When the party is over

She had been driving home from work. So many thoughts had been going through her mind since she had seen those to pink stripes on the pregnancy test. The only person she had been with had been Dion, and even as she had sworn that she would never go back, she couldn’t just deny him the chance of having a say in the matter. The thought of leaving the guy out of it, just didn’t sit right with her. Even as he was the person he was, it was still a burden if a kid suddenly stood in front of his door saying that they were once daughter or son. If he didn’t want it, they needed to talk about it get to an understanding as, her hand caressed her stomach before looking up on the road again. She wasn’t sure that she would be able to do it, she always wanted a big family. Even as it wasn’t like she had pictured it, maybe a new kid was something that could distance her even further from Garret.

So, she made a decision and changed the route towards Dion’s house. As she stopped the car, turning the key around in the ignition. She looked up and was surprised to see Dion was already standing outside with a guy waving his arms around like a crazy person. What was going on? She had seen crazy people before; it was a part of her job and there for she pulled the gun from her glove compartment and put made sure it was safe in its holster.
As she got out, she saw how he put his hand up and told her to stay back there. She did, but as the man was turning his eyes towards her every instinct in her told her this was bad. It was like bloody murder was written in his eyes, and she didn’t like it. But before she could say and do anything, Dion had already pulled him back and clucked him in his face.
“I, I needed to talk to you – about, something, are you alright?” she asked as she put her hands around his hand to see if he had broken the skin around the knuckles. She didn’t get to say much more, as he turned around and put her behind his back. Lower the gun. What!? She tried to get past him, as she looked at the guy. No, no! This was not about to go down. She pulled her own gun and pointed it towards him; “Put it down” she said she could feel how her hands tried to give in to the nerves, but she kept it calm and collected “Put it down before anyone gets hurt, this isn’t the answer, it never is the answer” she walked around Dion, just to make sure that she could keep this guy’s focus on her. It was clear that she was the ultimate factor that he had been pushed so far to point a gun. “Do you think Dion will like you after you shoot someone? No, now, put it down” – “If I can’t have him, nobody should!” she heard the sound of the gun go off, her own shortly after and saw how he dropped to the ground clutching his shoulder. She ran towards him and kicked away the gun and put him in handcuffs “its 20th of April 2021, time is around 22.20 and you are under arrest of carrying and firing a firearm – Dion?” she looked back as she made sure that the guy was incapacitated. She saw how he looked down, there was a hole in his t-shirt. “Dion..” then he dropped down “Dion!!” she screamed, and forgot everything about the guy bleeding on the ground. “No, no, no, no” Evelina ran towards him pressing down her hands where she thought the bleeding came from “Please stay with me, look at me, Dion!”

She got out her phone hands bloodied from the wound that she was trying to hold a pressure on, so it didn’t cause him to bleed out. “Stay with me Dion, please, please you can’t leave me, I need you” she whispered knowing very well that it was true, she had tried to deny it. But now that she might actually losing him? She was faced with so many emotions that she didn’t much care for, but she couldn’t stop them from surfacing. “999 what is your emergency?” Evelina with almost inhumane calmness said her name, office number, street name and what had happened. An ambulance was nearby and would be there in a minute. The same with police.
She saw the tears that started to run down his cheeks, and she leaned down and kissed his cheek, just under his eye. “You’re going to be okay, this isn’t the end” but then he closed his eyes, and it took every in her to not just break down and started screaming. People was still partying inside. It was like they didn’t even notice what had happened. Even as she thought his aura would stop working, but then again it did stay with people, wouldn’t it?

She didn’t really remember how she got to the hospital. Just that she insisted on driving with them. Looking and how they started incubating him, making sure that he got fluids, she ran with them into the hospital, holding his hand not daring to let go even as she was covered in blood and looked like a deer in headlights not knowing what she should do or say.
Trauma team was called, and she was pushed away telling her that she needed to stay out of the team so they could do their job. Shaking she put her arms around herself standing in the lobby not really knowing what to do.

