A gust of a laugh left her. "Oh god.. did they tell you what I did? I didn't mean to hit Catarina with the needles. That wasn't my intent. Now, Ragnor... he'd just declared his intent of dating Alexus. I probably did it on purpose to him. But that's not the point!" So much more happened... and if they told Alec just how suicidal she'd acted, he wouldn't be happy at all about her drunkenness.
Tilting her head a little, she unconsciously brushed her hand over her stomach in thought. "You didn't hurt him on purpose. You never have. Mal just wanted so much to be like you... And he thought you felt left out without magic." Studying his face, she drank him in a moment wondering how he would have felt if he'd lived to see the pure happiness their son found... and watch him lose it. "I think... he'd learn now if the right words were spoken." From Alec. Mal thought he had nothing left to lose except his father's love.
"I'm sorry I didn't raise them to be closer to the Nephilim." Her voice went quiet. They were older teens when Alec died. But when she'd cut all ties to the Clave, they had as well. There had been no love for her and her strange hybrid children. But she'd not asked them to follow her... "Does that still make them nephilim still?"
The moment their lips met again, she melted. A sigh and gasp touched her breathing as he nuzzled her ear. "Alexander..." Whispering his name softly, she curled her arms about him and bit her lower lip just a moment. Where being pregnant made her sick, it also made her far more sensitive as well. "I love you... And I hope you do... this bond... barring unnatural death will not break unless one of us dies."
The soul bond wove them together so tightly... that he shared her immortality. Only a wound too much to be healed could kill either of them. The only thing that would have been bad was if she died... he'd be mortal again as soon as that happened. "I will always keep you safe. From anything, including those dangerous umbrellas." Winking at him, she pulled him closer and kissed him again gently.
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Tilting her head a little, she unconsciously brushed her hand over her stomach in thought. "You didn't hurt him on purpose. You never have. Mal just wanted so much to be like you... And he thought you felt left out without magic." Studying his face, she drank him in a moment wondering how he would have felt if he'd lived to see the pure happiness their son found... and watch him lose it. "I think... he'd learn now if the right words were spoken." From Alec. Mal thought he had nothing left to lose except his father's love.
"I'm sorry I didn't raise them to be closer to the Nephilim." Her voice went quiet. They were older teens when Alec died. But when she'd cut all ties to the Clave, they had as well. There had been no love for her and her strange hybrid children. But she'd not asked them to follow her... "Does that still make them nephilim still?"
The moment their lips met again, she melted. A sigh and gasp touched her breathing as he nuzzled her ear. "Alexander..." Whispering his name softly, she curled her arms about him and bit her lower lip just a moment. Where being pregnant made her sick, it also made her far more sensitive as well. "I love you... And I hope you do... this bond... barring unnatural death will not break unless one of us dies."
The soul bond wove them together so tightly... that he shared her immortality. Only a wound too much to be healed could kill either of them. The only thing that would have been bad was if she died... he'd be mortal again as soon as that happened. "I will always keep you safe. From anything, including those dangerous umbrellas." Winking at him, she pulled him closer and kissed him again gently.