Wishing For Death

[QKat]

Liona stumbles into the hospital wing, looking like she's about to pop, followed very closely by an extremely worried Jason who would much prefer to be carrying his love... "Liona... be careful!" T.T
"Dammit, Jason! Shuttup!!" >.<
Caith walks into the wing and quickly looks over Li... "Ready, sweeite?"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!!!"
Jason nods to Caith with exasperation.
"C'mon, Li... let's see if we can't get you a little more comfy, ok?"
"Dammit! Just make the fucking pain stop!! Quit being so damned slow!!!!" T.T
Caith complies.... wiii. spells and such... making the whole thing as painless as possible.

[QKat]

"Jason, c'mere."
He blinks, confused, as he's already right at her side.
"Lean over me. Closer."
He complies.
She grabs his collar. "You'd damn well better be fucking glad I love you, little idiot. Going through all this crap..."
He smiles weakly and kisses her forehead.
She pushes him away. "Don't start that, not now." >.<
"Heh..."
she quickly sits up and punches him, giving him a black eye. "Don't you DARE laugh at me, right now, damubass!!"
"Sorry, Little Lio."

[QKat]

In a few hours, Liona lies asleep in her hospital bed while Jason cradles his newborn son, tickling the boy's tummy.
Caith stands a bit away, smiling gently. "So... what's the name?"
"Conall. Strong as a wolf."
Caith lets out a sigh, knowing the little one's future could very likely be quite grim. ~There's nothing I can do for Liona... but... Conall... maybe...~
"You're not raising our son, Caith."
Caith let out another sigh. "You know your path won't be easy..."
"Yes. It will give him the strength he needs to survive."
"Jason..."
"No. Now be quiet, you'll wake Liona."