First, she was question by some police officers about what had happened, which took some of the pressure of thinking if Dion would make it or not. But as soon as they left, she stood there not knowing what leg to stand on. She ended up being told that the surgery would take some time. Around two or three hours. She drove home with the promise that they would page her the moment that there was any news, as she really needed to get the blood out of her hands and face. When she came home it was clear how much of his blood was still on her. Scrubbing herself down in the shower, she quickly got some new clothes on, and drove back. While in the car she called her mom up from the speaker of her phone, asking how the boys where and made a deal that her mother would bring them in, early morning.
It was around one am when she was greeted by the surgeon that had taken Dion away. She nodded as he said that Dion had been lucky “Right” she said, and could feel the guilt weighing her down, if she had been quicker if she had seen it coming Dion wouldn’t even be there. But she also knew that she was not responsible, it had been the other guy pulling the tricker.
“Thank you” she said with a soft voice and followed after him towards the room. She snorted as she was told he wasn’t to mix alcohol with the painkillers “They guy can literally turn water into wine, but I’ll do my best” she said and nodded as she was told that he would tell Cecilia where she was “Thank you again” she said with a warm smile and then walked into the room.
She sat down on the chair beside Dion and took his hand in hers. “I’m glad you will be alright” she whispered and pushed some of his hair back and slowly caressed his cheek. “Idiot” she mumbled “this wasn’t how I thought our next meeting would go” well to be fair, she didn’t think that they would meet again at all.

Evelina turned her head as she heard the best friend ask what had happened. “Some crazy guy, rambling about that if he couldn’t have Dion nobody should” she exhaled, and didn’t tell her that it had first been about her, that the guy wanted to shoot her.
“It’s alright, you need your time off and with him, remember to say hi, right?” Evelina did all to keep a brave face on, but she could feel that her smile didn’t manage to deceive Cecilia. Always knowing how to look through the façade.
So, when she pulled her into a hug, she melted into her arms. “I’m pregnant, Ce” she whispered feeling how tears started pressing to come out again. “I wanted to talk to him about it today, and this happened” she shallowed the lump that had been created in her throat. Finally, she stepped out of Cecilia arms and looked at her while her cold fingers tried to remove her falling tears. “I wanted to tell you, I just….” she sat down and looked briefly at the sleeping Dion before looking back to the friend standing in front of her. So many things had happened these past days, and she just really wanted to make sure and talk to it with Dion before she decided what should happen now. Which was hard, because she talked with Ce about everything. These past weeks had just been overwhelming. Suddenly she missed that evening with Mono, troubles hadn’t been so big back then. Even if the link with Cecilia, Ajax and Joseph had been a thing.
It seemed like they were in the book “A Series of Unfortunate Events”

She started crying as she nodded looking at her always understanding friend. Blurry vision as she tried to dry away the falling drops of water. “I’m just so afraid that I’m falling for someone again, but I think it already happened, and then with this guy” she bit her lip and waved towards Dion laying in the bed wired to tubes and a machine making sure to monitor Dions heart rate. It had been a harsh reality after she had told Garret to fuck out of her house. How violent his words had been, telling her that she was a Satan herself. That no one would ever love her, screaming until he had just sat down crying begging her to take him back. Another thing she hadn’t told anyone. But at least the talk with Dion had made her see just how badly Garret had always treated her. She sniffled and nodded as she felt the lips on top of her head and looked up with a smile on her face. “I will, I promise” she put out her small pinkie finger and wrapped it around Cecilia’s “Ride or die, always” she said and got on her feet again to give her friend a hug “Now go, and have a great night with Lucas, okay? I’ll be fine, my mom will bring the boys around in the morning, and I’ll just be here, waiting for him to wake up – making sure that he doesn’t do something stupid” she said and took a deep breath.


“Mom can I get some juice?” Evelina nodded as she found one of the small Juicebox’s and handed it to Cayden that was sitting with some of his schoolbooks. Evelina had never really understood why people was so hyped about iPad’s and tv’s for their kids. Yes, it was easy just to put something in their hand, but why not a colouring book or something else that would pique their interest. Besides, she didn’t have the money for iPads.
She sat down again in the chair beside Dion’s bed, and didn’t even notice that she fell asleep.
Theo looked up as if he noticed something, he stood up and walked over to the table where a paper cup stood. He moved a chair towards it and started pouring water in it from a pitcher that looked giant in the small boys’ hands. He crawled back down and walked over to the bed as the guy woke up “Here” he said, and pushed the water towards Dion’s hand.

