Cecelia was sitting on Dorien's bed, crocheting a small baby blanket for baby Bianca. She was never much of a crocheter, but in the italian custom, the expectant mother always made a blanket that the baby would cherish their whole life, and then incorporate into their wedding somehow. ((OOC: Very true...)) She had taken 8 months to start this..

*Dorien was rarely in the house, so he had given up his bed to Cecelia. And after hours walking around outside thinking things over, Dorien had decided to go visit Cecelia. He went down into the basement room where his room was. Dorien knocked at the open door and leaned in the doorframe, waiting patiently to be noticed*

"Hey baby love!" she said sweetly, holding up the blanket for him to see. "Do you like it? I was thinking of making one for us. We're not going to live here forever I'm sure, so I'm going to make one for our house when we get one." She smiled sweetly, biting her lower lip. She didn't want to talk to him about her conversation with Rogue... She didn't want to admit she was mildly pained.

"It's lovely." *He commented, walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. Dorien sat on the edge of the bed.* "No, we won't be here forever, I hope....I can hardly stand the smell." *He commented, ooking around the room with distain.*

Cecelia didn't look up at him and continued to crochet. "I'm excited yes... Rogue and I had a lovely lunch earlier today... She told me about when I was gone... How you met and things of the like.." She looked up at him slightly, no sign of anger in her eyes, looking to see what his reaction would be.

*Dorien's expressions were measured with a perfectly measured amount of detatchment and interest. He didn't look up at her but instead looked across the room at a spot on the floor.* "Really? what else did Rogue tell you?" *He said softly. Dorien's mind was working at top speed as he tried to mentally prepare himself for what was about to come.*

Cecelia brushed her hair away from her face. "One thing I've learned being with you honey...I can tell when you're nervous. I'm not mad that you kissed her Dorien. You were lonely and I wasn't around... I love you and you love me and that's all that matters. As long as this never happens again, we can pretend it never happened the first time." She sat up on her knees.

"You're my world Dorien...and I'm excited for our life to start together. This won't get between us."

*Dorien nodded.* "Right..." *Dorien reached over and took her hand, holding it loosley in his own. He still didn't look up from the ground and his jaw muscles didn't loosen.* "I'm sorry if I hurt you." *His voice was slightly flat as he continued to think about Rogue and what he had done. He knew that he had hurt Rogue, and he knew that he'd hurt Cecelia, even if she wasn't showing it. All he wanted to do was fix everything without hurting anyone, but he had a feeling that wasn't going to be happening.*

((OOC: He better be picking Cecelia lol. You have no idea lol))

Cecelia nodded and looked down. "Maybe I'm a little hurt Dorien but I can understand were you were. You were without me...lonely.. She was available. You felt like you needed affection and she was there. What more can I say? I know you liked her too but I am pregnant with your child. I know I win. I know I have nothing to worry about now that I'm home. Just...Please. This can't happen ever again."

"It won't ever happen again." *He looked up at her briefly before looking across the room again. For the first time in his life he felt helpless and trapped.* "I promise...." *Dorie slidhis hand away from hers and ran it through his hair before letting it drop back down to rest in his lap*

Cecelia put a hand to his cheek. "Dorien... Talk to me. If you have any feelings I'm here to listen to you. You know that baby. I love you more than anything and you are allowed to feel however you want to feel. I can't tell you to feel a certain way." She patted her lap. "Now put your head in my lap and tell me everything my love."

*Dorien sighed andlooked over at her, his head cocked slightly towards the left.* "Can you tell me what you're thinking first....please?" *He asked, his voice still soft. He felt so confused and frusterated.*

Cecelia shrugged. "Dorien I don't think you want to hear what I'm thinking right now. I'm perfectly calm and perfectly happy and if you make me start talking about what I'm really thinking, things will get loud. So I suggest you tell me how you're feeling."

