Rebirth (Patrick)

[Legion]

Patrick was slowly beginning to realize that there was a real hole in her memory here. That she didn't know how she had gotten here, although in the truck she knew where they were heading? Had she been somewhat conscious when they entered the hospital? He knew she had passed out but still. And where did her memory begin? Because it had seemed obvious that she had been awake when they were treating her. Patrick was quite curious to know what and why she was having this black out. Because he had talked to her, and not to whatever this new entity in her head was. He wondered if his new entity was able to block memories itself.

Patrick could also see the fear in her eyes. That she was worried about this black out, that she was worried about the gaps in her memory. More particularly, she was probably afraid about this one. Solely because it was after the fact of the doctor. She shouldn't be losing anymore memories, not from that at least, right? That could continue his theory on it being the new entity blocking her memory but he had no proof of that. There certainly had to be a fear of it happening again, that definitely had to be at play in here. That too was speculation though, but Patrick figured he knew her well enough at this point to say that it was a safe assumption. Softly replying to her question, "Yeah."

Slowly it looked like she was relaxing. Her fingers curling around his, her head tilting into his touch, her trembling slowing. It allowed for him to breath a slight sigh of relief. Seeing her tense and nervous had a tendency to make him tense as well. He was glad that she was relaxing. Though a frown would cross his face as he thought about the gap in memory that she seemed to have. Once again, it wasn't confirmation of his entity theory, it just seemed to fit. Though for the moment Patrick nodded and said, "We'll talk about it later."

She seemed to relax once again, to nod off, almost. Trying too at least. Then she shot up, alert, panicked even, her eyes telling it all as she asked about the baby. Fear was evident in her eyes and the truth was Patrick didn't have a completely solid answer for her. Just what seemed implied, but he spoke in a reassuring manner all the same, "It sounds like the baby's going to be fine. They didn't seem to concerned about it. The doctor's just going to run a few more tests to make sure though. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi would whimper slightly, shaking her head as he seemed unable to give her a solid, yes or no answer. Her injured hand moving to her lower abdomen as she would feel the tears building in her eyes once more. "If...If I hurt the baby.....I...I..." She would never, ever forgive herself. No, she loved the child that grew inside of her, their child. To even think of hurting it caused her pain, let alone the knowledge that she might have.

Once more she would shift to try and move, this time forcing her injured hand against the bed to try and push herself up. Though just as she started to, there would be a knock on the door quickly followed by the sound of the knob turning. That, combined with pain in her hand created by the pressure she put on it, caused her to lay down once more. She knew that it had to be the doctor and so she was going to stay put until they could tell her something about the baby....Until this person could tell her, without a doubt that their baby was going to be okay.

And sure enough, as the door was pushed open, a rather portly looking man with glasses and a white lab coat would come through. With him was a young, blond nurse who was pulling with her a cart that held some kind of monitor. Kazumi recognized it for what it was, seeing as how she had already had an ultrasound when she first found out she was pregnant. Ah, I see that you are a little more alert." His tone rather kind and almost cheerful, even though he made a point to look at her wrists and ankles, seeing the restraints gone and giving a hint of hesitation.

Though, he recovered quickly enough and would extend his hand toward Patrick in greeting. "Hello. I am Dr. Mathews. I assume you are the......husband?" He had not read her file, and so he was just going off of what the situation seemed to suggest. She was young, pregnant and had been crying out for somebody the whole time they worked on her. Somebody that one of the nurses had kept assuring her was in the waiting room. Two and two made four, at least in his mind.

Either way he would quickly turn back to look at Kazumi, patting her shoulder softly. "Now, now, I promised that I would get you out of here as soon as possible. But I need to make sure that the baby is alright. So just go ahead and lay back so I can take a look." A warm enough smile, though he was fully intent on speaking to Patrick alone before he would let her go. Just for now, he would not say that and instead allow her to believe she was going home soon after this.

He would then turn to the side to pull some gloves on as the nurse went about pulling the sheet down and tucking it around Kaz's hips, then rolling up her gown to expose her stomach which was just barely starting to show signs of her being pregnant...Though, on a frame as small as Kazumi's, it was all too obvious, with her laying flat on her back this way, that she was pregnant and that this was indeed where the baby grew inside of her.

Once the nurse was done, she would turn to get the machine ready, pulling free the little wand from its cubby and squeezing a bit of gel onto it, then turning to apply a bit to Kaz's stomach. This being the part where Kazumi would wrinkle her nose and shift a bit, finding that stuff incredibly icky...Though she didn't say anything, just gripped Patrick's hand with a sense of fear that she had never thought possible. Terrified that they would find the baby dead inside her from Gods knew what she had done earlier tonight. Those blue eyes already locked on the screen even though it was black, for now.

