I'm so tired of hurting you over and over - Nicholas

Place: The meadow
Time: Lucile doesnt know.
Surroundings: We know this already
Weather: Cold breezes from north on a cloudy day.
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How long had it been since she’d last seen him? She did not know. These last few hours, days or weeks had been meaningless to her. She had tried her best to get in contact with him, but Lucy wouldn’t let her. Lucy wouldn’t let her do anything. Her cheek was stinging from Lucy’s recent rampage to get them food. It wasn’t that it hurt that much, what hurt was that she had been awake to see it all. Was this because she knew all along? That she had been playing a trick on them to make them think that she had forgotten?
She sat in the grass of the meadow, a thing that she had held so dear, but now she was trapped here with the memories. She was wearing a big shirt from where she did not know where had come from. She was hugging her legs as she had her forehead pressed onto her knees. She didn’t want to look up. Had he gotten the note? She was only lucky to had gotten a hold of someone. God knew she had tried her best. To just go to his house. But every time she had come too close, Lucy had stopped her.
“Remember your promise.” She’d whisper in the back of her mind. So instead she stayed in the meadow. Hoping that he’d somehow come to her to see her. She knew what Lucy had done. She wanted to forgive her, in the end she understood that Lucy would do anything to protect them. Everything happened too fast and not even Lucy intended for it to happen. The most unforgivable thing imaginable. She had been mourning for him and hating herself for what Lucy had done. But had he gotten the note? The one she gave to the little boy in the forest, instructing him to deliver to his house. Was that a false hope? How could she know that the boy would know what house? Or if he even wanted to?
Her hair was spread over her legs, the beautiful white colour was soaked in a brownish dried up substance. She knew what it was. It only made her feel worse. And the thoughts that she had had over the time she had been away from him? She had felt so horrible. Why did she always have to do this to him? He didn’t deserve this. She didn’t want things to be like this anymore, she wanted to stop being the source of all bad that happened. She knew that this couldn’t be possible with Lucy around.
Maybe it was just supposed to be this way? Lucy and Lucile, the two people that could never be separated. The irony in it was disgusting. She didn’t want to be with Lucy. Lucy wasn’t the one she loved. But not even love could stop Lucy. Her shoulders started shaking lightly as she sobbed in her knees. This was unfair. Lucy was unfair. All she wanted was just to be happy. Was Lucy happy? Could tormenting her like this really make her happy? She just sat there, hoping that he had gotten the note. "Please...." she whispered in a begging tone.

The search for Lucile had lasted almost two days now. He had been everywhere. After he left the alley camp he had ran straight home, hoping to find her, or any clues to where she was. But it was to no avail, she was not there, nor had she been there. After being home he had been to his suppliers and people he knew close by if any of them had seen her, yet no one had. He walked through every alley, every street, scouring the entire district after her. He didn't have any breaks, still wearing the same clothes as before, pants and only a coat covering his upper body. He hadn't slept since he was in bed with Lucile. It was midday in day two and he was heading home to check if she had returned there, he didn't have any other ideas at the moment, he couldn't run around the entire Doomsville, he would never find her like that.
When he was not too far away from his home he saw a little boy run past him in a hurry which caught his attention. He got reminded of their child, which only made it hurt more not finding them. But thinking about the child he thought about the future they would have, and that sparked an idea. How could he have been so stupid, the reason he didn't find her is because she had to be at the meadow. But if that was the case, then it meant that she had some control, so why didn't she come home? It didn't matter, he turned around and started jogging for the entrance to the city. After two days of no sleep he was getting tired, but there was no way he would sleep until he found her alive and well.
After a long road he had made it to the woods again, the sun was setting as it was getting late. He started walking to catch some breath as he went off the road in to the woods where he lost her last time he was here. He gets to the small hill overlooking the meadow and he sees her. She was sitting in the meadow alone, she was wearing different clothes and her hair was mixed with another color but he knew it was her, there was no doubt about that. He fell to his knees, using his hands to stop him from falling completely down as tears started to run down his face. He had finally found her, and she was alright, he was so happy she was there. After gaining some strength back he stood up and started walking towards her, stopping about three meters behind her. He didn't want to scare her so he would go by her pace, she was here, safe, that's all he cared about. "Lucile... Sweetheart?.." He said with a trembling voice, tears still running down his cheeks, not able to hide how relived he was to have found her.

