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Emma Frost ([info]thewhitequeen) wrote,
@ 2010-05-08 02:32:00


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Expectations.
Emma was naturally an early riser.  It wasn't unusual for her to greet the sunrise and start her day well before others did simply because she was a woman who always had Things To Do.  In recent weeks though she'd been sleeping later.  Morning would come and she was slower to get out of bed, sometimes even still clinging to the last tendrils of sleep when Scott came back into the room after showering. It just wasn't normal, not like her but with all the stress it would have been easy to brush it off as a consequence of the troubling days.

But jumping up from bed to run bolt into the bathroom and vomit--loudly--would be far harder to brush aside.


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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 07:42 pm UTC (link)
"Who said they'd be terrible? If I remember right, you like those things." he said, pulling her close. He knows what she's capable of, but he's just as capable of resisting, too.

"I bet you'll try to weaken me over the next hour, subtly and mentally of course, just so that we can come and I'll want to tear your clothes off." he says, leaning closer.

"But it won't work, Emma." he says, letting go with a smile.

"Go and get ready, and we'll walk down there." he says.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 07:46 pm UTC (link)
"You still haven't realize I enjoy it more when you try to resist me. It's cute, really." She kissed his cheek lightly, lingering in his arms a moment before moving away to dress properly. Once she had done so, for better or worse, she was ready for the long walk down the hall and to whatever twist fate now had in store.

Emma honestly didn't know what she wanted this time, what outcome would soothe her.

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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 08:19 pm UTC (link)
"Really? Hm. Then we'll talk about this more later." he says.

When Emma's ready, Scott will escort her to Dr. Nemesis's office, and ask him if he can stay with her for the testing. The Doctor doesn't see any issue with it, so Scott stays by Emma's side for the procedure.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 08:22 pm UTC (link)
It's pretty simple: blood work at first, then a more sophisticated scan. The scan will tell the tale, but the bloodwork, well...there's something to be said for traditional methods and after Emma goes through both, she sits with Scott, waiting. It doesn't take long before the doctor returns, half-smiling with the results.

You're pregnant.

The grip on Scott's hand goes from flesh to diamond in less than a second.

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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 08:29 pm UTC (link)
You're pregnant.

Scott never thought he would be the father of another child, not after how disastrously things had gone with Nathan. To hear Nemesis' words was like a cold bucket of ice-water being thrown on him...

followed by the heat of a fire unlike any he'd ever felt.

Emma's form goes to diamond, and Scott holds her hand, turning to whisper in her ear.

"Emma, calm down. You don't know if your diamond form is difficult for the baby or you right now. Please, don't hide from his. Let me be here with you." he says.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 08:32 pm UTC (link)
"I...it's a defense mechanism..."

Even the diamond form can't disconnect this emotion. It has no name, no shape, no taste. It just is and it consumes all of her. Emma slowly begins to become flesh again, unable to hide from how she feels. Fear, pain, terror, hope. Large bright lights of hope.

For the first time in recent memory, the White Queen is stricken all but speechless.

"We're...oh my god."

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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 08:57 pm UTC (link)
"We are, Emma. Maybe...maybe this time we can do it right. Together. We've got each other, and neither of us are walking away." he says.

"Will you do this with me?" he asks.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 09:03 pm UTC (link)
He was asking her to do this with him, but it wasn't even a question that needed askin.

"Yes. Absolutely yes."

It was then that she let herself admit to herself how much she wanted the child.

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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 09:07 pm UTC (link)
"Just so you know...I hope she does look like you." he whispers, pulling her close.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 09:13 pm UTC (link)
"You want this, don't you? Fear and all."

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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 09:14 pm UTC (link)
"I do. I really do. I didn't know how much until it happened." he says.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 09:17 pm UTC (link)
"I really want this, too. I have actually wondered, you know."

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[info]one_eyed_bandit
2010-05-08 09:22 pm UTC (link)
"What did you wonder, honey?" he asked.

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[info]thewhitequeen
2010-05-08 09:28 pm UTC (link)
"What it would be like to have a baby with you, my love. " She smiled and kissed him.

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