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Jen Gibbon ([info]floonthego) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2010-08-18 00:49:00


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Entry tags:bess fawcett


[Who?] Bess Fawcett and Jen Scabior.
[Where?] St Mungo's Maternity Ward dundundun
[Rating?] PG
[Why?] Why not?

Jen waddled into St. Mungo's her hand on her lower back and she huffed a moment. The walking was good for her but she hated it. Everything was taxing; she was ready for her baby girl to come out already. Her appointments had been bumped up to every week now and she watched the other women with their husbands jealously for a moment and then blew it off. Chester was busy and she knew it and she got the feeling he wasn't exactly interested in the baby since they had found it was a girl. She shrugged. There was time to give Chester an heir. They had the rest of their lives.

She waddled up the stairs and into the maternity section and checked in and sat down and waited for her name to be called. She looked at ring and sighed wistfully. There were days, like today where she wondered if she shouldn't of married Chester and just done the single man thing and listened to Bess. Her thoughts wandered as Bess' words lingered on her mind and jumped ten feet when she saw her sitting across the room from her.


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[info]bestzeller
2010-08-18 03:22 am UTC (link)
She hated waiting. She hated waiting in lines, she hated waiting for shows to start, she hated waiting for appointments, she hated waiting for news. Bess could not handle not having control of a situation, especially now that any situation she seemed to be in seemed to be going completely off kilter and---Drystan had not come home in two days. Her husband had not come home, in the midst of one of the worst kidnapping sprees ever concocted by You-Know-Who. Bess, somehow managing to keep her sanity (in the craziness of Archie MacMillan and Noah Boot being returned), had contacted Derek in hopes that he could keep an eye out for--anything!

Something inside her told her that Drystan had not been kidnapped. He had not been handling his sister's disappearance well at all, and not that Bess blamed him, but---there was not much he could do, outside of getting himself into trouble. As much as Bess liked to believe in her heart that her husband was just being Drystan, her gut (and their baby, who had begun to flutter about) couldn't help but be nervous.

Letting out a frustrated breath as she checked the clock, Bess' eyes jotted across the room and widened at the sight of Jen Scabior. Was---Chester here? Bess would have to reschedule, she couldn't risk him bumping into her here--She pushed herself up, ready to get the hell out of here.

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[info]floonthego
2010-08-18 03:27 am UTC (link)
She piped up quietly and said, "Bess he's not here," and grabbed her arm. It upset her still that Bess and she weren't on the best talking terms. She stood up slowly. "I promise. He's...at work or whatever." Truth be told he had never come to an appointment with her but she wasn't going to let that be known.

A foot popped up against her stomach and she winced. Jen was petite and the baby was beating the hell out of her. She had forgotten that her sister-in-law had been kidnapped. "He won't be showing up either." Jen was trying to comfort Bess, knowing how uncomfortable she was with her husband and let go of her arm not wanting her to feel like Jen was holding her against her will. "You're pregnant?"

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[info]bestzeller
2010-08-18 03:58 am UTC (link)
Bess froze at Jen's touch. Who was she to be touching her that way? She recoiled immediately once her arm was free and Bess smoothed down her cloak, glad for the extra padding it provided her. The only people outside of herself and Drystan who knew about the baby were her brother and sister, Penelope, and Noah Boot. Well--and their healer, of course. Bess certainly did not want to add Chester Scabior's wife to that list, so she bristled.

"No," she stated stiffly, looking down at the woman, "My brother's working the maternity ward today and I'm waiting to go to lunch." Her eyes narrowed, as if daring Jen to ask any more questions.

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So late -_-
[info]floonthego
2010-08-31 06:43 pm UTC (link)
She raised an eyebrow, "Somehow I doubt that. You'd just meet him at lunch if that were the case." She bit on her lower lip again, "I would at least like Sadie and our little girl to know each other. They will be half sisters."

Jen thought she was saying the right thing, she was trying to be friendly. Bess had been one of her closest friends in Hogwarts and it wasn't fair that her husband was driving them apart. She pushed a hand through her hair, unaware of what she had done.

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