Topic: Back at home...

Adrianna

Date: 2007-10-15 19:30 EST
Aj groaned as she woke up later in the day. She decided that she needed to start her painting tonight... so she could sleep in and be lazy all day. Sitting up she threw the blankets off of her. Phillipe wasn't in the room. Not thinking much of it she simply got up and walked over to the dresser that she shared with him. Opening it, she grabbed her favorite pair of dark blue jeans and a white undershirt that she paired with a button up shirt.

She decided to simply change in the middle of the room. Leaving the button up shirt open so it would show that white undershirt she had on. Picking up a brush she ran it through her hair a few times. She looked a lot better now than she has looked the previous two days.

Stepping out into the front room she saw Phillipe sitting on the couch, just looking at various things. "Morning!" Her called to her with a smile. A smile was offered to him in return. "Morning Monsieur." Walking over to him she would brush his hair back with her fingertips and gave his forhead a quick kiss before moving off to the kitchen area, to get something small to eat.

She still felt sick though, but that is what two days of not eating and straight drinking can do to you. Her stomach growled at her, but she dared not to eat too much in fear of becoming sick once more. So just grabbing some cereal she moved out to the couch to eat breakfast with Phillipe.

Phillipe Gaston

Date: 2007-10-16 00:17 EST
Phillipe slid over and made room for her on the couch. He saw that she was still pale and every once in a while putting her hand to her stomach. He looked more closely at her. She didnt seem to be recovering as quickly as he had from their separation, and something about it was bothering him.

"You've been feeling sick again?" he asked. She looked at him and nodded. "Well, I guess maybe you just need a bit more time to rest. You know Alain wont mind if you wait another day or two before starting. Why dont you stay home tonight?" She shrugged, indicating that she would think about it.

Phillipe picked up the paper. He was paging through it when he saw the GangSTAR column. "Oh joy. Looks like we made the column again." He handed her the paper. "Marc Franco is on the rampage again. Check it out..."

Adrianna

Date: 2007-10-16 05:35 EST
Shoving a bit of cereal in her mouth she blinked and put the spoon in the bowl and set it down before taking the paper and reading it. A little chuckle escaped her lips before she handed it back. "Oh it's entertaining if anything. I don't take it personally... "

She kissed his cheek before picking up the bowl of cereal once more. "I just wonder if he knows I lost my lunch because I was drinking." A shrug to that.

A smile back at him. She brushed her hair back from her face before putting more of her cereal in her mouth once more, chewing and swallowing.

Pausing she looked at him. "I don't know... I mean I still don't feel to well, so maybe I will just stay home."

Phillipe Gaston

Date: 2007-10-16 07:56 EST
Philippe smiled a bit. "Yeah, I think that's a good idea." He continued to look her over, then said, "You know, it wouldn't hurt if you stopped by the physician's office later. " He smiled. "Just to be safe. I just got you back. I don't want anything to happen to you." He leaned in and kissed her softly. "Think about it okay?"
He stood up. "Well I've been thinking and I've decided to see what I can do to help out downstairs in the shop. Old man Tennibrus is getting pretty frail and he may need an apprentice to take over the shop when he retires. Besides, I cant be a thief anymore. It doesnt bring in enough for both of us!" He walked to the top of the stairs and slipped on his jacket. "I'll be back in a few minutes...you just finish your breakfast and get some rest until I get done downstairs."
He blew her a kiss and skipped down the stairs, taking two at a time before slipping out the door. As he was walking around to the front entrance, his mind kept going back to her illness. It always seemed worse in the mornings. He worried about her a lot now that she was back. He hoped that she wasn't getting something really bad...

Adrianna

Date: 2007-10-16 16:24 EST
She was sitting on the couch... several moments after he left and she felt the violent wrenching of her stomach telling her it needed to empty. Getting up she ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilette violently.

Sitting back up she sat back down onto the ground. What was wrong with her... she hadn't a drop of alcohol to drink in several days... Resting was all she seemed to be doing because she just felt so tired, sore, and sick.

Wiping some sweat from her brow and spit from her lip she glanced around at the bathroom for a moment before getting back up slowly and heading back out for the couch.

What was wrong with her? She realized she just can't lay in the apartment all day while there was work to be done. "Tonight..." She said to herself in that front room of her and Phillipe's appartment. "Tonight I will go back and finish painting. I owe Alain that much..." Another groan as she laid down on the couch.

Her heavy eyelids closed and she slept until she heard that door opening once more.

Phillipe Gaston

Date: 2007-10-18 20:11 EST
Phillipe stepped inside and ran up the stairs. Reaching the top he glanced over and saw aj looking up at him sleepily. He smiled. "I'm sorry I woke you." He moved to her side and squatted down next to where she was lying on the couch. "Are you feeling any better?" he asked, stroking her hair and running his fingers through the soft dark locks. She smiled, but shook her head. :I think its time to see the doctor, Aj...." he sighed, then stood up. "I'm not taking no for an answer." he said. "Get ready to go, because I'm driving you to the doctor."
He went into the bedroom and changed clothes, putting on something more suitable for running around town. Stopping in front of the mirror, he ran his fingers through his black hair until it resumed a bit more of a decent presentation.
When he returned to the front room, Aj hadn't moved, but she seemed even paler than before. "Aj? Are you alright?" he asked. She didn't respond. Phlippe went to her and knealt down. "Aj?"
She looked at him and that's when Phillipe saw the fear in her eyes. "Phillipe," she said hesitantly, "I...I missed my.....my cycle." He laughed, relieved. "Sweetheart, your motorcycle is down at the bottom of..." "NO!" she interupted. "Not that cycle! My CYCLE cycle! You know....woman's cycle!"
Phillipe stood confused, then slowly it dawned on him. "You mean......" He stammered, then tried again. "You mean you might be......" Again he failed to finish his thought. Panic was beginning to cloud his brain. "But Aj, you cant be pre.......well, you know!" She rolled her eyes and stared at him.
"Come on!" He nearly hollard, pulling her to her feet carefully. "We've got to doc you to the taker! - I mean Take you to the Doctor!"
Leading her down the stairs, he pushed the bike outside and then held it steady while she climbed on. Then he twisted the throttle and they sped off towards the physician's office.