misfits -open-

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"Thank you, miss!" A young girl called. Raychel smiled gently, but the sadness was hard to hide. She knelt down to the young child, eyes dull, lifeless. This girl's life would never be the same. She had been bitten, mauled by a werewolf. Raychel wasn't too keen on the smell, but she was used to it now. She knew that this girl was going to struggle. Raychel looked deep into the girl's eyes. "If you need anything, your mum and dad have a way to reach me. Okay?"

The girl nodded, beaming, then she hugged Raychel. Reluctantly, Raychel hugged her back. Within moments, the girl was gone. Raychel stood, sighing heavily. It was hard. Everyone that she treated were misfits, like her. And it hurt to see young people have their lives ruined. Someone rapped on the door, and Raychel turned to see...

[bugock]

Safira smiled tentatively when Raychel turned to her. She had had an appointment to check on the baby what with her due date being so close, and while she was there she had hoped to see her friend. Only days away from her due date, Safira's belly was very large, and her back was constantly aching. She pushed open the door and walked inside, left hand bracing the small of her back, as if it would make it hurt less. "Hi," Safira said softly, and then gave Raychel a sideways hug owing to the size of her stomach. She was very hormonal these days, it seemed as if she were always on the verge of tears- Isaac being gone wasn't helping either.

[broadway]

Raychel managed a tight-lipped smile. Her and Safira had become quite close, as had her and Demetri. She cared deeply for the couple, and thought of them as family. Exceptionally gently for a vampire, Raychel returned the hug of her dear friend. She smiled a bit more widely at Safira's expanding belly. Absently, she placed a hand in her own. Raychel was ever wanting a child, now that it would be hard for her to convieve.

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"How are you?" Safira asked, hoping to get conversation going. Perhaps spending time with Raychel would distract her from her terrible feelings of guilt. She had to tell herself several times in a day that it wasn't her fault, and she needed to stop acting like it was. This however, made little difference in her mood. She would feel much better once the Order had found Isaac. Safira switched hands bracing her back, she would be grateful when Aurora was born, it would definitely take the stress off her aching back.

[broadway]

"I'm... Well. Enough," Raychel responded, her small smile faltering a bit. Things were incredibly stressful. That, and she still needed to talk to Kherington about taking leave in May to go to Venezula with Levi. Biting her lip, she examined Safira. Instead of asking how she felt, since Raychel could tell she was also under a lot of physical and emotion stress, she gestured to a seat. "Anything I can get you?" Raychel asked politely, smiling.

[bugock]

"My brother back and this baby out of me," Safira sighed as she sat down, thankful to get the weight off her sore feet and ankles. She ran a hand through her hair, wishing that she had put it up that day, but she had not thought of it until after she had left the house and it was a bit too late. "But I know you can't do those things," added Safira with an attempt at a smile that looked too strained to be terribly happy.

[broadway]

Raychel bit her lip anxiously. If she could return Isaac to his family, she most certainly would. But many Order members, especially Demetri, urged her not to help at all with tracking his whereabouts. Isabelle had already placed a bounty on her head, and Raychel would be walking right into her hands. Brain working furiously, however, a light bulb flickered on. "I may be able to do... one of those... With your permission, of course," she started, slowly, a smile creeping onto her face. "I'm not necessarily practiced in the art, but I'm sure there's someone in this hospital who can get you to go into labour," she finished, quietly.

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Safira managed a weak chuckle, she had not been being entirely serious, but she was completely sick of being pregnant. She had had enough of sharing her body with another person, she would much rather not have to carry around a full-term baby. Safira definitely wanted to wait a couple of years to have more kids, she was just freshly seventeen, she hadn't been planning on having a family yet. "Aurora will come when she's ready," Safira said, patting her stomach lovingly, "but I wanted to ask you something." She paused a moment, trying to relax in spite of her physical discomfort. "Will you be Aurora's godmother?"

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Raychel had opened her mouth to apologize, when she realized what Safira was asking. Stunned, she stood there, replaying the question. A genuine smile took over her shocked features, and she nodded. "Of course. I'd be honored," she replied quietly. It was the closest thing to being a real mother, and Raychel couldn't have been more pleased.

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Safira beamed at one of her closest friends. She couldn't imagine asking anyone else to be the godmother for her daughter, Raychel held a special place in her heart. Especially with what she had done to help her and Demetri- the young woman meant a lot to Aurora already, and she hadn't even been born yet. "I truly appreciate it, you mean so much to Demetri and I," said Safira.

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Raychel smiled, then sat down next to Safira. It was nice to hear that her work was appreciated. She took her friend's hand gingerly. They were very close, they'd both been through a lot. "How's Aurora doing? How's Demetri?" she asked, looking over and smiling a bit. Raychel hadn't seen Demetri in some time, though their correspondances were regular.

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"Aurora, other than thinking of my bladder as a source of amusement, is well," said Safira, managing a small smile. The thought the in just a few short days she would be a mother was almost surreal. She didn't feel like she was ready, but at the same time she couldn't wait. For not the first time she found herself wishing that she were just a bit older, but there wasn't any going back. "Demetri is fine, although he's as worried about Isaac as I am."

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"Sounds like a piece of work," Raychel commented, laughing slightly at Safira's explanation of Aurora. Raychel couldn't imagine being thrust into motherhood at seventeen. It was too surreal for her. Of course, everything that had been surreal to the teen, from falling in love, to becoming a vampire, to losing her parents, had become all too real. It was nauseating. At Safira's quip about Demetri, she nodded gravelly. "I didn't expect anything other than that. Deep down, Isaac cares for your husband, underneath all his resentment. And underneath Demetri's fear for the danger your brother's posed in the past, he cares about Isaac, deeply," she commented quietly.

[bugock]

Before she could stop herself, Safira started crying. It didn't take much for her to start these days, throughout her pregnancy she had been extraordinarily sensitive. And sometimes she would just start to cry for no reason at all. Safira hated it, but there wasn't much of anything she could do about it. "I s-suppose that I won't have to w-worry about them hurting each other a-anymore," Safira stammered as she reached into her purse for a tissue to dab at her eyes with.