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    Shaking, trembling under my covers, trying to stay warm...  But nothing is working...  I feel like I am going to die.  I have been suffering from some sort of sickness for weeks now and it is not fun.  It is actually very painful.  So much shivering, coughing, sneezing, aches, and so much fatigue.  I haven't been to work within these few weeks.  No one has really...  Noticed I have taken weeks off...  No one has come to visit me.  John has stayed with me, thankfully...
    "Would you like some soup?" John asks, kneeling down beside me on my bed.
    "I just want to get better." I sniff.
    "I know honey.  Maybe we should see the doctor.  You have been sick for weeks." He sighs.
    "I know...  But I feel so weak." I admit.
    "I need to get you help.  This sickness is starving you of proteins and everything.  And I really don't want to lose you." John sniffles.
    "Can't you just call a doctor and have them come here?" I ask.
    "I could.  I never really thought about that." John replies and pulls out his phone.  He walks out of the room to call the doctor.  I don't want to go anywhere.  I grab a tissue and blow my nose.
    "Stupid sickness..." I mutter to myself.  Reaching out with a groan, I grab my phone and check it.  I have a text message from Ryker.
    "Are you alright?  Haven't seen you in quite a few weeks and I am worried." I read it silently.
    "I am fine.  I will be fine..." I text him back and press "send".  John walks back in here and sits down on my bed with a sigh.
    "So, I talked to the doctor.  Dr. Sheppard, to be honest, he says you actually need to come there.  He needs his medical equipment." John explains.
    "I feel too weak to even go." I sigh.
    "I will carry you then.  We are going to the doctor.  I can't see you like this.  Your body is not functioning right because this stupid sickness is literally starving you, like I said before." John whispers.
    "Fine." I give in.  John lifts me into his arms and carries me out.  I hold onto him and my phone weakly.
    "You feel lighter." He murmurs.  I swallow, though it hurts and curl up to his chest.  I am place in the passenger seat then he climbs into the drivers seat and jets off to the doctor.  I close my eyes on the way there, tired and aching.
    "Don't worry.  We will get you better soon." John whispers.
    "I need to get better...  I hate feeling this way..." I cough.  He holds my hand with his free hand.
    "I love you, hon.  I want you to get better." He strokes my knuckles with his thumb.
    "I love you, too." I sniff.  After about ten or more minutes, John and I arrive at the doctor.  Thankfully Dr. Sheppard is here, otherwise I would have no one to really help me.  I must admit, I need some sort of medication.  Something to help me so I can go to work.  John carries me inside the doctors office.  
    "Dr. Sheppard is back there in room six." The receptionist tells us as soon as we enter the lobby.
    "Thanks." John murmurs and heads on back to the examine room.  
    "Mr. Winchester, please set her down on the examine bed and I will take a look at her." Mark gestures to the examine bed.  John sets me down gently.
    "I will be in the lobby, okay sweetie?  I don't want to get in his way." John strokes my cheek.
    "Okay dad." I nod.  
    "Be sure you tell him everything that hurts..." He murmurs then walks out, closing the door behind him.
    "Okay Ms. Winchester, would you so kindly tell me everything that hurts?  Your symptoms?" Mark asks, walking to me with a clipboard and a pen.
    "I ache all over, I am cold, my throat feels like it is on fire, I am so drained...  I feel weak..." I explain.  Mark jots all of that down and grabs a long q-tip, tongue depressor, stethoscope, and a thermometer.  
    "All these symptoms sound like mono.  I need you to open wide, I need to see your throat." He grabs my chin gently.  I open wide and allow him to examine my throat.
    "My, you don't have a gag reflex much.  I see some white specs, I need a sample." He grabs the long q-tip and swabs my throat.  It hurts...  Soon, he pulls the q-tip out and places it in a canister.
    "That hurt." I murmur.
    "Don't worry, the worst part is over.  Let me take your temperature, listen to your lungs and I will send this to get tested." Mark places the canister on the counter.  I nod and allow him to do his thing.  
    "Your temperature is pretty high, about one hundred one degrees." He grabs his clipboard once again and jots that down.
    "Oh great..." I sigh and narrow my eyes.
    "I will be back momentarily." He grabs the canister and exits the room.  I don't want to have mono...  I remember having it as a kid.  Uncle James had to do everything for me.  As my immune system was weak as a kid, I could barely ever get better.  As I grew up, my immune system became a little strong, not by much.  After a while, Mark walks back in here and closes the door behind him.
    "Okay, so you do have mono.  Luckily, we have a pharmacy section here in the office.  I am giving you some antibiotics and you need to get some bed rest." He diagnoses, placing the medicine down on the counter.
    "But...  I need to work.  I at least need a doctors note..." I sigh, upset.
    "Bed rest plus the antibiotics would be best, love." Mark responds, writing a doctors note.
    "I didn't want mono..." I complain.
    "Hey, you can't control it.  No one can." He stands up and hands me the doctors note plus the medicine.
    "Stupid body." I grab them.
    "You will get better in no time." Mark places his hand on my shoulder.
    "Thanks Mark." I smile a little.
    "It is my pleasure making you better." He responds, a tint of pink to his cheeks.
    "That is sweet." I tease a bit.
    "Allow me to walk you out." Mark offers, wrapping his arm around me.  Not denying, I allow him to walk me out to the lobby.
    "So what is the verdict?" John's eyes flick to Mark.
    "She has mono.  I gave her some medicine for it and she needs to get plenty of bed rest.  She needs to take the doctors note to her boss." Mark replies.
    "Thank you, Dr. Sheppard.  I will be sure to take care of my daughter." John nods.
    "Good.  See you two around." Mark kisses my hair softly and walks off.  John lifts me into his arms and carries me out.  He and I head to Freddy's so I can give this note to Jeremy.  I am near asleep on the way there.  But as soon as we arrive, I am awake and John carries me inside, straight to Jeremy's office.
    "Krystal?!  Holy shit, John is she okay?" Jeremy rushes over to us.
    "Yeah, she will be fine when she is taking her medicine.  She has mono." John answers.  I hold out the doctors note.  Jeremy grabs it and just tosses it in the trash.
    "I don't need a doctors note.  John, just go ahead and take her home." Jeremy replies, concerned.  I have never seen him worried like this.  John nods and walks out of his office.
    "Dad, go to my office quick." I murmur.  He obeys me and brings me to my office.  I climb out of his arms and sit down at my desk, then pull up the laptop.
    "Krystal don't, you need to go home and get bed rest." John murmurs.
    "I just wanna check, see how everything is doing." I sigh.  I flip through the cameras.  So far, everything is all good.
    "Holy hell, there you are." Ryker's voice startles me.
    "I am here..." I murmur.  He walks over to me.
    "I was so worried...  Are you okay, love?" Ryker asks.
    "I have mono.  Where is Nico?" I wonder.
    "She is at home with her daughter." He responds.
    "Ah, it is best if I don't see Wyatt right now.  I don't want to get her sick.  It is hard for babies to regain their composure from sickness." I purse my lips awkwardly.
    "Yeah, it is best you don't.  I have pictures of Wyatt.  Want to see?" He offers.
    "Sure." I agree.  He pulls out his phone and shows me some of the pictures of her.  She is so cute.  I can't wait to see her and hold her.  I can feel John watching us like a hawk.  Once Ryker is done showing me the photos, he shoves his phone back into his pocket.
    "Man, I have missed you.  It has been a long few w-"
    "Ryker, stop.  Back off my daughter, okay?  You said you didn't have time for her, so just stop." John snaps.
    "John, I still love her, obviously." Ryker murmurs.
    "I don't care.  You leaving her basically broke her.  You claimed you don't have time for her, I have a feeling that was just a lie, sad attempt so you can break her heart." He replies.
    "I'm sorry you feel that way...  I didn't think I would have time for her, but I do...  So, I want her back.  I have wanted her since I met her." Ryker sighs.
    "Ryker, right now isn't the best time.  I need to get over this sickness.  I am not in the right mind because of the fatigue, so I wouldn't be the best to date right now." I explain.
    "I understand.  Please, go home and get some bed rest." Ryker strokes my cheek gently.
    "I need to but I wanna work." I am torn in the dilemma.
    "Go home, work can wait." He whispers.
    "I will." I nod.  Ryker kisses my forehead gently and walks away.  I look at John.
    "What was that all about?" I ask.
    "He broke your heart..." He mutters.
    "I know.  I love you.  So protective." I smile.
    "I love you, too.  Ready to go home?" He asks.
    "I suppose so." I close my laptop down.
    "Winchester, go home." Jeremy calls out.
    "Working on it." I respond.  John lifts me into his arms and carries me through the pizzeria.
    "Is she okay?" Bonnie's voice is heard, stopping us in our tracks.  I look over at him.
    "I have mono.  I am going home." I reply.
    "I see.  I hope you get better." He smiles.
    "Bonnie, are you happy about Wyatt being born?" I ask.
    "Of course.  I can't wait to see her again.  Her and Nico, I look forward to seeing." He nods.
    "Good.  You're gonna make an amazing father." I complement him.
    "Awe, thank you.  You will make a wonderful mother someday." Bonnie reflects my complement.
    "Thanks Bonnie, but I am not sure I want kids anytime soon...  Anyway, I am gonna head home now.  I wanna get better so I can see Wyatt." I answer.
    "See you around." He waves us off.  John carries me out and to home...  Time to get plenty of bed rest.  I can't wait until I am better.  I so badly want to hold Wyatt...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2...
  • Listening to: Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water


