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[artistofsilence]

Guys?

All of you?

I'm here.

I know you're hurting. I know you need someone. And I'm here. For all of you. Anyone.

Sawyer, I'm sorry.

Toph- sweetie... I- I love you.

Everyone else, talk to me. Let me help. Please.

And when this is all over I can shatter like I can't afford to now.

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[faevorite]

*barest hint of a smile* You can't tell me you're not hurting, too, hon. But...

Yeah, I'm... I'm hurting just a bit. I miss Rore like hell, but... she's coming back. And Pete... god, he's like my brother... Angel took it harder than I did - her and Johnny. And then poor Topher... *looks a little shaken* God, I... I don't know what happened to him.

And on top of all that, I have this craving for granny-smith apples and cheez whiz.

[artistofsilence]

*soft laugh* *'Damn those cravings, huh? I remember that.'* *shakeshead and doesn't realize what she said* *hugs her* *'We'll be fine.'*

[faevorite]

*looks at her curiously, as if trying to figure out what she meant without asking, and doesn't say anything.* Yeah, they're hell. And I've started getting ridiculous morning sickness... *sighs and leans against her*

[artistofsilence]

*'Oh not fun. Not fun at all.'* *cuddles her*

[faevorite]

Well, the doctor said it's normal to have what most people would consider VERY intesnse morning sickness and fatigue... *sighs* Considering there's THREE of them.

NOT looking forward to the later months of pregnancy.

[artistofsilence]

Mmmph. *nuzzles her* I'm here for you.