Topic: Sleep

RosieODel

Date: 2007-06-10 08:30 EST
While Dean had been on tour with Jam and the rest of the guys, Rosie had missed two of her monthly visitors. She hadn't said a peep about it to anybody, secretly happy that she and Dean were expecting again. Or so she thought. Going about her daily routine, thoughts of a new baby had her smiling and humming happily. The only person she confided to was Daniel.

So when Dean got back home, she was going to tell him. But it kept getting put off and put off. Mostly because the house was full of people welcoming him home. The constant flow of people had her fatigued and she went to lay down for a nap.

She didn't know when the pains started. Wasn't really aware of them actually. A moan in her sleep may have been the only indication that something was wrong. But that easily could have been mistaken for a bad dream. The doctors later would tell Dean that Rosie wasn't pregnant, she had a very fast and aggressive form of fallopian cancer. While the tumor hadn't been large, it'd been large enough to rupture the tube it had lodged itself into.

The bleeding internally had Rosie shivering and unconsciously she pulls the blankets up over her. Her breathing became labored and shallow. Once pale skin had taken on a soft blue hue as the blood was no longer reaching it.

Laughter from the other room filters into her subconscious as she slips from a dream into a velvety dark place. And as the bleeding into her belly continues, a soft smile curls the corners of her mouth as she silently slips away.

The coroner's report stated that the rupture caused massive internal hemmorage and that she passed quickly and with very little pain.

Date and time of death: 8:30 am, June 10.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2007-06-10 10:32 EST
A party that night, so many people were hanging out and patting him on the back for being on tour. He laughs to himself, all he did was play guitar in a band and have a great time. Wasn't like he was a hero of any kind. He shakes his head and drinks his bottle of apple juice.

Hazel eyes spot Rosie as she smiles and mingles and he watches her every move. How her hair falls over her shoulders, how she smacks Russ for having his feet on the table. He smiles even more as she walks up to him and he leans down to lay a very sweet and gentle kiss on her lips. Had he known this would of been the last kiss they ever shared, well.

And then she walks away and he watches her cute little tush. "I love you to no end." He whispers softly and laughs when Jam comes up and smacks him on the back of his head. The party continues well into the morning hours, and truly Dean had lost all track of time, he hadn't even seen Rosie go into the room. But then it was rather late when he looked at the clock, close to 3:00 am.

He ushers everyone out and makes his way to the bedroom and quietly to not wake Rosie gets undressed and slides into the bed. Daniel sound asleep in the crib near their bed, after all when Dean left he wanted both of them safe in the room together and they hadn't taken the crib down yet and put it back in the nursery, but that is alright with Dean.

After in the bed he turns and smiles down at her sleeping form, his hand goes to touch her face but he wouldn't want to wake her. Had he known anything of what was going on inside her, he would of touched her and after all of this he will curse himself for eternity for not doing just that...

The morning came rather quickly, Dean use to the touring hours woke up at 7:00 am, he gets out of the bed and heads on to the shower, ready for the day that he gets to spend with just his wife and kid.

Towel around his waist when he comes back out, a good 45 minute shower. He frowns down at Rosie, she usually is awake this early and of course Daniel is wide awake, he smiles and walks over and picks up their son. "Time for breakfast, let Mommy sleep in." He whispers and carries Daniel out of the room, later he comes back in to get dressed, Russ was kind enough to feed Daniel his breakfast, after all he does need the practice.

"Time to get up baby." He flops down on the bed. "Petal?" He reaches over and touches her body, a bit chilled.. "Petal?" He pulls the sheet down and he lets out a labored breath. "Rosie.." He grabs her body and holds her close. "No.." The tears stream down his face and he holds his wife close to him. It would take at least five people later on to pry his wife's body from his hands.

To have a husband that can heal you, take care of you, always make sure you're not ill.. And Dean couldn't save his own wife. He sits in the bed and rocks her softly, his tears and sobbing unchecked. "My Petal." Is what he whispered over and over as he held her close.

Later after she was taken away, the cause of death explained to him and he came back home, broken, a shell really of who he had once been. Though he wills himself to get out of the bed in the morning to take care of their son, he has her with him always, in his heart and in the child that they created together.

But for now, he wants to be alone. To grieve the death of his wife.

Russell E Green

Date: 2007-06-10 10:58 EST
The party from the night before had been pretty wild and he was glad to see his friend come home. He kept his Ana close by as the house became full of people. Of course, smiling and showing off her baby bump, Russ couldn't be prouder. He compliments Rosie time and again on the snacks she had prepared and set out.

A smack to Dean's back as he hugged him, welcomng him home. "Glad you're back man. Living with two women was starting to get crazy." he grins. Pulling out the new cd that the band had been promoting, his grin had gotten bigger, asking Dean for an autograph.

As the night progressed, he escorted Ana to their bedroom. Cuddling with her, he keeps his hand on her belly most of the time. It was amazing for him to feel the almost constant movement beneath. Somewhere in the night, he had drifted off to sleep with his hand on that belly.

He had gladly taken Daniel from Dean to give him his feeding. Even teasing Dean a bit about the welcome home celebration must still be going on. After feeding, burping and changing his diaper, nephew and uncle fell asleep in the rocker.

He woke to the sounds of sobbing. Heart wrenching and shoulder wracking sobbing. He looks for Ana first, sighing with relief when he realized the sobs were coming from elsewhere. Something was terribly wrong. He could smell...

Up and out of the rocker, he places Daniel onto the bed beside Ana. "Don't let him roll off of the bed." Then he rushes down the hall and rips open the door to Rosie and Dean's room. He put his hand up to his face, covering his nose from the smell of death that lingered in the room. He slowly makes his way into the room. Laying his hand on Dean's shoulder for comfort. "Oh, Rosie." he sighs softly, the tears already rolling down his cheeks.

He didn't attempt to try to comfort Dean with one of his spells, or put him to sleep with a spell either. He knew that nothing that he did would stop the heartache that his best friend was suffering. And Russ suffered right along with him.

After standing there for a good twenty minutes, Russ makes his way out of the bedroom and closes the door behind him. He wanted to give Dean as much space as he needed before another onslaught of people flooded the house.

Picking up the house phone, he calls Jaden at the Pi House. "Yeah, Jay. Listen, you might want to sit down for this. Rosie passed away this morning." and another bout of tears roll down his face.