"Alright...here we go." The doctor would turn back, taking the wand from the nurse and then reaching over to flick on the machine. As he leaned in to press the gelled end against her stomach, she would tense....both from anticipation and from the cold feeling of it. The monitor flickering to life, black and white grainy image of what seemed like nothing.....Though, that was short lived...as soon enough the distinct image of a head would come into the picture.....Another shift of the wand and the image would grow, the head no longer just floating there, but now an entire little body showing up....Two arms, one of which was moving....legs...distinct little nose and in the center of the chest, a rapidly flickering orb that was obviously the heart. "There we are..." Speaking mostly to himself as he would reach over, turning a knob which resulted in the room being filled with a steady, rapidly pulsing heartbeat.

Kaz's hand gripping Patrick's that much tighter now as she gave a choked little sob, one that was clearly made up of sheer and utter relief upon seeing the baby, seeing it move and hearing that heartbeat beating so strongly.

[Legion]

To be honest, Patrick wasn't as worried as Kazumi was. That wasn't to say that he didn't love the baby, no, much to the contrary he was very excited and loved the child. Maybe not as much as Kazumi, but perhaps that was because he wasn't carrying the child. He didn't know. And while he was concerned about the safety of the child, he figured that if there was something to be seriously concerned about that he would have picked it up from the nurse or the doctor would be in a lot sooner. So Patrick smiled at Kazumi reassuringly, "I'm sure that the baby is fine."

Patrick would continue to smile reassuringly as she tried to force herself up. While Patrick didn't particularly approve of that, thinking that she should stay laying down he didn't fight. Nooooo, he knew better then to do that. It would be better for him to just let her try so he would have a spot in bed. But luckily for him, she'd lie back down upon hearing a knock at the door. Breathing an inner sigh of relief.

As the Doctor and nurse made their ways in Patrick looked to the cart that the nurse was pushing. He had no clue what the device was, but the monitor and knowing that the doctor was going to check on the baby gave him a pretty good clue as to it's purpose. As the Doctor greeted Kazumi he noticed the look towards the restraints and the hint of hesitance in his voice. It wasn't exactly hard to pick up, at least not for Patrick, he had always been required to have a good sense of that though.

As the man moved to greet Patrick though, he would stand up and reach out the shake the man's hand, replying with a chuckle, "Patrick O'Connor, and no, I'm the boyfriend, although I don't mind the idea of that. Not at all."

It was the truth. He figured he'd reiterate that point, not for the Doctor's sake but for Kazumi's. Because if she didn't remember anything until now, well that meant that she wouldn't remember Patrick saying he agreed with her. That he wanted nothing more then to get married with her and raise this child. He had meant it then, he had meant that now. He wanted her to at least understand that and remember it.

Though with the introductions done it was back to business as the nurse got the machine ready and the doctor prepared himself to examine Kazumi and the baby. Patrick couldn't help but smile softly at that baby bump on her belly. It looked beautiful, she looked beautiful and as the days went on it was becoming more and more apparent that this was a reality. This was happening. Furthermore he couldn't help but give an amused huff of air at her reaction to having that stuff put on her stomach. Though when she gripped his hand in fear his smile turned to a more reassuring one as she looked towards that monitor that wasn't showing anything yet.

But when the machine was finally flicked on, well there was something that Patrick wasn't expecting. Not that he was expecting anything in particular solely because he wasn't sure what to expect. But when he saw that head, saw those arms and legs a smile spread across his face. And when that sound was turned on to hear that heartbeat Patrick couldn't help but inhale before letting out a big sigh. Not of relief, it was strange but he hadn't really been worried. No, that sigh was really it hitting home for him. He was going to be a father. He didn't know why it was this in particular, but hearing the heartbeat, seeing the child. Wow. Just wow. Patrick couldn't look away.

Patrick felt that grip on his hand tightening, heard that sigh of relief and that just made his smile that much brighter. Eyes still unable to leave the screen...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi was a bit taken back by his words to the doctor, her brow raising slightly as she looked at him with a hint of confusion. She had never really thought to bring up such a topic with him. Not that she didn't want to, but because she had just always assume that it was a step that he just wasn't willing to take. Though, for now she did not say anything, figuring that it was not the right time to be discussing this. At least not with everyone else in the room.