    I push my legs harder and harder as we sprint through the neighborhood.  Bonnie and Springtrap are like assassins.  Bonnie jumps over cars, knocks people on the ground and Springtrap is swinging from pole to pole.  How the hell does he do that?
    "Krystal, you better be calling Drevis back there!!!" Bonnie shouts.
    "Right on it!!" I exclaim, pulling out my phone.  As I am running, I press his contact in my phone and begin calling him.
    "Dr. Drevis here, how may I help you tonight Krystal?" He finally answers the call.
    "Drevis!!  No time to explain, Nico went into labor, get to her house now!!" I exclaim.
    "Crap!  On our way!!" Alfred replies then hangs up.  I shove my phone into my pocket and continue running.  After about fifteen minutes, we arrive at her house.  Bonnie and I run to her room.
    "Okay, Bonbon, keep Springtrap, Enrique and Maddox out there please!  I need to be in here." I order him.
    "Yes ma'am!" Bonbon replies.  Bonnie rushes over to her and sits down beside her, grabbing her hand.  I can already see she is in writhing pain.  Nico is panting, gritting her teeth and squeezing Bonnie's hand strongly as the contractions pierce through her body.
    "I'm s-so sorry for s-squeezing your hand s-s-so much...  A-Ah...  These co-contractions are getting out o-of control...!" She cries out.
    "Hey don't worry.  Squeeze as much as you would like, I can take it.  Think positive, okay?  We're finally going to meet our little baby, right?  The baby we have both worked so hard for.  Don't give up, you will make it.  I am here with you." Bonnie explains to her, trying to calm her down.
    "Thank you, Bonnie.  I am so excited to have you here with me and...  We get to meet them at home.  W-With you by my side." She smiles through her pain.  I head out to the living room to see if Alfred is here yet.  Nothing yet.
    "Is he here yet?" Ryker's voice startles me.
    "No, he isn't." I murmur.
    "Ugh, seriously..." He groans.  I roll my eyes and head back to her room.
    "A-Ah!!!  Someone is getting impatient!!!" Nico cries out.
    "It's okay, just breath!  Like this, hee hee huu!!" Bonnie tries to help her with her breathing.  I rush over to her and feel her belly.  The baby is kicking around in all directions!  
    "Shit!  Nico, I think there is pressure on the baby!  You need to push that pressure off!!" I exclaim.
    "No!!  Alfred and Neil are not here yet!!!" Nico cries out, whimpering in pain as she squeezes his hand harshly.
    "Nico, darling, look at me...  Listen to me, please.  This is OUR baby we are talking about!  If you don't do this, our baby will die.  They will die...  Nico, please!  Our baby needs you!!" Bonnie pleads, just about sobbing.  Tears prick in my eyes.  I now know how much they want this baby and it just...  Brings tears to my eyes.  Nico takes deep breaths and cries out loudly as she pushes, desperate for their baby to be safe and sound.  She whimpers loudly once more and faints.
    "Nico?!  Shit!!!  NICO CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!!?  WAKE UP, PLEASE!!!" He exclaims, frantically.  Ryker walks in here and his eyes widen.
    "W-What?!  Bonnie, what did you do!?!!!" Ryker glares at him and gets ready to have a go at him.  I step in front of Ryker, placing my hands on his chest.
    "Bonnie did nothing!  She just fainted from the p-" A soft groan from Nico alerts us as she wakes up.  We all sigh in relief.
    "I-It hurts...  I don't think I can hold back much longer...  I-I can't cope..." Nico whines.  They are late and I am furious.
    "Nico, are you okay?" I question.
    "In pain...  Bloated...  I don't think Wyatt can wait any longer..." She swallows hard.
    "Wyatt...?" Bonnie looks at her, curious.
    "It's a unisex name...  I forgot to mention this to you...  I am sorry...  Do you like it?" Nico smiles sweetly, hopeful.
    "I love it.  It's perfect." Bonnie smiles.  Ryker walks out of the room after hearing the door burst open.
    "Where is she?" I hear a female voice.
    "In her room, you guys are all late!!  Why?!" I hear Ryker lecturing them.
    "Sir, we tried to be here as fast as possible..." The female replies as she walks in here with Alfred and Neil.  The female doctor is beautiful...  Long, dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes, a perfect looking body...    
    "Nico, hello!  I am Dr. Lacy Rosalene.  You may call me Lacy or Rosa.  Okay, I need you to position yourself on your back and open your legs wide, okay?  Maybe your...  Boyfriend can help you." Lacy instructs her.
    "He's not my...  Ah... AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" She screams as tears spill from her eyes.  All of us gasp.
    "Nico, it's all okay...  You're going to have Wyatt and we'll start a new life, together.  We will be a family, right?" Bonnie tries to calm her down.  Nico nods frantically and it begins...

    TIME SKIP:

    So far, Nico is still in labor and it has been stretched for hours now.  Bonnie never left her side, thankfully.  He has been here this entire time as she has struggled.  Alfred is helping Lacy and Neil is monitoring her heart rate, keeping her awake and giving her water.  The boys are in the other room, waiting patiently for her to be done.  And Nico, is crying, sweating, panting, screaming and begging for it to be over.  I just don't know how she is going so strong...  Lacy's eyes widen with a gasp.
    "Oh, it's coming!!  Neil, towel now!!" She exclaims.  Lacy places the towel near her sex and waits. 
    "Come on, keep going!!  Your baby is waiting!!" Springtrap startles me.
    "Come on, one more BIG push!!!!" Bonnie encourages her.  Nico screams and pushes hard once more.  The cry of their baby fills the room.  
    "Nico...  Y-You did it!!" Bonnie sobs as Lacy and Neil clean up their baby.
    "Ms. Newton, you have a baby girl." Lacy wraps her into a pink blanket and walks over to her.  Nico holds out her arms weakly and holds her baby for the first time.
    "H-Hi Wyatt." She whispers.  With tears in my eyes, I walk over there so I can see the baby.  Wyatt is a cute, white bunny with piercing blue eyes, and a small tuft of black hair atop her head.  The doctors clean up and exit the room.
    "She is so beautiful." I whisper.
    "T-Thank you, Krystal." Nico sighs in relief.
    "No problem." I smile softly.
    "Bonnie, could you go ask Neil about what our baby can eat and all?" Nico asks.  Bonnie nods and exits the room. 
    "So, what made you decide Wyatt?" I ask, curious.
    "I understand she is a biological female, but what if she wants to become transgender?  I decided on a gender neutral name." Nico smiles.
    "That is a good point.  I love it, Nico." I reach out and pet her fur softly.  My goodness, she is so soft and I am getting all emotional...
    "You and my dad broke up...  I know.  But my question is...  Why?" Nico asks out of no where.
    "That is not important...  Wyatt is important right now." I murmur.
    "I just want to know.  I don't like seeing you hurt.  So, spill it, Winchester." She glares at me.
    "Well...  I guess it was mutual.  He said he wouldn't have time for me due to having to babysit your daughter...  And I just...  I guess I agree." I explain.
    "Okay, I call bull crap on that, Krystal...  He would have had plenty of time for you.  I am going to have a word with my dad..." Nico grits her teeth.
    "Don't...  It's fine." I mutter.
    "No, you or anyone else isn't going to stop me." She shakes her head.
    "Why is this so important?" I question.
    "Because, in all my time working there, I have never seen you that happy.  Or him for that matter...  I am going to have a talk with him, no matter what you say.  Anyway, how is John doing?" Nico derails the topic of Ryker and I.
    "I think he is alright.  I at least hope he is.  I would hate to see John hurt.  He means the world to me." I answer.
    "Do you miss him?" She tilts her head, curious.
    "More than anything or anyone..." I sigh.
    "Sorry for all the questions, I just...  No one has really been considerate about how you feel or who you love...  So, I will be the considerate one." Nico apologizes.
    "It's fine, Nico.  And I really do appreciate that...  I am never really asked much how I feel inside anymore...  It's like I am a ghost...  Kind of...  Got used to it." I shrug.
    "Everyone but John.  Your dad loves you, hon.  My only question is...  Who do you REALLY love?  Have you EVER thought about being with John?" Nico asks, emphasizing "really" and "ever".
    "I would rather not...  Get into that right now." I squirm a bit, uncomfortable at the question.
    "I don't mean to be so intrusive, I am just very concerned about you." She mentions.
    "Thanks, Nico.  I appreciate it." I sigh softly.  Bonnie walks back in here and takes his seat on the left side of her.
    "I talked to Dr. Watts, he gave me a few pamphlets." Bonnie holds them out.
    "That is good." Nico smiles.
    "Well, if everything is all good here...  I am going to go back to work, gather my things then go home.  If you guys need me, I am a phone call away." I murmur, rising from my seat.  I lean down and give Nico a hug then walk out to the living room.  Ryker walks over to me.
    "Hey, going home?" He asks.
    "Yes." I nod.
    "Would you like a ride there?" Ryker questions.
    "No, it is fine.  I think I'd like to just walk.  Goodnight everyone." I wave and walk out, shoving my hands into my pockets.  I don't even care that it is raining and dark...  My phone sounds as I am walking, so I fish my phone from my pocket, noticing John is calling me.
    "Yeah?" I pick it up.
    "Hey whe-  Why does it sound like you're walking in the rain?" He asks.
    "Because I am." I answer.
    "Krystal, you know how dangerous that can be...  You need to get inside, now." John sighs.
    "I know...  But, at this moment...  I don't even care if I get hit by a car and die.  Or if I fall into a river and drown..." I admit.
    "Woah, wait, who the fuck hurt you?  Krystal, don't even think about it!!" John exclaims.
    "I have to go, before my phone is ruined." I murmur.
    "I am coming to find you.  I don't care.  I am coming..." John warns.
    "You're far away...  You have a job to do.  Worry about that, not me." I mutter.
    "No, I am not letting you die.  I am coming home and I am never leaving you again.  I am on my way now.  Not too far from where you are." John sounds like he is going to cry, which makes me cry.
    "..." I don't answer, I just hang up and resume walking.  Soon, I find a bridge and take a seat, sopping wet, getting wetter as the rain falls.  I bury my face into my wet hands, sobbing quietly.  Why is everything hitting me tonight?  Why am I so emotional?  Why am I suicidal?  Wiping my tears, I stand and walk to the railing over the bridge, staring down at the current flowing so swiftly.  What to do...
    After a while...  A car pulls up this way, as I am frozen, staring at the river down below me.  Debating whether to jump or not...  Icy blue, frozen, hurt...  Dull...  I feel arms around me.
    "Don't you dare." John whispers in my ear.  I turn to him, shivering to the point of my teeth clattering.
    "D-Dad..." I manage to speak.
    "I told you I was coming home.  Come on now, you're fucking drenched." He lifts me into his arms, bridal style and carries me to the car.  I am curled up in his lap in the drivers seat, shivering and panting from the cold, wet clothes, trying to stay warm.  He turns on the heat and wraps his arms around me tightly.
    "What were you thinking?  You could get hypothermia..." John asks.
    "I-I-I don't a-ah...  K-Know..." I whimper.  He shakes his head, adjusts the seat so we can both sit and he drives off to home.  My ribs and heart hurts, not because of emotional pain, but physical pain.  John places one hand on my lower belly as he drives.  I lean back on him, tired and cold.  Wanting every bit of warmth I can get...

TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT BOOK...
  • Mood: Depressed
  • Listening to: Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water


  My phone sounds, startling me away from the cartoons I am watching. I direct my attention to my phone and pick it up, glancing to see who is calling me. Ryker, good, just the person I want to hear from.
  "Hey honey, what's up?" I take the call.
  "Hi babe, would you like me to come over before I take you to work?" Ryker asks.
  "I'd love that. I am already dressed and all that, just watching some cartoons." I smile softly, even though I know he can't see me through my phone.
  "You with your cartoons babe. Alright, well I will be there soon. I am kind of... Already close to your house." He chuckles.
  "So silly, I will see you soon." I giggle then we both drop our call. I place my phone on the coffee table in front of me and head to my kitchen. I grab a glass of iced water and some fresh fruit then sit down on the couch again to watch some cartoons. As I am eating, I hear the door open and soon after, Ryker walks in here. I place my fruit down, rise and approach him with open arms. He pulls me close to him and wraps his arms around my torso tightly. I nuzzle to his chest softly and inhale is sweet, musky scent.
  "You smell so good." I whisper.
  "So do you." He rubs my back softly. I look up at him and interlock my eyes with his. 
  "Want to come and sit on the couch with me?" I ask. Ryker nods and we take a seat on the couch. He wraps his arm around me.
  "So, how is the pregnancy going with Nico?" I look at him.
  "Eh, it's alright... She is due in three weeks, so that is good..." He trails off, seeming indifferent.
  "You seem indifferent about it..." I murmur.
  "Can you keep this between us?" Ryker asks.
  "Of course, I swear." I nod.
  "I just... I don't think it's right, you know? Having a half-bunny, half-human baby growing inside my daughter... I can't wait to meet the little one but I am just... Different about it. I don't love my daughter any less but... Do you know what I am saying?" He explains.
  "I understand what you're saying, honestly. And I can't blame you for being in this situation. I am just glad you don't love Nico any less, that would make her feel like total shit and you don't want that. So, are you going to be babysitting the baby or...?" I question.
  "Yeah, I will be. Along with Enrique... Which is why I needed to talk to you about something. About our relationship, actually... The thing is, how will I have time for you when I have to babysit and you have to work...? This is going to harm our relationship in the end, we both know it..." Ryker sighs, grabbing my hand.
  "Are you saying we should break up...?" My heart sinks to my stomach.
  "I truly don't want to, Krystal, please don't think I do... If she wasn't having a child, it would be different." Ryker whispers, looking heart broken, too.
  "I know... I guess today this ends..." I sniffle.
  "Unfortunately, yes, we do need to break up... Or at least take a break. I think you could do better than me, honestly. I love you and I want to see you happy." He says, stroking my cheek softly.
  "I love you, too and I want to see you happy." I lean into his smooth palm. He leans in and presses his lips to mine gently. I kiss back softly... I am going to miss being with him. Ryker eases away from the kiss slowly and looks at me.
  "Would you still like me to take you to work?" He asks.
  "I'd like that." I nod, forcing a smile to hold in the tears.
  "We should go, I will meet you out in the car." He kisses my cheek then exists my house. I turn off my TV, grab my phone, place the fruit and water in the fridge, grab my wallet, house key, then head out to Ryker's car. I climb in the passenger side then we head to my work.
  "I am so glad we made our break up a mutual thing." He mentions on the way.
  "Yeah... Me, too." I lie. You're tougher than this, Winchester. Daddy raised you to be strong...
  "You are the most understanding and accepting person I have ever met, honestly.
  "Thanks Ryker. So are you." I force another smile. He smiles as well and resumes driving. I pry my attention away from him and direct it outside. It's always so beautiful at night, wish I could see the stars without light pollution, though. After about ten minutes, we arrive at Freddy's and head inside. I head straight to my office after clocking in and boot my laptop up. I don't feel like checking the animatronics but I know I have to.
  "Ay, Winchester!" I hear a voice call my name. I look up to see Jeremy approaching me from the hallway. Sighing, I rise and walk over to him.
  "Yeah, Fitzgerald?" I ask.
  "Come and meet Mike's replacement, for now." Jeremy answers.
  "Um... Okay." I murmur. Jeremy gestures me and I follow him to Mike's office. He opens the door and both of us walk in. With a gasp, I trip into his office, falling on my hands and knees.
  "Oh my goodness, are you alright?" I hear an unfamiliar, deep, suave voice approaching me... His voice rattles my bones. I look and find a man standing there, glasses, beautiful blue eyes, some scruff, sort of dark gray colored hair, somewhat of a medium build... He wears a red "Star Wars" shirt with dark blue jeans. He is holding out his left hand and I spot a tattoo that looks like a twister or something on his forearm. I place my hand in his and he helps me to my feet. His blue eyes interlock with my hazel eyes, making my heart beat fast.
  "This is my clumsy employee, Krystal Winchester." Jeremy's voice startles me. I didn't even know he was still in here...
  "Nice to meet you, Ms. Winchester. My name is Steve Blum." Steve introduces himself, flashing a breathtaking smile.
  "N-Nice to meet you, too. Please, call me Krystal." I swallow hard.
  "I will let you get to know her, Steve. I will be in my office. If you need a tour of the place, I am sure Krystal would be happy to show you around. See you around." Jeremy says and exits the room. I look at Steve then down to our hands, noticing my hand is still in his. I feel heat slash across my cheeks.
  "S-Sorry." I stammer, pulling my hand away.
  "It's quite alright, Krystal. You are a very beautiful young woman and I am pleased to meet you. So, would you like to give me a tour of the place? I'd like to get a feel of my new work area." He replies with an upbeat tone and smile.
  "Oh, um, yes Mr. Blum! I'd be happy to give you a tour!" I reply, a little too high-pitched.
  "Please, just call me Steve." Steve responds, a low chuckle escaping from his throat. I blush even further and go to open the door but he opens it and gestures me out. I step out of his office and he follows suit, closing the door behind him.
  "Follow me." I state. He nods and we begin to walk through the place.
  "So, how long have you been working here?" Steve asks as we walk.
  "I can't even remember, but it seems like it has been a few years." I answer.
  "Do you enjoy you job? I don't mean to be intrusive, I am just curious about you." Steve questions.
  "I do. And no reason to be curious about me, I mean... There isn't much to know about me... I mean, look at me..." I down myself.
  "I am, and I see a human being who I want to discover." Steve replies.
  "Well, in time you will get to know me." I giggle softly. He looks at me, amused.
  "I would definitely like that." He smiles.
  "Me, too. This is our main room, where a few of the animatronics like to just... Relax after a show. Or if any of the employees want to come in here and relax after hours, they may." I explain as we walk into the main room.
  "I like it, it is nice and spacious." Steve looks around the room, amused. He is rather amused by many things, so I see.
  "This place is pretty spacious. The area I was working at before, was rather small but we moved because of the amount of animatronics we have here." I respond. He smirks then I show him around the rest of the place, introducing him to the staff, animatronics, etc.
  "I'd like to keep in touch with you." He mentions as we approach his office.
  "Do you have a phone?" I ask. He nods, fishing it from his pocket then handing it to me. I program my number into his phone and give him his phone back.
  "Thank you." Steve flashes another beautiful smile.
  "No problem." I smile as well, this smile is real... Woah.
  "I will be seeing you around." He winks at me then heads into his office, closing the door. I exhale softly and sink my teeth into my bottom lip.
  "Hey, Krystal, wanna help us clean the second storage room?" Bonnie's voice startles me.
  "Ah, sure." I reply. I walk over to him and follow him to this second storage room. I didn't even know we had a second storage room. Bonnie looks at me before opening the door.
  "What has you all flustered?" He asks.
  "Huh? Oh, nothing." I lie. Bonnie rolls his eyes and opens the door. Him and I enter the room where Bonbon and Springtrap are digging through the rummage. I close the door and begin digging and straightening stuff up. As I am cleaning, I find an old Guitar Hero game with the three bunnies on it. Bonbon's appearance hasn't changed... But Springtrap and Bonnie have. Back then, Springtrap was brand new and Bonnie was withered... Now it is Springtrap being withered and Bonnie being like brand new.
  "Guys, you played?" I ask, holding the game out.
  "Oh man! I remember that!!" Bonbon nearly trips, scurrying over to me. Bonnie and Springtrap come over and examine the game.
  "Oh wow... It's been so long." Bonnie gasps.
  "It has." Springtrap agrees. Memories flood their minds. I hand the game over to Bonbon and resume cleaning. As I am cleaning, something else peeks my curiosity. I grab it and pull it out. A banjo? Who in the hell played this?
  "Who played the banjo?" I ask, turning to them with raised eyebrows.
  "I-I used to play." Springtrap admits bashfully. I hand him his banjo.
  "Heh, well, it is yours then." I smile.
  "So many memories in this room." Springtrap murmurs.
  "A lot." Bonnie nods in agreement.
  "Well, it is a storage room for a reason." I chuckle. All of us then resume cleaning...

