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[missmaria101]

And Baby Makes Three;

He probably ran into nearly everything along the way to Preston, he didn’t look back to check although the clattering sounds that laid waste behind him told him that he had not bothered to look where he was going. No time. Baby. Rounding the corner he holds himself up against the wall, panting and pointing in the direction of Maria. 

"Is there a problem Fredrick?" 

All he could manage was a frantic nod and more pointing. "Now. B-baby."

Preston slowly lowers his glasses, apparently not in as much of a panic and hurry as Freddie was. "Right firstly what have I told you. Panicking is not going to help any situation, I should only have to tell her to take deep breathes not you as well. Secondly, you know what we need, we discussed this, go on now. I’ll go see how far gone she is." 

With another frantic nod and a deep breathe he made his way (still bumping into everything) back into the room, instantly kneeling next to Maria, clasping her hand.

Wasn't somebody supposed to bring her painkillers because she could really do with a tonne of them right about fucking now. Deep breaths Maria, deep, calming, breaths --

How the fuck she was supposed to remain calm though, she really didn't know. As Freddie returned she frantically searched for his hand, kneading the flesh when it came into contact with hers, squeezing each time Pud decided to send another 'I'm coming' shock wave through her system. 

"Where's Preston, does he have painkillers?" She groaned, "You did this to me." 

[welcome-to-potomac-attire]

rebellionwithcause replied to your post:Hmm. I’m going to need to start trading a lot more...

"Not buyin’ shit from you."

I was thinking of the educated and divine Ms. Mack. I had little hope that fatherhood had straightened you into a man of responsibility or taste no matter what title you now had.

missmaria101 replied to your post:Hmm. I’m going to need to start trading a lot more...

"…Why would I need children’s clothing?"

"Hmm? Oh, nevermind me, dear. Just talking to myself. How are you doing?"

[welcome-to-potomac-attire]

Hmm. I'm going to need to start trading a lot more children's apparel.

[missmaria101]

Third Heart [Maria|Freddie]

The time post Jocelin had been trying to say the least; stretched everyone to the maximum as her dependency grew stronger and her usual independence waned. Not that anybody minded, her door was constantly revolving in the aftermath and never once was she left alone to her thoughts and fears. Butch had been a constant source of light through the dark times, bringing Ellie down and making sure she had everything possible to ensure he comfort and security. Rivet City made her feel at ease again and the Wasteland continued to frighten and unsettle her.

Not once had she made an endeavour out there since the incident, nor did she have plans to go out there any time soon. Rivet City was sanctuary there was no need to head out into the perils that lay across the land, she'd helped enough people through the past few years there'd be a new martyr to come along and fill her boots but she, she was done. 

Hell, there had come a time where she couldn't even leave the confines of her bedroom without breaking down in a flood of tears, trembling with panic fearful of what the day could bring, clinging to Freddie and relying on his love to make her feel at peace. It had been taxing on the pair to say the least and at times incredibly hard but she'd needed the support and attention. Some things could just be brushed under the rug but it took a lot to crack the surface to Maria Morietti the exuberant blonde and everyone had seen a side to her that didn't often come naturally to her. A side that shouldn't have been brought out because the horrors that she'd faced at the wrath of the age defying girl shouldn't have happened in the first place. 

Now, a couple of months on things were beginning to settle back into normality and she was finally beginning to feel herself again. Or at least, somewhat--

"That's the second time I've been sick this morning. I'm sure Gary's trying to kill me." 

[security-chief-harkness]

RP Tracker;

☐ - macpen: The New guy

☑ - i-bit-the-dust: Untitled

☐ - octavianscout: Recruitment

☐ - gunhandsam: Comparing Guns

☑ - elenasecurity: Recruitment

☐ - ask-butch-deloria: Make Your Mark: on hold

☐ - barbarianoutcast: So You Want To Date My Teenage Daughter: on hold

[missmaria101]

His places his arms around her and pull her in so she nestles in the crook of his neck, planting a kiss on the tip of her nose. "Happy valentines day mi tesoro."

That's right, it was valentines day. Without the incessant pushing of the Overseer she'd forgotten, oops. There was no harm in playing it cool though, he didn't have to know. Snuggling into the embrace she flashes him a warm smile, "And to you Sweetie," A hand wraps around his, her thumb drawing circles on his skin. "First proper Valentines day, wow." 

[missmaria101]

Halcyon Days [Freddie|Maria]

After the short lived conversation between her and Butch the entire walk had been taken in an awkward silence, one she was eager to break free of. Usually silences could be quite companionable but the further they walked the more she wanted it to just end. She wanted nothing more now than to get back to the ship and see Freddie, give him a nice surprise and find something light through all the bleakness of recent days; however it didn't stop her from being deeply troubled. Butch was acting strange, understandable but there was more to it and she didn't know what, and with everything that had just transpired at the Railroad she was concerned immensely for Harkness too, a man she was currently unsure of their whereabouts -- she could only pray he was safe and on the ship. It was all a load on her mind and right now, too much even and all she wanted right was a few hours to just relax in the company of her boyfriend. 

Giving Butch a weary smile on the stairwell she made tracks for the Weatherly, to her room, their room, a room she hadn't graced in over a month. A burst of excitement filled her, nerves too as she stood outside the door, hand resting on the handle, she really shouldn't surprise him like this, it was bound to give him a fright, she knew he wasn't expecting her, she'd told him only two nights previous that she wouldn't back for at least another two weeks but she just wasn't to know the despair that had been lying around the corner. 

Slowly she turns the wheel, pushing open the heavy door, tired eyes peering in to see him lying on the bed, book in hand. Opting out of saying something she just stands there, exhausted and worn out but smiling all the same, just waiting for him to see her. 

[missmaria101]

"Oh?" Preston, that wasn’t so bad, better than what he was thinking about in the first place anyway, it could have been a lot worse and that was instantly what he had suspected at first. "Really? Well that’s nice of him, I suppose. I really hope not…"

"I'm sure he doesn't really, but if he does as a doctor he'll be able to see to the wounds I give him" She winks, addressing the former 'man crush' line. "Kidding. Yeah, he was talking just in general really but he mentioned things like how nice you are and how the bad things that happened didn't deserve to come your way. I'm not sure who he was talking to but he sounded...proud? Like he was happy he knew you. Called you a good kid, I heard that. Much better than Butch, but shh don't tell him, can't be bursting his bubble." She laughs, pulling her legs up into a crossed position. "Mentioned how smart you are too but I couldn't hear much more, I had to move on cause he came near the door so I ran right here, I had to come tell you. It was really sweet."