The price we pay | Ruben

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Annette felt weird doing this, she felt awfully anxious. She was standing there with the fucking thing in her hand, which she had just fucking bought in a fucking apothecary, and she just felt awkward. Plus, as would turn out after the test, it had been completely unneccesary. Honestly, she was making a fuss out of nothing. Yes, that would be the case. The blonde let out a sigh, staring at the test she held in her hand and went to the bathroom, to settle things. She would not have worried, if it hadn't been that she did not get her period for the second month in a row. One month was nothing special, it happened from time to time, but with two, things got suspicious. And though the hunter knew nothing could happen, because she always used protection, it still made her worry. She just had to know for sure. Gently placing the thing on the coffee table in her living room -as if it would suddenly change the outcome if she waved around with it- Annette dropped herself on the couch, lighting a cigarette. She was nervous and still knew she didn't have to be. She was not pregnant. But as the minutes passed by, memories flashed through her head of one night where she had not been really careful. Actually, not at all. It was that one night, after the amusement park. Ah right, the drinking contest, Annette thought with a groan, as she thought back of that one particular night. They had been teasing each other all day about their capacity of drinking and ofcourse they could not help but put it to the test. The hunter could not remember who had won, that was how serious it had been. She knew she had been completely drunk, as in.. big time. And Rue too. And, another not so much of a surprise, they had ended up in his apartment, nearly naked before they even got into the living room. Annette had been stumbling a bit, and was rather clumsy. Wait, had they used protection? How come she didn't know anymore? She always knew whether she had used a condom. She always had. Okay, you need to stop freaking out. Just stop, okay? You're not pregnant, the blonde told herself sternly in a weak attempt to try and calm down. She did not have to anxious. And yet, still she was. She could not help but think of the scenarios if she was really pregnant. The girl pictured telling Ruben, but at the same time, dreaded and feared his reaction. She would not blame him if he would go running, after all, they were not dating, nor wanting to, it was the power of their friendship all together. Annette let out a sigh. She did not want a kid, but also di she know that an abortion would be nothing for her. It would kill her inside. Literally and figuratively. If he would let her down, she would not let it be removed, she would keep it. Determinedly as the girl was, that idea would stay. It would. Her hand moved towards the thing as the alarm went off. It was showtime. The girl gasped, clasping her hand over her mouth. This could not be true. This was not happening. She stared at the outcome of the test, until she heard a very familiar voice call her name. Annette looked up and gazed at her friend, who had a very very bad timing of stepping into her living room. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE | ENOUGH WORDS | NOTES: ohgod, there we go xd | TAGGED: the sexay ruben

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[RUBEN DANIEL CARRAWAY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE Ruben was all dressed up and had places to go, and he knew he wouldn't be on time anyway, but now he would be even more late. Damn him for leaving his phone at Annette's the night before. He had a sexy date tonight, and he needed his phone. It would just look weird if he wrote the nuber down on his hand, or if he didn't call about the fact that he would be late. With a small huff, he waves a small goodbye to his cat, knowing that the fat thing could take care of itself while he was gone, and was out the door in a flash. He walked the whole way there, a bounce in his step, because the girl he was supposed to get with that night was hot. Like, really hot. And that ass would be his for the night. The sad thing was, he couldn't quite place her name, and he wouldn't bother for now, he was sure his friend had told him when he showed the pictures, but he forgot it. His mind was like that sometimes. Ruben wasn't sure if Annette was in, so he pulled out the key that she gave him, tossing it in the air before catching it skillfully, humming happily to himself, no idea of what was about to go down when he would enter her apartment. He walked up all the flights of stairs, doing Martial Arts made sure that he was not out of breath quickly when doing extrenuous physical activity, and walking a few flights of stairs was hardly much effort. Once he was outside the door, he quickly unlocked it and walked on. Seeing Annette on the sofa, he grinned brightly at her and with a bounce in his step, made his way over. "Annette!" He beamed, before looking around to where he could have placed his phone. "I left my phone here last night, and I've got a date of the sexy kind." He winked, and licked his lips, going to her bedroom, and finding the thing, not really noticing the way that Annette wasn't acting like her normal self. "Found it!" He exclaimed as he made his way back into the living room, and only then took a good look at his friend and bed buddy, and he frowned a little bit. "Are you alright? You look a bit white ..." He walked towards her, tilting his head in wonder to what was going on. "Do you need to lay down?" He snickered, "I'll tuck you in like the good little boyfriend that I am." He chuckled, stretching a little bit. However, his eyes then went to the thing that she had in her hand, and he looked confused. Taking it from her, his brown eyes looked it over, not comprehend it what it was. "Hey, what's this?" He looked it over a little bit dumbly, never having seen one this close in his life, but then the realisation hit him. Oh. First he was amused, and that showed in his face, and then he saw the result and he didn't know what to think. Looking at her, he looked back at the stick in his hand. "Is this for you?" Duh Ruben, who else would it be for? "Annette ... did you get knocked up?" He asked, in that moment in time not even thinking of the possibility that it could have been him that could have made the test be positive. Sure, they had had sex countless times, a lot of the time drunk, but he had always been careful, so the fleeting thought didn't cross his mind that he had anything to do with it, so he was curious whether is was someone she knew, or was it a one night stand. Ruben didn't know much about kids, but he wondered if Annette would keep it if it turned out to be a one nighter. Not that it mattered to Ruben, she would still be a hot mamma. But for now, he just waited for her to answer. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Annette wasn't sure what to say, or what to do. She could only stare at the thing motionlessly, not speaking, hardly even breathing, her hand covered over her mouth. She did not know what to do, did not know who to call, or what to say. All she could do was sit and say nothing, in complete shock of what was happening. She had not believed for one second that it could be actually true, that she could be actually pregnant, but here she was, It was not something that made her jump out in joy, it just made her sit there and realize that her party life now was officially over. For good. Atleast in the extents in which she was celebrating it now. And it took some time to mourn over that, since she was not ready to give it up yet. She just had no choice. And she hated that idea. It was as if her world was collapsing around her, and she did not know what to do. Any normal person would go call her mother now, but Annette was not gonna call her mom. At all. The scorn she felt for that woman was enough to hope that she stayed far far away from the mess her daughter had created and did not leave Paris. Annette did not want her to help her, she did not want Elaine to talk to her, no, she just plainly did not want to see her. No, putting Elaine Sainfriére and Annette Mason in one room together would not go well. That woman might be the source after the blonde's everlasting stream of money, that was all she had to offer her. Plus, if she wouldn't her father had money enough too. She did not notice Ruben as he got into her house about his phone and the hot date, it all flew right over her head. Great for him, about his date, it was not as if she was jealous, but she had more on her mind than that right now. And then again, Annette felt guilty, because she knew she was going to ruin his day. She was speechless, and the full size of the whole thing did not get to her yet. She was a hunter and she was having a hybrid baby. She was having a baby with one of her closest friends, one she was not dating, no was not even in love with. Because though there would always be a part of Annette that did love Ruben that way, that did have feelings for him, it was not big enough for her to give up her freedom, they were better off as friends and it was not enough for her to want to commit to him, and a baby was one big hell of a commitment. It scared her, because the hunter was not used to commitments and a baby was a 24/7 commitment who always needed you and would not go away. She buried her head in her hands, not knowing what to do with this. How to process this whole big of a drama thing. "Rue.."