  TIME SKIP:

  Once we all finish cleaning and re-organizing the second storage room, I sigh and head back to my office. I really need to monitor the place. I have been rather busy to monitor the place tonight. As I am approaching Jeremy's office, I hear talking and notice his door is open a crack. I can't help but stop and eavesdrop.
  "Ooooh, you're wearing my favorite panties, eh? O-Oh, and my favorite bra? The nice lace trim... I can't wait to rip those off you and do the unimaginable to you." Jeremy talks dirty. I blush a bright shade, feeling all hot and bothered inside. I scurry to my office and plop down in my chair. Eris must be in the "mood". My eyes flicker to the floor, finding a box, face down beside my desk. What the hell? I slowly and hesitantly life the box, finding Bowser Jr under it. Her eyes light up and her small tail wags. I giggle lightly and lift her up. 
  "What are ya doing here, darlin'? Your daddy isn't here." I ask. She licks my face. Suddenly, Mangle swoops down into my office and strokes Jr's fur softly.
  "I put her under a box so she didn't get lost in the place." Mangle says.
  "That makes sense." I reply, fishing out my phone. I dial Mike's number and call him.
  "What is it, Winchester?" Mike answers the call, quite rude-toned.
  "Um, your puppy is here, Schmidt. You may wanna come get her." I murmur.
  "Dammit... I will have Ross, my roommate, come and get her... Just keep her safe." Mike groans.
  "Okay." I reply abruptly then hang up. I place my phone down on the desk. Mangle looks at me.
  "So, how is you and your boyfriend?" She asks.
  "We broke up earlier..." I reply.
  "Awe, why?" Mangle places her hand on my shoulder.
  "It was a mutual thing... He wasn't going to have time for me anymore with his daughter having a little one on the way." I answer, narrowing my eyes.
  "I am sorry to hear that. U-Um... Did you love him?" Mangle is being rather... Intrusive tonight.
  "...Well... Yeah, of course... He was the best boyfriend I ever had..." I admit.
  "If you loved him... Then you should have done everything you could to keep him..." Mangle whispers.
  "I... I didn't wanna seem needy... I... Can we not talk about this?" I can feel my voice breaking.
  "I am sorry, please don't cry. I-I didn't mean to make you cry..." Mangle stammers, feeling bad.
  "I-It's fine..." I swallow the lump in my throat, trying not to burst into a waterfall of tears.
  "I will just leave you be now." Mangle sighs and goes back into the ceiling. Steve approaches my office with some dude. The man beside him has shoulder length, curly brown hair, fiery eyes and a bright smile in his perfectly chiseled face.
  "I'm Ross, I needed to come and get a puppy?" Ross looks at me, hoping I am the right person. 
  "You betcha." I reply, holding out Jr. He lifts her into his arms and she licks his face.
  "Thanks, ma'am. Have a wonderful night." Ross replies, winks then walks out. Steve redirects his attention to me.
  "Okay then. How is your night going so far?" He asks.
  "It's going alright, busy really. Yours?" I raise my eyebrows.
  "It is going rather nicely. Well behaved staff here, I like it." Steve replies.
  "We have some pretty good workers here, some are bad. The animatronics have their ticks, malfunctions and all that... But, oh well." I shrug.
  "I see, I see. I will allow you to get back to your work." Steve flashes a divine smile then he is off to his office. I pull out my phone and decide to try and call my dad. It rings a few times then I finally get an answer.
  "Need something?" John asks.
  "I just miss you. You need to come back soon." I reply.
  "No, not anytime soon." He answers.   
  "Busy, I guess... Anyway, you should be happy to know that Ryker and I broke up..." I mutter.
  "Krystal..." He sighs.
  "Well, I know you didn't like us together s-"
  "It's not that I didn't like you and him dating, okay? I am just worried about your safety and well... I just don't want you ending up with an animatronic... No offense but I would rather you be with a human. I could see how happy you were with Ryker and I was hoping while I was gone, he would have taken good care of you. Finding out you two broke up, the thought actually saddens me. I have never seen you so happy. Just do me a favor, don't date Mike or an animatronic. Make your father happy." John explains, his voice cracking up.
  "Okay dad... I won't date Mike or an animatronic... And the break up between Ryker and I... Was... Mutual." I answer.
  "Okay... I still wanna kick his ass because I know you're broken inside. I will try to make it home soon... Okay? I love you so much, I always will." John responds then the line disconnects. Is he okay...? I sincerely hope he's alright. I worry about John, always. Trying not to worry, I monitor the place and find Nico in the main room with Bonnie, Springtrap and Bonbon. It looks like she is showing Bonnie some ultrasound pictures. I smile.
  "Wanna go see Nico before she leaves?" Ryker's voice startles me. I jump and look at him.
  "Sure..." I respond, locking my laptop, again. I rise from my seat and walk over to him, folding my arms over my chest.
  "Are you alright?" He asks.
  "Yeah." I lie. Him and I walk to the main room.
  "I really hope you're okay, you seem... Off." Ryker murmurs as we walk.
  "I told my dad about our break up... He was oddly saddened by it." I mention.
  "Wait... What?" Ryker looks at me, shocked, stopping in his tracks in the middle of the hallway. I turn my attention to him.
  "Yeah... He was saddened... I guess it was the happiest he had seen me..." I mutter.
  "So, he actually approved of us... Wow..." Ryker narrows his eyes.
  "Yeah..." I sigh.
  "And we broke up... Because of the stupid time frame..." He sighs.
  "Yeah, basically." I nod.
  "I am an idiot..." Ryker groans.
  "No... It was a mutual agreement..." I mutter. He cups my face in his hands and crashes his lips on mine. My eyes widen but I don't push away. My eyes slowly shut as my lips move with his. As we are kissing, I grab his wrists slowly. Not breaking the kiss, I back up against the wall. After a few minutes, he slowly pulls back and his piercing blue eyes meet my brightened hazel eyes. Both of us exhale softly. He then leans down and presses his lips to mine again, this time much softer and loving. I kiss him softly then we both pull back again.
  "T-To the main room..." I whisper. He nods and we head to the main room. Nico directs her attention to us. She looks tired but happy.
  "Krystal, hi! I just came in to show Bonnie my ultrasound pictures." She approaches me and shows me the pictures. I smile as I see a bunny sort of figure.
  "Awe, that is cute." I look at her.
  "Thank you. Want to feel?" She gestures to her belly. I nod and place my hands over her large, swollen belly, gently rubbing around. A small kick on my hand makes me smile and I look at Nico.
  "That is their way of saying 'Hello'." Nico smiles sleepishly.
  "It's so cute." I smile at her.  Bonbon walks in here and looks at her belly.
  "W-Wow!  You are totally huge!!" He gasps and walks over to us.  
   "Um...  Yeah...  It's actually kind of embarrassing..." She flushes, embarrassed.
   "Can I feel it?" He asks.  She nods in approval.  Bonbon gently places his hands on her swollen belly, rubbing around gently.
   "You should go home and rest, Nico, you look tired." I suggest as Bonbon stops feeling her belly.
   "I am. Dad, wanna take me back home?" She asks.
   "Yes. I will see you all around." Ryker replies. He hugs me with one arm then leaves with his daughter. Of course, Nico kisses Bonnie before she leaves. I watch them leave, a serious expression on my face. With a sigh, I begin to tread back to my office, my arms crossed over my chest.
  "Krystal, wait." I hear Bonnie then look back, watching him approach me. Once he is beside me, we begin walking.
  "What is it?" I look over at him. 
  "What happened between you and Ryker?" He asks.
  "We broke up..." I answer.
  "Oh goodness, I am sorry..." Bonnie places his hand on my shoulder.
  "It's fine. I'd like to go back to my work..." I murmur then head back to my office...