When he talked to her he expected her to turn around and run for him, but she just sat there crying. What was going on? What had happened? When she said that she was the one who killed Langdon a shiver went down his spine from the shock, but he didn't believe her, even if it was true there was no one he would believe it. "Noo..." he whispered to himself, as he felt worse about what happened, Langdon's death was on his hands, not hers. As she got up he started taking steps towards her, but it was difficult, his body was frozen and he barely made any progress towards her as she continued to speak.
"What note? Do what?" He said with a panicked voice, his heart was in distress, he had a really bad feeling about all of this. "Wha... What are you even.." he had a hard time getting the words out as he was processing what she said, he started having trouble breathing the more she continued. Was she really doing what he thought she was? This could not be happening, not now, this was too much for his exhausted heart to handle. When she said said she wasn't healthy for him and turned around, he felt pain in his chest. He tried taking another step towards her, but stumbled to one of his knees as he held on hand on his chest, struggling to breathe. He groans as he stands back up, limping towards her as he tried his best to control his body that was now failing due to the lack of rest and extreme stress that was put on it because of what she was saying.

He reached her as she finished, grabbing and leaning on her shoulders as he turned her around. "Listen to me.. Lucile.. You are my.. only source of happiness in ...this life.." He said with a broken voice, speaking in between breaths, continuing as best he could, even though his tears were uncontrollable. "I.. don't care if it's dangerous.. i. don't care.. if you're not healthy for.. me.. I would rather live.. a day with you.. and die by your hands.. than live an eternity without.. you.." he barely finished as he fell to his knees, not strong enough to hold on to her shoulders anymore, his whole body was showing how hard he was struggling to breathe, you could even hear the echo from his lungs, even as he tried to hide it. "I know.. every risk... i don't care about.. any of them.. because i love you... i.. can't live.. without you.." He leans his head against her stomach, wrapping his arms around her as best he could, hugging her and the baby at the same time, making her sweater soak up his tears as they ran down his face. "I want... to live th.. the rest.. of my life.. with you.. and our child.. no matter.. what challenges... comes.. we.. can beat them... together.."
He tries forming a smile as he thinks about the future they could have. But he couldn't manage it, he falls on the ground, holding around her leg as best he could. "Please...please dont.. leav..." He can't finish the sentence before he closes his eyes and just lays there, the only sounds coming from him is the whistling from his lungs as his whole body is shutting down. From the start of the conversation the body had been trying to force him unconscious so it could process the stress at its own pace, but him fighting it so he could talk to Lucile did not help his situation in any way, he was seconds away from a blackout and the heart was ready to give out from the stress it had received.

As he landed on the ground he was barely awake, still not ready to give in to his body just yet, there was more he had to tell her. even though he had no control over his body anymore he was still in charge of his mind, at least for the time being. When she picked him up and started to carry him he felt guilty for putting her through all this, he knew it had to be rough for her, but he was not going to give up on her, not ever. When they got inside he could feel the warmth, which gave him some comfort, but that was only because he was with her. He heard her apologize to him which he would not have anything of, and even though he had difficulty speaking her managed to mumble some words out. "Dont..be.." with an almost unreadable voice.
As she laid him on the floor he heard her talk more about how bad she was for him, and he hated it, because non of it was true, not for him.. He tried responding to her "You're not...hurti.." But before he could finished he blacked out, the body had finally won the battle and got him unconscious. It could finally work in peace to contain the stress, and get the rest it needed after over two days without any. But what the body couldn't control was his dreams, and those were of Lucile, remembering the good times he had with her, which was every waking moment with her. They had been through hard times, but they always pulled through because they had each other.