[/color] Annette said, letting out a sigh, unable to handle his ramble like that. He really did not get it, did he? She brushed a hand through his hair and did not even chuckle when he said he would tuck her in like a good boyfriend, which was a big paradox with the fact that he had just said he was going on a date. What should she say to him? Should she even say anything? Or should she better try to hide the thing and tell him later, after his date? The girl did not want to ruin things like this for him. But most afraid she was of ruining their friendship. It had been so good, it had been like having a boyfriend without having to be faithful -though Annette had to say she hadn't really had sex with anyone but Ruben lately, yeah maybe Damon once or twice, but it had been quite calm lately. She hadn't gone out as much as she used to either- and without the jealousy and the clinginess. It had been perfect, and the girl hadn't want it to change, even though she knew that ofcourse at one point it would, when one of them would finally get over the nerves and date someone for real, or both of them do that, or some people even expected that in the end they would start dating each other, whatever, but not like this. Not with a fucking baby.

She just wanted him to stop dumbly rambling like that. To say and ask the obvious things. She wanted him to get it, finally, even when she knew that would probably make him run away from her. She would not blame him, a baby was a fuckload of scary shit, and she wasn't used to the idea yet either. God, a baby. The one making the decisions up there was not doing a good job taking care of it's people, dumping a kid with people like Ruben Annette. "Rue, it's yours."[/color] Annette said, letting out a sigh, rubbing with her hand over her face. She was staring at the ground and did not want to see the look on his face before he would bail and run out of the door. So she just stared at the ground and waited for the sound of a shutting door.
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© melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE
OUTFIT: HERE | ENOUGH WORDS | NOTES: ohgod, there we go xd | TAGGED: the sexay ruben

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[RUBEN DANIEL CARRAWAY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE Ruben didn't know what he was expecting when he walked into Annette's home that day, but this was certainly not it. Annette pregnant was already scary as fuck, looking at her she looked so wide eyed and afraid it seemed, or maybe tired, he didn't know. He was surprised that this knowledge didn't make him look at her differently, even as he glanced back and forth from the pregnancy text to her face, waiting for her to say who the poor fucker is with the baby soon to be on his hands. However, when he heard her words, he felt like choking. From laughter, or from the absurdity, or from the fear that the instant she said those words that they might have been real. He chose to go with the former, grinning at her and looking at her. "Good one Nettie, but April fools has already gone." He put the stick on the table, and bit his lip, a small fear raking through his body that she was not lying. "Rue, it's yours." The words kept spinning, because it really didn't look like the girl was joking, and he felt lost. Taking a step back a whirlwind of thoughts assaulted his mind with warning bells, that he should leg it, that a baby was a commitment too big for him, because he didn't ever want to have a girlfriend let alone a baby to look after. His baby. Fuck! Please be lying Annette, please! He took in a few deep breaths, ignoring his phone vibrating in his hand which shook a little bit and he put it in his pocket, his own brown eyes wide. In fear? Yes. "B-but ... how ...?" He was not able to get out more than this broken sentence, because his voice would not let him say the rapidly moving thoughts in his mind. Ruben knew that he and Annette had been careful whenever they had sex, he always made sure to weak a condom or make sure the girl was on the pill just to be on the safe side. He couldn't remember a night that he hadn't used protection. But that didn't make him feel any better, because a lot of nights he could not remember at all. Not what he said, not his actions, not who he had been with. Had that been his mistake? Drinking so much that something like this could happen? Ruben didn't even like kids, he would not a good father at all, and if this was the complete truth, he didn't know what he would do. The male raked both of his hands through his hair harshly. He didn't want Annette to keep it, as selfish as that was, he couldn't deal with a responsibility like this, no he could not. He swallowed thickly, feeling like the bad taste he now had in his mouth would make him throw up. "Annette ... What do we do? I can't have a baby! I can't!" CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Annette felt horrible for having to tell Rue. For having to shatter everything they had (or could've had as some people assumed would happen one day), their friendship their lifestyle, whatever it was they shared, she had to ruin it all. She could've kept it to herself and get rid off the thing, because it wasn't much more than a lifeless blob of cells right now, and not tell Ruben, she could've left him out in the open and keep it a secret. It would've solved everything, it would've changed no single thing, atleast not for him. But, leaving out the fact that Rue walked in on her when she found out, Annette could never do that. She was very much against the killing of harmless beings. Harmless, because certain people and things deserved to be killed. Her archenemy, the demon who killed her brother, was meant to be killed, by her. She would not rest before Jayden Blackmore was killed, preferably by her hand, if no other choice by someone else. But no, she could not force herself to kill an innocent, harmless little baby, even if it wasn't even capable of surviving without her, the mother, on it's own. She reallyreally couldn't. A sad smile showed upon her red lips as Ruben started rambling about her being funny, still wishing it was a joke. Well, honestly, Annette herself still wished it was a joke, there where it was certainly not. She just wished he would come closer to her, hold her in his arms and comfort her instead of both of them breaking down separately. The hunter understood why he didn't, she wouldn't be capable of that sort of affection if she was in his shoes right now either, but he was one of her closest friends and she needed him right now. If the child hadn't been Rue's but someone else's, she would still have needed him like shit. Her own arms were tightly wrapped around her being, and the blonde had to restrain herself from swaying up and down like mentally ill people always did. She felt that way, mentally disordered, as if she was having delusions. She really wanted to be delusional right now. The girl wanted this to not be real. But it was, unfortunately it was. And they had to snap out of this. Rue was still standing in her house, which was a good thing. Sort of. He hadn't run away on her yet, he was still standing there. He was asking her what they should do now. He was not bailing out on her. And it comforted her in some way. But it infuriated her in another. Because how the hell would she know what to do? Annette was clueless about what to do. She cursed the night where she had drank too much, but at the same time really craved for some booze right now. And a cigarette. Damn, the things she would have to quit right now, it was too much. Her hands shook when she took a cig from her carton and lit it. She would quit tomorrow, but she really needed one right now. Blowing out the smoke she felt the calm reach her from an abyss, but it wasn't enough. "God, Rue, do you think I know what to do?" The hunter said, closing her eyes, folding her hands around her pounding head. "Because I really don't. I am clueless." Despite herself, Annette's voice trembled a little, not far from it's breaking point. It annoyed her really, showing someone else her weaknesses and her worries. Because truth was that she was really worried about what to do next. She really didn't know. It was difficult for the blonde to 'not know' or to realize this drama. If it had been up to her, there would've never been a boyfriend/husband or a kid. She knew her lifevision would most probably change over the years, but Annette wasn't at that point of her life right now. And she knew Rue wasn't either. "You want me to get rid of it, don't you?" Annette asked softly, looking up to study Ruben's face. There was no accussation or judgement in her tone, just acknowledgement. If they were gonna get out of this together, maintaining their friendship, they would have to be honest to each other. With the risk of not sharing the same opinion. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE | ENOUGH WORDS | NOTES: ohgod, there we go xd | TAGGED: the sexay ruben