  ANOTHER TIME SKIP:

  It is 5am, Bonnie, Bonbon and Springtrap are in my office. Bonnie is playing guitar to keep the awkward silence away. Bonbon is dancing, he's crazy. Springtrap is just sitting on a box.
  "Hey Springtrap, can you dance?" I ask.
  "Not really..." He replies. I rise from my seat and walk over to him, holding out my hand. He places his hand in mine and I pull him to his feet gently. I place his right hand on my hip and interlock my right hand fingers with his left.
  "It's rather simple. Follow my footsteps." I gesture to our feet. I step back and he steps forward, a little too far and steps on my foot.
  "O-Oh! Sorry!" He panics.
  "No, it's okay. I've taken many beatings in my life, don't worry. Just breathe and be gentle." I whisper. He and I begin to make a small box, me leading the way. He is getting the hang of it.
  "This seems pretty simple." Springtrap smiles.
  "Dancing is simple. You go with the flow of it." I return the gesture. As we are dancing, I hear shouting in the distance.
  "KRYSTAL!! BONNIE!!!" Enrique runs in here.
  "What is it?!" I ask.
  "N-N-Nico, she... She went into... Labor!!!" He pants. Bonnie drops his guitar and starts running. Bonbon runs after him and Enrique, tripping on the way but then getting back up and running. Springtrap and I look at each other then sprint after them. We run out into a stormy night, but that is the least of our concern... I sprint behind the boys...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 15...
  • Mood: Depressed
  • Listening to: Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water


    My body jolts upright, awakened from my slumber.  My hearts thuds audibly against my rib cage, making me pant softly.  I wipe some beads of sweat from my forehead.  Without even paying attention to the clock, I drag myself out of bed and into the restroom, needing to splash some cool water on my face.  Once I reach the bathroom, I turn on the cool water and splash some on my face, exhaling softly.  His icy blue eyes haunt me, causing my teeth to latch my bottom lip softly.  I grab a small cloth and dab my face dry.  My reflection stares back at me, brighter hazel eyes.  I've pretty much healed...
    "Krystal?" John's voice startles me.
    "Yes?" I direct my attention to him.
    "Something wrong?" He asks.
    "No, I was just really warm.  I need to get ready for work." I answer, folding my arms over my stomach.
    "That you do." John nods.  With a sigh, I go tread to my room and grab some clothes for work.  Since it is hot, I pick out a navy blue summer dress, lace trim and has deep pockets on the side.  The shoes to match with it, are guardian sandals.  I pull my hair into a neat side ponytail and apply some eyeliner, mascara and eye shadow to match my outfit.  I look decent, I suppose.  After I spritz myself with some cherry blossom perfume, I head to my room and grab my phone.  I shove my phone into my pocket and look at my dad.
    "Want anything to eat?" He asks.
    "Um, I could go for some fruit and yogurt." I answer.
    "Okay, darling." John heads to the kitchen.
    "Oh, and make sure I have some granola with my yogurt." I mention loudly enough for him to hear me.
    "Gotcha!" He calls out from the kitchen.  I sit down on my bed and fish my phone from my pocket.  I notice a text message from an unknown number.
    "Did you ever want to go on a date?  You never really cleared it up with me." I read it.
    "Um, who is this?" I reply to the text message.  Placing my phone back in my pocket, I head to the kitchen and sit down.  John places my fruit and yogurt down in front of me.  Without any hesitation, I dig in.  My phone vibrates in my pocket.  That person replied.
    "It's Damon Albarn, from Jayy's..." I look at the message.
    "Oh, Damon!  Hi, um...  I am sorry to say this but I already have a boyfriend." I text back.  Wow, that is the first time he's actually wanted to go on a date.  But I have a boyfriend, so that's not going to happen.
    "Who are you texting?" John asks.
    "Ah, just someone I know from Jayy's.  His name is Damon Albarn.  He asked me on a date." I reply.
    "Are you going to go on a date with him?" He questions.
    "No no, I just don't think it is best." I lie about half of that.
    "A date might be a good thing for you, my daughter." John sighs.  I finish eating and clean up my mess without a word.
    "I am ready for work." I veer away from the date subject.  John nods, grabbing the keys.  Him and I leave for work.  I am ready to get this night over with.  I flip on the radio so the car isn't that quiet.  Silence is the loudest thing, I swear.  
    "You have a boyfriend...  Don't you?" John looks at me.
    "What makes you think that?" I ask, nervous.
    "Well, you're not giving Damon a chance to take you on a date." John shrugs.
    "I just don't really want to go on a date...  It doesn't mean I have a boyfriend..." I mutter.
    "I am just assuming things, I'm sorry.  Your life, your choices I guess." He sighs.  Ignoring him, I direct my attention to outside.  After about ten more minutes, we arrive at my work.
    "I will be at home, if you need me." John says.  I nod and shut the door behind me, heading inside.  I clock in and head to my office, ready to work.  I plop down in my chair and pull up my security cameras.  I look up from my cameras, noticing Ryker is coming in here.  A smile curves up on my face as he takes a seat beside me.
    "Hi baby." He whispers.
    "Hello my lover." I reply.
    "Missed you." Ryker mentions.    
    "Missed you, too." I grab his hand.
    "You know, we do need to reveal at some point that we are a couple.  It has been almost three months." Ryker says.
    "I know, I know." I murmur.  He kisses my hand softly.  I look in my camera and notice Foxy and Daz are talking, normally.  I think I can take the cuffs off of them.  I open the drawer in my desk and grab the keys to the cuffs out of my drawer.  
    "I am going to take the cuffs off Daz and Foxy, want to come with me?" I ask.    
    "Sure!" He answers.  I close my cameras down and head to the pirates cove.  Foxy and Daz direct their attention to me once I arrive in there, shocked by my presence. 
    "Hey guys.  I see you're talking regularly, so..." I hold out the keys.  They gladly hold out their wrists and I pull the cuffs off them.
    "Thanks Krystal." They both say at the same time.  
    "Hey, no problem." I offer them a friendly smile.
    "Aye, lass, what made ye release us?" Foxy asks.
    "Well, I seen that you two were getting along very well...  So, I though it was time to let you two just be free." I answer.    
    "You made a good choice." Ryker places his hand on my shoulder.  I look at him and smile.
    "Thanks Ryker.  Anyway, if you guys need me, you know where my office is.  And if I am not in my office, look anywhere around the pizzeria.  Have some fun." I explain.  Ryker and I head to the main room where Bonnie, Bonbon and Springtrap are at, just talking among themselves. 
    "Hey Bonnie, where is Nico at?" I ask.
    "That is a good question.  She said she would be right back, so I am not really sure." Bonnie answers.
    "Ryker and I will search for her.  I am sure she is around here somewhere." I murmur.  Bonnie nods then Ryker and I wander aimlessly through the pizzeria to find her.  
    "You know...  I'm really happy with you." Ryker whispers.
    "I know, and I am, too." I reply, looking up at him as we wander.
    "You look nice tonight, by the way." He mentions.
    "Oh, thank you!  I am kind of getting used to summer dresses." I chuckle softly.  My phone vibrates in my pocket, startling me.  I fish it out of my pocket.  John has sent me a text message.
    "On my way back to your work.  See you soon." I read it.  Ignoring the message, I shove my phone back into my pocket and resume looking for Nico.  Ryker and I stop by the storage room and sneak in there.  We find her lifting a heavy box, heavily pregnant at eight and a half months.  She places the box down on the table, breathing harshly and sweating, despite the fact it is cold as fuck in the storage room.
    "Nico, you can't be working being this close to your due date..." I murmur.
    "A-Ah, I am fine..." She pants softly, looking like she is going to faint.
    "My daughter, I wouldn't suggest it..." Ryker approaches her.
    "Dad, I-I am fine...  J-Just hot in here..." Nico replies.  After a few minutes, she faints but Ryker catches her.
    "Call the doctor!!" He exclaims.  I dial Alfred's number and call him immediately.
    "This is Alfred." He answers the call.
    "Alfred!  Hurry to Freddy's please, Nico has fainted!  Please hurry!!" I am practically shouting on the phone.
    "I will be there soon!" Alfred shouts.  I drop the call and run out to the main room in a panic.  
    "Bonnie, Nico fainted!!" I exclaim.  His eyes widen and he sprints passed me.  I follow him to the storage room.  Bonnie rushes over to Nico and Ryker, frantically trying to wake her up but all to no avail.  After about ten minutes, Alfred and Neil rush in here, straight to Nico...