But now that she wanted to leave him to save him from a bad life. He was still panicking in his thoughts, which meant that more and more bad dreams where showing up again, ending up at his worst nightmare again. What if she left, and the next time he saw her, she was bleeding out, dying in front of him.. What if Lucia didn't give him a bad dream, but a glimpse of his future. The more he thought about it the worse it became, and instead of waking up like he usually would, he was stuck there, going through it all. The body had forced a blackout on him which meant he would remain in his thoughts until the body deemed it ok to wake up. On the outside his breathing returned to normal and he would look peaceful, but inside it was pure hell for him, no escape until the body was done resting up.

The dream seemed like an eternity for him, never ending, almost making him go mad. When he woke up he was soaked in sweat, shaking as he woke, almost like he was kicked out of the dream. He looks around in panic but sees Lucile next to him and manages to calm down, exhaling deeply as he looks up at the ceiling. He had no clue where he was, but it was clear that Lucile was the one that had saved him. It had been a few hours since he blacked out and it was night. After calming down, he turned to Lucile who looked peaceful. He had no idea who would wake up or even how their power struggle went, he could only hope Lucile was the leading one. And seeing as he was still here, that seemed to be true. He moves some hair out of her face as he kisses her cheek, then gets out of the bed as quietly as he can. There was no point in waking her just yet, and besides, both him and his coat was soaked in sweat, would probably be a good idea to hide that first.
He walks out of the room and in to the room with the fireplace, dropping his coat on a chair and sits down in front of the fire with one knee raised and an arm placed on it. He was just in his pants, drying up as he just stared in to the fire, thinking about what had happened. Did she really think she brought that much pain upon him? Maybe he didn't really show her how much she meant to him, it made him feel guilty. He knew he was not deserving of such a beautiful creature, she was way too good to him. If she really wanted to leave him because she did not want to be with him, he would understand that, he would let her go, even if it would break him.. There was no way he would hold her with him if she was unhappy. Because her happiness was his main priority. He loved her more than anything in this world, and every single morning he woke up he was grateful for the love he had found in his life.

But she did have a point, only reversed. The amount of times he had gotten her hurt, or just in trouble, the whole reason they were being chase by Ramsey was his fault. The reason Langdon was dead was because of him. Breaking Moon was his fault. Forcing Lucia into the life of vampirism was on him. He placed his other hand on his chest, stroking one of the scars with his thumb as he thought back to the cause.. A time when he got a lot of people killed.. There was so much pain he had brought to his loved ones. But he wouldn't leave Lucile because of this, he knew she deserved better but he could not bring himself to leave her. Because that would be it, leaving her would be like tying the noose.. He felt like a horrible person for putting her through everything, but one solace fact was that he knew he would get what was coming to him sooner or later. Justice would eventually find its way to him for all the pain he had caused to this world. It was almost ironic, taking the oath to help every creature in need, yet he had brought so much pain instead. A tear rolled down his face as he thought about it all.
As hard it was to think about everything, the crackling sounds from the fireplace kept him calm, it didn't matter where he was or what happened to him, as long as Lucile was close by, he would survive everything. He had no plans to leave her alone in this world. If anyone came into the room he was in he would wipe the tear away before showing anyone his face.

As the door opened he heard it but he didn't react, his eyes glanced at the man but quickly returned to the fire. The way he walked right in made him think he was probably the owner of this place, and a friend of Lucile. He heard something drop on the floor as he greeted him. He was too caught up in his thoughts to pay much attention. "Hello" he let out as kept looking ahead. Normally he would be curious to who he was, why he was here and so on. But he couldn't really focus on anything else at the moment, but he kept answering his questions with as little effort as possible. "I woke up here." If he was going to throw him out he would probably have done it by now, and seeing as he possibly was a friend of Lucile, he had to be a friendly guy. When he asked about his worry, it made him glance away from the fire for a second before looking back. "The past.." He wasn't bothered by all the questions or him talking, normally he would join him for a conversation and get to know him, but not now.