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[RUBEN DANIEL CARRAWAY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE The thing is, Ruben has never ever considered himself a family man, and truth be told, he would be a terrible father. He just simply wouldn't know what to do, and when running away to Manuka, he had hoped that the responsibilities of something like this would be taken away, and then there she was, the blonde haired beauty, sitting before him, telling him she was having a baby and that it was his. Truth be told, Ruben had never felt so short of breath in his life. It felt like his chest was constricted, and it was so hard to even start getting air into his lungs, as his wide brown eyes just stared at Annette, the fear in them clear as day. No. This could not be happening. Ruben didn't want this, he really did not want it. As much as he loved Annette, and she was certainly one of his best friends, the male simply could not take the responsibility of this. It was too much. But he told himself to breather, they needed to sort this out, to talk about it, but he felt like if he did speak, he would choke on his words, so he gave himself a few moments. Ruben wasn't sure if Annette should be smoking while pregnant, he didn't know anything about babies or what to do. The shapeshifter's heart felt so heavy when she said she didn't know what to do. Wasn't she supposed to have a solution? She was the one carrying something that he made inside her, and it made his legs shake. All Ruben wanted to do was run, on instinct, but at the end of the day, he still loved Annette. Loved in terms of the fact that they have a great friendship going on, and he really did not want it to end. Therefore, he had to calm down, think about this. He walked over to the sofa, not having said a word yet, and took the cigarette from her fingers, putting it to his mouth as he sucked in a huge lungful of air, the restriction of the smoke more pleasant than that of a lump in his thoat. He ran his fingers over his thick hair, and he didn't look at the woman next to him, he marely stared forward, trying to calm his thoughts, to calm his heartbeat. When Ruben was about to speak, Annette was asking the million dollar question. Did he want her to get rid of it? His heart skipped a beat at the thought. If she didn't keep it, then all this would be over, they wouldn't have to worry about raising a child, because for Ruben that was the last thing he wanted. Committing to anyone, let alone a small child who requires constant attention. He looked down at his hands, handing her back the cigarette as he rested his elbows on his thighs, and leaned forward a little bit. "I don't ... I don't know. That could be a possibility right?" He bit his lip, knowing that he sounded like a douche, but it was only to be expected from someone like Ruben in a situation like this. He was lost. For the first time in his life he was lost, and he was glad that his parents were not there to see it. They would say 'I told you so'. At the fact that he messed up, that staying home would have been better for him, but even now, Ruben would rather make these mistakes on his own, rather than go back home. "Look, Annette ... the thing is ..." He sighed, not sure how to put what he was thinking into words. He turned to her, his body facing hers as he licked his lips. "We would not make good parents. We just wouldn't. I would be a shit dad, and even if you're a good mum, it's fucking hard, you know?" He was trying to be as rational as he could about this. "There is no good life in the future of this baby, and I know it's my fault, or I don't even know if it is since I'm usually so careful, but a baby deserves better than parents who aren't ready." He spoke, his voice quick, but morose, his breath a little faster than usual. "All I'm saying it, we need to keep our options open ... If ... if you do wanna... you know ... pop it out, then there's adoption and stuff?" He realised he was not being tactical, and he was being very pessimisstic, but the fact that the male was sure that he had never spoke so much all at once in his whole life, made a lot more sense for his words. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Annette honestly wasn't prepared for this. She had planned on taking the test, finding out she wasn't pregnant, and then be relieved and move on. All by herself, calmly, with no one else to interfere. And even if she would've found out she was pregnant, she would've called Cierra, she would've called Jude and allowed them to calm her down and tell her things were going to be okay. People from the outside who were calm and worried and had their minds open for all options and wanted whatever was best for her. But now instead she had here with a scared and totally anxious boy, who like her knew he wasn't ready to have a kid yet, if he ever was. Someone who was her friend, but right now first had to calm himself down and not her. And she couldn't calm herself down. So Annette sat there, slowly losing her mind with every second the realization sunk more into her and she knew Rue expected her to have answers. To tell him what they were gonna do, like she usually did. Or tried to, since he hardly ever listened. But the blonde didn't know. She didn't know a thing about babies, she did not know a thing about pregnancies or how you should raise a kid. Hell, she did not even know a fuck about love. All she knew was that she couldn't kill this baby. Even if it was still a lifeless form, even if it wasn't anything yet that could be specified. She couldn't do it. And she clung onto her cigarette, onto the nicotine though she knew it would be bad, one couldn't hurt. Not more than the others already had, the ones she had lit while not knowing. But as she was about to take another drag, Ruben had taken it from her fingers and somehow Annette felt relieved that he was getting closer to her, but still, he wasn't helping her. He handed her back her cigarette and she took a deep breath, she needed to come to her senses. Her friend started speaking and the hunter listened, not saying anything. She did not even react, she just stared at the creme-coloured walls and the pictures hanging on the wall. Pictures with her friends, with Rue, with Jude and Cierra. A lot of them were with Damon. Jude and Chandler, Annette. Jude and Chandler, Annette and Moose. They portayed her life, Jude's life and how it was. How great it actually was. And as her eyes flitted to one of the pictures where she was hoisted on Damon's back, both laughing, she realized there was no one she craved for more right now than Damon. Her trustee, the one who could give her teddybear hugs like no one else could. The one everyone thought was a dick, but from whom she knew had real feelings he just didn't like to share with the world. Her best friend. "If I want to pop it out? Seriously, Rue?" Annette said, her head snapping up as he said that.The french girl let out a breath and took another drag of her cigarette, desperately clinging onto the last bits of sanity that kept her from falling apart. But she was falling apart rapidly and Ruben didn't even see it. He was too locked up in his own world. In his own worries. Annette buried her head in her hands, rubbing her temples. "I can't kill it, Rue. I am against the killing of harmless beings, as ironic as it sounds since I'm a hunter, I know but- God, the hunters are gonna kill me and I can't, I- I- My mother was right and maybe-"