    SMALL TIME JUMP:

    I am pacing in the main room, awaiting for the answer.  My father has arrived, he knows what is going on.  He is in the storage room, all of them trying to wake her.  I hope it is nothing serious, I know how much her and Bonnie want their child.  John places his hand on my shoulder, stopping my pacing.
    "Calm down, sweetie." He whispers.
    "Sorry, I just feel bad for them.  I know how much they want their child, it is in their eyes how much they want it." I reply.
    "I know.  Dr. Neil is a fine young man." John swaps subjects out of the blue.
    "Don't..." I mutter.
    "I am just stating...  I think you and him would be a good match." He puts his hands up in defeat.
    "Mr. Winchester, Ms. Winchester, Nico will be just fine.  No worries, she had just pushed herself too hard and she is drinking some water now.  You may go see her, keep an eye on her." Alfred interrupts.
    "Thanks Alfred.  Have a nice night." I answer.  They both nod and walk out.  I walk away from John and head to the storage room.  Nico is lying down on a bed, rubbing her belly while Bonnie is on a stool beside her with her hand in his.  Ryker is standing at the end of the bed.  
    "Hey Nico, are you okay?" John asks.
    "I'm fine now...  I have to take maternity leave for the rest of the time being." She answers, flashing a weak, yet beautiful smile to us.
    "Nico, let me ask you...  Do you think my daughter would be cute with Neil?" John questions.
    "Dad..." I groan.
    "I think she would." Nico answers.
    "See Krystal.  A lot of people think you would be cute with him.  Why won't you just give anyone a shot?  No one will h-"
    "Dad, just fucking stop, please!" I snap.
    "What is the big deal?" John asks.
    "Because, I am fucking happily dating Ryker, okay?  I have been for three months!" I admit.  My face drains of color.  Did I just say that...?
    "You...  Are dating my dad...?" Nico looks angry.
    "Your dad is dating my daughter..." John clenches his fists.
    "Don't even..." I snap.
    "Krystal, I thought we were close!  But apparently you used me to get to my dad!" Nico exclaims.
    "I didn't use you, I swear...  It just happened!" I am now regretting saying anything.  Ryker wraps his arm around me.
    "Haven't you noticed me being happy lately?  It's because of her..." Ryker chimes in.
    "Think of what you're doing, Krystal.  You're dating someone my age that you're bound to lose before you die...  I'm sorry, I just don't approve." John crosses his arms.
    "I'm not asking for your approval and I certainly fucking don't want your approval.  Look at Nico, she will die before Bonnie ever does, leaving him behind with their child!" I yell.
    "We are not talking about her, are we?!" John snaps.
    "Now we fucking are!!  I do one thing, one fucking thing that makes ME happy and now all of a sudden I can't be happy with my choice?!  What the fuck kind of father are you?!  What the fuck kind of friend are you?!  Dad, maybe you should have fucking kept demon hunting!!" I snap.  All of them in the room gasp.  
    "Is that how you feel...?" John asks, tears running down his face.
    "I don't know.  I don't know how I feel anymore!  What is there to feel anymore!?" I groan in frustration.  John walks out of the room.
    "None of this would have started if I didn't kiss you...  Or admit my feelings to you..." Ryker murmurs.    
    "Don't blame yourself...  I have to go." I answer.  I go out to the main room, seeing my dad leave the building.  I follow him.
    "Dad, please I didn't mean t-"
    "You know what, Krystal?  Just don't talk to me, okay?  That really fucking hurt." John snaps.
    "I didn't mean it, I swear.  Please daddy, I am begging you..." I fall to my knees.
    "I'm going home and packing up my stuff.  I am going back to demon hunting, like you want." He answers.  John leaves me here, sobbing into my hands.  I feel a pair of big hands pull me off my knees gently.  I look to see Bonnie here.
    "Shh, don't cry...  Everything will blow over." He whispers.
    "N-No, he's leaving...  I'm so fucking stupid!!" I cry out.  Bonnie hugs me close to him as I sob into his chest.
    "You're not stupid.  Anger makes us say and do things we didn't think we were capable of doing." Bonnie says.
    "I've fucked up too much..." I whisper.
    "No, no one has.  Look, just go tell Jeremy you're going home.  Have Ryker take you home and try to solve this, okay?" Bonnie suggests.
    "Okay, then you need to go comfort your girlfriend." I murmur, easing back from the hug.
    "She's not my...  Okay." Bonnie sighs.  I go inside, let Jeremy know that I am going home and Ryker happily takes me home.  I need to fix shit with my dad and I.  I never meant to hurt him like that.  I didn't mean to fuck up so damn bad.  Although, I am known for fucking up.  After a while, Ryker and I arrive at my house.
    "Go fix things babe." Ryker says.
    "I will.  Thanks for driving me home, love." I lean over and kiss him.  He kisses me passionately then releases the kiss.  I step out of his car.
    "I...  Hope you fix things!" Ryker says abruptly
    "Thanks babe." I answer.  I have a feeling he was going to say something else.  Shaking it off, I close the door and sprint inside, straight to his room.  I find John there, packing his suitcase.
    "Dad, please don't leave..." I murmur.
    "I'm sorry...  But I am leaving..." John answers.
    "I didn't mean what I said.  I love having you around, I need you.  Please dad..." I beg.
    "I've done enough here...  Ryker will take good care of you..." He zips his suitcase and picks it up.
    "I don't want him to take care of me, I want you to take care of me.  Please!!" I am on my knees.
    "I love you." He replies, walking out.  Who will fix me now?  I am shattered...  My dad has left me...  When I needed him most...  Just like he did when I was a child...  I go to my restroom and grab my knife and towel, curling up onto the cold tile, sobbing violently...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 14...
  • Mood: Depressed
  • Listening to: Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water


