghost, @Poppy

Kyp · Jan 25, 2017

Versailles looked up when Angelo said babies, snapping back to reality. She had to focus. It didn't matter if they had extra nerves. What mattered was that there was three tiny people depending on her. Maybe it would be best to let Angelo do the filling in. Her own nerves were so frazzled she doubted in her ability to recognise her own name.

Versailles pulled at her hair, though not enough to yank it from her scalp like Mia had. She was anxiously twisting and braiding, then pulling it out and doing so all over agian.

"You're right. I need to stop freaking myself out. They're... They're probably fine..."

That was a lie. Her and Felix both knew it. The genetics probably wouldn't harm them, but the alcohol would have. The alcohol and the stress.

"If they're human... I'll probably bring them to Rennes. Grandpa and Abel will still keep me safe there, and they'll be safe and happy..."

Poppy · Jan 27, 2017

Felix smiled at her and held her hand. The doctor was going to come in soon, so it wouldn't do any good if she kept panicking like this. "Stressing yourself about it even more isn't going to help, dear. Take deep breaths. We're going to find out soon if they're fine, and if they are, you just have to do better with taking care of them. Eat good food, sleep eight hours, and maybe take on less work than you need to. That's all you can do. Would you like me to go with you to the school and help you talk with your adviser so you can take a semester off? I feel like that would help you tremendously."

Romi · Jan 28, 2017

Versa certainly didn't look convinced, but Angelo had missed most of what had happened in the background, and there was no way for him to know what kind of trouble the babies were in. Instead, he let Felix handle that side of things, resisting the urge to fold his arms, his hand still clasped in Versa's own.

"Stress is definitely not going to help," Angelo chimed in, but that was about as far as his knowledge went. It wasn't as if anyone in the Family had been popping out babies. Anyone who had a pregnant wife had kept them away, and Angelo hadn't even deal with a pregnant woman until he'd become a cop.

That was, to say the least, very different from this sort of thing. He didn't have a lot of female friends, and those that were had never been pregnant.

That he knew of, anyway. There was really no telling.

@Ghost

Kyp · Feb 12, 2017

"I want to finish the semester. I can do most of the work at home, and I can talk to the proffessors about doing some labs early, before it gets hard to move. I can't go anywhere pregnant, I need something.."

Something productive? Something consistant? Something selfish? She'd done an awful lot of selfish things in the past year, looking back. There wasn't any time to feel sorry for herself, not when the doctor was beckoning her over. She'd missed her calling them over, in her panic. It was time to finally dig in her heels and face reality, very, very slowly getting up to her feet. She took a few steps then froze, rubbing at her face before continuing on at a faster pace. The babies are fine. There's nothing wrong they'll just look like normal almost-babies and then we can leave. She didn't look back to make sure Felix and Angelo were following. Beyond this point, would it matter? She'd made her selfish decision to leave them when the babies were old enough to travel.

But did she have to? If they were vampires like their father, would she be able to hide that? Pyromancy was one thing, but vampirism was a whole other ballgame. Would she just leave them here in Manta Carlos, never look back? God, this was a poorly thought out shamble of a plan. Versailles lay back on the examination table, letting the doctor do what had to be done and answering questions in a mechanical sort of way. What would she do if they were damaged by her binging? The alcohols, the strange food cravings that had started in Rennes. Would she still be able to raise them, knowing they couldn't grow up normally because of her?

Her ears twitched when the cold gel spread across her skin, avoiding looking to the monitor. The doctor was saying something about their health but Versa could hardly understand. Heartbeats. There were two strong, healthy heartbeats.

And one that was struggling. Steady, but weak. One of the valves was too small. Potentially an easy fix. Just a simple congenital heart defect that wasn't life threatening.

Versailles tuned out after that. Refusing to make eye contact. It felt like she'd already failed as a mother. She didn't want to know what Angelo thought. She hated to imagine what Calan or Felix might think, or even Abel. Would it really be so much better if she took them with her to france? Medical care was better here, they could have a normal life. Maybe someday her Calan would return and they would have a father. The question that stung at her mind the most was if they would have their birth mother too. She was quiet when she spoke up, whispering less to the others and more to herself.

"I can't take care of them on my own."

Poppy · Mar 5, 2017

When it was time for Versa to come in, she didn't ask either of them to come with her. Angelo didn't intrude, but Felix followed. Truthfully, he expected the worst. He could've ran and saved himself the stress, but he thought about Versa's broken relationships — Angelo wasn't that close, Calan was a child, Mia was away, Nim was in a comatose, and Jett — and he just couldn't. I'm the best she has, he thought, and he felt very lonely for her.

Felix sat patiently next to her as he watched the events transpire. Triplets were surprising, and the fact that two were very healthy was even more so. One had heart problems, hopefully, it'd just turn out to be a weak child. This was good. Maybe with this, Versa could rest easy.

I can't take care of them on my own, she said.

Felix reached out and held her hand, squeezing it. "There's welfare. And you know that I love babies. I can take them off your hands now and again, if you have to breathe." He gave her a leveled stare. "You don't have to be alone."

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