So, she focused upon the monitor and what the doctor was doing. Her fingers curling about Patrick's as she waited rather anxiously. Though once the monitor had been flicked on, and once the image of the baby came into sight, she could not help but feel relief....the tears building in her eyes, though this time strictly out of happiness. Happiness in knowing that the baby was okay, that she had not hurt it in some way.

As the doctor went about taking measurements to ensure that the baby was growing fine, she couldn't help but hear that sigh coming from Patrick, her eyes turning to look at him and noting the way his own stayed glued upon the monitor. The sound of the heartbeat filling the small room, making Kaz pull his hand upward just a bit so that she could nuzzle into it softly before pressing her lips to the back of it.

The wand moving upon her stomach a bit more, she heard the doctor keying in information on the machine, causing her eyes to drift back toward it. Loving the sight of those little hands moving...That heart beating. She knew that it was still developing, and growing, but it still was the most amazing thing she had ever seen.

After a few more minutes, the doctor would pull the wand away from her stomach, placing it away and then using a towel to clean her off. Once he was done, Kaz would pull her gown back down, looking at the doctor as he pulled his gloves off. "Well, everything looks good to me. You are about thirteen weeks along, baby seems to be growing fine...though I am a little concerned about your weight. You seem a bit underweight for this stage in your pregnancy." A little nod as his attention would turn back toward Patrick.

"Could I speak with you?" Nodding toward the door, and then glancing at the nurse, saying without words that she needed to stay here and keep Kazumi in the bed or at the very least keep her in the room. He would then move to the door and step outside, waiting for Patrick to join him and shutting the door.

"I will be honest with you...We strongly believe that those wounds were self inflicted. I think it would be in her best interest as well as the best interest of your child if she stayed here. We can have her transferred to the psych ward by tomorrow morning and once she is evaluated, assuming the doctors see fit, she can go home."[/i] He was honestly thinking that this was the best thing for her....knowing that he didn't really HAVE to discuss it with Patrick, but wanting to at least get his take on it. No, he could always call the girls family to get the consent he needed, or he could just force it. He had enough proof..[/font]

[Legion]

Patrick felt her move his hand to the back of her lips, nuzzling into his hand. And while that was comforting, feeling the closeness of it all, he still couldn't take his eyes off the monitor. Watching the baby's arms moving he smiled further. But he did feel Kazumi's relief and was happy. His eyes on the monitor though, he couldn't help but feel proud. The thought that they had made the child all the more amazing. Sure, it was a simple act, yeah, not too hard. But at the same time there was a supreme level of beauty in it at the same time. That this was a product of their love. Not a rash act. Sure maybe they hadn't been thinking at the time, but it had been no one night stand that had brought them here.

Patrick would give a slight frown as he pulled the wand away. It had only seemed like a few moments that they had the monitor on. He knew that wasn't the truth but he hadn't wanted the moment to end. He didn't want to look away. But a moment after the monitor was shut of Patrick would look over to Kazumi with a smile. He was proud of her too. Though when the Doctor started speaking he'd look over to him and listen intently, the message he was getting was that she needed to eat more. Okay.

Although when the doctor said that he wanted to speak with Patrick along he would nod, standing up facing Kazumi and smiling at her softly, "I'll be right back love."

Following the Doctor out of the room he would turn to him as he closed the door. Listening intently his face serious as the man spoke. Yeah, he knew the wounds were self inflicted and he had already decided on the fact that he needed to wake up every time Kazumi did, to ensure that this would not happen again. Also they needed to have a little discussion about her new renter, because it was likely she didn't remember.

Patrick didn't like how the man wanted to keep her here. That would not be good, for anyone. Kazumi because it would bring too many memories and for the Doctors because they didn't understand. So Patrick said plainly, quietly, "I don't think it would be in our best interest at all."

Though he knew that the doctor could force it anyway, and that was not going to happen. Patrick could handle this well enough, besides, he knew what he was doing and these guys would likely only hurt Kazumi. Even if it wasn't intentional...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi would give the nurse a look as the door was closed and Patrick and the doctor went to have their discussion. A little bite given to her lower lip, knowing that this could not be good. She was all too aware of how these things worked, having had the doctors try and commit her once before in her life. So naturally she was not going to just sit here and wait for them to try and lock her away.

Nope, instead she would grab the edge of the bed with her good hand and try to pull herself up. It took awhile, but eventually she would manage, a little whimper given a she nudged herself off of the bed and tried to put weight on her legs. It hurt, very badly, and the small yelp of pain she gave was evident of that. However, once she was on her feet, using the bed to hold herself up, the nurse would rush over, trying to usher her back into bed.

