:: that {a w f u l} sound ::

[CrimsonMoon]

*insane laughter, collapses* @u@")

She trembles for a momet of silence then bursts into tears, hugging him back as tightly as she could, one xould feel the way her stomach had swollen slightly," I-... O-olin.... Ohmigod..." She sobs and buries her face into his chest

[CrimsonMoon]

(Merp? XD)

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Is this real? Am I dreaming?" He whispered into her hair, refusing to let her go, "I really hope it's not."

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo trembles in his arms," Not a dream... not a dream..." She whispers, forcing down tears of relief

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin spun her around gently, laughing despite his tears, "I can't believe it. You're here. You're actually here."

[CrimsonMoon]

She laughs and hugs him, wincing a bit but kissing him fiercely, she had missed him so... so much.

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin kissed her back, cupping her face in his hands, "Indigo, why are you still so close? I thought you'd be well on your way back home by now?"

[CrimsonMoon]

She grins, the tears in her eyes blurring his face," I-I can't go ho-home..." She sniffs, though her hands laid over his, her smile growing small but happy

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Why not? What's wrong?" Olin immediately sounded worried, his eyes growing wide.

[CrimsonMoon]

She rests her fore head against his chest and murmurs," I didn't get rid of our child..." she whispers softly

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin's hands ran down her back and he took a deep breath, "You're still pregnant?" he whispered in disbelief.

[CrimsonMoon]

She nods faintly,"... Do you regret it?" she asks quietly, whipping the tears from her eyes

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He kissed her forehead and shook his head, "No, not one bit."

[CrimsonMoon]

She seems to wither relief and blinks up at him," But.. what are you doing out here? shouldn't you be with your father planning battles or something?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin glanced away, "I had to get out for..a while. I can't take it."

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo smiles tiredly and cups his cheek in her hand," poor Olin..." she croons gently, kissing his chin softly

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"He started talking about marriage," Olin stated, his voice stoic.

[CrimsonMoon]

sge laughs softly and hugs him gently," The irony, hm?" She muses softly rests her head on his shoulder, gently stroking Hatchet's muzzle

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"I hate it. I refuse to," Olin growled.

[CrimsonMoon]

she laughs softly and pulls away, kneeling near the stream bank and glancing up at him," It's alright... I mean... The war will be over soon and we can.." she trails off, gazing down at the smooth pebbles, on hand resting on her stomach," straighten this out."