Going Home...

Chase smiled at him, and layed on the bed. She took a deep breath, calming her nerves.

Drew sat in a nearby chair. He yawned softly, covering his mouth, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. He listened to everything around him. Though compared to Chase, his hearing would be terrible.

Chase closed her eyes, wishing Drew would come and lay beside her, so she could snuggle up at his side, and nuzzle her face into the corner of his neck. She sighed, not going to ask, but she gave him a long, longing stare, before closing her eyes again, and laying back.

Drew felt her staring at him, slowing opening his eyes to see the longing in her gaze. Silently he stood from the chair, walking to the bed and laying beside her. "You could have just asked." he whispered with a chuckle, gently pulling her closer to him.

Chase wrapped her arms around him, pulling herself to him, snuggling at his side. "I know...," she replied quietly, kissing him gently, and pulling herself on top of him.

Drew wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her to his chest, letting his lips move with hers.

Chase smiled, and pulled back, putting a finger on his mouth as a wait a minute gesture as she yawned. She laughed quietly, and kissed him again quickly. She then settled her head under his, against his neck and chest. She closed her eyes, perfectly content.

Drew smiled slightly as he closed his eyes. His smile faded as he fell deeper and deeper into unconsciousness, still perfectly content having Chase in his arms.

Chase soon fell asleep in their embrace, very content. She fell asleep smiling, and good dreams, and nightmares, flooded her consciousness, one after another.

Drew slowly drifted into a deep sleep. His head was rested against Chase's completely content. Slowly the dreams made their way into his mind. Some better than others. But, the one that he was sure he would remember once his eyes opened was the one about their child. When this dream began Drew shifted so his head was away from Chase, groaning so softly it was like a breath. The child was a small girl, looking more like Chase then himself. Though everytime someone would say the child's name it would sound different, unintellegable. The girl smiled that smile that reminded him more and more of Chase before running out of the doors, towing him behind. She let go of his hand and stood in the middle of a clearing, focusing before shifting into a tiger cub. It took her alot longer than it would someone else, but it was a dream. The dream went on Drew waking in the middle.

Chase shifted in her sleep, nestling down into Drew more. She awoke abruptly, and calmed herself, her heart beating fast. She took a deep breath, and sighed. "All right," she said quietly to herself, reassuring herself. The dream had seemed so real, it was scary. She wrapped her arms around Drew, and hugged him tightly.

Drew looked over at her. He kissed her forehead, sighing softly. "Bad dream?" though it was obvious.

Chase nodded."Horrible, and scarily realistic," she replied quietly, turning her face into his neck.

"Wanna tell me about it?" Drew whispered, glancing down at her. He kissed the top of her head, keeping his arms tight around her.

Chase shook her head. "There's nothing to tell," she said, unwilling to tell him in the dream, it was as if her spirit was watching as he tried to kill her under orders, and their child, scared, unsure, trying to stay hidden as the Fidele approached to kill her. That she didn't want to speak of. But something else was bothering her as well. "Drew... earlier, when you called our child an... it, you realize the child is going to be alot like me, you know. So, does that make me an it, Because I'll be less human than our child. So am I just as terrible? An it? An abomination? An inhumanly creature?" she asked, slightly perterbed, and uncomfortable.

Does that make her an it? You did say it about the kid. Maybe......maybe that does make her an it. But Drew cut himself off there. He moved the thoughts to the back of his mind, though they only seemed to get louder. With a sigh be began to answer, "Well, yes I know I called our child an it. But...." he couldn't seem to answer. His head turned away from her, irritated about how he couldn't wiggle his way out of this one. Not even a glance back at her. His mind was already regretting what he had said.

Chase was all ready up and off the bed. "So that's it then. I'm an it. What was I? Never anything more to you than some stupid little girl who you could get to sleep with you? How pathetic," she said, turning on her heel, and jogging into the bathroom. She slammed the door, and looked through the cabinets. She found what she wanted, a pregnancy test. They worked for the Embrayage too. She did what she had to, and then waited patiently, before going back to look at the test. Negative. She wasn't pregnant after all. She put a hand to her head, almost wanting to cry. A part of her had wanted a baby. They could always try again. Wait, no, she didn't want to try again with him. She growled, and went back to the bedroom. She looked annoyed, and messed-up at the same time. "I'm not pregnant," she said, not looking at him.

"Well that's a surprise." Drew said simply, staring at the door. His eyes never moved from that one spot, though he wanted to look over at Chase and take in her expression. Maybe that wouldn't be the best idea. So, of course, he kept staring at the door. Beginning to feel oddly uncomfortable, he turned his gaze to Chase. But, only for a second. After that his eyes were back on the door.

Chase looked at Drew for a long moment, before softening. She walked over to the bed, and crawled on beside him. She wrapped her arms around him, and cuddled up at his side, resting her head on his chest.

Drew slowly wrapped his arms around her, sighing. "Chase," he began, taking in a deep and silent breath. "You know your more than just a girl to me. Your my life. I don't know what I would do without you." he whispered, pulling her closer and looking only at her.

Chase smiled lightly. She slipped her arms around his neck, and kissed him gently. "I do want a child, though, Drew," she said agianst his lips.

Drew kept his arms around her waist. "I actually do want one, I"m just....afraid." he said against her lips. That wasn't a lie. Some part of him did actually want a child. Though it wasn't the biggest part. But, the main thing for him was what would happen.

"I am too, but half-and-half children grow faster than normal children, so the infant stages won't take too long," she said quietly with a smirk.

Drew chuckled softly. He leaned into her gently, beginning to push her back onto the bed. Without hesitation he leaned over her, kissing down her neck slowly.

Chase smiled slightly, running a hand through his hair. She stroked his cheek gently with the back of her hand, and smiled.