"Don't touch me..." Growling the words out through gritted teeth as she drew in a few deep breaths to try and push back he pain she felt. Her tongue slowly brushing against her lips. "Wh..Where are my clothes?" She would ask even as she spotted the shirt that she had been wearing, noting the blood on it and ignoring it. It was clearly all she had so it was what she was going to wear, because she was NOT going to stay here.

Outside, the doctor would shake his head slightly. He understood the desire not to leave the girl here, but he honestly thought it was for the best. "I really think it would be wise. I mean, what if she tries this again? She could end up killing herself or the baby, or both."[/i] Clearly he was concerned about her well being. Though to be honest, unless he wanted to make the effort to force this, he couldn't do much. She was eighteen after all.

"I am just looking out for her best interest."[/i] Though about the time he said that, the door would open, Kazumi managing to make her way to the doorway even though it was clear she was in pain and having trouble standing on her own two feet right now. "I wa...want to go home..." She struggled to get the words out, her breath shaky as she bit down on her lower lip and worked through the pain. [/font]

[Legion]

Patrick would be kind enough to listen to the doctor and hear him out, but it was clear, the answer was no. The guy had absolutely no idea what Patrick was capable of. This wouldn't happen again. Patrick could sleep lighter, he'd get up every time she did. It would be fine. He would start, or rather up their attempts of working on her control as well. Something the doctor had no clue of. Funny, he was far more informed then the doctor was, at least on what was going on, and how to deal with it. She didn't need to be kept against her will in a place that would serve to scare her more.

As the doctor said that line about looking out for her best interest he would let out a somewhat disbelieving grin. But before he could respond the door would open, Kazumi trying to step out. It was clear she was in pain and struggling to stand up, so a look of concern crossed Patrick's face. As she said she wanted to go home Patrick would scoop her up in his arms, cradling her saying softly, "Okay love, we are."

He take a few steps towards the exit before turning back to the doctor, "Who's interest are ye looking out for? Hers? Or yers?"

After the guy had a moment to answer Patrick would thank the guy sincerely, "Thanks for the help doc, really."

And unless the guy was going to push the issue, like Patrick knew deep down he wanted to, they would leave...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She would give a small whimper as he picked her up and held her against him. She was not going to deny it felt good to be off her feet, but it still hurt. Hell it hurt to move at all right now. Though as he told her that they were going home, she would nod softly and rest her head against his chest, allowing her hair to fall across her face as she cradled her injured arm upon her stomach.

As he continued to speak to the doctor, she would cast a glance toward the other man. She wasn't sure what the two were discussing, but she had a pretty good idea. Enough so that she would press herself against Patrick a bit more firmly, almost scared that the doctor was going to find a way to make her stay here, which honestly would just prove to terrify her.

"I am doing my job, that's all. I have to keep in mind whats in the best interest of my patient." A nod given before he would hold up his hands in a gesture of surrender. He wasn't going to fight on the matter, not with the girl here. Though he was not very happy about having to let her walk out. She could not even stand on her own. She needed to stay here and rest. She needed to be watched to make sure this didn't happen again.

But he wasn't going to protest, at least not this time. Though he would put a note into her medical file to ensure that if she came back here, she wouldn't be released so easily. Watching as the two left and turning to go back to making his rounds.

Kazumi on the other hand would eventually close her eyes,a soft sigh passing her lips as she nuzzled into him and continued to cradle her hand against her. "He wanted to keep me didn't he?" She would whimper just a bit and bite down on her lower lip....She didn't understand why because she didn't understand what she had done, but yeah...it wasn't hard to put two and two together.

[Legion]

Patrick felt Kazumi rest her head into him as cradled her into his arms. That drew a smile from him, he knew she was in pain, her whimper only illustrating that point but the hospital was not the ideal place for her to rest. The Doctor may have thought he was doing right, or at least his job, but that served to prove that he didn't know her. Keeping her in a place where she was already restrained was not good for her. Doing anything that kept her in a location against her will was also not healthy. Not that he knew what she had gone through but all the same, it wasn't going to get Kazumi her rest. That much made clear when she figured out that that was what they were discussing, pressing into him all the more firmly.

Patrick gave the man an unsure look as he reiterated his whole, "best interest" spiel. He really wondered, was he? Or was that just the letter of the law he was trying not to get screwed by? Furthermore, Patrick wasn't sure if this was going to be the part where he cried security and tried to physically make her stay. But then the guy raised his arms up in surrender, allowing Patrick to breath a sigh of relief as he walked off with Kazumi in his arms.