*Dorien shifted his body so that he was facing her completely.* "Please Cecelia...you have no idea how incredibly frusterating it is for me to not know what you're thinking right now...I feel terrible aout what hapened...so please...I'd like you to tell me what you're thinking...." *He looked at her, pleading with his eyes*

Cecelia shook her head. "Pardon me if I have very little sympathy for you Dorien. You betrayed me. You sent me off to be safe with your child which I am pregnant with mind you. I asked one thing of you Dorien, don't forget me. But you were off galavanting with some- And I can't even dislike her Dorien, because you didn't even let her know about me! Believe me Dorien, if I wasn't pregnant I would just let her have you. I hate cheaters. I hate men just like the one that you have become, but unfortunately I love you!"

She stood and walked to the other end of the room. "I have zero trust in you anymore Dorien, but I want to put everything behind me. I'm going to try, but just know that in the pit of my stomach...I want to hate you." She popped her thumb in her mouth.

*Dorien shifted on the bed* "I'm really sorry I let you down...I didn't ever want to hurt you. I just....I don't know. Rogue....." *He paused and stood. In one graceful step he was at the door* "It woul be better fr you if you'd just tell me to leave..... it wouldn't hurt you as bad....I could leave and stay away for a few decades and let you heal and get on with life....." *It pained his to say that, and his voice cracked once. Dorien didn't want to leave, but if it would make her happy, then he would try.*

Before she could help herself, she had slapped him with all of her might across his face. "No! You don't get to wallow in self pity! You get to stay here. You get to watch me give birth to your baby. You get to sit here and love me and know every day for the rest of my life that you hurt me. You get to know that you let me and Bianca down. And you get to make it up to me every way you know how."

*Doien's head snapped to the side when she slapped him. He had deserved it, but it hadn't really hurt....he had turned his head more out of shock than anything. Dorien stayed standing where he was, staring at her silently for a moment* "Alright.....I'm going to stay. I dodn't want to leave you....." *He still spoke softly. Dorien was trying to keep his voice under control, seeing as he was the one at fault here...but he still wanted to scream and break stuff throughout the room.*





ooc: do you watch grey's anatomy?

((OOC: Never lol. Never even seen an episode. Why do you ask?))

Cecelia took a deep breath. "I know you are. I didn't ask you." She suddenly doubled over with a cry. Stress was horrible for pregnant women. She began to cry. "Oh my god..." She began to shake. She wasn't in labor, but she really was in a lot of pain.

"Cecelia?" *He asked, rushing to her side. In an instant, he had his hands on her shoulders, supposrting her so that she wouldn't fall.* "What's wrong? Do you need help? SHould I get someone?" *His mouth was going so fast (slow for him, fast for her) that he wasn't sure if she could understand him exactly, but he was so caught up in the moment that he didn't even realize. Dorien, who knew nothing of child birth or anything, thought she was going into labor and was freaking out.*



ooc: just wondering. This situation that dorien/chi-chi/rogue/james are in is almost exactly like the major plot in the end of season one and the majoity of season two of grey's anatomy, and I didn't realize it untill right now.

Cecelia turned and looked at him with wide, nervous eyes. "Just take me to the bed," she said, unsure of what he had just said to her. "Please... Don't leave me Dorien. Never leave me!" She pressed her face into his chest and cried into him. "It's not time...it's just stress..." she managed to say.

((OOC: Weird lol. BRB, dinner time.))

*Dorien took a calm, cleansing breath.* "Okay...it isn't labor....okay....you're okay..." *He scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to bed. Dorien climbed in first and continued to hold her with her back to his chest. He closed his eyes for a moment.* "Okay..alrght...better? I can get you something...food? water? pain meds...a fire whiskey...." *he added the last one to make her laugh.*

Cecelia slid over, leaning her body into him as best she could. "A whole f*****g keg of it." She bit her lower lip and looked up at him. Unbeknownst to her, her face helf a look of vulnerability. She fluttered her eyelashes slightly and took a deep breath to release tension. "Dorien...Don't hurt me again. Please."