"Lucile's in the bedroom.." He let out, in case he was wondering or worried about her. When the man started talking about how he met Lucile, it got him out of his thoughts while the story went on. He knew he wasn't lying because that's exactly the kind of person Lucile was, and it made him smile for a second. Being with such a good person was heartwarming and heartbreaking at the same time. He hadn't noticed it himself but throughout everything he had said, it was with an unexpressed tone, not monotone, but there was no happy nor sad tones leading his voice, it was just words. "Name's Nicholas.." The staring into the fire had kept him calm so far, kept him warm and pretty much dried him up as well. It was his first time really sitting down and thinking about everything that had happened and thinking about the future. Normally he couldn't do that, especially not without Lucile, but sitting here in front of a crackling flame, in a cabin away from the noise of the city, it was soothing, relaxing. But seeing as this Wade guy was here now, the self reflection would have to wait, if he could snap out of it.

The fact that Wade just continued with his business instead of making a big deal out of him being there was well appreciated, he was not in a state to handle and altercations or any stress in general. He didn't notice until Wade asked but he was very hungry, during the search he hadn't had any food, because when Lucile was on his mind everything else just faded away, but now that she was ok and food was mentioned he felt a huge hunger come on, but that was no reason to take food from someone else. "If you have some to spare sure.." He tried to remain modest about it even though his stomach was twisting in protest, the smell didn't help either. When he was called out for being quiet he let off a small smile, he didn't really think about it, as he was in the zone, there wasn't much attention on anything but his thoughts. "Just some long days is all.." he said with a sigh at the end of it.
As Wade went into another room he he dragged his palm across his face, exhaling deeply, talking to him had helped him avoid too many thoughts, the thought of getting some food was probably some of the cause as well. He's almost surprised to how humble Wade seemed, even though he had a stranger in his house. "It's your cabin.. i don't mind.." He said with a slight confused tone. He noticed Wade eyeing him for a short while, probably looking at his scars, which made him think back to some of them. He didn't mind it, it was normal to look at something that sticks out, he probably had some himself, just like everyone. But he didn't mention anything of it to him, this was not the time anyway.

As they sat there with only the fire making the sweet symphony that was the cracking of the chopped logs, he moved his head slightly to the side towards Wade. "How old are you?" The little he had seen of him he seemed very young, at least for a human, which he assumed he was, because it was the vibe he emitted to him. "You're still young.. This important person you got back.. treat her right, don't loose her.. Don't do the same mistakes i did.. keep her safe." He had a very sad yet serious tone in his voice as he said it. He didn't assume Wade did anything wrong, it was just that he saw himself in his spot when he told his story. He didn't want the same to happen to him and his special someone. Even though what he said might confuse him, he still felt like he had to say it. He looked back into the fire as he continued. "She's my everything youknow... but I'm not good for her, she might be happy with me, but just like a rose, there are thorns... And i am tired of seeing her bleed for something when she deserves so much more.." His tone remained sad and filled with guilt.
He didn't want to just leave her, but maybe he had to, just for a while at least, this way he could get to Ramsey alone, avoiding bloodshed in his family. Even if he couldn't bargain with him, even if he would die in a fight with him, maybe he could make sure he didn't find her. If he was gone, there would be no reason for Lucile to stay in the district. He felt like such a hypocrite thinking like this. But what else could he do? Moon was on a blood hunt for her, Langdon was dead. He hadn't contacted anyone else yet. It seemed so hopeless the more he thought about it. Maybe it was supposed to happen, maybe that was his redemption? he thought about leaving very soon, depending on the food, he also had to get one last kiss from Lucile first before he went anywhere, that's where all his strength came from after all.

When Wade told him he didn't look that old it almost made him smile, appreciating the compliment. When he told his own story about his someone, it did make him relate a lot to it, it had many similarities. But the way he told it, it sounded like a normal break up, with no outer force at hand but him and her. If that was true, then the difference there was big, it wasn't just that Lucile deserved much better than him, there was also her safety, their child's safety. Ramsey was a big part of this, if he left there was a chance he could stop him from chasing her, if he stayed with here there would be a confrontation with him, that was certain, and he knew he would have no mercy for her, not even if he knew about their child. There was so much to think through, and he had no idea how long he had.

