Who would have thought? [Chaennie]

Chapter 25

Jennie padded into the kitchen, following a curious smell.

She had just put Richard down to bed again when she noticed an aroma coming from the living areas. It was a little early for Roseanne to be making dinner, which confused the brunette. On top of that, it didn’t exactly smell good.

Jennie bit her lip, already trying to concoct something diplomatic to say to Roseanne to spare her feelings (and temper) about the terrible smelling food.

She halted as she walked in.

Roseanne looked extremely frazzled, she had her phone on speaker on the countertop and was speaking in French rapidly. The countertop was littered with what looked like the contents of a school Potions kit plus some of the plants from outside. Roseanne had a cauldron out and was stirring it intermittently.

She was still wearing her robe over her lingerie, but had tied her hair up into a loose bun, wiping strands of her hair away from her forehead distractedly.

“Erm, is everything okay?” Jennie asked, raising an eyebrow.

Roseanne swore and looked up at Jennie. She rattled off something else in French before hanging up her phone.

“Was that Cassandra on the line?” Jennie asked, further confused. She knew she should have learned French, “I thought you were busy working on your project.”

“I was,” Roseanne replied, “But then I remembered something slipped both our minds earlier.”

“It did?” Jennie asked. She stepped into the kitchen area and peered into the cauldron. It was full of a green and sludgy looking paste. Jennie really hoped that Roseanne wasn’t about to insist she have some.

Roseanne whipped around to face Jennie, looking at her with disbelief.

“The issue of not wanting to give Richard a sibling?” Roseanne reminded Jennie. Jennie's jaw dropped.

“Fuck!” Jennie yelped, “Er, sorry… I guess a lifetime of not thinking I could get women pregnant is really taking a while to forget. Heh, would it even work if I used… You know… A toy?”

“I don’t know, but I don’t want to find out,” Roseanne snapped, turning back to the cauldron, “Grandmere has helped me with this potion that should stop any potential pregnancy from taking.”

Jennie was relieved that she wasn’t the one that would have to eat the putrid looking paste, but didn’t say that aloud to Roseanne.

“So, kind of a Veela morning after pill, huh?” Jennie joked.

Roseanne shot her a withering look.

“It isn’t funny, Jennie,” Roseanne replied, “Richard is still so young. I’m not ready to be pregnant again yet.”

“You know, if I’d been able to track you down earlier after the first mistake, you might have been able to make this remedy then… Do you regret that?” Jennie asked, watching as Roseanne dipped a spoon tentatively into the cauldron.

Roseanne put it down for a moment, turning to Jennie.

“I don’t regret having Richard at all,” Roseanne answered honestly, “He is such a special little boy! Plus, the pregnancy is what brought us together.”

She kissed Jennie quickly, before grabbing the spoon and swallowing the paste with a wince.

Jennie grimaced.

“That didn’t look like it tasted very good,” Jennie said.

Roseanne shook her head, her face crinkling with disgust.