and she fell in love where the doctor didn't love her back

The Signs as Gothic Literature
  • Aries: The old grandfather clock sitting in the window of your local antique store. It's covered in a thick layer of dust, its gears are swathed in a forest of cobwebs, yet it still keeps ticking. The store owner has attempted to take it apart several times, but every time he opens the back, his eyes glaze over, and he is filled with an indescribable dread. Its bell tolls exactly 2 minutes after sunset.
  • Taurus: The thick fog that blankets the graveyard on Wednesday evening. Regardless of the weather, it rolls in, steaming out from the gnarled roots of the weeping willow, filling the air with a syrupy moisture. Upon dissipation, all the offerings resting before the tombstones are gone. It descends quickly; your neighbor Alice got caught in it once, and didn't reemerge until next week. She said it smelled vaguely of olive oil, with just a splash of basil.
  • Gemini: Do not look behind you. It's following you, hiding in your shadow, lurking in the corner of your eye, slipping in through that door you always leave cracked open. It looms over you while you sleep, breathing in time with your snores, stretching its maw when you yawn. That flicker of light you see when you look in the mirror? That's it. That odd, dark lump in the frame of your selfies? That's it. No amount of filters will convince it to leave.
  • Cancer: The bits of sea glass that you stumble upon during your evening strolls. They started off typical; shades of aquamarine, indigo, and baby blue. Lately, they have been washing up on shore at an alarming rate, ranging from blood red, to obsidian black. You didn't even know glass could be so opaque. Your friend collects them, hoarding them in a mason jar, creating a wonderful collage of what nature has to offer. The jar should have been full months ago, but it never seems to run out of empty space.
  • Leo: The old record that has been hanging in your living room for as long as you can remember. The label is cream colored, and inscribed with lines of twisted symbols that give you migraines when you attempt to translate them. When you were in high school, you borrowed your music teacher's record player. As soon as the needle scraped against the vinyl, the world fell silent. You opened your mouth to scream, but your strained vocal chords could not produce a single sound. Your sister found you curled up on the carpet, lying next to an empty record player.
  • Virgo: The most reliable printer in the office. It can handle mass printing jobs without jamming, and never seems to run out of ink. Last week Jerry attempted to examine the cartridge. The black stains in between his fingers haven't washed out yet. There has been gossip that the printer might be replaced soon. Despite it's track-record, it has begun printing things without input. This morning the office floor was covered in high definition pictures of watermelons. During your lunch break, it produced a single, landscape image of a slaughterhouse. Your roast beef sandwich suddenly seemed much less appetizing.
  • Libra: The stray cat that roams the neighborhood at dusk. Its fur seems to vacillate between shades of brilliant orange and dull greys; it's probably just the lighting. You left a can of tuna on you porch for the stray. An hour later, the tuna had disappeared, and seemed to be replaced with an iridescent sort of jelly. You looked up to see a pair of green eyes staring at you from the bushes. You don't even like tuna anyway, where did that can come from? Where do all these cans keep coming from? Your fridge is full of tuna cans, leaking that substance all over the linoleum tiles. The fatter the cat grows, the more gaunt your own body becomes.
  • Scorpio: The little gray circle that appears on your phone screen when it is loading. It spins slowly, dragged down by the spotty wifi of the town. It is mesmerizing. You opened the internet to look up a brownie recipe, only to be met with the circle. Hours later, your pupils were still rolling around in your eyes, while your mother angrily sent you out to buy store bought sweets instead. If you stare at it long enough, the circle grows wider and wider, pushing past the bounds of your screen, slicing through your silicone case, and rotating around your wrists, like whirling handcuffs.
  • Sagittarius: The bouquet of roses your sister gave her fiance months ago. She put in a fake rose, saying that their love would die once the last rose did. Yet, they are all alive. You visit their apartment from time to time, and see the flowers sitting on the dining room table. You do not like eating dinner there. Your sister and her fiance prepare the food, ignoring the way the roses writhe and squirm in the vase, their thorns scratching deep lines into the table. When the meal begins, the petals start to quiver, sweating red droplets, making the entire room tremble. Your sister ends the meal by scraping the remains of her food into the vase.
  • Capricorn: The teddy bear you slept with back in the day. It's probably up in the attic somewhere, buried among piles of clothes that no longer fit and photos of people you no longer love. Its button eyes are not symmetrical; one is tiny and black, while the other is yellow and square-shaped; it vaguely resembles the button that popped off your jacket during graduation. The stuffing has gradually been leaking out the tiny rip over its stomach; now that you think about it, it's very similar to your own surgery scar. You've been having abdominal pains recently; maybe you should see your doctor.
  • Aquarius: The silver amulet on display in the jeweler's store. It is the center piece, resting safely behind a layer of freshly polished glass. When rays of sunlight pierce through the blinds, they are drawn to the magenta stone resting among the woven strands of metal. Many visitors have attempted to buy the amulet, but the jeweler refuses, not letting it out of its glass prison. And yet, everyday the store's window displays a sale, advertising the amulet at amazing prices. The jeweler insists that it is not for sale, shaking her head as her hands quiver wildly, gripping the case's keys until her knuckles turn white, her eyes filled with a primal sort of desperation.
  • Pisces: The aquarium. The billboards advertise dolphins, sharks, and seal shows. But every single tank contains the same animal. The aquarium is a room, with a ceiling that reaches 100 feet into the air, and walls made of endless rows of tanks. The water is a neon blue color; the single worker there explains that it's the result of microscopic plankton. His eyes are the same blue. Despite the endless signs warning against it, children tap at the glass, making the many-tentacled cephalopods open their beaks, and emit a bone-chilling cry. You're not sure how many there are; a closer look reveals that the tanks are all connected, with mile long tentacles wrapping around the entire aquarium.
Accidental Fusion - a fanfic

I’m too freakin deep in this fandom -throws this- I can’t believe I spent time on this and ok with it what is my life coming to, I’m kidding this was quite the experience… ba dum tish… Alright so I really liked the third possibility/idea on your post of how they discovered fusion and I lost control and wrote this.

I’m way to shy/embarrassed to submit this via my tumblr account but just here (I mean unless you want to know who I am then I’ll message you). I haven’t written a fanfiction since I was 13 so I hope I wrote everyone in character enough I always worry about that. Hope you like and enjoy

and I may have slipped a little gay shipping in there shh


“Aaand that should be all, enjoy your new base guys…” the woman in purple stated ending the tour as her and the group of men behind her returned back to the main lobby of the base. She continued in a dispirited tone despite her rather upbeat talk during the guided tour, “you know, until we have to move again… in case someone blows it up until there’s nothing but dust…” Pauling sighed, exasperated as if she had to clean up the mess. She took another breath in before turning back to the group, “If there are any concerns, please. Please. Let me know, ok? So we can take care of it. Quickly. And not let it destroy the base or any person, ok?” She paused, praying that everyone understood. When they gave either sounds or motions of approval, she nodded, thankful, “Good. Now I have to hurry–”

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I’ll Always Be Around- Calum Hood

So I got this request by the lovely @choco-chip-cookie so tell me how you like it! I actually enjoyed writing this, and don’t worry it’s not super sad so please keep reading!!!

“If you died I’d hope you’d haunt me, ‘Cause you know I’d miss you bad…If there ever came a dark day, That crushed us out and took you away, I’d chase you to the end, I’d chase you to the end of the world…You know I’ll always be around, I’d never I’d never I’d never leave your leave your side….” -I’ll Always be Around, Waterparks (MUST LISTEN TO!)

“I’m totally kicking your ass!” Michael yelled, nudging Calum as his thumbs raced across the controller.

Calum was currently sitting on Mikey’s couch, playing some racing game, waiting for Y/n to get there so they could go out for dinner.

“I’m only letting you win. Now how would it look if I beat the infamous Michael Clifford, known for his incredible gamer skills? Just trying to prevent you from getting hurt” Calum laughed, nudging him back.

Calum looked at the clock. It was 6:30, meaning even if Y/n was running late she should be here by now. He pulled out his phone to call her, but suddenly his phone rang.


“Is this Calum Hood?” A woman asked in a very serious tone.

“Yes. Why?”

“I’m calling you concerning Y/FN Y/LN. You were listed as her emergency contact…”

“Is everything ok? Where is she?”

“Calum, I’m sorry. There was an accident. It appears Y/n hit a fuel truck, which exploded on impact. I’m sorry, but she’s gone. I’m sorry for your loss. We would like you to come down when you have a chance, just a few questions, and to pick up a few of her personal belongings.”

“Ya ok…” Calum hung up.

He leaned back down on the couch, unable to fully process what just happened.

“What’s up? Was that Y/n? Running late again?” Michael asked. He then paused the game, and turned to look at Calum and knew something was wrong. “What happened?”

“Car accident. She hit a fuel truck, there was an explosion. Mike, Y/n, Y/n is…she’s gone” Calum said, tears running down his face. Michael pulled him closer, to bring him into a hug.

“What? Gone? That's…no” Michael said, tears running down his face as well.

They sat like that for a long time. Crying uncontrollably. Michael called Luke and Ashton, people he knew Calum needed right now. They both rushed in, tears in their eyes as well, as they gave Calum a hug, saying they were sorry.

They sat in the living room for a long time, no one saying anything, each of them lost in their own thoughts, unable to believe what had happened to Y/n.

“A fuel truck. A fucking fuel truck” Calum said, breaking the silence.

“Yeah.” said Ashton.  

“That doesn’t even make any sense” Calum shouted.

“What do you mean? It could happen to anybody.” Luke said, trying to calm Calum down.

“Y/n wasn’t just anybody” Calum said.

“You know what he means mate. We all know she was special…” Michael said, voice low.

“No, that’s not what I meant. She was afraid of fuel trucks, her dad drove one remember? She knew how dangerous they were, and would go to any lengths to get as far away as possible from them as possible, even if that meant being late.” Calum said

“She must not have seen it, something must of happened, caused the accident. You’ll know more tomorrow mate” Ashton said.

“Yeah, and we’ll come with you to get her stuff ok?” Michael asked.

“Yeah….yeah ok” Calum said, giving up. With the anger and confusion now passing, pain and sorrow consumed him.

He stayed on the couch long after his friends left the room, going to the back bedrooms to get some sleep for the night. Calum felt froze in place, unable to move, and not really wanting to.

He thought of Y/n, her smile, her laugh, the way she bit her lip when she was thinking, the way she was so outspoken, and the way it felt to have her wrapped in his arms, their lips pressed together….

And now she was gone. This wasn’t something Calum could comprehend. After having this ray of sunshine, this angel, in his presence for so long, how could she just be gone?

These thoughts made Calum begin to cry. He did so until he finally fell asleep.

He woke up the next morning to Luke shaking him awake.

“Calum, Cal come on wake up” Luke said softly

“Mmmm…let me get Y/n-” He cut himself off, remembering what happened yesterday. “Oh shit. Luke, please tell me it was a dream”

“I’m sorry Cal…I wish it was…” Luke said, not able to look Calum in the eye. “Come on let’s go, we have to get her stuff”

When they got to the police station, after giving the officer the license number, he led them to what the officer referred to as “What was left of her car”.

When he reached her bashed in Honda, he couldn’t keep the tears from falling. He ran his fingers along the side, until he reached where the front of the car was completely bashed in. By looking at the damage, Calum wished her death was quick at least. He opened the passenger door, and did his best to open the glove compartment to get all she left there, along with the middle compartment. He found a bunch of her cds, lipgloss, and a little stuffed dog that he bought her long ago was still sitting in the cup holder.