But what he said about love got to him, he was right. He had been thinking too much about her safety and too little about her heart. If the roles where reversed.. it actually was earlier that day, and the pain he felt in his heart, was he really going to put her through the same? For some heroic charge into his own grave, probably not changing anything with his death? The more he thought about it the stupider it sounded. At least while they still had other options, he still had to talk to some people first, see what they knew and if they could possibly help. "You're right..." He said with a heavy voice.
When Wade said that she loved him his chest felt heavy, he looked down from the fire and a tear came out his right eye, hitting the floor. Why did he have to make this so much more difficult. But he really appreciated what he had said, it might have stopped him from doing something stupid, at least for now. After some time of just listening to the fire, a loud scream was heard. He knew exactly what that meant, and he felt his heart twist up as they made their way to the bedroom. As Wade shook her, trying to wake her, Nicholas just leaned against the door frame, looking at her with guilt written over his face. He hated seeing her like this, and when she started sobbing he felt so bad for her, partially because he felt responsible for her nightmares, but also because seeing her in distress was the worst thing int he world. "Lucile..." He said quietly as he slowly approached her, crouching down by her head, reaching for her hand to hold. If only his ability was to heal the person and not the body, he could be a lot more useful for her, either that or transfer her pain to him, that would work as well. He wanted nothing but the best for her, no matter what that meant for him.

When she pulled him close to her, telling him to not leave her he simply responded "Never." with a serious voice as he looked into her eyes. He then hugged her, feeling her strength as she squeezed him, but he didn't mind, it felt nice coming from her. Then Wade took his leave, maybe feeling a bit awkward in the situation which made Nicholas smile as he walked out. "Likewise Wade." with a cheerful tone. Now that he had Lucile all to himself again thoughts not involving her started to fade away. When she started to apologize for what happened earlier he just shook his head as she spoke. "I know you did what you thought was right, i don't blame you for anything, nor am i angry at you Lucile... And don't you ever be sorry to me... There is nothing you can do make me think differently of you" he said with a cheerful tone to his voice. he then crawled over her to the open side of the bed as she continued. What she said made him chuckle as he laid down beside her. "You know you would be a great mother if i was not here.." He said smiling, giving her a quick kiss before she cuddled up to him.

As they were laying there ha had his arms around her, stroking her back as he planted a kiss on top of her head. As calming as the fire was to him, there absolutely nothing more calming than being with Lucile, her embrace, her noises and her smells. Everything helped making him calm and happy. As they were laying there, he felt a pinch on his stomach that makes him look at her with a curious face. He didn't want to worry her with his nightmares so he kept that part out of it. "I woke up all sweaty so i went to the fireplace to dry off, didn't seem like a nice thing to do making you cuddle up to a soaking version of me" Ending it with a light chuckle, hoping she wouldn't go more into it than that. Then he got more serious while still caressing her back as he spoke. "You wanna talk about what you dreamt about?" He said in a calm voice, making sure she didn't feel pressured about it. He knew he was the reason she had them, he could feel that, and it felt horrible. But maybe if he knew more about them, he could render them useless somehow. The entire time they were laying there he had been taking breaks from stroking her back just to squeeze her tight to him. Almost as if he was about to loose her from his arms.

What she said about not wanting this if he was not there with her, it made him seriously think about it, if he was to die, the huge responsibility he would leave behind for her. But he shook it off, he had been thinking too negatively for a while now, it was time to change that. Then as she answered him back with his own question it made him smile, fair enough. "Touché" he said with the smile on his face. The dreams could wait for another time, there was no need to bring the mood down now, they deserved some good first. When she leaned away from him to light the candle, he moved his index finger around on her back, making a sad face because there was clothes between him and her precious soft skin. She laid with her back towards him so held around her, holding her hand as he kissed her shoulder before nudging his face on her neck.