[/color] And then there it was, the breaking point. As she thought of her mother, who was right thinking she was a worthless piece of shit that one day would end up getting knocked up and slid down to the sewage of the social ladder because everyone would hate her. Annette pictured her mom's face and knew exactly how it would look. Scornful really. And burst into tears, out of frustration, worries, sadness. And at the same time hated herself for being so weak. For exposing herself like this, even if it was just Ruben here with her. One of her best friends. There weren't a lot of people the blonde could cry in front of, and apparantely Rue wasn't one of them. Not now. So, she grabbed herself together. "I'm sorry, I lost it for a moment,"[/color] Annette said, her voice still shaky a bit, but she recalled the cold, distant demeanour her mother taught her from child on, for when things hurt you and you didn't want other people to see. And for once, she was grateful.

Getting up, the girl stumbled her way to her kitchen, rubbing her tears from her cheeks and filling a glass of water for herself. There was a bottle of vodka in her cupboard that was calling her right now, but she couldn't make herself drink it. She felt guilty. Nevertheless she took the bottle along with her glass of water and put it on the table. "Here. Would be a shame if it went to waste."[/color] She said blankly, blocking out literally all emotions that were raging inside of her. Her rational mind was taking over. No more drama. This had to be fixed. "So, I can't kill it, Rue. I would never get rid of the guilt of having an abortion, I just- I.. I can't. But adoption could be an option. But that is something for later."[/color] Annette said, breathing out. She took a cigarette from her carton and lit it, before tossing her half-full caron on Ruben's lap. This would be her last cigarette. Annette sat down again, sliding her fingers in Rue's, seeking for his affection rather than waiting for it. She had to know. "I need to know, Rue. Are you gonna do this with me, or not?"[/color] The question was a tricky one and it could kill the entire relationship they had. But nothing would be solved if they kept turning around the matter. Hard measures had to be taken.
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© melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE
OUTFIT: HERE | ENOUGH WORDS | NOTES: ohgod, there we go xd | TAGGED: the sexay ruben

