young Naya Rivera: Lana
young Lauren Ambrose:Charlotte (claire fisher era)
Friday meant two things.
One, today was another doctor's appointment for Charlotte. Though they had been reassured by Dr. Ramon the pup was okay, they were behind in appointments and should have been checked up before then. Charlotte took her medication like always and as far as they knew, especially after the night before, nothing was wrong. Yet.
Two, Lana would be visiting someone today. Someone she'd rather not see.
"What are you thinking about?" Lana turned around as she slipped a T-shirt on. Charlotte had a towel over her head and smelt of Lana's soap. Her eyes briefly flickered over her Omega, making sure nothing was wrong. "You're staring at the wall like it did something to you and you want to punch it or something." Lana just shook her head and looked over to her bedside clock. 8:21. They had somewhere to be in half an hour.
"After the appointment, you aren't going to school." Her hands felt a little shaky and she shook them out once before pulling her hair up and out of her face. Charlotte stopped drying her hair long enough to give Lana a hard look. "Just today. I need you to be somewhere not around a lot of people today. Lorelei agreed to have you over at the bakery while I-," she tied her hair off and hesitantly looked at Charlotte. "I'm meeting with Luke today. I'm going to talk to him and see if what Lorelei said about his kid and mate is true."
"And you're going to leave me with a babysitter?" Charlotte hung her towel on the door and crossed her arms. To Lana, she looked very much like an upset teenager. Only she was less afraid of what a normal teenager would do. "As much as I don't ever want to see him again, you can't just leave me behind. This involves me the same, if not more, as you."
Lana crossed the room and placed both hands gently on the girl's hips. "Yes it does and I don't want to leave you. Trust me, leaving you anywhere is the very last thing I want to do." Charlotte kept her hard gaze but uncrossed her arms. "But I need you away from Luke and anyone he might have around. I'll need to go to the club and I can only guarantee my own safety there. No one will hurt me if they know what's good for them." She stroked her thumbs over Charlotte's skin where her shirt had risen. "But if you're there they'll try to hurt you to get to me. I can't risk that, can't risk you." Charlotte wanted to be mad. She really did. But she understood why Lana was going alone. She didn't like it, not at all, but she understood.
"Fine." She wrapped her fingers around Lana's wrists and squeezed gently. "But you're gonna text me when you get there and when you leave. Or I'm making Lorelei take me there and something tells me she wouldn't say no to me." Lana chuckled and bent down to kiss the Omega's nose.
"Fine. Don't threaten my sister, though. We might need her for a babysitter later." Charlotte crinkled her face and rolled her eyes.
"As long as nothing happens to you." She squeezed her wrists again. Lana wanted to promise that. She really did. Though she knew no one at the club would even think to touch her, it didn't mean Luke wouldn't. She wasn't even sure if this was a good idea or not. Who knows what he would do? If he would even listen? She really hoped she could find some way to make him. "C'mon, we can't be late to see Dr. Ramon."
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Charlotte hated hospitals. She hated being in any place that was even connected to hospitals. That included private doctors offices like Dr. Ramon. Something about how sterile and white everything was unnerved her. Her stomach felt uneasy and she wasn't sure if it was because of the pregnancy or nerves. Her hand clenched Lana's.
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Unbelievable (Sequel to Unexpected)
General FictionLana and Charlotte try to keep their agreement and promise to each other. When Charlotte becomes sick with (literal) rejection and Lana is at a loss what to do, neither knows how this will end. Lana fears the worse. Charlotte doesn't know how to cop...