“Calum…” Luke said

“Luke I really don’t think I could talk now…”

“No Calum. What did the woman tell you yesterday?”

“Y/n died. She died in a car crash. A fucking explosion Luke do you have to remind me?!”

“Yes an explosion, and what do you notice about this car?”

“The car? It’s damaged, completely bashed in-oh….the car is still here! Luke, she….she didn't…but where??”

Just then Calum’s phone rang.


“Calum, hi I thought I should personally call you. I’m deeply sorry. I was given mixed up information. You see, Y/n was involved in that accident yesterday, however her accident was caused by the panic caused by the accident causing the explosion. Y/n is alive, however she is in critical condition. She’s been in a coma since last night, the doctors believe she’ll wake up, but there’s no guarantees-”

“Thank you!” Calum hung up. “Come on Luke. She’s alive, she’s at the hospital. A coma, but we have to see her!”

When Calum finally reached the hospital, he ran to the desk, asking where Y/n was. He rushed to the room, and when he finally saw her, he felt an immense joy. Although she had gauze wrapped around her head, and a breathing tube in her nose, and looked so fragile and frail in that hospital bed connected to multiple machines, she was still the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He sat down next to her, holding her hand.

“Y/n…baby…I’m here…I thought you were dead, and a day later I find out you’re just playing sleeping beauty on me…” Calum laughed, tears running down his face. “I love you Y/n…so much….I can’t live without you….so that’s why you have to wake up love…please….I need you….”

He was answered only by the beeping of the machines.

“Please….” Calum said, kissing her forehead. “Please” He begged her sleeping form. The tears flowed harder now, he put his head down, laying it on her hand. “I love you…”

He felt her hand twitch.

“I love you too…” A weak voice said.

“Y/n??!!” Calum said, jumping up out of his seat.

“Hey….what happened…I…water…” Y/n choked out.

“It’s ok baby, or it will be. I thought you were dead, but no you’re right here with me. And I’m never ever leaving your side…” Calum explained while giving her some water.

“That wouldn’t be so bad…” Y/n grinned.

“Good. Because you have no choice” Calum laughed, kissing her lips, grateful to have his angel returned to him.


Author’s note: Thanks for reading! As always, comment, like, reblog, or request! Love you guys!! -Lydia

anonymous asked:

I never played the games and I saw yesterday that Otoya's father is actually Shining (yeah I'm very late in the news), I'm shocked lmao do you know if the games have other important info the anime didn't show?

Oh my, where do I even start… Tbh, the anime is the tip of the iceberg of what Utapri has to offer, plot-wise. Really, the games have lots of content and potential even if Broccol doesn’t explore it but lol what can we do. I highly suggest you to look up some reviews of the game routes so that you can get the most of it, details etc, it’s really interesting. Overall, I’ll just throw the basics under the Read More ^^

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anonymous asked:

Hi. Could you make me a Theo Raeken imagine in which he falls in love with y/n but he can't because he is working with the dread doctors but at the same time he can't stay away from her and she loves him too. They are at her house, just the two of them and he starts crying because the dread doctors said they would kill y/n if he didn't stay away from her and y/n conforts him and stuff? Lots of cuteness please

I’m sorry (Theo Raeken)

Theo had tried. He tried really hard to not fall for her. The girl with the charismatic smile, the contagious laugh, the beautiful soul, piercing eyes, straight A’s, and a heat of gold, a girl who seemed to have everything he ever wanted. He didn’t come here to fall in love. That wasn’t apart of the plan. But he couldn’t help himself.

After he had fell for her he did his best to avoid her not wanting to get her involved in the screwed up mess of his life. He didn’t make it far avoiding her because there was like a gravitational pull between the two. The feelings were mutual. Theo couldn’t give that up because it something he wanted. Something he craved. Something he knew he didn’t deserve but took the chance.

When he finally had the guts to ask her out and she said yes he figured that he could just keep her a secret from the doctors. That since she wasn’t apart of the pact that it wouldn’t matter. And he was right, for about four months he had kept her a secret. They had went on countless dates, they had movie night Fridays that specializes in cuddling, they had study dates, where one went you would usually get the other. They were stuck like glue. Everyone agreed that they were the cutest couple in school, always doing cute romantic things together not caring where they were. 

They were what everyone wanted until one night, the doctors had found out. They had threatened Theo that if he didn’t stay away from her they would kill the girl. That was his worst nightmare. He made his way to her house already in tears. This is the first time Theo had cried in years.

“Theo? Babe what’s wrong?” y/n asked when she opened the door.

y/n had previously known about the supernatural world seeing as her cousins were born werewolves, but even so Theo had kept her up to date with everything crawling in the night down Beacon Hills streets.

“I-I-I’m sorry.” he shook his head and sniffled, a lot.

“Come here.” she pulled him into a bone crushing hug and he held on tight. After a minutes in that position she pulled back and led him inside. They ended up on her bed with her rubbing his back as he continued to have quick unsteady breaths trying to calm down.

“Theo, you can tell me what happened.” he looked over at her and shook his head again.

“I am so sorry.” his breaths making the words sound like he was hiccuping. 

“Can you tell me what your sorry for?” she asked softly.

“They they told me t-that I had to-to stay away from you, or-or else…” he trialed off crying harder.

“Or else what baby?”

“They-they would k-k-kill you.” He cried into her shoulder as she held him.

“I am so sorry.” he mumbled into her shoulder. She shushed him calmingly.

“Hey, it’s okay.”

“No it’s not. y/n I have to break up with you.” he sniffled multiple times.

“Hey it’s going to be okay. I promise. One day when all of this is over you can come back to me okay?” he nodded as she ran her hands through his disheveled hair. 

“I love you so much.” his breath hitched.

“I love you too Theo.” she kissed his forehead since he was leaning on her.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do with out you.” he started wiping his tears.

“You are going to do whatever you have to do then if you still love me you can come back, I’ll wait.”

“You will?” he asked shocked.

“Of course I will Theo, what we have is special and I’m not giving it up that easily. Besides you make the happiest I’ve been in my entire life. No one else would ever come close to that.” she said and for the first time that night he smiled.

“You’re really perfect, you know that?”

“No I’m not Theo.” she giggled.

“You’re perfect for me.” he said truly meaning it.

After about another hour of talking Theo finally left. Giving her one last kiss for now. He walked out of her house feeling nothing but sorrow but the moment he entered his house it had all turned to rage. He had broken practically broken everything in his room before collapsing and crying himself to sleep. 

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Some Thoughts On Sherlock

because I am annoyed. ((SPOILERS.))

- Moriarty explicitly said things that were queer. Eurus explicitly said things that were queer. No one else did so. This is called queercoding. It is insidious. It should not have happened.

- The plot holes were gaping all over the place. John climbs out of a well, somehow managing to escape his chains with a rope. Sherlock has water-related trauma, but he didn’t even know about the well until John told him he was trapped in one, so he couldn’t have even had repressed traumatic memories about it. John is a doctor but can’t identify a bone beyond “small”, even though it’s human.

- Characterisation was all over the place throughout the episode, most notably and frustratingly with Eurus. Her ‘fear factor’ was amped up by her inability to feel - or rather, demonstrate the emotions she was feeling - and she’s played as a quasi-deity throughout, omnipotent and emotionless. But at the end of the episode she snaps into being an emotional wreck. There was no lead-up or foreshadowing of this moment. It could have worked, but written as it was, it felt jarring and stupid. She felt suddenly stupid. The idea that Sherlock would hug her as anything more than a ploy to get John back is OOC. The idea that she wouldn’t see through any such ploy and despise it is OOC. It was lame and rushed and badly done.

- References were made to Freddie Mercury, to Oscar Wilde - queer icons, both. Given the aforementioned queercoding, this just felt like being laughed at, like a bully taking a favourite book and reading out your favourite lines in a silly mocking voice. Hands off.

- The Three Garridebs, the men dangling outside the window. This is the Holmes story which, in the Doylian canon, contains these lines from Watson, after he’s been shot and Holmes rushes to his side: “It was worth a wound — it was worth many wounds — to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.” This is well-known as one of the most explicitly queer moments in the original literary canon. The show literally dangled the possibility of this story in front of the viewers - dangled it, visible through glass but untouchable, there but not there - and then dropped it into the sea. For queercoded villains, glass disappears. For potential queer stories, the glass stays firmly in place. Three hooks were baited with the potential for queerness, and then the bait fell to a pointless death, not coming to mean anything more than just a little experimentation, a little shock value. Symbolically, for those who would understand the significance, it was just cruel.

- What infuriates me is that all of these slights and digs are in the tiny details; in the subtext. In short, in the places where queer people are used to looking: where the queer viewership finds its hope. The writers knew queer watchers would have their eyes on the references and on the details, and they twisted so many of those details into a decidedly upraised middle finger. 

- “P.S. I know you two, and if I’m gone, I know what you could become.” This - this was the moment that could have changed everything. I admit I felt a little shocked leap of hope. I could even possibly have forgotten it all - the queercoding, the mocking references - if this final message from Mary had gone the way that I initially thought it would. But no. The message devolved into some overstated silliness about Holmes and Watson, the bros who solve crimes. I can’t remember a word of it. It was, frankly, some typically Moffat-esque self-insert self-love, and it only seems darkly appropriate that he was using a dead female character as his rhapsodising mouthpiece. “What a good job we’ve done with this story. How excellent these characters are. Look at this set. Look at them running. My god. We are good.” Enough. Give me something real and unpretentious or else leave Mary the hell alone.

Overall, I’m more than a little disgusted.

Crazy For You part 4 [The Joker x Harley]

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Summary: Harleen Quinzel can’t wait to sink her teeth into the Joker, unravel his elusive past, discover his secrets, and cure him in the process. But what she doesn’t realize is the Joker is equally excited to sink his teeth into her.
Author’s Note: Set in the suicide squad universe, before the movie

“You cannot be serious! He responded better to me than any of his past doctors, taking me off his case could potentially be damaging to the patient.”

“Dr. Quinzel he attempted to kill you no less than an 6 hours ago, how on earth do you describe that as “responding well”. No, I’m sorry, but the Joker is no longer your patient. He will return to the incurable list.”

“He didn’t try to kill me though! He didn’t even try to leave the building! Sir, just give me another chance.”

“I watched the video tape of your session, he spent the entire time trying to make you afraid of him.”

“But he did answer a few of my questions!”

“Look, it’s late Dr. Quinzel. Go home, get some rest, and when you come back in the morning we will assign you another patient. Goodnight.”

Dr. Arkham dismissed Harleen with a wave of his hand. It took all she had in her not argue further, but if she did that, she might have lost he job as well.


It was very late in the night when Harleen arrived back home to her small single bedroom apartment. She lived only five minutes away from the asylum, her entire existence revolved around that place. Now that the patient she had been waiting to study was taken from her, she couldn’t see much of a future there. Maybe it was time to move on, maybe work in a hospital, a change of pace.

She tossed her keys on the counter, and slumped in front of the tv she never had the chance to set up. the wires lay useless on the floor. She felt as useless as they did.

Then the phone rang.

Harleen jumped, it was 2:00am in the goddamn morning, who would be calling at this hour.


She answered the phone.

“Dr. Quinzel? Is that you?”