"I won't hon....just try to rest now, okay?" *Dorien closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall behind the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and took her hand in his.* "Are you cold?" *He asked quietly*

She shook her head and leaned into him. "No. I'm nice and warm...I love you so much Dorien..." She closed her eyes into him, but she couldn't quite get as close to him as she wanted, since she was hugely pregnant.

*Dorien lightly ran his fingers up and down Cecelia's arm* "I love you too....And I'm sorry I hurt you and Bianca. You really need to sleep though....and relax...I'd really like you to stay on bed rest untill Bianca's born...." *He knew she probably wouldn't like the idea, but he knew it would be better for her.*

She pouted. "I knew you'd say something rediculous like that..." She rolled her eyes. "I can try but I bet it'll last at most an hour." She pressed her forehead to his and looked at him. "You know what I want? What I really want and have wanted since I left? My biggest craving..."

*Dorien smiled a little.* "No, what is it?" *He continued to lightly brush his fingers lightly over her skin.* "Do I want to know?" *He added with a chuckle.*

Cecelia grinned and chuckled menacingly. "I want some chicken soup like nobodies business. Remember that day in the room of requirement when you made me that huge feast? I've been craving your chicken soup since I first left." She leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. "Among other things I'm craving. But unfortunately that's not happening due to the house-like size of me."

"I'll make you chicken soup tomorrow morning. Unless you're hungry now....I could cook some for you now." *He felt terrible for hurting her. Now that they were sitting there alone in the room, he realized how guilty he felt, and how much he wanted to hake it up to her*

She shook her head and licked her lips. "I don't need it now. I want some tomorrow." She yawned and rubbed her eyes. She looked him up and down. "Baby...I know you don't have to sleep or anything but is there any way you can stay here with me while I sleep? If you don't want to thats okay, but I just missed you so much while I was gone, I just want to be near you now."

"I always watch you when you're sleping. When you're around that is..." *He hadn't really ment to tell her, seeing as even he found it a little creepy.* "There really in't anything else to do at night. ou talk in your sleep a lot. Did you know that?"

Cecelia chuckled. "I've been told on more than one occasion. I hear I'm pretty interesting too. I tell stories I hear." She chuckled and licked her lips. "Did I ever tell you anything interesting?: She yawned and leaned her face into his neck softly, giving it a kiss.

*Dorien smiled a little.* "You say my name a lot....and you said you loved me." *He said quietly* "I mean, I knew that you did, but it was just nice to hear it coming from your subconsious. You miss your sister....you mention her from time to time."

Cecelia nodded. "Yeah I miss her a lot." She leaned into him once more. She smiled contentedly. "I'm a big tattler on myself in my sleep then I guess. I am very lovey dovey in my sleep too. I used to wake up snuggling Delilah when we were younger. She would end up in my bed and I would end up squeezing her."

"I hope we can find your sister soon." *He said softly* "You talk more when it's colder...whic is, coincidentally, when I lay down near you." *Dorien tried to ide the guilt in his voice.* "You're more restless when it's raining. But you normally calm down hen I sing to you."

A sad look suddenly went across her face. "Yeah... I miss her..."

Cecelia shook her head. "I love being near you. I don't care about being cold... I mean yeah I am cold but I could just wear a sweater..." She shrugged. "I don't like thunder and lightning a lot. That could be why..."

"Yeah, that makes sence." *He said as a comment about her not liking thunder and lightning.* "I just wish I could get as close to you as I'd like to...even if it doesn't bother you, it bothers me..I don't like you being uncomfortable..."

She shook her head fervently. "Honestly my love, being close to you gives me a sort of comfort that overrides the cold by a million. I love just touching you..." She put her hands on her stomach and looked into his face. "Dorien...A little piece of you is in me... I don't know if anything warm could compete with you..."

*Dorien smiled a little at her.* "I don't believe you. I tihnk you just enjoy being stubborn." *He joked, his smile widening slightly.* "Normal people are cold when they're around me. And a normal person would have been afraid of me." *He sight. It was obvious he was still frusterated by that at least just a little bit.*