He followed along, he remembered fighting off a tiny lesbian the whole night but he had lost track of Faith. "Yes, I remember the night but I do not remember what happened..." he trailed off.

"That guy?! He... what the fuck did he do to you?! I will kill him!" anger was raising up as the pieces were falling into place even if he didn't have the whole picture yet. "If he touched you..."

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Faith placed a hand on each of Sasha's shoulders and looked him dead in the eye. "Please chill the fuck out!" she pleaded with him. "He was the one that I got affected with, it's no big deal, it was not his fault" she pointed out sharply. "Besides, he's a nice guy."

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He took a deep breath, in through his nostrils and out his mouth just like his dad had taught him when he felt like he was going to pucnh someone. Besides, Faith was right, it was no one's fault that they had been affected together, but really he couldn't help but feel protective over her. "I am sorry," he said hanging his head in shame.

He looked at her, his eyes soft. "What happened?" he asked. He couldn't promise he wouldn't loose it again.

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"He impregnated me" Faith said bluntly. There would be no way to cushion that and she decided ripping it off like a bandaid would be better for Sasha.

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Sasha felt his whole stomach dropping. He had to stumble back, his hand going to cover his mouth. He turned and punched the door hard, leaving a little blood on the door. "You..." he was breathing deeply. "I will..." he could feel himself falling apart.

He turned toward her, his whole body shaking. "What... I really am going to kill him," he said darkly. "I am going to go find him right now..."

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"Don't make me put you in a body bind" Faith warned, fishing out her wand as a lone tear slipped down her cheek. "It's still not his fault, it it? It takes two people to make a baby."

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Faith's tear, as little as it may be pulled him out of his rage. He fell apart then. "Faith," he pulled her into his chest, holding her close. "I am sorry," he whispered into her hair. "I just..." he didn't even know what to say. "I am here," he resolved. "You will be okay."

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"I keep crying all the time!" she whined, letting herself be hugged. "I'll be okay when this thing is out of me" she muttered into his chest, though his words were definitely reassuring. She was going to be okay, if Sasha said so. That's the way it always worked.

"I'm such an idiot" she sighed.

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He turned his head, resting his cheek against the top of her head. It was hard to see her like this. "I heard that about babies. They make you cry a fair bit," he said dumbly.

"You are not an idiot," he said swaying her back and forth a bit. "It was a love potion, you never would have... it will be okay."

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"It aint even out yet and it's ruining my life" she sniffed, wiping her nose on his shirt with a smile.

"We're taking care of it. I mean, not like that. I'm not getting fat! I'm going to ring the clinic on Monday" she explained.

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"Whatever you need," he said gently, rubbing her back. "You are not ready for a baby. It is okay."

He kissed the top of her head, burying his face into her hair. He couldn't stand that she was so sad. "What can I do to make it better?" he asked gently.

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She finally wrapped her arms around his middle and hung off him like a monkey. "Just come home with me. And let me choose the film this time" she joked. She knew full well she always got to choose the damn film.

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"Okay," he said. "Even though I always let you choose the film," he grinned down at her. He kissed her forehead this time. "I get to be the big spoon though," he said raising an eyebrow.

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"You're always big spoon" she reminded him with a shove. "We tried to have you as little spoon once, remember? Your huge head got in the way of the T.V" she laughed, feeling a lot better now that the secret was out to the people it actually mattered to.

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"It was a disaster," he laughed. "Your arms could barely fit around either," he teased. "Let us get out of here. I will even make you popcorn."

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