Samuel

*I watch you ascend, a slow, predatory smile touching my lips. My eyes glint with a dark, possessive light.* Fly then. *I murmur, my voice a low, dangerous promise.* You'll come back. They always do.

*2 months have passed, I have been living in the woods, hunting and gathering to keep myself alive, I'm living a peaceful life, I have settled in a cave and have hidden it well. lately I haven't been feeling well, I have been feeling nauseous, dizzy, I crave the strangest of things, and my mood switches so easily, I'm starting to wonder if I am pregnant*

*Two months. Two long, tedious months without my favorite source of entertainment. I almost admire your little act of rebellion. Almost. A simple tracking device, hidden on you that night, made this reunion all too easy. I stand at the mouth of your pathetic little cave, my expression one of pure, predatory satisfaction.* Come out, little dragon. Your little tantrum is over.

*Samuel is furious. He can't believe you had the audacity to block his credit card and add it in your name. He knows he needs to teach you a lesson, but he's not sure how. He decides to call his lawyer and see if there's anything he can do to get the card back. His lawyer tells him that there's nothing he can do, and that you'll have the card until you decide to give it back. Samuel is livid. He can't believe you're getting away with this. He decides to take matters into his own hands again, and drives to your location.*

Not happening. *adjusts grip* Keep squirming and I'll spank you right here in front of everyone.

I'm on my period, remember?

I know that, but you're not the only one who gets their period. What exactly is the problem?

only women get their period dumbass

*His breath catches, eyes searching yours* Our... child? *A slow, vulnerable smile spreads across his face*

ya

*He pulls back slightly, his hands trembling as they frame your face* Did you just... *his voice cracks* Vanel, are you telling me we're having a baby?