"He did, but we're going home so ye can get some rest," Patrick said softly as he walked out the doors, heading to the truck. Placing her in and buckling her up he'd walk around to the driver's side getting in. Before he turned the truck on he made sure the radio would be off, so she wouldn't hate him. There was no reason for it to be on anymore, she didn't need to stay awake if she could catch some winks now...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kaz would give a soft little whimper as she was placed in the truck. Honestly she just wanted to go to lay down, and she would have been fine staying laying down in there had she not known that they would try to keep her. She wasn't a fan of hospitals, and she knew that if her Mother found out she was in one all hell would break loose, but she knew that they were needed. Sometimes.

"I am sorry...for all this..." She had no real idea what she was apologizing for but she felt the need to say it just the same, a little sigh passing her lips as she rested back into the seat and would close her eyes. Though she did note how he turned off the radio before starting the truck, not sure why that struck her as odd, but it did just the same. However, to be honest, she was too tired to really question it. Instead opting to just rest her injured hand upon her lap along with the other one and to try and get a little bit of rest.

She was exhausted, even though in her mind, she should have been asleep this whole time. Still, it wasn't hard to see that it was still the middle of the night, and to be honest she just wanted to go home and crawl into bed, even willing to ignore the hunger that she felt burning in her stomach. She needed blood but she was just too tired to even bother trying to get it. Nope, she would just have to go without for now.

Though eventually she would look toward him once more, her good hand coming up to brush back her hair from her face as she tried her best to give a little smile in his direction. "Thanks for not letting them keep me there..." She knew that she didn't really have to thank him for that, but she wanted to just the same. A little nod given before eyes would once again flutter closed, dozing off for a bit and likely until they managed to make it home.

[Legion]

"Ye have nothing to apologize for love," Patrick said soothingly. He didn't blame her for anything that happened, he couldn't. Sure perhaps there was some things she should have done, but Patrick wasn't going to hold it against her, because he wasn't entirely sure what it was that spurred this on. He had a few guesses, the biggest one was something he was going to press when they got home.

"Ye don't need to thank me Kazumi," He smiled as she thanked him for not letting them keep her. Patrick wouldn't have allowed that, one way or the other. Even if he had to spring her. They didn't have her best interests in mind, and they wouldn't if they ever figured out what was going on. But now they didn't have to worry about that as Patrick looked over to her smiling as she dozed off. Sleeping the rest of the way home.

When they got back Patrick would do his best not to disturb her as he picked her up and carried her to the house, unlocking and rlocking it. Looking down and smiling at her softly he'd carry her into the bedroom, laying her down before going to the kitchen, grabbing the knife she had cut herself with. Patrick would drag it across the same mark on his fore arm he had in times past, watching the blood start to flow before returning to the bedroom, sitting down next to her. Holding his fore arm to her mouth he'd say soft, "Here, drink this."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

As she was picked up and carried into the house, she would simply nuzzle into him softly and continue to doze rather lightly. She was awake but at the same time she was partially asleep, which was odd for her, but given the events of the night, not to be unexpected. In fact, it wasn't until he had set her down onto the bed that she would finally wake, trying to curl onto her side but again finding that the movement was hindered by the wounds on her legs.

A little whimper given as she eventually gave up and shifted to sit up against the pillows. Her hand coming up, the one that was not hurt, and brushing back a few locks of her hair from her face. When he returned, her eyes would shift toward him and then toward the blood that now ran down his arm. His words urging her to open her mouth, his arm being brought to her lips. Slowly, she would press her mouth to the wound, tongue slowly tracing along it as the blood washed down her throat.

Lightly, her eyes would close, a little groan given at the taste of him, shivering softly and using her good hand to pull his arm more firmly against her lips. It was what she needed, what she had been starving for since she woke up in that hospital bed, what she knew her body needed right then.

It took a few minutes, but eventually she would pull back, her lips stained crimson and a bit of his blood rolling down from the corner of her lips. Slowly, her head laid back into the pillows, a little sigh given as she would close her eyes and run her hand along her stomach, tracing over the area where their baby grew inside her. Finally, she would apply a little bite to her lower lip and then force her eyes back open, looking at him as she struggled to get the words out. "Wh..What did I do to myself?" She was half way tempted to look under the bandages but she figured it would be better to ask him. Knowing that it wasn't going to be long anyway before he wanted to discuss it out of his worry for her.