A rushed, and scared sounding voice reached her ear.

“Yes? Who is this?”

“It’s Dr. Cadwell”

Dr. Cadwell? She was the second in command to Dr. Arkham, why was she calling her?

“Dr. Quinzel we need you back here right now, please hurry.”

“Wait, what’s going on?”

“It’s the Joker, it’s all very serious, come as quickly as you can.”

The line went dead, and she knew she should be worried, but all she could think was this was the second chance she needed, whatever it was, she could fix it. 


Harleen flew through the main doors of the asylum, and was immediately greeted by one of the many guards.

“Dr. Quinzel, come quick, you’re needed in the basement.”

“The basement? Really?”

“Yes, please hurry up!”

Harleen dashed after the guard, pulse rapid. they ran past crowds of personal lumped together in the hallway. the same expression of nervous fear on all of their faces, but she didn’t care. Anticipation mixed with excitement almost made her forget that she was most likely being called in to calm the Joker down from whatever state he was in, meaning she had to be calm.

She took deep breaths the entire elevator ride down to the basement, while the guard next to her fidgeted nervously.

“This is as far as I go.”

The seasoned guard told her trying to sound professional, but his voice squeaked.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not allowed to go any farther, I can’t explain, you don’t have much time. Just go down the hallway straight in front of us and to the left, there you’ll find the Joker’s cell, just go.”

Harleen did as she was told practically sprinting down the hallway, and the one to the right. What loomed in front of her looked nothing like any of the other cells in the asylum, no this looked like a steel shipping container with a door. She slowed to a walk as she approached it, totally in awe. She was transfixed in her thoughts imagining what sort of things the four walls of this room, excited that she was about to find out.

The door hung open, slightly off it’s hinges. She couldn’t imagine what had been strong enough to do that, and she wondered which side the blow came from, the inside or the outside?

Cautiously stepping inside, the scene she discovered was not one she had been expecting. Two guards lay dead on the floor, all the blood they had in their bodies she was sure was covering the floor at her feet, and standing in the middle of the room was the Joker. He held a long silver knife to the throat of no other than Dr. Arkham.

“Hiya Doc! So nice of you to come!”

“Mr. Joker, how are you?”

“Well right now I am fan-fucking-tastic!”

“Was that sarcasm?”

“Yes and no.”

“Mr. Joker, you’re holding a knife to my boss right now, I’m going to need you to be a little more direct, and explain to me how this happened.”

Harleen took a few more slow steps toward the Joker. He began to laugh.

“You act as if you’re trying to sneak up in a bomb, but the funny part is you kind of are. Any minute now I could slit the throat of the precious Dr. Arkham, and it all depends on how you handle this situation. I love it.”

“On with the story Mr. Joker.”

“Whatever you say Doll. Well I was being taken back to my sad little cell tonight by these two lovely men”

He gestured to the dead bodies on the floor.

“They were the kind that liked to push me around, and threaten me, you know the type, but they said the most fascinating tidbit, which I thought couldn’t possibly be true, but turns out it is.”

“What did they say Mr. Joker?”

“They said you quit being my doctor, and then I learn that our session tomorrow is cancelled. I do not appreciate being ignored sweetheart. So naturally I got a bit angry, and when i get angry it doesn’t generally turn out great for the people near me, meaning those guards. You should have seen their horrified faces when I pulled this knife, oh how I laughed!”

“Where exactly did you get the knife?”

“So, is it true Doc? Did you quit on me? Because I was having a good time! I like making you laugh…”

He trailed off, the last bit his sentence he said almost seductively. Was he trying to seduce her?

“I didn’t quit Mr. Joker-”

“Oh! My my my, I do not like liars!”

Joker tightened his grip on the knife held to Dr. Arkham’s throat, a beed of ruby red blood fell from where the tip pierced his skin.

“I’m not lying, I was forced out of the position.”

“Then tell me, by whom dear?”

“You’re holding a knife to his throat.”

Dr. Arkham’s eyes bulged out of his head, appalled she had the nerve to tell the truth.

“So the good doctor here, huh? Then what’s stopping me froming killing him right now?”

Joker smiled intensely, glee at the thought of yet another murder gleamed in his eyes.

“What’s stopping you is what you want. If you kill him, I’ll never be your psychiatrist again-”

“Is that a threat!”

“No, You need to stop villainizing me, I won’t be your doctor because I’ll be fired, but if you let him go right now, I’ll be in the room with you tomorrow, all alone. Isn’t that right Dr. Arkham?”

“Yes! Yes, she’ll be your doctor for as long as you want her!”

He gasped, practically begging for his pathetic little life. Part of her wished there was nothing she could do to stop Joker from killing him, but at that statement, Joker dropped him to the ground.

“There, that ‘s wasn’t so hard now was it Doctor?”

Joker had bent down next to Dr. Arkham, gently stroking him balding head.

“Just one more thing…”

He smashed his head into the stone wall, to the shock of Harleen.

“He’ll be fine, I just wanted some privacy.”

Joker purred stepping closer to her with every word, until he was directly in front of her. Close enough for her to feel his breath on her face. Slowly he took her chin into his fingertips, tilting her head ever so slightly so his lips brushed her ear.

“That excited you, didn’t it Doc? You have so much potential, and I intend to show it to you. Consider me your doctor.”

He let her go, and stepped back to spread out on his cot.

“You can go now, unless you want to join me?”

“The Romans” Chapter 14 (I’ll Tell You What Love Is)

HEYYYY DERSHA FAM!!!!!! HERE IS CHAPTER 14. FINALLY!!! I Know I Said that I wouldn’t write anymore long chapters but that was clearly a lie. What can I say I’m untrustworthy lol. But I hope you guys enjoy  reading!

The room was filled with tension as Mary stood on one side of the empty waiting room and the rest of the family sat on the other side. Ziggy had finally showed up to the hospital and it was obvious that Mary was the outsider. The room was dead silent when the doctor on duty came into the waiting area for just a quick second to speak with one of the nurses at the front desk.
“Excuse Me” Came Mary sassy voice. “Excuse me yes we’ve been here a half and hour now and there is still no word on my mothers condition.” What the hell is taking so long?“ Derek got annoyed every time he heard her voice and quite frankly so did Cyrus. Cyrus loved his daughter but sometimes he wished she had just a little bit more tact.
"Listen Mary, I'm not about to sit here and listen to you talking all loud" Cyrus declared.
"Daddy they need to tell us something. Y'all not gone push my mama to the side like she cant afford the best care here”.
Ahsha rubbed Derek’s back seeing him start to clench his jaw. She took his hand a squeezed it tight. Derek looked to her and smiled knowing exactly what she was trying to do. She knew him all too well.
“Hello m’am I’m Dr. Nixon and I just left your mothers room. We’re still trying to get her blood pressure to go down. As soon as we do I’ll come out and let you all know when you can go back to see her.” The doctor said in a polite tone.
“Look man do whatever y'all can to help her. This is one if not the best hospital’s in LA. We have the money so do whatever you need to do to make sure she walks out of her. My son has the money to pay for it all” Mary answered to the doctor as if she had made every penny of Derek’s money herself and Derek was now sitting there in shocked. The doctor remain professional and shook Mary’s hand.
“Ill make sure we’re doing everything we can”. Now you could slightly hear Ahsha in the background trying to calm Derek down from exploding.
“No that’s bullshit
"Derek calm down
"No I’ll be damn if I sit here and.….suddenly Mary heard the two and addressed them.
"Excuse me, what did you have to say to me boy?” Derek now stood up and Ahsha stood u in the same motion stepping in front of him.
"What the hell are you even talking about money for? Derek spat
“Wait a minute Derek please not here”. Gigi begged.
“Seriously, how do you do that?” Derek asked
“Now Derek calm down that’s enough. This is your mother” Cyrus chimed in.
“No, you know what my mother is in that hospital room back there fighting for her life. That’s the only mother I’ve ever known and you know that.” Derek said as a matter of fact pointing in the directions of all the patience rooms.
“No it’s okay daddy, we’re all grown. Derek can ask me whatever he needs to ask me” How do I do what?“ Mary asked almost raising her voice.
"How do you turn yourself on and off like that?” You try to come up in here like you care when no one has seen you for mouths.“ Derek spat.
"Well the last time I checked you and your little wife wasn't checking for me”. Mary said matching his tone walking closer to both Ahsha and Derek.
Derek stepped in front of Ahsha placing his had over her stomach in a protective matter. There was no way in hell Derek would let Mary’s toxic energy come close to his daughter.
“And that still remains true, but what about you being their for your sister, your nephew, your father, or your mother”. Now you wanna show up for some attention. Talking about “don’t worry my son can pay for it all”. You know Im convinced that you get off on being able to brag on “your son” the one you never gave a damn about just cause you think it makes you look go. “New flash Mary use that son shit very loosly, because we’ve been here before and I already know what you want.”
“Nobody wants anything from you Derek I’m here because I love my mother”. Mary stated in a tone that was overzealous. If anyone had been listening they would have probably given Mary an Oscar but Derek saw right through this acting performance.
“Love? You don’t love anybody. You’re incapable! You know what love is? Love is being able to have dinner with both sides of your families, love is letting family stay with you as they want to to better themselves, love is going to doctors appointments and holding your loved ones hand during their pain, love is being able to share news with your family and not running to the tabloids with the information to get paid for a story and love is me being able to feel the connection I have with my daughter just by being in my wife’s presence. We’ve shared a lot of love amongst each other and I don't recall you being around for any of it.”Ahsha was holding onto her husbands arm feeling him tense in every muscle. Mary was stumped she had nothing to say so she did
what she always does, flee the scene. And just like that Mary was gone again. After Derek finally calmed his temper he needed to talk to Cyrus.
“Hey babe take a seat here I need to talk to pops” Derek said to Ahsha
“Okay Derek fine, but before you talk to him you need to calm down”. Ahsha said rubbing his shoulder. Ahsha didn’t know but in this very moment she was calming him down even further.
“Okay I hear you” Derek said placing his hands on his hips. Soon he and Cyrus briefly left the waiting room to go speak about Jade’s health.
“Pops What happen?” Derek asked in a harsher tone then he intended.“ Why didn't you tell me her health was declining? Every time I talk to you you make things seem like they’re fine”.
"They are fine Derek. Look this is my wife why the hell would I hide her health issues when we’re trying to get her to progress?”
“Then what happen today dad?” Derek asked now starting to feel emotion build up in his chest. Cyrus took a deep breath before giving Derek the final news.
“What happen today wasn’t because of the cancer. Your aunt and I had just gotten home from Jade getting another blood transfusion. The doctors wanted her to stay afterwards for observation but you know her she’s stubborn as hell. So I brought her home and I put her in bed to rest. She got up to go the the restroom not knowing how weak she was feeling and she stumbled and hit her head on the bathroom sink. Your aunt and I heard the crash and we ran upstairs to find her on the floor.” Cyrus said with a overwhelmed look on his face. Before Derek could get out another word he suddenly notice Cyrus face change for the worst. Derek noticed Cyrus looking just slightly past him and he turned around to see Ahsha’s arm around Gigi’s shoulder as Gigi’s face was stained in tears. Cyrus and Derek quickly rushed to the two.
“What’s Wrong?” Cyrus asked
“What Happened?” Derek followed.
“Dr. Nixon just let me know that mama fell into a coma” Gigi burst into tears and almost fell to the floor where Cyrus caught her.
Neither Derek or Ahsha was prepared for the outcome of this.



