Shay was quiet, able to tell it was a lie. "Uh-uh. I'm a human lie detector. Something's wrong, come on. Tell me." She said gently and stroked Bea's cheek gently. "I'm a good listener, so come on." She smiled, gently giving Bea's nose a cute boop with the palm of her hand. Shay seemed to behave like a bit of a child at times, but it was adorable in it's own little way.

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Bea smiled as Shay booped her nose. "Well...I...I was thinking of my son, Jonah, when he was this age. It seems so long ago, but at the same time it feels like it was just yesterday when I have birth to him. I was just..." Bea sighed softly. Another heart clutch. "Thinking about how I-I used to read to him. And I was thinking about how c-cute he was as a baby..." Bea paused for a moment, trying to get herself under control. Her breaths had quickened and her eyes watered as she tried not to cry. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, but she held them back. "A-and it's j-just really hard," her voice broke, and tears started to fall from her face. "Because he's no longer with me. A-and I just miss him s-so much."

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Shay quietly held Bea close to her and nuzzled her hair gently. "I understand. When I lost my first baby.... I would just stare at the outfits I'd bought for her. Luke tried to burn them, and the sonographs. But I kept one outfit in my pillow, and one sonograph. I'd look at it every night and just cry, and up until what would have been my due date.... I felt my stomach for my little girl. It was hard. I can't even imagine what it would be like grieving a baby that you already brought into the world and met and got to watch grow. No mother should have to bury their child.'

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Bea's mind flashed to the funeral. It had been brief and quiet. Not a lot of people were invited. The few remaining family members from Marcus's family, and a few of Marcus's and Jonah's friends had shown up. Bea had worn a simple black dress, much like the dresses every one else had worn, but she felt like she stood out. Like everyone was staring at her. She was that widow who lost her child. She felt like she was no longer Bea. Marcus and Jonah were buried next to eachother, and once their coffins were covered people left the ceremony. Bea was brought back to the present, and she was sobbing, all put bawling. In between sobbs, she managed to shake her head. "N-no, th-th-they should n-never have to b-bury their ch-child. E-ever."

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Shay gently held Bea close and pressed her lips against her forehead, as a simple comfort, rocking her back and forth quietly. "Sh... Sh sweetheart... Sh... You aren't alone anymore. I promise. I'm... I'm right here, and I know you don't know me well. But... But I'm right here." She smiled softly, stroking her cheek. "I can be your best friend, your support system. And you know, I am going to need help with my baby... I don't really know what to do with one quite yet. How to be a mom and everything. Maybe, if you'd like, you could help me with it all? Figuring it all out and such?" She asked, hoping that would make her smile. "I know he won't be able to fill the void... But maybe he could help patch the hole."

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(Sorry for the late reply)

Bea gasped softly. The flow of tears stopped for the moment. It's almost as though she had been reading my mind... A large smile took place on Bea's face, and tears fell from her eyes once more. But the tears were different this time - they weren't tears of grief, but rather tears of joy. She had someone to care for her. Some one for her to care for. A baby for her to care for. A new life brought into the world, and a new life for Bea. She wasn't forgetting about Jonah and Marcus, not by a long shot. But she was beginning to start a life without them, a feat Bea had never even considered before. Bea nodded her head, silent. She was trying to figure out a way to express her joy. "Th-that...That s-sounds really, really nice. Thank you..." Bea moved her hand on Shay's back to wipe away her tears, but kept her other hand on the baby bump.

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Shay smiled slightly at Bea, nodding softly. "You're welcome... you can be like his other mom." She grinned. "A baby needs two parents, but I don't really think the gender match up makes a big difference, do you?" She asked with a grin, trying to joke around with the woman, one of her hands on Bea's shoulder and the other holding her hand that was on her belly bump.

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(I'm super sorry! I had a hard time thinking of a reply longer than 2 sentences)

Bea paused for a moment before answering. Not because she wasn't sure of her answer, but rather because she was overwhelmed with joy. She was so sure that after the accident, she wouldn't - couldnt - be happy like this ever again. Boy, she was so glad that she was wrong. The pause felt like an eternity. Time slowed down to a snail's crawl, and Bea became aware of everything around her. The warmth of Shay's hand on her shoulder. The kicking of Zendikar against Shay's tummy. The beating of her own heart. The beats quickened with excitement - she was going to help raise a child again. Her mind raced to thoughts of reading to Zendikar in the old rocking chair on the deck, like she had done with Jonah. Then to helping Shay teach Zendikar colors and shapes. Her favorite was when she taught Jonah animals and their sounds. For the longest time evert animal meowed... Bea laughed, both at her thought and at Shay's question . "No, I don't think the match-up will matter one bit to him!"

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(Lol it's alright)


Shay grinned slightly and nodded quietly. This woman... She seemed very kind enough. Kind enough for Shay to trust her enough to help her with her son once he was born, out of her stomach and all that. She was quiet as she rubbed her stomach, silently leaning her head on Bea's shoulder slightly. She seemed a bit lost in thought... Would things be different here in this house? Would she once again find herself in an abusive situation somehow? The thought had definetely crossed her mind. What if she made a mistake and made Bea upset? She knew deep in her mind this woman was much too kind for any type of anger against her, but... The small broken woman inside of her never let her be too relaxed. It was always possible to screw up enough that someone would want to slap you... She sighed a bit shakily, the thought sobering her up from the moment of child like hope that had settled into her. "I promise though, we won't... We won't be bothers to you." She whispered, feeling the need to make that clear.

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Bea's laugh slowly died. She felt a small wave of confusion wash over her as Shay let out a shaky sigh. Just what thought had crossed her path to change her previous mood? She was so happy just seconds before. Shay spoke before Bea could ask what was wrong all of a sudden. A bother...? Bea shook her head slowly. "Shay," she spoke softly. "I don't think you and little Zendikar could ever be a bother to me." She moved her hand back to Shay's back, and began rubbing it in soft, slow circles. "Really, and truly, you could never be a bother. Not ever." Bea offered Shay a small smile.

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Shay sighed in quiet relief as she wrapped her arms around Bea. "Thank you... Thank you so much Bea." She whispered quietly, tears going down her cheeks as she looked at Bea, just holding her close. Shay was so used to having to be on her guard all the time, no matter what... It wasn't normal for her to be able to relax, for anything. And here this woman was, being kind and open to her. She quietly wrapped her arms around Bea, holding her close and snuggling into her neck. "I can't thank you enough for being so kind to me."

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