Theo smiled as the man said thank you “You are welcome, my name is Theobald” he said as he walked back to his drawing book. Cayden looked up from his books and made small huff, he closed it and one would notice that this was way over his age level. “Mom” he said, as he put his hand on her arm and shook it a little bit. She didn’t wake up, he looked over at Dion and rolled his eyes “Mom, Cecilia says that goat cheese on pizza is the worst thing in the world” – “what!?” Evelina almost fell down from the chair as she woke up, only to notice that Cayden was looking at her with a big smirk of a smile. “You little worm” she laughed, completely forgetting where she was and why she was there. She pulled him into her arms and pressed her lips towards her forehead only to be met by a ‘urgh gross’, as he pushed him away from her arms and walked back to the chair to read in his book “Your boyfriend is awake” he said and threw his head towards Dion “My boy- oh” she finally looked more awake, as she pushed her up from the chair and walked over to Dion, it was a warm smile that met her eyes as she looked at him. And before she could stop herself, she let her fingers stroke him over his cheek. “let me get you some more water” she said and walked around the bed and filled it once again “you are under strict orders not to mix your alcohol with the painkillers, that means no alcohol for as long as it heals” She would say around six to eight weeks, but she wasn’t sure how quickly he healed up. “and since you put yourself down as your emergency care person” she shook her head “Who even does that” she whispered and gave him back the cup and sat down beside him, couldn’t really stop the smile on her lips “I’m in charge of your care, until you convince me someone else takes over” and even then it would be hard for her to let someone else take over, as she felt incredible responsible for what had happened.
“Does that mean we can get that food you make when I have a bad day?” Theo looked up with glistening eyes and she chuckled “you, focus on drawing” she said not knowing what to tell him, as she didn’t even know what would happen now. She turned back towards Dion “Do you want me to get a doctor to tell you what happened?” she asked, with a more sombre voice.

She shook her head and couldn’t help the smile on her lips to form, as he assured her that he was very convincing “I know that, but you also know I won’t budge on this” there was no way in hell that she was not making sure that he was recovering in the best way possible. Besides she had something she needed to tell him, and she had no idea how or when it was the best time to actually do it. She was a little lost in thought, as she heard something clatter in the background.

Theo quickly got up and walked over to the both of them and put the drawing book neatly away as he pulled himself up into the bed. With a little help from his mother of course. “Sir” Theo giggled and clearly liked how Dion talked to him “Well!” he started “mom makes the best chicken and home-made crisps!” he started “And, and then we can choose what kind of milkshakes we want” Evelina’s fingers glided over his hair and Theo snuggled into her arms.
She looked at him when he said thank you and shook her head, she didn’t need the thanks and didn’t really think she deserved it.
“Of course, kind of feel like it was my fault” Theo snuggled out of her arms again and took his book to walk back to his spot on the floor to keep drawing. A nurse knocked on the door and Evelina walked away from the bed towards her kids and sat down talking with them as the nurse did her check up on her patient. Cayden being the smart kid that he was noticed that there was something off with her mother. “Mom can we go down and see if there is something interesting in the garden to do?” Evelina nodded and found her wallet and pulled out a ten-pound note and gave it to him “watch out for each other, and don’t walk away from the property, okay?” Cayden gave a big smile and took his brother in hand and walked out of the room. He was so much older in spirit that he should be. But having a father like that, would make someone grow up quicker than you were supposed to.

After the nurse went out again Evelina sat down beside Dion, “How are you? Besides the pain?” she asked, remembering the first time she had been shot putting her in a hospital bed for quite some time. But that had been a random criminal, this seemed like a person that Dion actually knew.

She couldn’t help it as she looked at him, tears started pressing in her eyes. What if he had died and she hadn’t been able to tell him? And how the hell was she going to tell him now that she was pregnant? Evelina quickly sniffled and tried to stop his tears from falling, she was never this emotional, but she couldn’t seem to keep her feelings in check these days. And it was like it just became stronger, maybe she should call her mother and talk to her about the fact about it. Even as her mother didn’t live as a witch anymore, she still couldn’t let the ties that she had to Evelina’s grandmother. Before she died of course.
“Lightly stalking me for months” she laughed not really believing he could describe it like that. With a big sigh she got up from the chair and walked over to the bed, first she helped him get a little more up “move a little” she mused, not really caring that he might be in pain anymore. She took of the small jacket that she had on and put it on the floor as she put her legs over his duvet and put her head on his shoulder. Mostly because she didn’t want him to look into her eyes, because it was like he could always read her like an open book. Not something that she cared for very much. “I’m just glad that you are okay, then everything else doesn’t really matter” she breathed out and closed her eyes. His smell was still of warm weather, burned olives in the burning sun and the sweet scent of vine. He really did smell good.

