It takes more than genetics to make a Father - and a moment to ruin a Daddy image [Cain]
She should have known better. The nexus was hard enough without all her caffeine but then running into Tom, having that talk with him once more, had been too much. Curled up in the center of the bed she and Cain shared, her head cradled on her arms and the blanket pulled up almost over her head.
The hope was that it would muffle her soft sobs, trying to get it out of her system before the children, or Cain, heard her. It shouldn't be bothering her that bad. It was just a fight. A fight with a man she'd met less than a year ago. A fight with a man that had helped her out countless times, was the reason she had even met Cain and was, in the end, the catalyst the the union that had led to the child she carried.
Yep, just a fight.
((Set just after her and Tom's encounter in the Nexus, obviously.))
The hope was that it would muffle her soft sobs, trying to get it out of her system before the children, or Cain, heard her. It shouldn't be bothering her that bad. It was just a fight. A fight with a man she'd met less than a year ago. A fight with a man that had helped her out countless times, was the reason she had even met Cain and was, in the end, the catalyst the the union that had led to the child she carried.
Yep, just a fight.
((Set just after her and Tom's encounter in the Nexus, obviously.))