    It has been about two months since that night and Nico is almost finished with her pregnancy.  She is seven and a half months in right now but she has been experiencing some pains and such.  Nico is also really tired all the time, which I don't blame her.  Pregnancy can wear you down, honestly.  So far, Ryker and I are doing okay but we are keeping our relationship quiet.  I don't mind keeping it to ourselves.
    Right now, I am lying in bed feeling like total shit...  I caught some sort of cold and it is really kicking my ass into the ground.  My throat hurts to swallow and talk, plus I am cold all the time now even though it is hotter than fuck outside and my body hurts almost all the time due to this sickness.  I shiver and hug my blankets to myself.
    "Krystal, honey." I hear John, his voice sounds amplified which hurts my ears.  I wave silently as he walks over to me with a bowl of soup.  I sit up in my bed and he hands me the bowl of soup.
    "You don't look so well, baby." John mentions.
    "I know." I sigh.  John feels my forehead.
    "Sweetheart, you are burning up..." He murmurs.
    "But I am still going to work, and I am cold." I answer, sipping on some of the soup.  John makes the best home made chicken soup ever.
    "Want to wear a hoodie of mine?" John asks.
    "Please." I reply.  John walks off for a minute then returns with his dark gray hoodie.  I love pullover hoodies, they are my favorite, and his favorite.  Once I am done eating the soup, or what I can of it, I head to my restroom to get dressed, feeling weak and drained.  I am dressed in black and white plaid pajama pants, a white hip hugging tank top and John's hoodie.  It smells just like him and I love that.
    "John?" I call out, straining my vocal cords.  He comes in here.
    "Yes baby girl?" He walks over to me.  
    "Could you put my hair up?" I ask since my body hurts.
    "Honey, your body hurts I don't think it is best to put your hair up." He answers, grabbing my comb.  Very gently, he combs my hair to make it look nice.  I look in the mirror at myself.  I look terrible.
    "You know...  Being emotional and on my monthly thing while I am this sick...  Is not helping me..." I mutter.
    "Do you want me to carry you?" John asks.  I nod.  Gently, he lifts me into his arms bridal-style.  He grabs my phone, wallet and keys then we head off to work.  I am sort of dozing off on the way there, so drained.  John grabs my hand and holds it as he drives.  His hand is so warm, it feels so good.  All of a sudden, tears drip out of my eyes.  John pulls over, moves his seat back and pulls me into his lap gently.
    "Shh baby...  It's okay.  Don't cry." He whispers.
    "I am in so much pain..." I whine.  
    "I know, sweetheart.  This is why I didn't want you going to work tonight..." John strokes my cheek gently.
    "I need to work.  It makes money." I reply weakly.  
    "I will be in your office with you the entire shift and you will be on my lap." He says.  John places me between his legs and resumes driving me to work.  I lean back on his chest, feeling very sleepy.  
    "So tired and sore..." I murmur.
    "I know baby girl, just try to relax." He whispers.  I love John, so damn much.  I don't know what I would do without him.
    "I love you." I whisper.
    "I love you, too." John presses his lips to my cheek as he drives.  He begins to sing to me, "Safe" by Westlife, he has such a wonderful voice.  Although, everything about him is completely wonderful anyway.  After about ten minutes, we arrive at Freddy's and John carries me to clock in and all that.  Then he carries me to my office and sits down in my chair, holding me in his arms.  I pull my laptop in my lap and begin to monitor the place.
    "Krystal, do you even need to monitor the place anymore?" John asks.
    "I don't even know, but I still do it anyway." I answer.  John rubs my lower belly, which eases up the cramps a little bit.  I place the laptop down and curl up in his lap.  
    "Is she okay?" I hear Jeremy's voice.
    "I am hoping so, she is cold, has body aches, throat hurts and she is burning up." John answers.
    "Then she shouldn't be here if she is that sick..." Jeremy murmurs.
    "She is stubborn as hell." John chuckles softly.
    "I can tell." Jeremy replies.
    "Like I told John, I need to work, it makes money..." I chime in.  
    "But, if you are that sick, you shouldn't be working." Jeremy says.
    "If I can get dressed, I can come to work.  I am just dressed in comfy clothes." I snap.
    "Alright...  Well, if you need any soup or anything, I am sure Chica would be happy to make you some.  I will be in my office." He mentions.  Both of us nod and he exits to his office.
    "Did you want some soup?" John asks.
    "Yes." I reply, feeling hungry once again.  
    "Do you want to come with me or stay here?" He wonders.
    "Come with you." I answer.
    "John, don't worry about getting up.  What kind of soup does she want?" I hear Ryker's voice and immediately look to find him walking down the hallway.  He is wearing dark jeans and a blue t-shirt.  
    "I can get her soup, she can just come with me." John ignores his question.
    "I insist on helping, at least.  I can grab the soup and bring it to her, so you two can monitor." Ryker insists, walking towards us.  His eyes flicker to me.  I blush lightly.  Although, it is subtle because I am flushed anyway.
    "John, just let him help." I sigh.
    "Fine...  What kind of soup do you want, honey?" John asks.
    "I don't care." I answer.
    "Ryker, just go grab her any soup.  She doesn't mind." John sighs.
    "Okay, I will be back as soon as I can with her soup." Ryker answers sweetly.  So nice to hear his voice.  Ryker walks away and leaves us to monitor the place again.  
    "I wanna walk around but my body hurts so much..." I whimper.
    "I know, honey." John whispers.  Honestly, I don't want to be here at all but I need the money.  Money is essential.
    "You need to make more of your famous chicken soup." I murmur.
    "I can go home and whip up another pot...  But would you be okay here?" John asks.
    "I will." I answer.  He stands up and places me down in my chair gently.
    "I love you, sweetie.  Ryker can take you home if no one else will." John kisses my forehead.
    "I love you, too." I answer.  He walks away and I resume my work.  Soon, Ryker walks back in here with a bowl of soup.  I dig in, I love the feeling of warm broth down my throat while I am sick.
    "Where did John go?" Ryker asks.
    "He went home so he can make another pot of his home made chicken soup.  It really helps my throat." I answer.
    "Ah, that makes sense.  Dr. Drevis and Dr. Watts are here, you know?  Nico is getting her baby checked up on." Ryker mentions.
    "I didn't know that.  I'd like to see them." I reply, eating more of my soup.
    "Let's go." Ryker says.  After drinking down the rest of my soup and locking my laptop, I follow Ryker.  I know he will want to kiss me, but I don't want to get him sick.  I'd hate myself.  After a little bit, we arrive in the storage where Nico, Bonnie, Alfred and Neil are.  Neil's blue eyes flicker to me.  I notice a smile curve up on his face.
    "Well Nico, your baby seems healthy.  You're taking your pills, correct?" Alfred asks.  Bonnie's eyes widen.
    "Pills??  What pills?" Bonnie becomes frantic.
    "Bonnie, they are prenatal vitamins and all that.  No worries." Nico chuckles softly.  Alfred looks over at me and smiles.
    "Ms. Winchester, it is so nice to see you again." He approaches me.
    "It is nice to see you, too, Mr. Drevis." I smile.
    "Awe, deary you sound sick." Alfred mentions.  Ryker walks over to Nico and Bonnie.
    "I am sick." I sigh.
    "I'm sorry.  Would you like to come out to my car with me?  I have some cough drops." Alfred offers.
    "Sure, I'd love to." I answer.  Alfred smiles gently and places his hand on my back.  I look back at Ryker, who looks jealous as fuck.  Drevis and I walk side-by-side, his hands in his pockets.
    "So, Ms. Winchester, have you gotten a boyfriend yet?" He asks.
    "I have.  Nico's father.  We are keeping our relationship on the down low." I answer.  He looks at me, slightly concerned as he unlocks his car door.
    "Shouldn't that worry you, love?  I mean, granted you and Mr. Newton have a kid, he will not be around for too long.  And with how depressing your life has been, could you handle losing someone so soon?" Alfred questions.  Wow, that thought never occurred to me...
    "Alfred, I mean...  I don't wanna...  I don't want to get into that, I'm sorry." I sigh softly.
    "My apologies." Alfred hands me the cough drops.  Him and I head back inside.
    "Krystal, I am sorry but this is just driving me crazy...  Why?  Why someone you barley know?  He could have skeletons in his closet you would never know about.  Why not someone who has loved you since they have met you?" Alfred stands against the entrance, not allowing me in.
    "Alfred...  What are you saying?" I ask.
    "I'm saying that you should have given someone else a chance.  I can see he isn't right for you..." He murmurs.  I narrow my eyes.  Alfred grabs my chin softly and presses his lips to mine.  My eyes widen in shock.  I pull back after a little bit.
    "I-I...  No...  You..." I stammer.  
    "I do apologize...  I don't know what has gotten into me...  I will gather my stuff and leave..." He blushes.
    "You...  You have loved me since you met me...?" I ask.
    "Ms. Winchester, I have.  But, I have never pushed the issues, as I was waiting for you to be ready.  But, it is clear to me now that I have missed my chance with a wonderful woman.  Bear in mine, I will always love you.  That fire will never burn." Alfred whispers...  I head inside, going back to my desk without a word to anyone.

    TIME SKIP:

    I sit at my desk at 5am, speechless as of right now...  I am unsure what to say, to anyone...  Ryker is sitting beside me, rubbing my back softly.
    "Something bothering you, honey?" He asks.
    "Just tired and want to go home." I lie.
    "I really do hope you get better, my love." Ryker whispers.  Without a word, I check the cameras.  Bonnie and Nico are in the main room together, just talking with Bonbon, Springtrap, Eddy and Freddy.  Nico gasps and looks down at her big belly.  She then smiles, rubbing it.  Bonnie looks over at her and rubs her belly.  Ryker grabs my chin softly and tilts my face to meet his.
    "Are you ready to go home?" Ryker wonders.
    "Yes." I whisper.  I close out my laptop and head out to Ryker's car with him.  He can take me home.  On the way home, he holds me hand as he drives, as he does every time.  I give his hand a gentle squeeze and he smiles at me.  Soon, we arrive at my house.
    "May I kiss you?  I don't care if I get sick, you're so worth it." Ryker asks.  I nod in approval.  He places his hand over my cheek and kisses me gently.  Without hesitation, I kiss him back.  After a few kisses, we say our goodnight and I head inside.  Home made chicken soup invades my nostrils.
    "Soup is done." John says, placing a bowl on the table.  Silently, I walk over to him and hug him tightly.  He gasps, slightly shocked.
    "Something going on?" John asks.
    "Just missed you..." I lie.
    "I missed you, too.  Sit and eat your soup, you need to get better." John whispers.  I nod, sit down and eat, a lot on my mind...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 13
  

    
  • Mood: Depressed
  • Listening to: Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water



