Welcome home. [Red]

@"ReD"

Vlad was more than worried.. She had stopped going to school to teach.. Having sent a raven to her students alerting them that she was not feeling well. The house was clean.. Too clean in fact. All the human meat from the fridge was tossed out. There were slowly healing wounds on Vlads fingers and knuckles. She would never admit it.. But, she scrubbed until her fingers bled.. And then scrubbed up the mess.

The bed was made and looked unused for that matter. Not a single thing was out of place. Vlad had counted six days. Since she saw or heard from Lochlann. Six days that she hardly ate and barely slept. Fear grasped at her heart and tears felt as if they were constantly falling from her eyes. There was no consoling her. Not that anyone bothered. Everything made her stomach roll and she knew that her child was becoming horrifically moody with the strain on its mothers body.

'Its like you lost Malkar all over again. Who'd of thought that scar would ever fade. It will be alright I am sure Vlad. Perhaps you should try and sleep?'

Nixis asked softly, his words stung and he knew he hurt her by the fresh tears that rolled down her cheeks. He secretly loved it. If he was physically outside of the body.. He would lick up her tears and purr. He was addicted and her misery was his drug. It gave him a high that he had trouble living without. It is why he stayed and did his best to play it smooth. A careful word here and there allowed him to bring her the worst pain. It aroused him so much.

"Malkar died and it was my fault... Lo-Lochlann.. I dont know what happened to h-h-him."

One tear. And then another. And then.. A sob. Sitting down Vlads body was weary as her hands went to her face and sobs wracked her thinning frame. The little that she managed to get down only came back up.. Providing very little sustenance. Her body was withering to allow her child to continue. With the demons higher calorie need she was in dangerous need of a good meal.

Nixis was needless to say excited about this entire thing. When Vlad died her soul was his.. If he killed her infant too then its two for the price of one.. But Vlad.. She would be his trophy. She would deserve it for all the times she ignored him when he was physical.

@"Red"

The moment she heard something.. Someone coming in she first thought that she was hearing things. Vlad didn't budge from her position on the floor.. There was no rhyme or reason to.. She heard sounds before and all it did was serve her to not be able to sleep.. Constantly thinking that Lochlann had finally come back to her. Mentally she acknowledged that he wasn't hers and she shouldn't feel as if her heart was being torn out.. But by the gods she would never tell him how she honestly felt..

When she felt someone touch her shoulder, and heard Lochlanns voice her hands slowly fell from her face as she looked up.. Disbelief was the first thing that settled on her face.. Her eyes looked red and puffy almost sunken. There were bags under her eyes that alerted of little to no sleep.. She was cold and she felt thinner. As if she hadn't been eating in days.

Without warning her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him firmly against her.. Her face buried into his shoulder as she broke into sobs a new.. Vladahlia's grip was weakened, her arms which were so strong in previous instances when she touched him felt frail. It was confirmable that Vlad was indeed thinner.

"I-I... G-god.. Loch..."

Her claws and fingers dug into his back as she forced herself into pulling him closer to her, a wet spot already forming on his flannel shirt.

"I th-though I lost y-you too."

@"ReD"

Vlad managed to pull back and look him in the eyes.. Her face a picturesque of horror. It was more than clear that held no idea that he had overdosed... And nearly left her permanently. Pain untold tore her as she curled against him, her body contorted in sobs. Only every now and then a word was picked from the various sobs.

"L-loch.. By the G-gods.. I th-tho-thought I lost you.. I th-thought I lost you l-like I lost Malkar.. I c-c-couldn't stand to loose so-someone Else I loved."

Her body clung closer to him as she continued to sob into his chest. Her body was so frail and weak.. In this moment she clung to him and refused to let him go. Vlad was so tired looking and it honestly looked like she hadn't slept in days.. One wiff of her hands he could tell what she had been doing for nearly a week.. She cleaned until her fingers bled.. And then kept going.

@"ReD"

"Just stay with me Lochlann.. Do not let me go.. Stay with me and never leave me." Vladahlia was vulnerable to him in a whole new level. Angry? Yes. Horny? naturally. Hungry? You bet.. But to see her in such a broken state of affairs it was a whole new sight to behold. She was so depressed and it was clear that his absence effected her in a way that was foreign.

Her arms clunged tighter around his neck and she pressed herself more firmly against his chest as she pressed a kiss to his cheek. It was as if she was clinging to him much like a drowning man clung to the closest thing to the surface. Her body continued to pitch with each sob that wracked her thin frame. Her injured hands smelled like cleaner.

Eventually Vlad settled down and her body stilled.. Silence befell the room. On closer inspection.. She had fallen asleep, her hands once so strong clung to him tightly. However, it would be an easy grip to break.

"Mmm?"

It was the only response he earned out of her tired lips at first.. Though when he began kissing her, she responded in kind by returning a kiss that was placed to her lips. There was smoldering passion there and in that moment. Her body was weakened in a sense and Vlad wanted nothing more than to rest and stay within bed for the remainder of the Day.. No matter how much she hated it..

Once her foggy mind regitered that he said food she let out a small gurgle of protest, only for her stomach to loudly proclaim its interest at the subject. Taking a deep breath Vlad forced her eyes open to loch. Reaching out she placed her hand upon his cheek and rubbed her thumb over his lips. Leaning forward once more she pressed her lips to his, this time with more passion than before.

"Very well then Loch. Only because you asked me to. Will you sit behind me and prop me up better?"

It was a thinly veiled excuse for more contact with him. There was no greater desire that she had in this moment, other than to touch him and be touched.. It assured her that this was real.. That it wasn't an illusion brought upon by grief, which wouldn't of been the first time that she had felt this. It made her heart ache.

Slowly but surely she sat up and waited for Loch to bring her food and a drink.. Breakfast in bed.. Romantic and such a tender gesture.. No matter how she tried her heart soared and there was nothing that she wanted more than spending time with him.