When she asked about how babies worked it made him giggle down her neck, most people would know that from a very early age, but he knew that was not the case with Lucile, being inside all her life alone there would be no one teaching her. He felt bad for laughing  but he just couldn't help it because of the way she formed the question. "Weeeelll, they are basically a mini version of us, only they eat more, the sleep more, they cry all the time and need help with everything. It's a lot of work in the beginning but it gets easier with time." Trying to reassure her that it wouldn't be a problem for them. "Don't worry, it might sound hard or confusing but it's very easy to get into." Planting a kiss on her neck as he finishes. He squeezes her tightly for a few seconds seeing as she's so comfortable to cuddle with, and as she flips around he starts looking at her face with big grin, just taking in the beautiful sights. When she leans in and plays with his lips he kisses her back, wanting more when she stops. The next she said made him light up but also laugh when he heard the end of it. "Well, out of everything i can become a meal to, you are definitely my favorite choice." He ended with a light chuckle before he got more serious, but still having a spark to his voice. "I'll always be yours.." Meaning what he said, more than anything. he didn't know if she was worried about it, but he personally knew that there was nothing that could take him from her, he was hers and hers alone.

After some cuddling she looked up at him and told him he smelled, which caught him by surprise but still making him chuckle. "Yeeeaah.. Sorry about that." he said with an almost apologetic voice that was meant more like a tease. When she realizes that she is also in need of a bath he immediately thinks of something, and judging by her grin, she is thinking the same. "Well then, we should do something about that.." He says with a seductive voice while grinning back at her. He thinks for a few seconds before getting an idea. "Stay here, I'll be back shortly" he says quickly before giving her a quick kiss on the lips, jumps over her and walks out the room. He looks to both of his sides and walks down the hallway, checking the doors he passes for something. The second door he opens he finds what he is looking for. He moves to the fireplace and looks around, Wade was nowhere to be seen, but the pot was taken off the fireplace and put to the side. He was probably sleeping somewhere or outside, either way, they pot was just sitting there alone, so he grabs a spoon from a table nearby and goes to town for a few second before he decides to continue with what he was doing.

He looks around the room and finds a cauldron looking thing a bit hidden near the fireplace. He places it on the fire place and runs back into the room he found earlier to grab a small bucket, then runs back and realizes as he looks outside where he has to get the water. He puts on his shoes and walks outside to spot a pond close by. He didn't put on his coat so its freezing outside. Though seeing as he had to make several runs with the small bucket to fill the cauldron it kept him relatively warm, besides, it would be worth it in the end. After his last run, he kicks of his shoes runs back to Lucile while the water was getting heated. As he gets inside the room with Lucile he leaps at her and snuggles as close he gets to her, squeezing her tight as he tries to steal as much warmth as he could seeing as he was ice cold after running outside so many times. "It's not long now" He teases, not revealing what he was doing, it was going to be a surprise for her. He snuggles up to her and only answers any questions she had about what he was doing with a grin.

After a couple of minutes had passed, he quickly jumps out of the bed and grabs the tinderbox on the way out of the room, closing the door behind him. When he gets to the boiling water he realizes how heavy this would be. All he had to think about was Lucile and it made everything so much easier. He puts on some leather gloves hanging by the fireplace and gets a good grip on the handles of the cauldron. Lifting it however was easier than said, he could only lift it for a few meters at a time, having to put it down to regain enough strength to carry on. Thinking about it Lucile could probably hear a bunch of loud thumps going past her. When he finally gets it to the room he had already worked up a sweat. He leans the cauldron on a big wooden tub and fills it about half way before putting it next to it, dropping the little bucket in it in case they needed more. Then there was only the final touch before he could bring her. He walks out to the big room with the fireplace and starts searching drawers until he finds Wade's stash of candles. He probably wouldn't mind him wasting all his stuff in the cabin, at least that's what he kept telling himself to feel better about it. After walking back to the room again he fills it with all the candles he could find and uses the tinderbox to light them all and puts the box on a shelf. As he walks out the door he takes one final look, checking if he was missing anything, it would have to do. He walks back to Lucile, but stopping outside the room to exhale and calm down after all the work. He walks slowly towards her and stretches his hand out "Your bath awaits my Queen.." He lets out with a grin, ready to take her there.

