Darkwood (closed)

"... I hope everyone arrives soon. I want Vincenzo's opinion on all of this," he murmured as he got her settled. He fetched a glass of water before sitting beside her. "These dizzy spells could get dangerous... I don't want you to take a fall."
 
"Don't say anything to Burke. I don't want him to worry about me." Dylan said softly as she took the drink from her husband. "And I'm sure it's nothing. I've been doing too much, but I've been trying my hardest to rest while I can."
 
"Then today, you're going to stop doing too much. I don't mind you doing things like painting and projects sitting down, but no more of this running around the whole house at top speed to make sure everything is perfectly in place. It's already perfect, you're far overdoing it."
 
"Ash, they'll be here any day now and I refuse to let them stay in rooms that are half complete." Dylan said softly as he scolded her for doing too much. "I'm pregnant, not disabled."

She knew she would not win this fight. Ash was too concerned about her to let her run herself ragged. She let out a long sigh and shook her head, taking a long drink from her cup.

"The shifting between time has started again." She admitted to him. "I don't know how and I don't know why, but it's started. I was suddenly not here anymore when we were at the palace that one evening and the same thing happened this afternoon. Everything started to shift in and out of focus."
 
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Ashien looked up immediately. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked, suddenly feeling a panic creep up his spine.
 
"I wanted to make sure that it wasn't my imagination." Dylan said softly as Ashien immediately went on the defensive. "And I don't think it is. I don't know what's causing it, but I've been going forward and backward. It's confusing."
 
Ashien sat back slowly, unable to come up with any immediate explanation for what was happening. "... And you haven't been near the piano... Has Van said anything?"
 
"He's going to look into it. He thinks that there might be something else made of the same wood. I told him that this entire manor is made from wood. Who knows what it could be." Dylan said as Ashien tried to process everything. "I'm more scared for the baby than anything else. I don't want this to effect her in a negative way."

She hadn't even meant to let it slip that she knew it was a little girl. It had to be. That was the only explanation for the Ashleigh that she had seen a few times in the middle of the incidents with Burke.
 
"Her?" Ashien looked up with a furrowed brow, and then he realized what she meant. "... It's a girl...?"
 
Dylan looked at Ashien as he looked at her with a slightly concerned look and she instantly burst into tears, nodding that she knew it was going to be a girl. "I'm so sorry, Ash. I didn't want any of this to happen. I thought it was all solved and I should have told you. I've just....been so scared."
 
"We'll figure this out... Somehow," Ashien murmured, pulling her into his lap. "I don't care what it takes."
 
Dylan cried against his shoulder, heaving sobs as he promised that they would figure all of this out. She confessed to him that she knew when he would die, that it upset her, and that she wished she hadn't known any of it.

"Her name is Ashleigh. At least that's what she called herself." Dylan mumbled about the baby, shaking in the aftermath of everything that she had told him.
 
After her confessions of what she'd seen and heard, Ashien was left silently terrified of what it all implied. Her worries of losing him to war would come true. Their daughter's name was already decided for them.

"No," he muttered. "We don't have to accept this," he told her firmly. "Don't you remember what happened last time? That the future changed because of things we did and things that happened to you? The future you saw isn't set in stone."
 
"I don't think so this time, Ash." Dylan said as he held her tightly and promised that things weren't set in stone. "That's why I've been so worried about you. About being left alone here without you. I don't think I can do that, Ash."
 
"I'm not letting you resign yourself to some anomaly deciding your fate," Ashien muttered. "It can change... It will change."
 
Dylan started to calm in his arms, sniffling every so often as her tears finally stopped. "We don't know what is causing this, Ash. If it is something that we've done, we can't change that. If fate is angry, what's to say that it can't separate us permanently?"
 
"Fate is just an idea, Dylan. People blame fate for their lot in life, for coincidences, even for miracles. I don't believe in fate... I believe in free will. You decided you wanted to be here, not some destiny-maker or whoever's supposed to be in charge. And this problem... It's just things going haywire. We'll fix it."
 
"And what if she is harmed?" Dylan asked, her hand cradling her belly as she looked up into Ashien's dark gaze. "We can't help her right now, love. If something happens to her, it'll be too late."
 
"We'll figure something out," he stated again, quietly refusing the grip of any sort of destiny. He was normally reserved and quiet, but his stubborn Ghis soul was starting to come out
 
When Dylan finally calmed completely, she allowed Ashien to carry her to bed. She still clung to him, afraid to let him go, and she was much the same way until after she had fallen asleep. Something had scared her and as strong and independent as she was, sometimes she simply had to be weak.
 
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