become the fire.

she's a badass with a good heart, soft but strong. unapologetic and honest. she's the type of woman you go to war beside, the type of woman you marry. WILLOW ROMONOV

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Cassia Ivy Lebeau & Paige Dakota Lebeau

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sprog poppin’ time.

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♛ ;; — Dolton heard the groan almost instantaneously, as if he was listening out for any signs of discomfort from his girl, and the minute it happened, he jumped, looking around, surprised when he recalled that the girl was still in their room. He patted Kip on the back and darted in the direction of his room, apparently he had not been the only one listening in as his younger brother needed no encouragement to follow after Dolton, concern crossing his features just as it did with Dolton’s own – Willow was not only important to the eldest Lebeau, after all.

Both burst through the door as he moved towards her, Gaia quick on his heels after meeting him in the hall and Dolton barely hesitated to cross the room, curling his arms around her frame that had seemed considerably more fragile since getting pregnant. His lips pressed against her moisture laced forehead as he attempted to soothe her, repetitive groans fled her lips and he felt completely at loss on what to do. His eyes desperately searched the room for someone who could offer indication on what to do next, but Pru was nowhere to be seen, Gaia simply looked terrified and Kip was, well… Kip, he seemed simultaneously disgusted and worried for the girl he grew up with. “C’mon, let’s get y’ to Alix.”

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♚ ;; — Birth had been exhausting, but the pain had been immediately forgotten. What Willow couldn’t seem to comprehend was she was now a mother of two, from being a woman of none. She lay upon the bed, sheets curled over her frame with her body propped against fluffed cushions, for a haunted town, the hospital was certainly impressionable. The girl’s eyes rested on the two children in incubators to the left of her, a surprisingly feeling of overwhelming love of which she’d never experienced before washed over her and she couldn’t stop the smile that remained on her features since the minute she had met the babies, despite her cheeks throbbing in protest to the admiration. Dolton had, too, fallen asleep in the chair beside her bed, his body tilted towards the children, whilst his hand had held onto hers as she had slept. Her smile faded as she attempted to push herself up from the bed, slipping her hand from underneath Dolton’s grasp and sighing as her frame ached.

Lowering herself to the floor, she rounded her bed and headed towards the babies, tucking a strand of her untamed hair behind her ear as her hand lifted to touch one of the baby’s own. They were yet to come up with names for the two, having only expected one and figuring they’d know the name as soon as they met them, now they were at loss for both. Willow moved to stand between the two beds, her free hand now resting in the other baby’s bed as her fingertips brushed across the soft skin of their faces. “I love you both…” She murmured with confidence, barely realising the disturbance of her love. 

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sprog poppin’ time.

♚ ;; — Willow lay in her bed, her bump resting on the body sized pillow Pru had managed to create for her and whilst it wasn’t entirely comfortable, she was grateful for the pressure release from her pelvis. Burying her features into the fabric, she planned to get some rest before Dolton got back from whatever it was Dolton did during the day. However, her body had other plans as a sudden twist in her stomach and a strange tugging feeling alerted her of some form of movement of her baby. The shewolf groaned, sitting up as she glanced down at her stomach, placing her hand over the blooming stomach and sighing in protest to the discomfort. “Give me a break, baby.” She whispered to the unborn child, until a sudden moisture appeared between her legs, her eyes widening. “Shit.” She immediately realised what was happening, with help from her hands, she supported her stomach as she shifted to the edge of the bed and rested her swollen feet upon the ground. “Gaia!” She shouted to the nearest person she could detect, “I need y’ to find Dolton for me, like now.”

The witch had been helpful all throughout her pregnancy and whilst she had a hard time accepting her into her life at first, Gaia had proven to be a trustworthy companion in their life. Labour was slow, or so she had heard and Alix had assured her that the first child a woman had never really came fast, or at least, it was a rare occurrence. Willow hadn’t been counting how far along she was, she’d simply been enjoying her passing months as being the (semi) centre of Dolton’s world, but now the pains in her abdomen were assuring her that the baby wouldn’t be long. “Oh m’ god.” She groaned yet again, hunching over.

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♛ ;; — “I love y’, darlin’. I got y’ a few different things, fuck knows wha’ y’ want these days.”

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♚ ;; — “I wish I knew, but even tha’s a stretch. Ain’t gonna be long now I don’ think, can jus’ about finish any damn food.”

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♚ ;; — “Seein’ as you’re filled with pregnancy knowledge…”

“Wha’ do I do? How do I know when it’s happenin’?”

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🔮 — “Trust me, you’re going to know. It’s okay to feel… frightened. But you don’t need to be. Because, the moment you hear your child take their first breath,

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♚ ;; — “Oh... I see. Ophelia, why are y’ helpin’ us? Not tha’ I ain’t grateful, could use jus’ about all the help we can get but still, y’ and me ain’t exactly friends.”

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♚ ;; — “You and carrot top might jus’ be m’favourite people right now, gimme.”

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☀ — “Happy to help.“

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♚ ;; — “Y’ve always done tha’ for me and Dolt, I won’t ever forget tha’.”

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♚ ;; — “Hey, kid. Good t’ see y’ smilin’ again.”

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🐺 — “Just in time for Dolton jr.“

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♚ ;; — “Uh, yeah... tha’ can’t come quick enough, runnin’ out of space.”

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🔮 — “Sure.”

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♚ ;; — “Seein’ as you’re filled with pregnancy knowledge...”

“Wha’ do I do? How do I know when it’s happenin’?”

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♚ ;; — “Hey, kid. Good t’ see y’ smilin’ again.”

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🐾 — “I ain’ exactly all tha’ good with kids. An’ uh, lovely as y'are, Will — m'gonna go ahead an’ pretend this conversation never happened, an’ continue lookin’ for leftover meatloaf.”

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♚ ;; — “You weren’t bad with Kip, Ol’... until y’know, tha’ time you almost killed him. But hey, the past is the past. Y’ girl took the meatloaf, good luck with tha’.”

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♞— “You don’t look it, but you are pretty big… Any chance twins are a possibility?”

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♚ ;; — “Not as far as I know, but hey, Dolt’s line goes back a long time, ain’t no way of knowin’.”

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🔮 — “Drink the tea. It works.”

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♚ ;; — “Thank y’...”

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☀ — “Well, you’re in luck . Thanks to Pru, I come bearing gifts.”

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♚ ;; — “You and carrot top might jus’ be m’favourite people right now, gimme.”

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♞— “I missed too much, you look absolutely amazing, Willow.”

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♚ ;; — “Thanks, Gaia. I don’ feel it, I feel like a beached whale, but thanks.”

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🐾 — “Yes ma'am. Y'don’ have t'tell me twice t'leave.”

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♚ ;; — “Is it the bump? Is it creeping y' out? Y’ wanna touch it, do it I dare y’.”

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🔮 — “Here. Ginger tea. Helps with the nausea.”

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♚ ;; — “Are y' a mom?”

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♛ ;; — “But… I brought food.”

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♚ ;; — “I love you.”