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[RUBEN DANIEL CARRAWAY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE The shapeshifter would be lying if he said that this thing wasn't scaring him to death, because it was. It felt like his chest was constricted, and he could hardly breathe, the shock of it not letting a single calm thought pass his mind, sheer panic within him. He could he have been so careless? He didn't know, but this was real, oh so painfully real, and he winced a little bit as his own words were shoved back in his face. Alright, so maybe 'pop it out' wasn't the best choice of words, but that is the only way he could explain them. With a small sigh, he licked his lips, looking down at his hand, possibly for the first time not wanting to meet the other person's eyes. "Sorry." He mumbled. his head spinning a little bit, and the matter of the fact was that he knew that this situation was so much worse for Annette. She was the one carrying the foetus inside her, she was the one who will have to deal with dropping the things she loves, and gaining weight, and being a good mother. The break down was only to be expected, but it still shocked Ruben a little bit, to see the woman at the verge of tears, thinking that she was a failure because she let this happen. Way to make him feel small, but then again, she did have a strict family, Ruben knew that. It was better for him because he was practically disowned anyway. But the words rung in his ears, she couldn't kill it. No, Annette really wouldn't. After all, she was sleeping with a shapeshifter and a firetamer and whoever else, so that was also to be expected. He looked at her, watched her talk about the fact that maybe her mother was right, and Ruben shook his head. "No, your mother wasn't right. Stand up for yourself, alright so you can't kill it, but don't beat yourself up about it." Maybe his words were a little monotonous sounding, but Ruben was just not good with feelings, but his words were meant in the most of genuine ways. He watched her collect herself, wondering at the willpower it would have taken her to do that, but he took a moment to think of his own family. They would not approve of this, of Ruben not being married and having a child, but it helps with the fact that he had run away of his own accord, this was his own responsibility and no one else's so, they couldn't judge him. The word 'responsibility' was not one he liked to use in terms of describing something in his life, but he knew he needed to deal with this like a man, let his panic fit wash over him, and simply accept it. The sad thing was, that that was easier said than done. He watched Annette go into the kitchen, and bring a bottle, he was confused for a moment, but took it. Ah, no more alcohol for her. But he easily opened the bottle, taking a swig, needing the liquid courage right then. He let her words wash over him, nodding numbly at what she was saying, his eyes on the cigarette in her hand, and watching the packet drop on his lap. He licked his lips uncertainly, possibly the least sure about anything in his life in that moment. He felt her slide her fingers into his, and Ruben was surprised at how much that touch helped, it made him suck in a small breath, and squeeze her fingers tightly, raising his head to look at her as she asked the question. The answer was gradual, he had to think about it, comprehend the words before he spoke. "I - I can try to help ... as much as I can ..." He wasn't sure how much help she would need. "I'll be there for you as much as I can ... just ... give me a little bit of time, a couple of days to calm myself down." He murmured lowly, because he was sure that if he didn't have those few days, he would make a decision he would regret. Letting out a small huff, he wrapped his arms around her neck, pulling her close into a hug, because he felt like he needed human contact in that moment, and he guessed that she would too. "We'll get through this - somehow." He assured himself more than her. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Annette wasn't the one to cry in front of other people. She wasn't the one to show others how much they hurt her, how much she actually cared. Her mother had taught her that emotions were not to be shown as long as she could remember. Emotions and feelings, you kept those to yourself. You had to appear happy and excited for everyone, and they should not be fooled by your behaviour. So if you were happy, those feelings ofcourse you could show. But love, sadness or even anger, those weren't the onces to be shown. Fear, fear was above all a forbidden feeling. It was easily remembered because of the three f's, but it had been hammered into Annette ever since she was aware of her life. Her mother Elaine had appeared like a stone-cold woman, and that was what Annette would have to become. When it had turned out she could not be that person, her mother and her had been clashing ever since. Just thinking of her mother and how she would react to this all, placed a lump in the blonde's throat. It felt like someone had laid a big heavy rock on her chest, and she couldn't breathe. She couldn't think, she could only shake and be in shock, because she sure as hell didn't want this. The girl needed Rue, and he just wasn't there. He was trapped in his own fears. He apologized for his words, but Annete merely snorted. Words like that came out because you meant them. The girl cringed at his monotonous words, brushing a hand through her hair. She knew this was hard on him too, probably even harder on him than on her, because for her, accepting the fact that she was carrying around a being in her stomach was something she couldn't run away from. It was there and it was going nowhere unless she had it removed. For Ruben, this was easier, because he could just bolt and pretend this all never happened. He would be the one having to live with it, but still, it was possible. And from the looks of it, Annette somehow was still scared that he'd abandon her like that. Like she meant nothing to him, like they weren't even friends. She was not used to being so insecure, atleast, not around Rue. When he actually reacted to her touch with his own, Annette felt relief wash through her, and her heart started beating again. It was that extra thing that could calm her down a little, in fact of faking it. The hunter knew she was in deep trouble for this, since the other hunters would not be very happy with what they would soon hear. That one of their fellow hunters was knocked up by a shapeshifter, a supernatural of all beings. No, Annette didn't think it was something that would just slide past the attention of her fellow hunters. "Alright. I'm sorry that I messed up your date now. It wasn't my plan to drop the bomb on you right now, but you kinda gave me no choice."