The baby shower was today and the Roman family was trying to keep their spirits high as they still had the shocking tale of events on their mind between Jade being in a coma and Derek and Mary’s argument. But of course this was Sloane’s first grand baby so the show was going on regardless. She was so ready. Aunt Gigi decided to finish helping Sloane with the decorations as she and Sloane was suppose to be doing things together. But with her mom being in the hospital she just couldn’t focus on anything else. Ahsha understood that she needed to be with Jade in this moment but she was forever grateful of all the effort that she help put into the baby shower.Derek, Ziggy and Pete were away at Terrence’s house a he decided to throw Derek a man shower as the men weren’t allowed at the baby shower. Everyone was in attendance.
Terrence condo was full of their teammates, male celebrities such as actors and ballers from other teams that Derek had befriended over the years and even his agent and lawyer Jerry and Terry as they had become really close with Derek and Ahsha because of dealing with their personal and professional affairs. Meanwhile just  across town Ahsha was upstairs in her bedroom with Sloane helping her get dressed and ready before the guest arrived. Gigi knocked on the door to tell the ladies she was off to the hospital and she kissed Ahsha on the cheek leaving her gift behind. Ahsha’s heart was really greatful as she sent Gigi off.
“Derek and I will try to make it by this evening”. Ahsha assured.
“I know but Ahsha if you’re too tired after all the events don't push yourself, you know my niece will gets fussy in their” Aunt Gigi giggled.
“Yes I know” Ahsha cooed still sitting on the bed in her robe. Sloane thanked Gigi and they were ready to get on with the festivities. Sloane sat on the bed next to Ahsha.
“Finally alone with my sweetie” Sloane cooed hugging Ahsha tightly in here arms.
“I know! You know I have to get my time alone with you before the guest arrive”. Ahsha and Sloane grabbed hands and touched foreheads. Ahsha was still a mama's girl and she just knew she and her daughter would be the same way. She couldn’t wait to take all the love and care that Sloane poured into her over the years and give every ouch to her baby.
"Ahsha how do you feel today, isn't this so beautiful and exciting?” Ahsha took a deep breath.
“Yes it is, even though everything is going on I still woke up really happy today. When I woke up I just felt good for some reason”.
“I know why!” Sloane sang
“Why?” Ahsha inquired.
“Because that’s how daughters makes mothers feel. Much like how I felt rushing over here to get to you. You should have seen your father trying to slow me down.” Sloane teased.
“What would I do without you?” Ahsha asked her mother with an adoring smile.
“Lose your mind and drive Derek even crazier” Sloane laughed. “Alright come on little girl lets get ready”. Ahsha got up from the bed.
"Okay I’m gonna take my shower now?”. Could you bring my dress from the closet?“
"Yes I got everything Ahsha just go take your shower”. Sloane assured. Sloane grabbed the flowy gold crystaled covered gown from the closet. Ahsha had it custom made just for this occasion. It mocked the gown of the princess from Coming to America while singing she’s your queen to be. The colors for the baby shower were royal red, gold  and black. Ahsha finally finished her shower and Sloane met her in front of her vanity mirror. Ahsha did her makeup and Sloane help her put curls in her hair. Sloane pulled the top half of her hair back and the back of her hair flowed with waterfall curls. Sloane finished her hair by adding the finishing peice. She placed the gold
diamond head jewelry on the crown of Ahsha’s head that Derek bought her to match her gown. Slaone looked at her daughters appearence in the mirror and was in love.
“Yea, you’re definitely my daughter” Sloane said wrapping her arms around Ahsha’s shoulders in a teasing voice. Complimenting her daughter on her beauty. Ahsha smiled and laughed as she grabbed onto Sloane’s arm that was wrapped around her.
“Okay I need to get dress, can you zip me up?” Ahsha walked over to the bed. She unzipped her dress and stepped inside of the gown.
Sloane smiled to herself as this moment reminded her of Ahsha’s wedding day. She had zipped many dresses up for Ahsha. Going to church as a little girl, going to the prom in high school, on her wedding day and now for her baby shower. This was truly a wonderful reflecting moment for the mother.
“Wheww its kinda snug” Ahsha laughed. Looking at her belly in the mirror.
“It fits perfectly honey”. Sloane added. “Now lets go downstairs the guest will be arriving any minute now”.
As the guest arrived. Ahsha went downstairs to the kitchen area to sample some food as baby girl was a little antsy to eat. As all of her friends and coworkers showed up Ahsha felt great. Everyone was coming out to celebrate the new addition to her family and she felt overjoyed. The women started playing baby games and of course Kyle was the competitive one. Ahsha could only giggle at her best friend but she was having so much fun. Ahsha began opening the gifts and their was a lot of great things for
the baby. Kyle bought her a blinged out Chanel stroller that was black with red stitching and Ahsha loved it the most. Ahsha squeal in excitement when she saw it.
“Hey what I say yawl, I know what my Carebear likes”. Kyle stood and took her props for the awesome gift. Ahsha also got a lot of gift for herself. Of course she got a couple of pieces of lingerie so that in between feeding she could also take care of her man and Ahsha thought it was sweet. All the women were having a great time laughing and talking about the gifts and there was so many Ahsha was tired of looking through them all.
“Okay I think that was the last one” Ahsha sang
“But there’s just one more” Came a deep voice walking into the room and Ahsha didn’t have to look up to know it was the father to be.
“Heyyyyy We Said it, No boys allowed.” Kyles said hitting Terrence on his chest as he entered behind Derek. Derek walked over to his wife helped her stand up.
“If I could have everyone follow us to the front” Derek asked the guest. Derek lead Ahsha to the front door and when she looked out into the driveway her mouth flew open.
“For you Mrs. Roman”. Derek cooed into her neck with his hands wrapped around her waist. Derek had gotten Ahsha a brand new white G Wagon with a big red bow wrapped on top.
“Awwww Derek. Now I feel bad I didn't get you anything”. Ahsha whined.
You’re already giving me something that money cant buy and that’s greater then anything in this world”. Derek said while rubbing her belly. “By the way you look gorgeous baby” Derek said grabbing her hand and turnig her around getting in her full appearance.
“UGRRHHHH UGRR UGRR!”Terrence said clearing his throat. “But you know The God father didn’t forget out you”. Terrence opened the back seat and the trunk of the G Wagon and took Ahsha’s hand leading her closer. Derek crossed his arms and smiled at everyone showering his family with love. Terrence had gotten the baby an all white leather snake skin car seat from Versace’s young Versace line. These car seats were limited addition. But that wasn’t all Terrence got Ahsha and Derek both Louis Vuitton baby luggage for the hospital. Ahsha of course thought it was a little flashy but would always cherrish the things that people went out fo their way to do for
her. Ahsha hugged Terrence tight.
"Thank you so much Tee” I see who else is gonna be her favorite". Ahsha teased. Kyle nudge Terrence in the side.
“Why you trying to outdo my gift. Oh on her first Christmas and birthday its on." Kyle challenged
"Bring it on!” Terrence teased Kyle back. Ahsha laughed at the two and shook her head. Soon the guest were eating and everyone was taking picture with both the parents to be. Another great event had happened in the Roman household. They were making wonderful memories.


Two weeks had went by Ahsha had finally got everything together and put away in the babies room, gifts included. Derek was on his way back in town from his away game and Ahsha was anxious for him to get back. With her being so close to her due date she hated that Derek had to leave town to play basketball but this was the last away game of the season. Of course Ahsha was nervous about Derek leaving but in true Ahsha fashion she told him not to worry when he offered to not go. Inside she was shitting bricks every second he was away thinking everytime her baby kicked her water would break. She had made it and Derek was getting off his plane to come home. She had spent the last three days with Sloane and Derek’s family. Ahsha was in the kitchen when she heard her phone ringing. She looked down and it was her husband on face time.
“Hey Daddy” Ahsha sang.
“Hey Mrs. Roman, what are you doing?”
Nothing I just got home from the hospital with Cyrus and Ziggy”.
“How is everyone?” Derek’s heart was warm that his wife took the time out with his family when he couldn’t.
“Everyone is good, Jade is still fighting. Cy seems to be doing okay. The doctors are saying all of her vital signs are good she just has to wake up” Ahsha said taking a deep breath.
“And she will, I know she will” Derek said in a calm voice while closing his eyes.
“Hurry up and get home to me” Ahsha said and before Derek could respond. Ahsha dropped the phone and curse harshly.
“Ahhhh Ouch! Ouch Ouchh!!!!! She yelled.
"Ahsha what’s happening what’s wrong?” Derek now alert and all in his phone trying to see what was going on with his wife’s abrupt locomotion.
“Baby did you hit yourself? Answer Me!” Derek demanded.
Ahsha grabbed her phone and she was now taking deep breath while holding the side of her ribs.
"Derek I’m fine” Ahsha insisted.
“No you’re not fine, what the hell just happened.” Derek said in a tone that said she better not be lying to him.
“Nothing just…. The baby has been kicking me in my ribs lately. Hard” Ahsha said still catching her breath.
“In your ribs! Ahsha that’s not good. Have you called Dr. Phyllips and told her?”
“No” Ahsha admitted.
“No and why not, the baby could be breached or something.” Derek said in a worried tone.
“No Derek she’s not breached, calm down.”
“Well we’re sure as hell about to find out” Derek said in a final tone.
“Derek don't call her its fine… AHHHHHHHHHH” Ahsha screamed again. From the kick in the same spot. Her rib was beginning to feel sore.
“Ahsha I cant believe you didn't tell me this was happening”
“Well look how you’re talking to me right now.” Ahsha frown back into the screen. Derek understood then that he needed to check his tone.
He didn’t want Ahsha to feel like he was mad at her he was just worried about her and he wasn’t translating that in the right way.
“Look I’ll see you when you get home” Ahsha uttered
“Ahsha you better not dare hang up this phone from me”. Ahsha rolled her eyes with a slight tear hearing the alpha tone in her husbands voice and she figured that she needed to not be stubborn. Ahsha started to walk upstairs to their bedroom and she laid down on their bed slowly not to stretch her muscles where her ribs were.
“Okay Mrs. Roman just breath”. Derek cooed taking a softer tone that Ahsha could appreciate. “I just had my assistant call Dr. Phyllips and she said she’ll meet us at the house in twenty minutes. I'm five minutes away baby can you just wait for me to get there" Derek questioned.
“Yes baby I can” Ahsha assured now truly in pain thinking that she should have told her husband what was going on before. Derek was right they needed to make sure everything was okay with the baby.
Derek finally arrived home to fine Ahsha laying in the same spot. He walked over to her and sat on the bed next to her.
Hey Ahs, Dr. Phyllips should be here in a minute…………But how long has this been happening?” Derek inquired.
“Just for the last three days”
“Ahs this isn't okay. Derek said rubbing the side of her leg.” Look I'm sorry I got upset earlier you just worried me" Derek said kissing the top of her head. Ahsha didn’t take it personal she knew her husband was the type to react first and ask questions later. Soon Dr. Phyllip showed up with her traveling medical kit and her assistant. After they got everything hooked up Ahsha laid on the travel bed and they first did an ultrasound.
“Okay you two everything looks normal, the baby is still in her proper position”. Both Derek and Ahsha took a deep breath.
“So why am I having these pains then” Ahsha asked.
“Well Ahsha it’s pretty normal during the the last trimester of pregnancy to have a few pains but what this all boils down to is that shes just getting a little
cramped in there.”