As she grabbed his hand he could see her cheeks light up, which then made his smile bigger. And when she jumped at him it was a surprise but he still managed to catch her, holding her in his arms looking down at her, such a cute face. When she started to kiss him he felt his heart starting to beat again, it had been too long since their last kiss, even if it was just moments ago. He almost forgot what they were doing if it weren't for Lucile moving away from him. The way she teased him while biting her lip got his blood pumping, he definitely couldn't wait for more of her. His breathing became heavy as he carried her to the room where the tub was, feeling her nibble on his flesh was indescribable, it made it impossible for him to concentrate on anything but her. As they arrived she let go of his neck and his arms, dropping to her feet while looking around. He was just hoping everything was satisfactory for her, seeing as all this was for her.

As she removed her shirt all he could do was stare at her while he took a deep breath, smiling as he watched her, finally there was nothing hiding her precious body. He fell out of the moment and entered a dream state, taking in her beauty, as her hair fell down he saw the blood coloring a lot of it, but he didn't mind, there was nothing that could ruin her beauty. He stayed like this until he heard her talking to him, snapping him out of the trance she had on him. "Right behind you.." He said with a seductive tone as he reaches down to grab his shirt, only to realize hes not wearing any, it had been almost 3 days since he had one on, he had gotten used to it so he forgot about it. But he smoothly places his hands on his pants, pretending nothing happened, unhinging the top of his pants and one button before she turns around again, this time more emotional than last time.
He listened to what she told him and it made him smile, feeling extremely happy that she liked what he had done. But she didn't have to thank him, she never did, her face was always enough. He removes the last button, letting his pants fall to the ground as he steps towards her "Anything for you.." With a calm voice that was made of pure love. He moves both of his hand to her jawline and leans in on her, passionately kissing her for a good while with his eyes closed, taking in all the euphoria she was giving him. When the kiss finishes he leans a bit out, looking her in the eyes as he smiles, still holding her jawline. "I love you so much" He says with the calm voice form earlier,, still filled with love. Then he lets his hands run down her body as he walks around her, keeping eye contact as long as he can before stepping in the tub and sitting down. Stretching his arms out to the sides as he got in a comfortable position. "You coming?" He teased her with what she said before with a grin on his face.

As she splashed water in his face because of the tease, he started laughing when the water hit his face, then he wipes his face with his hands. As she strips and gets in the tub he simply smiles to her naked beauty. When she sits down and leans against him he wraps is arms around her chest and tummy as he starts gently kissing her upper neck, moving down until he's at her shoulder. Then he leans his head on her shoulder as she speaks. "We can definitely make that happen." He responds with a cheerful voice. Agreeing hundred percent with her, it was nice here, far from the city, a fireplace, a bathtub and it was not too far from the meadow, it was the perfect location for them.
When she started to kiss his hand he made him smile, making him place a lasting kiss on her shoulder before leaning on it again, nudging against her neck. As he noticed her rubbing her tummy he moved his hands onto hers and followed them around her tummy. He didn't know what she was thinking about but he thought of the child, it would change everything, it would make everything better. What she said made his smile go wider as he thought about it. "That goes both ways youknow.. i never knew true happiness until i met you, you gave me both my humanity and a purpose.. you made me open my heart and I'm scared to even think about what would happen if you didn't walk through my door.." He kept a calm yet happy tone from the start, but at the end it became rather faint. As she chuckled it snapped him out of it and made him smile again as he placed a soft kiss under her ear before gently biting it. He then leaned back and reached for the bucket in the cauldron, filling it as he hovered over Lucile's head with it, using the other hand to collect all her hair to the back. He gently tilts it and pours it so that it runs down the back of her head, soaking her hair without splashing her face. Then he puts the bucket back and starts to massage her head as he cleans the blood from her hair, seeing the water turn red as it ran down her neck, to his own body and to the rest of the water.
As this goes on, he randomly leans in to plant some gentle kisses to each side of her neck. After a while of massaging her head and washing her hair, it becomes its original silver color again. "Ahh... There's the color i fell in love with.."He says in a calm voice with a hint of seduction. Then he proceeds to gently yet slightly firmly massaging her upper neck, moving downwards, not skipping a single muscle on the way down.

