SnowBaz Oneshots

One Stressful Day- Part 2

*Penelope's POV*

"Simon? Simon, hello?" I say waving a hand in front of his face. No luck. Ever since we found out that Basil was pregnant, which was yesterday, Simon has yet to speak. Or do anything. I tried to pull him out of this daze, but nothing worked. I already cleaned up Basilton and all of the medical tools I brought, and now Basil is asleep on the couch, using the frozen Simon as his pillow. I, however, have cleaned up there room, made tea, and have been trying to get Simon back into reality. But it's like when we left Watford, after Simon had killed the mage. He won't talk, won't show any emotion, just moves from place to place. I don't even know if he can hear, or even see, me. I hate seeing him like this. Simon is suppose to be talking and smiling and laughing all the time. He is suppose to be making stupid jokes and laughing like they are the best he has ever said. He isn't suppose to be acting like a bloody zombie. "Simon, listen to me. Just say something. Simon?" I try to break him away from whatever he is thinking about. Again, he doesn't respond. At first I thought it was just shock, which is completely understandable in this situation, but it has been a literal day. I'm worried that he will actually go into the state he was in after killing the mage. It took Basil and I months before he even said one word, and now it would just be me. Basilton is in no condition to go through this again. I don't know if I could take care of Basil and Simon by myself. And with the way Basilton's pregnancy is progressing, there will be a baby here soon too. "Love?" Basil mumbles in his sleep, curling more into Simon. I smile at them. Even when neither of them are in there right minds, they still are able to show their love for each other without thinking. They are so cute it is disgusting. I sigh, realizing that what I'm doing isn't helping anyone, and go to make sandwiches. Right as I start putting our meal together, I hear a grunting, then a blood curdling scream. I drop the bread in my hand and rush into the living room. I bring out my wand, thinking that some monster has come in, but the sight I see is much different. Basil is sobbing, screaming, and calling out for Simon. "Simon! No! Please, Love, No!" He whimpers and shakes. I go to wake him from his nightmare, but the unthinkable happens. Simon bursts out from his daze and immediately starts to try and awake Basilton. I step back, shocked that Simon is doing anything. And watch as his face contorts in pain and concern at seeing Basil in this state. "Darling, wake up. Please wake up!" He yells at his fiancé. "No, no, no, no! Simon!" Basil screams. His pale hands grip at Simon's shirt, holding onto it for dear life. "Baz, Darling, wake up. I'm right here. Wake up. It's all okay." Simon whispers. With a sudden jolt, Basilton jumps awake and starts crying. He crawls in Simon's lap and wraps himself around him. I reasoned that now would be a good time to give them some privacy. Give them a chance to calm down and talk. "I'm going to go to the library for a while. I'll be back in an hour or so. Goodbye." I say to Simon. He doesn't look up at me, just nods his head showing that he understands. Hopefully when I come back, they will be ready for the conversion that I've been planning to have with the two of them.

*Baz's POV*

"Shh, Darling. It's okay. You're okay, I'm okay." Simon whispers soothingly in my ear. But his words don't help, I am still stuck inside the awful nightmare. I pull us together as closely as I can, and soak his shirt with my tears. "What happened? What was your dream?" Simon asks after a few minutes of calming me down. "Y-you l-left. You-you said th-that you did-didn't want to h-have a ba-baby with me. You c-called me a freak! Saying that y-you couldn't be with me because I'm not suppose to b-be pregnant. You left." I say, another sob racking my body as I finish. I can still see the anger in his eyes from my dream. Can still feel my heart breaking as I watched him grab his things and walk out the door, never coming back. "Darling, Darling, Darling, no. I'm not going to leave you. Why in the world would you think that?" Simon asks. He pulls away to look in my eyes, holding me up by my shoulders. I stare into his blue, blue eyes and ready myself before I confess. "It's just two things, but- ugh. It's is wrong for me to be pregnant! Firstly, I'm male, which should already present me from conceiving. Secondly, I'm a vampire. There is no logical explanation why there is a baby inside of me!" I scream out. Simon put his hand on my cheek, wiping away a tear that fell. I lean into his warm touch, and see Simon open his mouth to respond. But I haven't told him the reason that has been bothering me most, "Simon, when Bunce first did the ultra sound on me, I saw our baby. I saw what we made, but you didn't. I thought that it was just because you didn't know what to look for, speaking as we didn't get taught about pregnancy in Watford, so I waited. I waited till you saw our baby. You never did. Then Bunce pointed it out, and you just froze. I thought it was from shock, I was like that when I first saw it too. But you didn't unfreeze. You never smiled and got happy. You never even looked at me. You didn't say anything. And last night, when we went to bed, you weren't yourself. You didn't cuddle up to me, you didn't tell me goodnight and you loved me. You didn't even face me. Simon, it was like when we were kids. I laid there, waiting for you to turn around. To do something that showed me you were happy. But no, I just watched your back as you fell asleep. Then when I woke up, you were already out of bed. I got up, and Bunce told me you hadn't changed. That you were still in a daze." Another sob shakes me, making be unable to finish my sentence. I look at Simon through blurred eyes. His face has fallen, mouth agape and eyes wide and watering. I wish that was where my rant stopped, but I still have one question. A question that will actually make or break me. I just have to build the courage to ask it.