“Cramped? Derek asked almost laughing
"Yes Mr. Roman when she kicks your wife she just trying to fine some exra space in there but there is none. Nine times out of ten she’s just getting a little agitated with the now lack of space as she’s grown bigger.”
“Okay well is their anything we can do to help ease the soreness afterwards?” Derek asked.
"Well maybe just taking a hot bath to relax the muscels, or any kind of water theraphy will help.” Dr. Phyllips concluded. This made perfect since to Derek as that’s exactly what helped him after a hard day of practice.
“Okay, I think I just need to continue getting a little rest. I think the more active I am the more active she becomes so I’l just slow down a little”
Ahsha concluded.
“Okay great, and please if you two need anything at all don't hesitate to call me….."That means you Ahsha.” Dr. Phyllips and Derek chuckled at her teasing Ahsha.
“Okay I wont” Ahsha said rolling her eyes playfully. Derek walked the doctor and her assistant out and he was so relieved that everything was fine with both of his girls. After Dr. Phyllips left Derek allowed Ahsha to sleep for an hour. He went downstairs to his private jacuzzi area that was behind his weight room. This was the place that he would come to relax after a practice, training sessions, or after a game. He set the temperature to a warm setting that would help his wife relax. He went back upstairs and Derek hovered over his wife’s sleeping body and kissed her on the forehead.
“Wake up Sleepyhead? Derek cooed.
"Derek I don’t want to” Ahsha said in a groggy voice. Derek smiled and sat next to her motionless body.
“I know Ahs, but I have something to make you feel better I promise” Derek suggested. “Come On Dr. Phyllips says a little water therapy will relax your muscles.”
Ahsha finally rolled over to look at Derek. Ahsha looked exhausted. Derek had never seen his wife look so tired even after a long practice. As she came closer and closer to her due date the more Ahsha was just over it.
“Derek please I don’t have the energy right now, I just want to lay in bed.” Ahsha protested
“I know you do but If you lay here you’ll only feel worst so I started the jacuzzi downstairs.” Ahsha eyes went wide when her husband said downstairs.
“Downstairs!?!” Are you crazy, didn’t you hear me say I was too tired and you want me to go all the way downstairs?“ Derek took a deep breath because he knew he needed to have patience with his stubborn pregnant wife. He decided the longer he negotiated with her the more she’d put up a fight so at this moment he decided to take action. Derek went into the bathroom and took off his clothes and put his robe on. He walked back into the bedroom and lightly took the covers off of his wife. He started to strip her naked from her bottom half and grabbed her arms to have her sit up.
"Alright Ahsha come on baby sit up for me” He said softly. Ahsha realized she had to oblige because her husband was no longer taking no for an answer. Ahsha sucked air between her teeth because her ribs still felt a little sore. “Owww slow slow slow babe”. Ahsha sat up and rubbed the sides of her belly. Derek lifted her shirt over her head and unstrapped her bra. He grabbed her champagne silk robe and Ahsha put her arms in both sleeves wrapping it closed. She placed her arm around Derek’s neck and he swept her up in his arms and carried her downstairs. They reached the private jacuzzi area and Derek placed her on the edge to sit down. The dim lights from the room shined in the blue water causing the waters reflection to cast on Ahsha’s skin.
“Baby put your feet in and tell me if its too hot” Derek intructed. Ahsha then put both of her feet in.
Turn the temperture down just a little” Ahsha asked now rubbing her belly yawning. Derek punched the numbers to adjust then temperature and he walked over to Ahsha.
He sat directly behind her placing his legs on either side of her. Now all they had to do was wait for the temperature to lower. Derek started to massage her shoulders with his firm loving hands and he could see his wife was tense.
“Ummmm Derek that feels so good” Ahsha closed her eyes and tried to focus on something else but her pain in her sides.
“I’m gonna make sure you feel a lot better after we’re done babe”. Derek continued to massage he. "Hey don't ever try to hide your pains from me, I wanna help”. Derek said in a sincere voice. Ahsha rubbed Derek’s leg.
“I know Derek”. Derek then began rubbing either side of her stomach.
“Damn Mrs. Roman you’re ready to pop” Derek chuckled kissing her cheek.
“I know I already feel like a whale and your daughter is complaining about lack of space in there. Its getting hectic” Ahsha giggled.
“Well daddy’s gonna take care of everything. You ready to get in?” Derek questioned.
“Yea I think so” Ahsha said now excited about this pamper session about to happen with her loving husband. Derek untied his robe revealing his naked body and pulled Ahsha’s down while caressing her shoulders exposing all of her pregnant glory;the sight that he adored. Ahsha took a seat inside the jecuzzi and Derek stood in front of her. He placed his hands on his hips and examine her body with his eyes with a concerned look on his face.
“Okay Ahs tell me what hurts?” Derek asked. Ahsha chuckled.
“Derek I’m pregnant, everything hurts”.
“Ahsha I’m serious” Derek laughed.
“I am too Derek” Ahsha shot him a look back. Derek shook his head and smiled. He grabbed one of her feet and started to massage it underneath the water. Derek took his time tenderly massaging her ankles and toes. Ahsha placed her hand on her belly and looked down and furrowed her face.
“Look at my feet! They’re so fat and swollen.” Derek then smiled and planted a kiss on her toes. Ahsha looked at her husband and smiled back. He moved up her legs and firmly rubbed her calf muscles. Ahsha enjoyed her husbands strong hands feeling her body with his loving control. Derek eyed her naked body and right now he didn’t see his wife as a sexual being for all of his desires. He saw his wife, the mother of his unborn child, the women who has always been there for him and the person who always took care of him. This women had done so much for him that he would spend a lifetime showing his love to her. Derek started to work his way up to Ahsha’s round belly an tried to be as gentle as possible. He gently pushed down on Ahsha ribs and massaged them like a basketball in his fingetips.
“I can’t believe we’re having a baby” Ahsha said closing her eyes again getting comfortable with Derek’s techniques.
“I know, sometimes its still surreal”. Derek added.
“Its like you’re married one day and expecting a baby the next. Sometimes I wonder how we got here so fast”. Ahsha giggled.
Derek’s eyes widen at his wife’s comment. “What do you mean how we got here so fast. Im just glad we didnt get here faster because we definatly could have.” Derek added.
“Faster?” Ahsha raised a brow.
“Yes Faster Ahsha”. I mean I'm just glad were happily married and ready so we can do it the right way. I'm really not that shocked. We were reckless while we were dating".
“Derek we weren't that bad” Ahsha rolled her eyes.
“Ahsha the first time we had sex was on top of the Ferrari and it was unprotected. We’re literally the couple who has sex on cars, in jacuzzi’s, and against open Vegas windows. We even use to have sex to "fake breakup”. Derek said the last part with his hands in quotation.
“Excuse me, Fake breakup?” Ahsha said almost laughing
“Yes Fake! You know you weren’t leaving me for good” Derek cooed in a cocky tone. “And lets not even talk about what happen in your wedding dress.” Ahsha cut his trip down memory lane short.
“Okay Derek you’re right she did come at the right time.” Ahsha said having to agree with her husband.
Derek leaned forward and kissed Ahsha on the lips and Derek pulled her closer so he could kiss her back tenderly. “I know I’m right. I love you.”
“I love you too”. Ahsha wrapped her arms around her husbands neck. Derek started to massage the sides of her stomach again.
“Stop grinning so hard, you didn't even want to get out of bed”. Derek teased. “When did you get so spoiled?” Derek laughed
“I’m not spoiled, you’re the one whose spoiled Derek Roman” Ahsha said back.
“Hey I don’t deny that my women takes good care of me” Derek raised his brow.
I know I know but she just responds to you so well baby. She’s so…..calm”. The way you make me calm". Ahsha said as her heart swelled with her husband.
“Funny your the opposite for me”. Derek looked Ahsha in her doe eyes.“You drive me wild”. Derek meant that in the best way possible. Ever since he met Ahsha she did something to him that made his heart race and nothing had changed. Nothing ever will. Derek worked his hands masterfully on the parts of her neck that were filled with tension and Derek was right Ahsha started feeling a lot better.
“Ummmm I’m so glad Dr. Phyllips suggested this water therapy. My muscles definitely feel relaxed now”.
“Yea but she didn’t suggest the full body massage that was all me” Derek placed his hands on either sides of her legs and placed a tender kiss on her shoulder.
“Um speaking of massage, I think you missed a spot”. Ahsha said pulling Derek inwards by his lowers back so that his penis would bump against her vagina. Derek chuckled deep in his chest “You just dont quit do you women?” Ahsha that’s only gonna get us in more trouble. “We’re gonna skip that department for tonight but I promise I’ll make it up to you once your feeling completely better.” Derek said with good intentions.
“But Derek that’s gonna make me feel better” Ahsha grabbed her husbands neck and placed kisses on it.
“Ahsha it sounds like a good idea now but if I put my attention there it’ll start out as a nice pleasurable massage that’ll end up hurting you in the end and you’re not putting that blame on me. Ahsha you know how the both of us get.” Derek said trying to protest while his wife was now licking his ear. He never thought he’d turn down sex with his wife but in this case sex was not what her body needed right now with the soreness in her ribs.
“Derek lets just take it slow then” Ahsha suggested
“Says the women who always wants it harder and faster” Derek chuckled. Ahsha smacked him in the arm.
“Derek ughh you are so annoying, I cant believe you’re scared” Ahsha challenged.
“I'm not scared but you definitely should be” Derek chuckled not letting his wife make him change his mind. He picked her up and carried her out of the water. Ahsha would defiantly be thankful.


As the days were getting closer to Ahsha’s due date The Romans were trying everything in their power to stay in a relaxing environment. On this particular night Ahsha was in the bathroom at the sink cleaning her face and brushing her teeth as she was talking to Derek about her day with Kyle. Ahsha went on and on laughing at the things Kyle said that she barley noticed that her husbands mind was somewhere else. Ahsha was laughing all too hard when she finally addressed Derek with a question.
“Isnt she crazy?” Ahsha got no answer. She turned around to quickly glance at him and Derek was deep in thought. She walked over to their french bathtub. Ahsha sat on the edge of the tub as her husband laid back with his face furrowed.
“Hey, what’s that look on your face?” Ahsha questioned. Derek snapped out of his daze upon hearing Ahsha’s second question.
“Huh? What face?” Derek asked.
“You look stress, talk to me” Ahsha looked into her husbands eyes with concern in her own. Derek sat up in the the tub and wrapped his arms around Ahsha’s waist and rested his head on her lap.
“Nah I was just thinking about the last conversation I had with my mother.” Derek admitted
“What about it?” Ahsha asked curiously as she caressed Derek’s back.
“Nothing just…… As I replay all the things we both said to each other in my head I realized something.”
“What’s that?”
“I realize that us having this baby has made me let go of any ill feeling towards my mom. I just cant hold that in anymore”. As Ahsha listen she carefully examine her husbands tone and to her surprise he was calm. This moment was the exact parallel of when she bath Derek after he spazzed out at the bar. They had just decided to move on in their lives accepting Mary’s absence and then they soon found out about Jade’s illness. This was a very low point for Derek but tonight was different Ahsha didn’t see a low in her husbands eyes or hear it in his tone.
“What made you realize this babe?” Ahsha said looking down to the floor biting her bottom lip.
“Look Ahsha we’re having this baby any day now and that just has me thinking, how can I bring my daughter into this world with anger in my heart. I need to be able to give her all the love she deserves. And to do that I had to break through this last barrior.” Derek confessed. Ahsha heard her husbands words and it was just like him. When it came to the ones he loved he was selfless and Ahsha had seen this side in him many times before. Ahsha grabbed his chin and made Derek look into her eyes.
“Derek look at me. You’re going to be the best father this little girl can have. She loves you so much already. When you two first lock eyes shes not gonna see your anger from your past, she’ll see exactly what I see in you……… Love”. Derek leaned forward and kissed his wife on the lips softly.
“Ahsha Roman…… are my biggest support system. I love you”
“I love you to Derek, and she will too”. Ahsha concluded