[/color] The blonde said, letting out a sigh. She truly was sorry, because she knew that whether Rue still would or wouldn't go to his date (she didn't care, honestly), this whole situation would not leave his mind. It would haunt him. The française felt his arms around her and moved into the embrace, resting her head against Rue's shoulder. "I know. Somehow."[/color] She agreed, biting her lip. It was true they had been in messy situations before, but none had been quite as messy as this one. No, this was a whole new level of shit. "So what do we do now?"[/color] She said, meaning as right now at this moment, and with we she more meant Rue. She knew what she was gonna do; call Cierra, and knowing her friend, after that Cierra would come to her. But well, this was first priority right now.
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE Ruben's head quirked to the side a little, to glance at the blonde on his arms as she mentioned the date that he had planned. He had forgotten it, but he had already cancelled so he shrugged a little. "That can take a rain check, I wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything but this anyway." He told her seriously, probably the most serious that Ruben has been around anyone in Manuka, and it was scaring him. The fear that rumbled through his stomach at the thought that he would be a dad, a father to a little hybrid child, it was insane! He had never wanted a family, not like this anyway, because he knew that he could never be a committed enough father. Yes, he loved Annette, but in the most platonic way as well as her being his friend. However, even though Ruben may seem pretty much the opposite, he has to admit that he cares that Annette is probably feeling a wreck right now, and it's easier to me wrecks together. Ruben took a moment to consider if he would have to look after his life after Annette told all of her hunter buddies. He was sure that this would go down less than well in that department, but he was just panicking now. It doesn't seem real, to be honest, that a part of himself is growing inside Annette's stomach. He pulled her a little into himself, his long arms holding her tightly, because he really needed this comfort. However, Ruben would rather die than admit that out loud, so actions would have to do. Jesus Christ, a baby. The male shook his head. He knew that he would never live it down with any of his friends, especially Quin. That guy would make fun out of Rue for eternity, and it wasn't like Ruben wouldn't be able to see the funny side of this sometime in the far future. He took in a deep breath, and let it out with a sigh, biting his bottom lip as sweat trickled down his neck uncomfortably. "So what do we do now?" That's the million dollar question, isn't it? What can they do? Annette clearly doesn't want to give up the baby, and Ruben is not the talking kind of guy and shrugs. "Not talk about it? I don't ... I just I think I need time. To get to terms with the fact that I'll be a f- ... fuck ... father." He cleared his throat, and his brown eyes were deep and dark. "Annette, I'll be a shitty father." He confesses, looking at her, panic in his face once again, "Even if I try, I'll mess up like I always do." His words were deep and meaningful, and he licked his lips, running a hand across his face. "I have no idea what to do ... not mention it? Tell people? Call my family and tell them that I've got someone pregnant so they can gloat about me being the failure they thought I'd be?" Ruben snorted, because he knew that that is what would happen. He took a shaky breath, and leaned back against the sofa, dragging Annette with him. "Can we just lie here for a bit, before we face anything?" He murmurs, swallowing hard. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Annette felt as if her world was spinning. Spinning her head right round, right round. Her whole world was crumbling around her, underneath her feet and she did not know what to do. Her mother had warned her over and over and over about these things, she had warned herself about these things, she had told herself so many times, always paid attention and the one single time she was too fucked up to think about it, boom she got punished. How was that fair? Well, the blonde knew the answer to that, it wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all. How could women of 30-40 years old all over the world not get pregnant, while people like her who didn't want to, did? It was impossible, unfair and all the injustice of it all, she just couldn't take it anymore. And Rue, as much as she knew he was trying, he wasn't helping her. Not at all. She needed hugs and she needed someone to tell her that it was gonna be alright and that she wasn't alone in all of this. But apparantely the shapeshifter was not the guy to tell her that. He was not gonna be her support, well, not now. And yet she felt guilty for ruining his date the way she had, because she hadn't wanted that at all. Annette Mason hated to be a partykiller, she did not like nor wanted that role. But what else could she have done, pretended nothing was wrong? "I'm just sorry." She said with a sigh, wondering why the hell of all that was going on right now, that little thing was what pressed the hardest on her. It made zero sense. Okay, so maybe it did make sense, it meant that she was changing already. That she had already started to do things she wanted to do. But at the same time it didn't make sense, since Annette had had no choice on this one, so it wasn't a deliberate partykill things. She had to stop thinking about it. Ruben pulled her closer towards him and Annette digged her head into the hollow between his neck and shoulder, letting out a deep sigh. What to do with all of this, well she didn't know either. Rue expected her to have answers, but she had none. She was worried for what the hunters would say, for their reactions, though she knew none of them would be good. The blonde had never been the one to be too optimistic, she was a realist. She loved Rue, she did and she did not want him to be hurt, and she knew she was being selfish by not being able to get rid off the thing, but the girl just couldn't. She realized how much easier it would be if she did, but she couldnt'. Selfish little Annette could not bring herself to cause so much guilt for herself. The hunter focussed back on the now, and on her worries when it came to the other hunters. They would be after Ruben, she knew that, and she also knew she would not be able to stop them. She could yell and scream and jump in front of him, but since she'd be dead to them as well, they would no longer care about her. And Jack, Westley... Annette was worried most about their reactions. They were the most hardcore hunters, but at the same time Westley was her closest friend and Jack was like a father to her. It was too complicated for Annette to think about. Ruben started speaking again, pulling the blonde girl back to the present, back to them and the now. What they would do, she guessed neither of them knew the answer to that. They'd probably just go along and do whatever, and end up doing the wrong thing. She heard his worries and the seriousness that had slipped into his voice as he talked to her. He was actually sincerely talking to her about this. It made her respect grow a little bit for him, because Annette knew they were not used to being serious to each other. There had never been a reason to. She knew Rue was not a serious guy at all, and the fact that he was worried, confused, it were all natural reactions. And it meant that he was not gonna abandon her. Atleast, right now it seemed as if he wasn't, and that was a relief on her side. Annette didn't know how she was gonna manage without him. The shapeshifter asked if they could just lay there for a little and the hunter nodded, crawling even closer against him. "Hey.. I don't think you will be a shitty father, Rue. Don't say that. My family is like yours, and I'd rather die than tell my mother. But whatever it is, we can do this. I promise." She said softly, caressing with her hand along his face to make him look into her eyes, and softly pecked her 'boyfriend', best friend and now baby daddy on his lips, before resting her head on his chest again, saying nothing more. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE | ENOUGH WORDS | NOTES: i say aweeee | TAGGED: the sexay ruben

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE Ruben didn't think he needed to say anything when she said she was sorry, because what was there to say? It didn't matter, nothing would change just because of a few simple words. He sighed and looked to the floor, thinking about his carefree lifestyle, and it seemed like it turned out to be more carefree than he had hoped. He loved Annette, she was one of his best friends, she was amazing in bed and he was glad he could come back to her for sex whenever he wanted, but he had never realised that two people could be so careless. He would fight and argue that they were both to blame, he was not ready to take to blame on his own, they were both completely drunk and hadn't used protection, and now they were here. But how could he have been so stupid? Ruben was usually so careful to use a condom while having sex, just so he wouldn't be in a position like this. But he was. He guessed it could have been worse, it could have been any random chick carrying his baby. He laid down on the sofa on his back when Annette nodded at his request, licking his lips, feeling like his whole body was so so heavy that he had a massive weight attached to his torso and he was drowning and couldn't get back up. He let her lay down on his chest, and squeezed her shoulder. He was surprised about how he was able to be so serious. He wasn't usually like this, but even if he hated this, the situation, he still loved Annette, he really did, and he could not just walk out on her right now as much as he didn't want the baby. It didn't mean that she was keeping it, they just had to work out what to do with it. Maybe adoption, but that was not something that Ruben wanted to think about right now. He listened in silence as she told him that he wouldn't be a bad dad, he didn't say anything for a few minutes, mulling the words over. "Annette ... I really don't think you mean that." He said not unkindly, because they both knew that he was not father material. "I'm about the last person who should be a dad ... you know? I am not ready to give my life up for a small moving, crying thing .." Maybe he didn't phrase that right, but his voice was quiet and contemplative, more than accusing or disgusted. "You know, a baby should be between people who want to be together forever, love each other like soulmates, and I just haven't met that person yet." He told her, returning the small peck on the lips that she gave him, and his eyes were on hers. "I love you, I do, but this relationship isn't something that a baby should be born into." He said, but then he realised he should be quiet. He licked his lips and looked at the ceiling for a moment, playing with a strand of blonde hair, as he closed his eyes. "I think right now, we should rest a little, and then have dinner, and think about something else? Maybe watch a movie or something, just like old times, yeah?" He smiled a little, because when they weren't fucking they were doing fun things like that and he misses it, and he was sure that would take their minds off things. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… All Annette wanted to do right now, was curl up into a ball and die. Die so her mother would not come here to mock her and tell her how right she had been about her daughter all along, that she was worth nothing and that only Elaine's guidance could've saved her and she hadn't accepted it. She was sorry for ruining Ruben's date, even if she hadn't done it on purpose, she still felt guilty, even if it didn't solve anything. Hell, she even felt guilty for being pregnant, and that was something she sure as hell hadn't planned this way. If she had a choice, she would have rewinded every single day until the day that she had gotten pregnant, and stop herself from doing the foolish thing she had done, together with rue. Would've stopped them both from making such a terrible mistake, because despite the fact that Annette had always loved children, she sure as hell wasn't ready to have one herself yet, and she knew Ruben felt the same. But then again, it could've been worse. Atleast Ruben was not abandoning her, well so she thought right now. Sure, if he really did not want to keep the baby, he would probably not play father for it if she did decide to keep it, but she didn't think she would. Just because she couldn't get rid off it, didn't mean she fancied being a single mom. People called her a slut enough already as it is. Digging her head deeper in Ruben's neck, Annette just closed her eyes and waited to wake up. Wake up now, that's what she wanted. Again she felt lucky that this was her best friend they were talking about, not some random stranger she had had a one-nighter with. One who wouldn't have hesitated to run away and leave her all by herself to clean up their mess. But Ruben loved her, and she loved him, and though they would never ever be in a relationship with each other, because it just wasn't how it worked between them, they were close friends, if not best friends, and they would not let each other down. It felt soothing and alarming at the same time, because Annette wondered how much this was going to change the friendship they already had. Would it ever grow back to normal, or was it stained forever? Now, the blonde knew that change was something that happened with everything, nothing stayed forever, but she never liked it when good things changed. There were only so few things that did work out in her life, and her relationship with Ruben had been one of them. And now here they were, soon to be having a baby. Annette let out a sigh, looking up as Rue started talking again. She honestly did not agree with him. "Look, Rue, you might not be the most.. standard dad in the world, but I honestly think you would do well."