“Hush, stop trying to make everything not to be about you, unless its a party” she laughed as he said that it wasn’t true that nothing else mattered. Just for a moment, he could let it be about him. “But I know, I’m just really glad you are okay” she said with a small whisper and licked her lips. Her eyes looking with no direction into the white sterilised room they were in. Why was it that you couldn’t have just a little colour in a hospital room? She sighed “Thank you” she removed her eyes from the surroundings and turned them towards Dion lying beside her. “As of right now? He is behind bars; they took him in as we took you into the ambulance” she explained and licked her lips once again. Her eyes followed his eyes down to his lips and could feel how she was drawn to them. But before she let her mind wander back to the time, she turned her eyes away from him and let them wander back to the safe space around them. The heat from his shoulder had to be enough she could let herself indulge in. “After my statement I’m sure he will be taken into a psyche evaluation and they will see if he needs to be lock away on Eichen House or a cell, point is his not going to get anytime soon” she said and her hand found his and gently squeezed, making sure he knew that she would be there. Making sure nothing would harm him.

She thought it commendable that she made sure she knew that it was not Jacksons fault. She sighed, and knew that of course sometimes that some people, creatures, or anything alike had powers that could make people forget themselves. But it didn’t excuse what he had done. Not only had he aimed his gun at her, but in the end, he had shoot Dion because he didn’t want anyone to have Dion if he couldn’t. “I’ll make sure to note that in the report, maybe see if we can find a good psychologist for him. Just because your power infused him to the point where he tried to kill you, still doesn’t make it right” she hummed, and knew she didn’t understand the full affect of being around Dion as other. Mostly because there was something stopping it from happening. She got that tingle, how she wanted to be near him and feel him. But was that because of his power, or something else? She wasn’t totally sure. Maybe she never would be sure.
She didn’t even catch the fact that Dion made sure she knew it wasn’t alright what he had done, by the fact that he had aimed towards her. Not the fact that Dion had been the one that Jackson ended up shooting. Maybe it was because her mind still found their way back to the fact that she needed to tell him about the fact that she was pregnant. Or if this was even the right time to tell him. It wasn’t, was it?

What is troubling your thoughts dove?
This was all it took to rip her out of her down spiralling imagination on how a conversation between them would go, putting something as big as a child between them. She took a deep breath in, and with a soft smile on her lips she turned around. “A lot” she confessed and closed her eyes as she let out a long breath and sank a little further into his warmth by his shoulder. She put her hand in his slowly letting her thump glide over his palm before she made their fingers intertwine. “It’s been a long couple of weeks, took your advice though, or several peoples advice” she said with a small laugh, and tried to avoid the topic on the tip of her tongue for now. “Told Garret to stuff it” she laughed, not telling him how that had gone. The crying. The screaming. the constant stalking and threating messages she had gotten. But not threating enough that it should be taking seriously, if you asked her boss. Which had been the reason she hadn’t told anyone jet, mostly because how else was she going to deal with an insane narcissistic ex-husband. That used all he could to try to either win her back or make the world think she was the devil incarnated. Didn’t matter in the end though, she had her best friends and people around her that would help in a heartbeat. If she just asked them to.
“Or maybe I’m just tired, have been up almost all night because of your sorry ass” she said and pulled a little away from him. Their faces so close, as she pushed some of his hair away from his face, her eyes looking into his.

She took a deep breath when he asked if she was okay. “No, but I will be” she said with a smile, letting her eyes roam over his face. It wasn’t fair that his face drew her in like that. Not in the part of his powers making him irresistible. It was the colour of his skin, the dark thick hair that you just wanted to run your fingers through. His pointed nose, full lips and then there was the eyes. Brown eyes that always drew her in letting her know it was safe to escape. A word that that had brought her so much distress last time they had seen each other.
“It is” she said with a smirk and felt how her skin tingled with excitement of feeling his lips against hers. But something that only stayed in her mind as she restrained herself from leaning forward. “I’m sorry by the way” she said, and let her eyes follow their way back into his. “Of how I left last time” she took a deep breath “Because of my boys, I rarely let myself… indulge” she said in a painfully low voice before she cleared her throat “But it wasn’t fair how i talked to you, so for that I’m sorry” she said and gave a pained smile and pulled a little away and finally removed herself from the bed and out of his warm atmosphere.