The next day Derek woke up feeling really postive that his day would be great. After the reassuring talk that he and Ahsha had the night before he felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulder. He decided that he wanted to do something special for Cyrus so early before practice he picked Cyrus up from home and brought him back to the mansion. Derek and Ahsha both offered Cyrus to stay with them until Jade came home from the hospital but being the head Roman in the clan he was even more stubborn then Derek could ever be. After bringing Cyrus back with him Derek got ready for practice. He made plans with Ahsha that after he got home they would take his grandfather to dinner to give him a break from the hospital and show him a great time. Derek had now left and Jeeves was in the kitchen preparing
sandwiches for Ahsha and Cyrus. They both sat on opposite sides of the counter and  ate while sharing conversation.
“You know, Ahsha I have to thank you” Cyrus admitted
“Thank me for what Cy?” Ahsha asked
“I knew it was you all this time that pushed Derek to reach back out with everyone. I mean I always knew he’d come back around but I know you made his stubborn butt do it a lot quicker and we thank you. I know it wasn't easy either considering the relationship he has with his mother.”
“Yea I glad he came around too” Ahsha smiled.
“No really, you’ve helped bring a lot of joy back into me and my wife's life just by bringing it into his life.”
“You have no idea how good that makes me feel.” Ahsha said her eyes starting to water. “If its anyone who believes in Derek more its me and I just want everyone to know the man I know. I just love him so much.” Ahsha now wiped the corner of her eyes with the napkin that was placed on the table.
“Oh trust me, Jade and I saw it the the first time we met you. I remember the night after we found out you were pregnant we laid in bed and she goes”“You know, I like that Ahsha, shes beautiful, she’s sweet, a dancer and she has Derek hit over the head like a fool” Cyrus and Ahsha both laughed as he mocked his wife.
Cy you always make me feel good. I’m glad you’re here today”. Ahsha admitted.
“Yea me too. Plus I needed a break from that hospital” Cyrus admitted causing Ahsha to feel bad for the old man. Ahsha grabbed his hand from across the counter.
“You scared?” Ahsha asked
“Nah old men like me don't get scare, plus my wife is strong I have not doubt in my mind that shes gonna pull through. See Ahsha when you’ve been married for as long as me and my wife you have a connection so strong you feel it in your sleep, Jade is fighting and winning”. Cyrus said in a confident voice that made Ahsha feel that much better.
Ahsha smiled softly. “You want something to drink to go with your sandwich?” Ashah asked.
As a matter of fact I will” Cyrus said with a smile.
“Okay two lemonades coming up” Ahsha beamed. As Ahsha turned to look in the refrigerator.She grabbed the lemonade and suddenly. Cyrus heard Ahsha gasp and a liquid hit the floor.
“What’s wrong baby you spill the lemonade?” He said looking up. Ahsha slowly turned around with the lemonade pitcher still full in her hands and looked down to the floor. Her water had just broken.
“Oh my god, Oh my god, My water just broke!” Ahsha rushed out causing Cyrus to rush to her side.
“Okay baby calm down calm down take a seat.” Cyrus said leading Ahsha to the couch.
“Okay now where is your bag you have packed for the hospital?” Cyrus asked calmly trying to keep Ahsha calm.
“Its upstairs in the babies room”. 
“Okay I’m gonna go upstairs and get everything you need and while you’re here see if you can call Derek.”
“Okay” Ahsha said taking a deep breath as this was going really fast. She pulled out her phone to call Derek and of course he didn’t answer being that he headed to practice already. Cyrus came back downstairs with Ahsha’s things plus one of her comfy stylish jumpsuit that she could put on to wear to the hospital. He had clearly been through this many times before; seeing new lives entering the world.
“Derek’s not answering, I need to call my mom.” Ahsha said now dialing Sloane
“Come on mom, pick up pick up” And on the third ring.
“Hey little girl, I was just thinking about you” Sloane said in a chipper voice.
“Mom my water just broke” Ahsha said in a happy yet frantic tone.
“OH MY GOSH AHSHA” Sloane said jumping off of her couch looking for her keys
“Mom listen to me I cant reach Derek, have you talked to dad?”
“Yes I just got off the phone with him. He’s leaving out of his meeting heading to the gym for the guys practice”
“Okay I’m gonna call him now, Cyrus is taking me to Dr. Phyllips so meet us their”. Ahsha rushed her off the phone to dial Pete.
Pete ran down the hall in his suit and tie coming from his meeting. He quickly made it to the gymnasium.
“Derek….DEREK!!!!” Derek and Terrence were in the middle of the court instructing the team on what drills they were going to start with. Derek quickly focused on the direction that he heard an echo yelling his name.
“Derek lets go now, Ahsha’s wa……Sound was getting lost in translation and Derek didn’t quite hear what Pete said.
"Huh? Derek asked squinting his eyes "What did he say?” he looked over at Terrence as Pete got closer.
“LET’S GO AHSHA’S WATER JUST BROKE!!!!” Pete’s voice echoed and this time he heard him with every fiber of his being.
“Shit!” Derek said in shocked now ready to rush off.
“Shit, shit, shit, Tim you’re in charge!” Terrence yelled now rushing behind Derek. “But Tee why you leaving man?” Tim yelled out.
“Its my godchild idiot!” Terrence answered. Terrence rushed by the studio and the Devil girls were just starting up.
“Kyle we gotta go, Ahsha’s water just broke!!! Lets go you can ride with me”. Terrence rushed out.
“Oh my gosh Carebear, come on lets go. PEYTON you’re in charge” Kyle yelled while leaving out with Terrence. Pete, Derek, Kyle and Terrence met up in the parking lot as they were getting ready to leave. Before they got in their cars Terrence approached Derek.
“Yo D, this is it!!” Terrence said in excitement. Terrence then hit Derek slightly in the chest “Yo D, you better not faint or do something corny you know I taught you better. Hold her down man bring her here safe man” Terrence placed his hands on each of Derek’s shoulders. Kyle rolled her eyes.
“Will you two break it up, their having a baby not looking for the "The road to El Dorado now lets got”. Everyone headed to the hospital. Sloane was on the way from home. Derek called Ahsha from inside of the car to let her know he and Pete were on their way. Pete was driving like a bat out of hell but he and Derek were fearless.Terrence was keeping up with them at Pete’s every turn. After twenty minutes they had arrived to the hospital and everyone got to Dr. Phyllip’s fifth floor. Derek walked into the luxury hospital suite room 504. Ahsha was laying in the hospital bed underneath the covers balled up in the fetal position as she had closed her eyes for just a second to try to focus on something other then the pain from her contractions that were starting to come more often then not. As he entered the room he heard Ahsha soft playlist of music playing quietly in the background. Derek rushed over to his wife and pulled a chair next to the bed. He carressed her forehead and
she opened her eyes so grateful that her husband had arrived.
“DEREK” Ahsha rushed out.
“Hey Mrs. Roman”. Derek cooed.“ I heard my little angle is giving you a hard time”. Derek said while now caressing her cheek.
"Shes giving me hell” Ahsha said with a weak smile on her face.
“Shes just ready to be in her mommy’s arms that all”. How far apart did you say your contraction were baby?“
About ten minutes apart no….Suddently another pain hit Ahsha immediately. “Argghhhh”!! She held onto Derek’s hand tightly and closed her eyes. Tears were forming in Ahsha eyes as this one was more powerful. Derek tried calming and relaxing his wife.
“I know I know baby breath just breath.” Derek said with urgency. He honestly felt so bad for the pain his wife was feeling and if he could have taken it for her he would have.
“Derek it hurts so bad” Ahsha said now with tears falling on her face. She took deep breaths in and out and cried in between. Finally the contraction pasted over and Ahsha finally laid still on the bed. Derek began to rub her belly and she finally stopped crying but he could still feel her shaking. Dr. Phyllip walked into the room and in a soft voice she started to speak with Derek.
“Hey Mr. Roman how are you doing?”
“Today’s the big day” Derek said in a low but excited tone.
“That’s right”. We’re all ready to meet our new baby. How is Ahsha doing with her contractions? When I came in fifteen minutes ago she was still doing really good with them".
“I defiantly think they’ve intensified with the last one she just had” They’re getting stronger.“ Dr. Phyllips looked at Ahsha and decided it was
time for another observation. Derek went back to her side and held her hand
"Ahsha I’m gonna see how far you’ve dilated to see if we can give you your epidural yet okay.”
“Okay” Ahsha said turning over on her back and bending her knees. Ahsha had hoped that she was so that some of the pain could stop. But of course she wasn’t.
“Ahsha we’re gonna wait a little while longer but you’re doing really good”. Just a little while longer Dr. Phyllips assured.“ We don't want to rush it because if I give you the epidural too soon it may stop your contractions”.
“Okay” Ahsha said with a disappointed tone. She was so ready to get this over with. She was ready to have her baby in her arms.
“Well is there anything we can do to help her threw the pain until that point?” Derek urged. It was really getting under his skin how bad Ahsha was shaking and the alpha male in him needed to step in and do something.
“There is an technique that you both can try when she has the rest of her contractions before the epidural to help the pain.”
“Okay what’s that?” Derek was willing to do anything, he was ready for the doctors request.
“Kiss her” Dr. Phyllip said plainly.
“Kiss her?” Derek repeated with a surprised look on her face.
Yes, have Ahsha stand up and kiss her while she’s experiencing her contractions. Even caressing her a little will help” The doctor said.
“Does that really work, I mean….how does that work?” Derek asked.
“Well kissing during labor is known to reduce anxiety and increase Oxycontin, which is and extremely calming hormone and produces women with feelings of peace during
child birth.” Much like the feelings our spouses provide for us subconsciously. For instants, Ahsha how did you feel when you first arrived at the hospital?“
Dr.Phyllips asked looking around at Ahsha.
"Ummmm, just a little nervous” Ahsha answered.
“Umm huhh and how do you feel now?”
“Aside from the pain, a little better. My nerves are a little bit more calm”.
“Great, I’m glad to hear that” Dr.Phyllips encouraged. She then whispered to Derek. “You know what the real difference is between then and now?”
Derek raised a questionable brow at the doctor. “You’re here now”. The doctor smiled. “Ill come back in a few minutes to check her again.” Derek nodded her way and then focused his attention back to Ahsha.
“Okay Ahs stand up baby its been about three minutes so that means you have another seven until the next one hits.”
“Derek I don’t think its gonna work” Ahsha argued
“And it may not Ahsha but we have to try something because they’re just gonna get stronger and stronger”.
“Okay” Ahsha then lifted herself with her husbands help. She stood in front of Derek with her pregnant belly poking him. She wrapped her arms around his neck laying her head on his chest and closed her eyes. Derek caressed her sides and they swayed back and forth together. Ahsha felt so heavy she could literally feel her daughter now sitting lower. Suddenly another contraction hit Ahsha and she wasn’t expecting this one to be so quick after the one she just had. They were now about seven
minutes apart.
“Arghhhh” Ahsha said dropping her arms from around Derek’s neck and cradling the bottom of her belly..  “Ahhhh haaaaa haaaaa Derek”.. She cried.
Derek grabbed her face so that her eyes were focused on him. He crashed his lips onto hers and for the first moments she still whimpered and their lips stayed on each other. Derek grabbed her arms and wrapped them back around his neck and he rubbed her belly while they started to sway from side to side again to her playlist of music. He deepened their kiss and Ahsha began to focus on her husband and her lips stop shaking and she began to kiss him back. The contraction had passed and even though  the pain was still there it seemed to subside faster once she focused her attention on Derek. Ahsha began to shake a little bit in Derek’s arms as she continued to lay her head on his chest.
“You’re doing so great baby, our little angle will be in our arms soon. I promise It wont be long” Derek encouraged
“Thank you for helping me Derek” Ahsha said.
“Shhh I’m here and never letting go, you hear me? You two are the most important thing to me”. Derek cooed and kissed her forehead wrapping her in his arms a little tighter.
“Yes I know”. Ahsha wept while she couldn’t control her emotions as they were all over the place. They were at the point of no return. Ahsha was now sweating. Derek sat her on the bed and he walked to get a wash cloth out of Ahsha pregnancy bag and ran some cold water over it. He made sure it was not too cold and her placed it on the back of her neck. Ahsha closes her eyes tight and continued to breath. In this moment Derek saw an example of what true strength was.
“Derek I feel another one coming” Ahsha could feel her stomach tightening. Derek grabbed her by her hands and stood her back up to kiss her again. Inside Derek was worried every time she clutched onto him really tight because he could tell that she was in unbearable pain but he had to keep it together.
Soon the contractions were now five minutes in between.
“Kiss me kiss me kiss me” Ahsha was now urging. She was finding her calm and the method was definitely working. Derek kissed her and laughed while there lips were still pressed together.
“That’s much better I see?” Derek said in a teasing voice.“Now you want me to kiss you kiss you kiss you”. Derek said.
“Shut up and kiss me before these these pains come back” Ahsha said grabbing his face shunting him up". Now Derek couldn’t stop laughing.
“Let me page Dr.Phyllip so we can see if you’re ready for your epidural now”. Derek said now helping her lay back down.
Dr. Phyllip finally returned to the room and checked Ahsha again and she was now ready for the epidural. She left briefly and came back into the room with her assistant. They took out their sterilizing tools and alcohol patch to clean the skin on Ahsha’s back. Ahsha laid eyes on the long needle and immediately wanted to die she was so scared. Derek saw the needle and immediately saw the terror in his wife’s eyes. For a brief moment Ahsha was evaluating a natural birth in her head but quickly washed those very delusional thoughts away.
“Okay Ahsha I need you to sit up this will be very quick” Dr. Phillip instructed. “Now I need you to be very still”.
She grabbed Derek’s arms and braced herself. Suddenly she felt a thick sting intrude her back and a single tear feel from her eye. Ahsha was so tired of the pain she was ready for it to be over. Now she understood all the work it took to bring a child into the world.
“Great Ahsha, you did great.” Derek kissed her tear away and he laid her back on the bed.
“Okay if you want to get your mother from the waiting room, you can now. Soon we’re gonna get this show on the road”. Dr. Phyllips said to Derek
“Okay babe, I’ll be right back”. Derek peaked his head from out of the room from across the hall and told Sloane that they were ready. Sloane rushed into the room to be next to Ahsha’s side. After Ahsha saw her mother everything went black. She heard the music fading in the background of Maxwell’s This Women’s Work and as soon as her vision came back to her she was sweating and feeling exhausted. She had started pushing. Dr. Phyllips was at the botton of the bed. Her back was raised up on the bed and her legs were spread open and pushed back. Derek now had on blue gloves and scrubs.
Pray God you can cope
I’ll stand outside
This woman’s work
This woman’s world