[/color] The hunter said, resting her head against his shoulder again, her fingers trailing absently over his chest, unsure what to say next. She pondered over what he said afterwards, that people like them should not have kids, because they did not love each other, believed they were soulmates and wanted to be together forever. Which was true, ofcourse, but knowing Annette and her feelings it still sort of stung, temporarily though as she pushed that away again. It didn't matter, it would never matter. "I agree with you though. I never pictured myself having kids, because I just never pictured myself finding that person I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. And I still haven't, and still don't think I ever will."[/color] She continued, because all she could do was agree with what he said, it wasn't even a lie. As confusing as her feelings for mr. Carraway were at times, she did not cherish the illusion of them being forever together, if they by miracle ever got together. Because she did not believe in everlasting relationships in the first place. Annette's parents had killed that for her, when she had seen that money even killed the strongest love. Not that she'd ever fall for that, but she knew there was always something that could lure you away, if the timing was right. As harsh as that sounded. Howerver she nodded at Ruben's proposal. "Sounds like a plan to me. In the meanwhile I might figure out a way to tell the hunters about.. this."[/color] Annette said, letting out a sigh. "I'm gonna make a call, be right back." The huntress said, getting up while brushing a hand through her hair, and took her iPhone from her pocket as she walked out of the room, dialling Cierra's number. She needed some motherly sanity right now and she figured Ruben might need some alone time too. After the conversation, Annette came back, somewhat more calmed down and reasonable about everything. Cierra had a way of speaking and saying things that made you believe that everything would be alright, even if they wouldn't be. "You want a drink?"[/color] Annette asked, since common curtesy had lacked a little when he busted in on her doing a pregnancy test.
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE Ruben had never been a massive fan of change, it threw him off guard because he liked the way things were. Easy going, problem free, and when change was for the worse, it made him feel uneasy. There was no way he would run to mummy and daddy with this, he hasn't spoken to them for over two years. Even though he misses his little siblings, this is the way it has to be. If he started speaking to them now, when he got someone pregnant, well, they'd just highlight the fact that he was a fuck up and can't deal with life on his own. That he should come back and accept the responsibilities of marriage that had been thrust upon him. Ruben refused to even think about that, and as he felt Annette bury her face in his neck, he only pulled her fractionally closer, really glad to have allowed himself to have some close friends. Friendship wasn't commitment, or so that's the way he saw it. But then again, he realised that if he wasn't such good friends with Annette, he wouldn't be laying with her right now. He would have bolted the moment he heard the word 'pregnant' escape her lips. That thought startled him a little, but he knew that if he didn't have friends, his life would suck. Ruben laughed when she said he wasn't a 'standard' dad but he'd do 'well'. He didn't agree with that one bit, and he shook his head at her words. "I really don't think I would. I don't know the first thing about raising a kid, God, I barely know how to look after myself!" He sighed, because it was true. Sometimes he struggled with the responsibilities, such as working to pay rent, as well as living this carefree lifestyle. What kind of person wanted to bring up a kid in a life of booze and drugs, something that Ruben would be too afraid to give up. The only good thing he could offer about this would be the martial arts, train his kid. But no. He wouldn't even think about it, because he hoped beyond hope that Annette had enough sense to give it to a family who could love it and look after it like he knows neither of them could, no offense to Annette. He was sure she'd make a good mother one day, but not when he soul is set out to kill that demon guy, and he was sure that she'd want to live a free life after it was born. Rue listened to her speak about never finding a soulmate, and as true as it sounded even about him, it made him a little sad that she never would. Wasn't it every girl's dream to find prince charming and settle down? He wasn't a girl so he didn't know. "Maybe you will, maybe you won't. Who knows." He shrugged, because only time will tell. Ruben nodded when she got up to call the hunters, and he had to admit that even his heart picked up speed for a moment, because ... will they want to kill him now? For knocking up a hunter? He bit down on his lip, nibbling on it in a fashion which he hadn't done before and waited for the blonde to come back after her call. Then she was back, and offering him a drink and he nodded, getting up to get it himself since he couldn't just sit there. Taking the vodka she had handed to him earlier, and a glass from one of her cupboards, he poured a hefty amount of the alcohol into the glass and downed it, before his dark brown eyes settled on the huntress. "Annette ... they're gonna wanna kill me, right? All of your hunter clan ..." He gave her a look, since that was the last thing he wanted, and he really wanted some reassurance for his life. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION

[ANNETTE DORYCE MASON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… When life was a mess and you were unsure what to do, was the next step? Right, call your friends. But it was rather difficult in this situation, given that she was in this mess with Ruben (one of her best friends), and most of her other close friends were hunters who would most likely not really take it too well. Realizing this for the first time for real, Annette realized how screwed she exactly was. Jack was gonna kill her (figuratively if not literally), Westley would most probably not want to talk to her again, and most other hunters would be disgusted by her. She'd be a social outcast, really. And it all mattered to her, because Annette wasn't done being a hunter yet. She had so much more to do, so much more to achieve. Nikita Redfield still had to die. But right with Rue, the blonde felt as if she didn't need to say anything for a while, not think about anything for now, nothing but the whole baby thing. Which honestly was enough to process anyways. Like Rue, she would not go back to her mother and tell her about this. She'd only be mocked and her lif would become even more crappy than it was now. She needed to fix this on her own. The hunter knew she most probably would not be able to keep the kid on her own and give it a good life, she knew that. Chances were so high that she still got killed by Nikita (though she hoped not) and whatever would happen. But that didn't mean she'd kill it. Most likely she'd give it away, to people who could not get children by themselves but had more than enough love to give to this baby. More than her and Ruben could. The kid would grow up in a family that was not even a family. Rue and her were friends, they were not in love. And that was not the right environment to raise a child in. And she knew it. "I know, I know.."

[/color] Annette said with a sigh as Ruben elaborated why he would not be a good dad.

Yet the decision to do the right thing was somehow also the hardest to make. Annette felt a little bit lost, but at the same time tried to let it go for now. First things first, and she had to calm down. Shrugging her gentle shoulders at his reply, the girl agreed with that. She just didn't believe in it, and she did not think it was for her. She wasn't like most girls anyways, so neither with this. "Who knows."[/color] She said simply, geniunely not affected by that statement. She had different things in mind. Like how to solve this baby thing. But it was true that she had to tell the hunters. But first, she needed Cierra. Cierra who always gave her good advice, who supported her, who was her friend. She had to gather up some courage after that, and called Jack. He was always the first person she'd call. But the conversation hadn't been a really good one. Neither a completely bad one either, but not good. Definately not good. She came back and saw the anxiety on Ruben's face. What should she say? Tell him he was not in danger only to have him be killed because he wasn't watching his back well enough? Tell him the truth knowing it would scare him and he might run away from her? And then she decided to say the truth. Because it was always the best to do so. "I don't know, Rue. I honestly do not know. I asked Jack to leave you alone, but he said he had never ensured the safety of a supernatural's life before. I just think you're not more in danger than ever, at least, not with Jack. And I think he would be your worst concern if he was after you. But I have no clue how the others will react."[/color] The blonde said softly, brushing a hand through her golden locks again. She was always honest. She had had to tell him. Because she honestly had no idea.
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[RUBEN DANIEL CARRAWAY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] SURPRISE OF YOUR LIFE Ruben realised that maybe he should be more sympathetic to Annette, and not just think about himself. But that was hard to do, because they were both thrust into this whirlwind and the pressure in his stomach was tight. All he wanted to do now was wake up, or maybe for the blonde to grin and yell ‘surprise’ and it would be all over. However, the fear in her features was much too real, and the beating in his chest much too fast. Rue should have known that a day would come, and he’d have to act like an adult, but he was hoping for it to come much later than that. He understood why Annette didn’t want to say much, and honestly, there was a squeezing in his throat that made him want to say as little as he could. So, the moment she left to call her friends, Ruben sat up on the sofa, and eyed the bottle which Annette had given him, since she obviously couldn’t drink anymore. Wasn’t alcohol always the answer? No, but to Ruben it was the best answer he could get in that moment, therefore the bottle was touching his lips in no time, cap off, and the bitter liquid running down his throat. The heat from the alcohol making him feel a bit better. But then Annette was back, and he didn’t even care to close the bottle, because he knew that she’d know why he was doing this. Yes, it was hard for her, she’s the one who’s going to have to carry this thing for nine months, and make the decisions, but that didn’t mean that it was easy on the shapeshifter. His brown eyes were a little bit glassy from the burn of the alcohol, and he took another sip none the less, listening to her words. So, he may or may not be a dead man. Why did he have to go around knocking up a hunter? He bit his lip and stared at the bottle in his hands for a moment, before pulling out his pack of cigarettes and lighting one. He needed it, he so very much needed it in that moment, he just didn’t really know what to do with himself. A humourless laugh escaped his lips. “Fucking great. Well, not like I don’t have a chance against them, I am a professional at martial arts.” Ruben reasoned, a small shrug of his slim shoulders but he could see his hand shaking as he raised the cigarette to his lips. No, it wasn’t just hard for Annette, it was hard for him too. Rue shifted on the sofa and patted the seat next to him for Annette to sit, putting the bottle back on the table, not bothering to cap it, he cast his brown eyes onto the pretty blonde. And it was true, Annette was stunning. Everything a man ever looked for in a woman, and the personality to match, but at the same time Ruben knew that he loved her as a friend. It would be weird to say as a sister, because well, because he knocked her up, but he did love her. Her friendship, and of course he didn’t mind the benefits that came with that, but Ruben knew that he could never love her like a child needed their father to love their mother. He was not in love with her, but if he was, it would make things a little bit easier, no? “The way I see it ...” He started, the cigarette limp between his fingers. “We have nine ... or well, whatever six or seven months to figure things out.” Ruben nodded and chewed on his lower lip. “I ... I won’t ditch or anything,” He told her, and that was a hard thing to promise because it was a kind of commitment. “So, for now, I say we try and think of something else.” Maybe they could do something to take their minds off, put on a movie or something, or talk about anything but the baby in her stomach that was his, just something to make this easier. CODED BY LADY RAINICORN @ CAUTION