Pleasure Of Kisses, Pain Of The Bite

chptr 15: code blue, code pink?

Encre was resting in bed, professor Simon taking her temperature and checking on her vitals. It had been a week since the incident, and Fallacy had become more adiment than ever for his wifes safety. The child wouldn't be due for another 6 months, but Fallacy was nervous, anxious, always pacing back and forth as he evaluated decisions around Encre's safety. He would have all maids and butlers wondering the hall, checking, double checking, triple checking, quadriple checking that all curtains were closed and the castles interior remained dark, even in the night. Even when it was dark, he refused to have curtains opened, and it drove people mad.

He was not going to have a repeat of the week before.

Simon counted the seconds that ticked by, measuring Encre's heartbeat, before removing the stethoscope, then measuring the babies heartbeat, before giving a pleased hum, removing the stethoscope from Encre's belly. "How are they doc?" Fallacy asked anxiously as he bit the tip of his thumbs cuticle. "She's alright" Simon stated "her heartbeat is steady, and the baby is very healthy. But if I may ask, is it really necessary that I check every day?" "Yes!" Fallacy exclaimed, before quickly clearing his throat, and repeating himself, a little more calmly, "yes...it is very much necessary...as I must be assured for my wife and childs health...I do not want anymore implications that could put either of them at risk...you know how it is.." he explained, feeling quite exhausted, having had no sleep for a week straight, constantly watching over Encre, jumping at the slightest groan she made in her sleep.

"Yes...I do know..." Simon sighed "but m'lord....you do realise she will be fine..right? I have known Encre for years...she is tough, and she will be ok. She will however, be distressed to see you in such condition. You haven't slept for days! How will she think of you if she were to see her husband killing himself with no sleep?" He exclaimed, shaking his head. Fallacy sighed "I know...I know.....it's just...grrr, I can't risk anything happening! What if something happened while I am asleep and lose both of them?! I cannot risk that". "I understand. But please, do try to think about how your wife would be affected by this....ok?" "Ok...you're right...thank you doc....please..take the rest of the day off, you've earned it" Fallacy sighed as he waved Simon away, the professor bowing in respect "of course, thank you m'lord, do get some rest, and take it easy" Simon said, before leaving the room, an eery silence falling with the darkness as the doc closed the bedroom door.

Fallacy set his face in his hands as he let out a sigh of frustration. The sudden, but subtle movement as Encre began to stir in her sleep, before opening her eyes as she yawned softly and looked around, seeing her husband sitting on the edge of the bed. "Fallacy?" She spoke softly, and his head perked up as he looked over at her sleepy figure and smiles softly, "morning sleepy head....you feel ok?" He asked softly as he moved closer to her, placing a hand on her cheek. It was warm from her head laying against the pillow, while the other cheek was cold from being exposed to the cool air while she slept. "I'm fine....but...are you?" Encre asked in return, noticing the bags under his eyes.

"Yes I am ok..." "are you sure? You seem to have enough baggage to France and back...have you not slept at all?" She asked, concern lacing her voice as she sat up, rubbing her eyes. Fallacy sighed as he looked to the floor, only to have Encre's warm hand capture his cheek, and bring his gaze back to her face, "Fallacy..." she said, her eyes glowing with concern and impatience. He shook his head softly, "no..." he whispered, ashamed with himself. Ashamed he couldn't hide it from his own wife, ashamed to have concerned her in the first place.....

Encre sighed "Fallacy....we have talked about this before...you promised me you would stop worrying so much, and still you are worried? Why won't you just trust me for once and get some sleep?" She asked "why couldn't you trust me with your actual name?" He asked in return out of spite. Encre glared at him, and she quickly ducked back under the covers as Fallacy realised what he had just said to her, and tried to apologise, panic and regret sparked to life in his eyes as he laid a hand on her, rubbing what he assumed to be her arm.