“Ahsha you’re doing great come on give me another good one” She finally heard the doctor say. Ahsha started to push but it was a weak one. She was out of breath.
Oh it’s hard on the man
Now his part is over
Now starts the craft of the Faaaaathhhher

“PUSH BABY PUSH”!! Derek urged in a deep tone. On his command she push down and the doctor counted to ten. Derek’s since of urgency was on level ten to bring his angel into this world. Into his arms.
“ARRRRGGGGGHHHHH” Ahsha stop pushing and caught her breath in between tears.
“That’s good honey, she getting lower” Sloane cooed holding back tears of her own.
“Okay Ahsha take a little break and breath. Your doing great just breath softly.” Dr. Phyllips stated not wanting Ahsha to get light headed
I know you’ve got a little life in you yet
I know you’ve got a lot of strength left
I know you’ve got a little life in you yet
I know you’ve got a lot of strength left.

Derek looked down into his wife’s teary eyes and he realized he was currently living in the spaces between two avenues. Right now he wasn’t a father until his daughter officially entered into the world. He was still in the moments in between life that made him Ahsha’s husband. Walking into the parts of life from his actions of being Ahsha’s husbands that would make him a father. Derek’s mind was racing with a million thoughts at once. In these last moment of just being a husband alone he had to keep a strong stature and hold it together for his wife. Thoughts of the events from the last couple of mouth washed over in his memory. All of the arguments, all of the fights, all of the stress, bailing his mother out of jail, finding out Ahsha was pregnant, and taking their trip to Spain. Did he do enough as a husband to prepare them to get to this point and for them to make it past this point successfully. He did and he couldn’t focus on anything that he hadn’t done because he did all that was  necessary. Derek felt confident to walk into fatherhood.
I should be crying but I just can’t let it show
I should be hoping but I can’t stop thinking
All the things we should’ve said that I never said
All the things we should’ve done but we never did
All the things we should’ve given but I didn’t
Oh, darling, make it go, make it go away

“ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAA” Ahsha screamed snapping him out of his thoughts.
“Derek come around this way, I'm starting to see her head” Dr. Phyllips urged. Derek moved in front of Ahsha and watched carefully. Their baby girl was coming and coming fast. Derek felt like his heart was moving out of rhythm with life things were moving so fast. His first child was being born and he wished he could hold this moment still and cherish it to the fullest capacity. The slower time was moving the faster she was coming. He was watching the moment go before it could truly come.
Derek began seeing the top of his daughters head and when he did he felt like he was lit up by an electric shock.
“Go Go Goo Ahsha PUSH BABY PUSH” I see her"!! Derek said as his heart was beating out of his chest.
Give me these moments
Give them back to me
Give me your little kiss

Sloane started to see the baby as well and the tears she was trying to hold back was finally falling
“Come on Ahsha push”. Ahsha squeezed her mother hand and pushed again.
“Okay” Ahsha said threw tears “Arrghhhhhh”
I know you have a little life in you yet
I know you have a lot of strength left
I know you have a little life in you yet

“Derek when the babies shoulders get through Im gonna ask Ahsha to push again and when she does grab the baby and pull her when you feel her sliding out” Dr. Phyllip said.
“Okay here we go” Derek said with his brow furrowed.
All the things that you wanted from me
All the things that you needed from me
All the things I should’ve given but I didn’t OwWwWwWwW

Ahsha pushed one last time giving it all she had and when Dr. Phyllips saw the shoulders come though the entry way of Ahsha’s opening she gave Derek’s the cue.
“GRAB HER”! Derek took a hold of his daughter and slid her out.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Darling……Make it go away now…..Just make it go away…..
Sounds of a small cry filled the room and her little lungs were strong. With the sounds of Maxwell’s audience ushering her in.
*APPLAUSE AND CHEERING* Welcome to the World Ariana Roman! Their little bundle of joy had arrived. Ahsha grabbed her daughter and held her on her chest. She cried a bucket full of tears and Derek wiped his own that he couldn’t help from falling.
“We did it Derek, shes perfect” Ahsha wept.
Derek kissed Ahsha on the forehead as his life was forever full and complete in the ultimate way. “Together, you both are” Derek cooed. They were overjoyed and life just couldn’t get any better. Only it did. In this perfect moment without anyone’s knowledge. Jade opened her eyes from her coma. Ari gave her strength to rise. On this
day when a new life entered into the world one didn’t exit. All of their family’s hardship boiled down to this pivotal moment and this one overshadowed anything negative with everything positive. Ahsha’s words would always remain true. “She’ll come at the perfect time”. Today was the day that was specially ordained by god for The Roman family.


The Librarian: Sink or Swim

The Librarian is a Cursed!Killian AU series taking place during the events of season 1. Installments are written out of chronological order and as the muse strikes. It is not a traditional multi-chapter and I assume the reader has familiarity with the events of season 1.

This installment takes place during/after 1.15 “Red-Handed”

Past Installments Chronologically: Part 3 | Part 1 | Part 2 |
~1.7k | T 

James Stuart breathed in the sharp sea air and then breathed out so forcefully that his glasses fogged; obscuring the ocean and the horizon he came to contemplate. Though March was ending Spring had not yet reached Maine and he was wrapped in his navy blue peacoat with a stocking cap pulled over his ears. He stood on the end of the fishing docks as twilight gave way to night with his eyes focused on the sea and his ears full of the sound of the waves pounding the nearby beach. He had found himself seeking out the ocean more and more in the past weeks; it made him calm in a strange way to walk along the beach or simply stare at the horizon. Defying Regina, helping Emma, comforting Mary-Margaret, and his own growing disquiet with his life, had all been reasons to seek out that calm but tonight the ocean had called to him for an entirely different reason.

Emma had agreed to go on a date with him. Not a casual shared coffee at the station or a meet-up on their lunch breaks but somewhere at night, somewhere not Granny’s. He had promised her he would take her mind off of Kathryn Nolan and the investigation. But as the day loomed near he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to deliver on his promise and so he had come to the docks for solace. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t hear the approaching footsteps or the tap of a cane on the old wooden dock.

“Evening Mr. Stuart.”

James started and turned to see Mr. Gold drawing up beside him.

“Good evening Mr. Gold.” The pawn broker had been paying him a lot of odd visits at the library and sometimes James felt his eyes watching him from across the street so it wasn’t entirely surprising to find him here although it was very unnerving. He pushed his glasses up his nose as he focused on the mans tight, almost threatening, smile.

“You know Mr. Stuart I do believe that Regina is unaware of our history together.”

“Pardon? ” James furrowed his brow.

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You needed him and he wasn’t there for you.