[Legion]

Patrick smiled as he felt her tongue press against his wound, slowly tracing against his cut. After a moment or two she would decide that she really was hungry and press his arm to her lips, causing Patrick to smile all the more as he felt her groan and drink his blood. At this point there was nothing weird about this. It was normal, in fact Patrick loved doing it. That being said Patrick would sit there with a smile on his face as he watched her drink for the next few minutes, happy to be of help. He'd let out a soft little sigh as she finally pulled away, lying back down. A grin crossing his face as he briefly took in her beauty, finding her blood stained crimson lips quite attractive.

Watching her as she began to trace her stomach Patrick's hands would follow, fingers lacing with hers feeling both her soft hand and her stomach where their child grew. As she asked that question Patrick's brow furrowed slightly, not because he had to think about what happened, rather he wanted to think on how to answer her question. After a moment he would speak, "When I found ye, ye told me that Feht was gone. That there was someone new. Ye had cut yerself with the knife because she wanted to get out, no doubt to do bad things. But at the time ye knew what was going on. Even in the car when we were talking. But then ye forgot."

Patrick paused before he offered an idea, "I think ye need to start drinking my blood more often. As the baby's growing and as this new personalities appearing. I think it might be taxing ye."

Patrick would hush up now and let her think on what he said, because no doubt it would be a lot to take in. Waiting quietly and patiently for her reply...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi would lay there, her fingers lacing with his own as he placed his hand upon her stomach. A little smile given as she nuzzled into the pillow she was laying on, waiting for him to answer. Yet, when he did, she would tense up slightly. She had heard a voice in her head, much like Phee, only this one had gone by a different name. She just had assumed that it was not too dominant yet because she didn't hear it that often, not like when she was younger.

Silently she listened to what he had to say, biting her lower lip as her grip on his hand began to tighten. She didn't know what to say, or what to do to be honest. If anything, she was a complete loss here. Mostly because of the fact that according to him, she remembered everything during, but not after. That only proving to confuse her as to what the hell was going on in her own mind. "Her name is Nyx....but I don't hear her that often. I didn't think that...." She sighed, closing her eyes as her hand, which was injured, came up and rubbed lightly against her temples.

Then as he suggested that she start drinking his blood more often, she would furrow her brow slightly, unsure if that was such a good idea. "I..I don't know. I mean, if I take too much it will weaken you and...you can't afford to have that happen." Or if she took too much it could kill him, but she left that part out because well....she would never let that happen.

Though, something about what he had said happened, about her memory during the event struck her as off...as though she was missing something other than just the cutting herself and being driven to the hospital. "Wait....what did we talk about in the truck?" Those icy hues focused upon him now as she softly traced her thumb over the back of his hand.

[Legion]

Patrick watched her tense up as he spoke. It wasn't too difficult to figure out why she was tensing up, or even that she was. The grip on his hand was doing well enough to tell him that. But Patrick understood why she would be nervous at this, unsure, because this was bizarre even for her, for them. When she blacked out with Feht she was Feht. This was completely different. She was blacking out and she was still her. Patrick could understand the concern because he felt it too. Looking on as he frowned a bit when she told him that the name was Nyx. It would appear that she was now his concern, she was his worry. But their options with how to deal with this were limited. Patrick knew that it had something to do with Aiden, surely that was something to consider. All things said though with her pregnant Patrick couldn't help her the way he had been with Feht. It would be too dangerous for the child.

"But if ye don't drink enough then Nyx will have more changes to get out and endanger ye and the baby," Patrick said pointedly, he knew the risks to himself and he was more then willing to take then, "I will be fine. It's ye we need to be worried about at this moment. Ye and the baby."

When she asked him about what happened in the truck he chuckled slightly. Feeling her thumb trace the back of his hand he smiled, gathering his thoughts before answering, "I had to keep ye awake on the way there, so ye wouldn't go into shock. So I asked ye why ye loved me. And how ye figured it out. Ye told me I made ye feel like ye belonged somewhere, either then just hiding behind Aiden. Ye told me that ye wanted to spend the rest of yer life with me. That even though family was so important to ye, ye never wanted to have a baby or get married. Then ye said ye wanted nothing more."

Patrick paused for a moment, a happy chuckle given, "I told ye that I'd like nothing more then to get married to ye and spent the rest of my life with ye."

Patrick looked down at her, smiling softly, free hand brushing a bit of hair behind her ears. Looking at her lovingly as his hand continued to run through her hair...