    Shaking, trembling under my covers, trying to stay warm...  But nothing is working...  I feel like I am going to die.  I have been suffering from some sort of sickness for weeks now and it is not fun.  It is actually very painful.  So much shivering, coughing, sneezing, aches, and so much fatigue.  I haven't been to work within these few weeks.  No one has really...  Noticed I have taken weeks off...  No one has come to visit me.  John has stayed with me, thankfully...
    "Would you like some soup?" John asks, kneeling down beside me on my bed.
    "I just want to get better." I sniff.
    "I know honey.  Maybe we should see the doctor.  You have been sick for weeks." He sighs.
    "I know...  But I feel so weak." I admit.
    "I need to get you help.  This sickness is starving you of proteins and everything.  And I really don't want to lose you." John sniffles.
    "Can't you just call a doctor and have them come here?" I ask.
    "I could.  I never really thought about that." John replies and pulls out his phone.  He walks out of the room to call the doctor.  I don't want to go anywhere.  I grab a tissue and blow my nose.
    "Stupid sickness..." I mutter to myself.  Reaching out with a groan, I grab my phone and check it.  I have a text message from Ryker.
    "Are you alright?  Haven't seen you in quite a few weeks and I am worried." I read it silently.
    "I am fine.  I will be fine..." I text him back and press "send".  John walks back in here and sits down on my bed with a sigh.
    "So, I talked to the doctor.  Dr. Sheppard, to be honest, he says you actually need to come there.  He needs his medical equipment." John explains.
    "I feel too weak to even go." I sigh.
    "I will carry you then.  We are going to the doctor.  I can't see you like this.  Your body is not functioning right because this stupid sickness is literally starving you, like I said before." John whispers.
    "Fine." I give in.  John lifts me into his arms and carries me out.  I hold onto him and my phone weakly.
    "You feel lighter." He murmurs.  I swallow, though it hurts and curl up to his chest.  I am place in the passenger seat then he climbs into the drivers seat and jets off to the doctor.  I close my eyes on the way there, tired and aching.
    "Don't worry.  We will get you better soon." John whispers.
    "I need to get better...  I hate feeling this way..." I cough.  He holds my hand with his free hand.
    "I love you, hon.  I want you to get better." He strokes my knuckles with his thumb.
    "I love you, too." I sniff.  After about ten or more minutes, John and I arrive at the doctor.  Thankfully Dr. Sheppard is here, otherwise I would have no one to really help me.  I must admit, I need some sort of medication.  Something to help me so I can go to work.  John carries me inside the doctors office.  
    "Dr. Sheppard is back there in room six." The receptionist tells us as soon as we enter the lobby.
    "Thanks." John murmurs and heads on back to the examine room.  
    "Mr. Winchester, please set her down on the examine bed and I will take a look at her." Mark gestures to the examine bed.  John sets me down gently.
    "I will be in the lobby, okay sweetie?  I don't want to get in his way." John strokes my cheek.
    "Okay dad." I nod.  
    "Be sure you tell him everything that hurts..." He murmurs then walks out, closing the door behind him.
    "Okay Ms. Winchester, would you so kindly tell me everything that hurts?  Your symptoms?" Mark asks, walking to me with a clipboard and a pen.
    "I ache all over, I am cold, my throat feels like it is on fire, I am so drained...  I feel weak..." I explain.  Mark jots all of that down and grabs a long q-tip, tongue depressor, stethoscope, and a thermometer.  
    "All these symptoms sound like mono.  I need you to open wide, I need to see your throat." He grabs my chin gently.  I open wide and allow him to examine my throat.
    "My, you don't have a gag reflex much.  I see some white specs, I need a sample." He grabs the long q-tip and swabs my throat.  It hurts...  Soon, he pulls the q-tip out and places it in a canister.
    "That hurt." I murmur.
    "Don't worry, the worst part is over.  Let me take your temperature, listen to your lungs and I will send this to get tested." Mark places the canister on the counter.  I nod and allow him to do his thing.  
    "Your temperature is pretty high, about one hundred one degrees." He grabs his clipboard once again and jots that down.
    "Oh great..." I sigh and narrow my eyes.
    "I will be back momentarily." He grabs the canister and exits the room.  I don't want to have mono...  I remember having it as a kid.  Uncle James had to do everything for me.  As my immune system was weak as a kid, I could barely ever get better.  As I grew up, my immune system became a little strong, not by much.  After a while, Mark walks back in here and closes the door behind him.
    "Okay, so you do have mono.  Luckily, we have a pharmacy section here in the office.  I am giving you some antibiotics and you need to get some bed rest." He diagnoses, placing the medicine down on the counter.
    "But...  I need to work.  I at least need a doctors note..." I sigh, upset.
    "Bed rest plus the antibiotics would be best, love." Mark responds, writing a doctors note.
    "I didn't want mono..." I complain.
    "Hey, you can't control it.  No one can." He stands up and hands me the doctors note plus the medicine.
    "Stupid body." I grab them.
    "You will get better in no time." Mark places his hand on my shoulder.
    "Thanks Mark." I smile a little.
    "It is my pleasure making you better." He responds, a tint of pink to his cheeks.
    "That is sweet." I tease a bit.
    "Allow me to walk you out." Mark offers, wrapping his arm around me.  Not denying, I allow him to walk me out to the lobby.
    "So what is the verdict?" John's eyes flick to Mark.
    "She has mono.  I gave her some medicine for it and she needs to get plenty of bed rest.  She needs to take the doctors note to her boss." Mark replies.
    "Thank you, Dr. Sheppard.  I will be sure to take care of my daughter." John nods.
    "Good.  See you two around." Mark kisses my hair softly and walks off.  John lifts me into his arms and carries me out.  He and I head to Freddy's so I can give this note to Jeremy.  I am near asleep on the way there.  But as soon as we arrive, I am awake and John carries me inside, straight to Jeremy's office.
    "Krystal?!  Holy shit, John is she okay?" Jeremy rushes over to us.
    "Yeah, she will be fine when she is taking her medicine.  She has mono." John answers.  I hold out the doctors note.  Jeremy grabs it and just tosses it in the trash.
    "I don't need a doctors note.  John, just go ahead and take her home." Jeremy replies, concerned.  I have never seen him worried like this.  John nods and walks out of his office.
    "Dad, go to my office quick." I murmur.  He obeys me and brings me to my office.  I climb out of his arms and sit down at my desk, then pull up the laptop.
    "Krystal don't, you need to go home and get bed rest." John murmurs.
    "I just wanna check, see how everything is doing." I sigh.  I flip through the cameras.  So far, everything is all good.
    "Holy hell, there you are." Ryker's voice startles me.
    "I am here..." I murmur.  He walks over to me.
    "I was so worried...  Are you okay, love?" Ryker asks.
    "I have mono.  Where is Nico?" I wonder.
    "She is at home with her daughter." He responds.
    "Ah, it is best if I don't see Wyatt right now.  I don't want to get her sick.  It is hard for babies to regain their composure from sickness." I purse my lips awkwardly.
    "Yeah, it is best you don't.  I have pictures of Wyatt.  Want to see?" He offers.
    "Sure." I agree.  He pulls out his phone and shows me some of the pictures of her.  She is so cute.  I can't wait to see her and hold her.  I can feel John watching us like a hawk.  Once Ryker is done showing me the photos, he shoves his phone back into his pocket.
    "Man, I have missed you.  It has been a long few w-"
    "Ryker, stop.  Back off my daughter, okay?  You said you didn't have time for her, so just stop." John snaps.
    "John, I still love her, obviously." Ryker murmurs.
    "I don't care.  You leaving her basically broke her.  You claimed you don't have time for her, I have a feeling that was just a lie, sad attempt so you can break her heart." He replies.
    "I'm sorry you feel that way...  I didn't think I would have time for her, but I do...  So, I want her back.  I have wanted her since I met her." Ryker sighs.
    "Ryker, right now isn't the best time.  I need to get over this sickness.  I am not in the right mind because of the fatigue, so I wouldn't be the best to date right now." I explain.
    "I understand.  Please, go home and get some bed rest." Ryker strokes my cheek gently.
    "I need to but I wanna work." I am torn in the dilemma.
    "Go home, work can wait." He whispers.
    "I will." I nod.  Ryker kisses my forehead gently and walks away.  I look at John.
    "What was that all about?" I ask.
    "He broke your heart..." He mutters.
    "I know.  I love you.  So protective." I smile.
    "I love you, too.  Ready to go home?" He asks.
    "I suppose so." I close my laptop down.
    "Winchester, go home." Jeremy calls out.
    "Working on it." I respond.  John lifts me into his arms and carries me through the pizzeria.
    "Is she okay?" Bonnie's voice is heard, stopping us in our tracks.  I look over at him.
    "I have mono.  I am going home." I reply.
    "I see.  I hope you get better." He smiles.
    "Bonnie, are you happy about Wyatt being born?" I ask.
    "Of course.  I can't wait to see her again.  Her and Nico, I look forward to seeing." He nods.
    "Good.  You're gonna make an amazing father." I complement him.
    "Awe, thank you.  You will make a wonderful mother someday." Bonnie reflects my complement.
    "Thanks Bonnie, but I am not sure I want kids anytime soon...  Anyway, I am gonna head home now.  I wanna get better so I can see Wyatt." I answer.
    "See you around." He waves us off.  John carries me out and to home...  Time to get plenty of bed rest.  I can't wait until I am better.  I so badly want to hold Wyatt...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2...
  • Listening to: Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park
  • Reading: Nothing
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water

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Krissy-Loves-Skipper Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014
Thank you!!
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Phillipzu Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Happy birthday! :party: 
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Krissy-Loves-Skipper Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014
Thank you :)
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Phillipzu Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014  Student Digital Artist
You're welcome. ^^
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Krissy-Loves-Skipper Featured By Owner Oct 3, 2014
I miss talking to ya!
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Umbra-Heart Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the :iconkirbyfaveplz:! :iconlaplz:
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Your welcome!!! :happybounce;:
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