He loved every touch of her, just like he always did, when she looked up at him and talked about moving to a cabin away from the city it got him skeptical at first, but then he heard her mention kids, as in plural, and his face lit up. They hadn't gotten their first one yet and she was already thinking about more of them. Then again, he'd be lying if he said he didn't think about the same, many times. And he also noticed how her cheeks turned all red as she said it, making her turn her face away from him. It just made him chuckle as he leaned closer to her ear. "Of course i want that with you" With a playful tone. As for the cabin, it was something he had to think about, moving away from the city would mean leaving the people of Rotten Root behind, dooming a lot of people. Of course he could make a small field hospital or something similar by the cabin, but it was limited who would and could come that far for a treatment. But living out here with Lucile and some kids.. That would be a dream come true. And if Lucile really wanted it, there was no way he could say no to her, no matter what consequences it would have.

As he rubbed her tummy he began thinking of their child, wondering if it would be a boy or a girl and what they would name it. He even had a few names circling in his head, but it figured it was way too early yet. They just figured out she was pregnant three days ago and they were already planning their future for more. But even if their thoughts were way ahead of the present, it was very pleasant to see an end goal. Then she talked about how she would get a huge belly, and to him it sounded like she was worried, which again was normal for someone that was pregnant for the first time. "It will yes, all you have to worry about is eating more, I'll do the rest, even if i have to carry you everywhere. " He said with a cheerful voice, chuckling at the end thinking about it. But he did mean it, he would do everything he could to make her as comfortable as possible. Tend to her every need and desire, watch that she ate enough, make sure to keep work away from her, keep anyone even slightly suspicious away, any and all stress gone. The only thing that worried him was Ramsey, when would he show up? They still needed time to gather people, find Moon and make a plan, but they couldn't wait too long when Lucile would need more care and rest. They would need her to stay far enough away from the blow to not get affected, but still close enough for them to get to her if something where to happen, pregnancy or Ramsey wise.

She looked at him with a more serious face, making him curious to what she was saying. She was completely right about what she said, there was no reason to worry about would could have happened, because it didn't happen. Thinking and worrying about the past would only spoil the present. "I couldn't have said it better myself" He said with a light serious voice as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.
As he massaged her neck he came to a certain spot when she suddenly started to moan, then as she shut her mouth he knew he had hit a sweet spot. So he focused his massaging on the spot as he leaned in on her ear "Enjoying yourself Lucile?.." He whispered playfully as he bit her ear on the way back. When she turned her upper body his hands fell down and held gently around her waist. Her hands holding his head as she kissed him felt like heaven, he could definitely feel the euphoria pumping in him. When the rest of her body followed, his hands went down to her thighs, gently stroking them as he felt her lips overwhelm his. As she moved away, biting his lower lip, he followed as far as he could with his head, feeling her teeth on his lip for longer.
He followed her finger with his eyes then smiled up at her when she told him. When she finished, he leans his entire upper body in to hers, making his lips touch her ear as he follows up "I am forever yours.." Whispering it very seductively with pure passion. Then wraps his arms around her back and moves her up against the other end of the tub and leaning on her, pressing his body as close to hers as he could, feeling her chest on his. Then leaving the ear with a small nibble, as he then moves down her neck, starting with soft lips that turns into teeth the more he gets from her. His heart had started pumping overtime again and his breath was heavy against her throat as he gave in to his cravings for her.