Harry ; Lately you haven’t been eating much and you’ve lost a lot of weight. You told everyone, including Harry it was just stress but your boss didn’t believe you, he knew something wasn’t right. Half way during your shift you just left the restroom and he told you to go with one of your coworkers to the hospital. You said you needed to go and he didn’t trust you to go alone. You did what you were told and allowed your coworker to drive you. Going to the hospital. Sure it’s nothing, I’ll text you when I leave. You sent Harry a text telling him what was going on. You were feeling more and more uneasy when you got to the hospital and Harry hadn’t text you back. It got worse when the doctor told you that you have diabetes and you have to stay at for the next two tonight’s so you can get your blood pressure under control. “You’re lucky you came in when you did. Your blood sugar level was 500, a normal is 70-100.” After that the doctor was rambling and you didn’t listen to a word. The only thing you could think about was the fact that you have diabetes. You sent Harry another text telling him to call you; you didn’t want to tell him you have diabetes through a text. But like the last text it went unanswered. Your coworker stayed with you until he had to go home, once you were alone you called Eleanor. You needed someone to be here because you were scared and worried; the last thing you wanted to do was be alone. She showed up an hour later with nail polish, movies and her laptop. “Do you know where Harry is?” You finally asked. You’d wanted to ask the second she walked through the door but you didn’t want it to seem like you only asked her to come since Harry wasn’t here. “He’s out with Lou, I can call if you want me to?” You told her not to but she saw right through your lie. Her phone was up to her ear and as soon as Louis answered she told him to get to the hospital with Harry pronto. It was going on midnight when the boys got to the hospital and the only reason they were allowed up is because you begged the nurse, you told her you couldn’t sleep and you didn’t want to be alone. Lou kissed your forehead and asked if you were okay before escorting el out of the room. “Thanks for finally showing up.” You spat out, your anger only escalated since Harry walked through the door. “I’m sorry, my phone died.” You rolled your eyes at his response. “And you didn’t think to call me from Lou’s phone when you hadn’t heard from me all day? I needed you Harry and you weren’t here.” You snapped at him, tears leaving hot trails down your face. “Babe, I’m so sorry. I should have called or charged my phone.” You didn’t want to deal with his excuses right now, you were going through enough; you didn’t need Harry making you feel bad about how you reacted. “My life is going to change completely and you weren’t here for me and you didn’t even try to call me. Leave. Now.” You commanded but he didn’t listen. “I can’t talk to you right now. Now leave, go back to wherever you were when I found out I have diabetes.” Not wanting to get you anymore upset, he left. 

Niall ; In the middle of the night you got a call from one of your best friends, another one of your friends was in the hospital. She got in a car accident and it was bad. From what your friend told you she has multiple broken ribs, a broken leg and a pretty bad concussion. Your best friend told you to just come in the morning because visiting hours were over. You tried to fall back asleep and eventually after worrying about her you were able to. What felt like an hour later you got another call, your best friend was now in a coma. “It’s her brains way of dealing with this trauma.” It was 6 am and you decided you were up, so you hopped into the shower and started to get ready. By the time your coffee was done and you were about to leave Niall was getting up, ready to start his day. “Love, where ya going?” You told him what happened and he promised you he’d head straight to the hospital when he was done for the day. He had promo for a new book, they had a commercial to shoot and they had to go to the studio. “I’m so sorry babe. I’ll be there later, I promise. I love you.” He pressed his lips to yours. You had to break it or you knew neither of you would be leaving the house anytime soon. You wondered how you deserve such an amazing guy. You said goodbye to him and gave him one more quick kiss then left the house. You got to the hospital and spent the whole day buy your best friends side. You told her everything that’s going on in your life, which wasn’t much because you’d only talked to her yesterday.  That’s when it hit you, yesterday she was fine, she was awake and talking; now she’s laying in a hospital bed, in a coma. You found yourself wishing Niall was the one here, wiping away your tears. You understood this was his job but that didn’t stop you from hating every second of it. You also hated the fact that Niall text you and told you that he forgot Liam had an engagement party that he had to go to. You were sure Liam would understand if he didn’t go to the party. You were out in the lobby talking to her doctors when you saw Niall getting out of the elevator. You smiled at the doctor and went to walk away but you couldn’t, he should have been here hours ago. “Don’t come here Niall.” You put your hand against his chest, stopping him from coming closer. “I’ve been waiting for you to show up for three hours, you should have been here but you weren’t. I don’t want to talk to you.” You were mad, your anger got worse seeing him in front of you, he didn’t even look sorry. “If you’re not going to say anything then leave because my best friend is in that room and she needs me. I’m going to be here for her unlike you, who wasn’t there for me.” He nodded and took a couple steps before turning around. “I got caught up and lost track of time. I’m sorry but I know it’s not good enough. I’m going to go now.” You wanted him to stay; you wanted him to be here for you. It didn’t matter if you mad at him you wanted him to be here. Before you could run after him and ask him to stay the elevator shut, leaving you all alone. 

 Liam ; “Stop treating me like a damn child.” You yelled back at your mom. This was the fifth fight you’ve had fought with your mom and you were tired of it, you wanted to leave but you had nowhere to go. You did have something to go. You had plenty of places but the last thing you wanted to do was impose on any of your friends, this was your problem. You’ve called Liam every night after your fight and he helped calm you down every time but tonight he isn’t answering. He told you that you were more the welcome to come and stay the night; he even told you that you could move in. You considered going over there but he wasn’t answering so you decided against it, you know where the spare key is so you could get in but you didn’t want to show up unannounced. "Well you’re being stupid. You honestly think that moving in with that boy is the right thing to do?“ Your mom didn’t get it, she didn’t get that you loved him and you wanted to be with him. And being here with your parents was only causing you stress. "You think you love him but give it a month and you’ll realize that he doesn’t love you.” You were mad. “You don’t know anything!” You yelled back. “Liam and I are happy, and he told me I could move in so I don’t have to deal with fighting with you every night.” You made up your mind, you were moving in with Liam. You called him one more time but he didn’t answer so you just left a voicemail. “Hey babe it’s me, if it’s still okay with you I think I’m going to start moving my stuff over. Call me when you get this, love you.” As you waited for him to call back you started to pack all your stuff into a duffle bag. You figured you’d take what you need and get the rest one day when your mom was at work. ’Hey babe. Can we start moving stuff in later? I’m out with the boys.’ A text from Liam read. ’Liam I need you, my mom and I got into a fight again and I need you but since you want to go out with the boys instead you can move in with then.’ Out of anger you threw your phone across the room. You didn’t expect him to drop everything to be with you but you did expect him to be a little more sympathetic. You decided you were over living here and stared to look at flats. You have a steady job and plenty of money so you know you can afford a flat, you were just hoping you didn’t have to get one. You wanted Liam to ask you to move in with him. Before you fell asleep you found a flat and planned on looking at it in the morning. You woke up and headed over to the building. You looked around the flat for a half an hour before you decided to go ahead and sign the papers. It was hard signing the papers, you wished Liam would have come over and told you to take your things over to his house, but he didn’t which means it’s over. Your flat was furnished which was nice. After you unpacked your clothes you sat down and had a glass of wine. A faint ding went off so you picked up your phone to see a text from Liam. ’Your mum said you moved out, please text me back.’ You deleted the text and finished your glass of wine.

Louis ; “Y/N hurry up!” Your best friend called from the living room as you pulled your black dress down a little bit before walking out of your room, your boyfriend hates when you show off a lot of skin. It’s your twenty-second birthday and you were about to go out with a group of friends and your boyfriend. He said he was going to meet you at the club a little later: he had to work late. By the time he got to the club you were five shots and three mixed drinks in. Your best friend kept shoving drinks your throat. You were a little wasted. “Babee.” You slurred as you wrapped your arms around his shoulder. “Where have you been?” You laughed in his ear; he pushed you off of him and walked away. “You’re drunk so were not talking about this now.” Your boyfriend walked away from you. He hated when you drank but it’s your birthday and you really don’t care, planned on getting drunk tonight with your best friends but that didn’t stop you from running after him. You wanted to have a good night. You grabbed his arm and immediately yelled at you when he turned around. “I told you I’m not talking to you right now. Just leave it be.” He walked away and left the club and you went to find your friends. Louis and the rest of the boys were sitting in a booth, drinks in their hands. Louis’ new girlfriend by his side. “Have any of you seen y/f/n?” None of the boys have seen her so you sat down by the boys and continued drinking and enjoying your night. “Another vodka and lemonade Y/N?” You nodded and Harry quickly went to get you more to drink. You quickly drank the new drink harry just handed you and then went to find your best friend. You looked around the club and still couldn’t find her so you decided to walk over to your boyfriend’s house. You put your key into the door and opened it. “Y/BF/N?” You walked into the living; all the lights in the house were off, all except his bedroom light. You walked towards the door and couldn’t believe what you saw. You’re best friend and your boyfriend in his bed, practically naked, making out. You were positive that it would have gone farther if you hadn’t walked in on them. Once you were in your car you dialed Louis number, he’s the only one you wanted to talk to. “Hey y/n, you okay?” He asked as you sobbed into the phone. “Can I come over? I need to talk to someone.” You heard a girls voice in the background and assumed it was Louis new girlfriend. “I’m busy now, I’m sorry y/n.” “Screw you. I need you. My boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend and I needed you to be there for me, but since you’d rather be with your girlfriend then your best friend I guess were done being friends too.” You hung up and automatically hated yourself for overreacting, you were just so hurt and he wasn’t there. Today was the birthday from hell. It was possibly the worst birthday you’ve ever had. You lost your boyfriend and your two best friends. 

Zayn ; To say you were mad at Zayn was an understatement. You were livid, when he got home you took your daughter out of her swing and stormed into the bedroom, slamming the door heading you and locking yourself in there. You didn’t want to look or even talk to him. Last night he promised you that he’d come home and spend time with the baby so you could get some sleep, but he didn’t. He was just not coming home and you didn’t care where he was. So here you are, locked in the bedroom, livid and exhausted. It’s been at least 36 hours since you’ve gotten to close your eyes for more than 30 minutes. On top of all that the baby is starting to get sick. She won’t stop crying and she’s colic. "Shh baby girl.“ You switched your daughter from one hip to another trying to calm her down. "It’s going to be alright.” You were getting really worried about her since she hasn’t been sleeping so you decided to take her to the hospital. The wait to see the doctor was almost unbearable, the only thing that made it better was the fact that the car ride managed to calm her down. A little cough would still escape her lips every couple minutes but at least she was sleeping. After waiting for an hour your name was called and you were able to back into an office, where you waited another twenty minutes. The extra time you had made you think about Zayn. He’s been rather distant lately and it’s caused you to wonder if he has one foot out the door. He promised when you daughter was born six months ago that he’d be there, your whole pregnancy you were afraid that Zayn was going to have enough of it and leave. You may be mad at him but you love him and the last thing you want is to loose Zayn. “Miss Y/L/N” You baby’s doctor walked into the room and started to check her out. You told the doctor what’s being going on as she moved the stethoscope around your babies chest. "Her lungs sound clear. Which is good, I’m going to tell you to just give her infants Tylenol.“ She continued to give you instructions and reassured you that your baby was going to be fine. You got home and Zayn got up off the sofa immediately, offering to take the baby from you. "Are we going to talk?” He followed you into the kitchen and as soon as you put the baby bag down you turned to face him. “She’s sick, the doctor told me to give her infant Tylenol and keep her clothing as light as possible, that’ll help her body temp down.” He bounced the baby in his arms as you crushed up the Tylenol and put it in her milk. “That’s not what I’m talking about. You stormed off this morning without one word.” “I’ve needed you to be here. I needed your help and you haven’t been here. Our daughter is sick and I can’t do everything by myself, I’m exhausted and I can’t do this alone. I need you to be here and to help me.” Your voice was shaky and it came out sounding more like a plea then a statement. “You didn’t come home last night and I didn’t even care. That sounds bad I know but I didn’t.” You turned on your heels and went into your bedroom, since Zayn currently was with the baby you decided it was time for you to get some sleep.