Isabelle's P.O.V:
I was sat on the floor with a sock, waving it about in the air and lifting it a little bit higher each time Socks came closer to grabbing it. V was stood slaving away in a ridiculous apron, like always, creating something delicious no doubt.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out, checking to see someone was calling me. It was Sophie, the girl from the shop.
"Hello?" I was confused as to why she was ringing me. She never rang unless it was an emergency.
"Isabelle?" She chocked down the phone.
"Yes, it's me. Are you alright?" I was utterly baffled. But I would soon find out what was wrong, or what wasn't.
"Yes, I'm just getting a cold. I wanted to know uhm if you could do me a favor."
"Yes, anything?"
"I need you to buy me a pregnancy test. I know I could buy it myself but I don't want my boyfriend to see it, I'll come with you just pretend it's yours. I'm still at the shop and we have some here, please?" I laughed softly at her silly request.
"Of course. I'll be 10 minutes, alright?"
"You're a life saver. I love you." I laughed again and hung up, standing up from my seated position on the floor.
"Who was that?" V asked, looking over his shoulder slightly.
"Sophie, girl I know who works in the shop I always go to. She wants me to buy her a pregnancy test and pretend that I'm taking it." I rolled my eyes slightly but I was still smiling before walking off and getting my coat once again. Along with V's hat.
"I don't understand how this master plan is going to work?" V stated from his post at the stove.
"Well, I buy the pregnancy test, make her boyfriend look after the shop and ask Sophie come with me to the toilet in the back, she pee's and finds out and I pretend that I'm either pregnant or not when I come out." I slipped my headphones in to my ears and shouted 'Don't wait up' before walking out through the large wooden door.
I grinned as I strolled along to the beat of the music, something V would probably cringe at. Rap music. But it had an unreal beat and made me want to get high. I had been high a few times in my life, but I would never tell V that! He would probably spank me or something, but then again, I'd enjoy that.
I quietly rapped along to 'No Church in the Wild' biting my lip to stop me from bursting in to song once I reached the world above me. I was smiling until something occurred to me, what if I should take a test myself as well? It may not of been long since I slept with V but still, I didn't have any birth control because I knew I didn't want to sleep with Jamie. And I especially did not want his child. I don't think I could bring a child in to this broken world. Especially when the child's father would be a man I didn't love.
But does this make V different?
I sighed and walked through the entrance to the shop, a little bell creating an audible 'ding!'
"Hi Sophie, Callum, Uh Sophie you know what I want, right? Gimmie two." She nodded and motioned for me to follow her in to the bathroom, shutting the door behind us. Thank god there was more than one toilet.
"Why two?" She questioned and I rolled my eyes.
"Oh God! You think, you're?" She poked my belly and I slapped her hand away, grabbing the test and shutting myself in the cubicle.
Okay, I've pee'd. Now we wait.
"Two minutes is up, Issy." I shut my eyes tightly and picked up the test, refusing to look at it until Sophie looked at hers.
"Not pregnant." She let out a breath and I peeked open one eye slight, revealing a minus sign.
"Not pregnant." I smiled and opened the cubicle, throwing the test in the bin as I came out.
"What a relief!" We said in sync, I looked and started laughing with her.
"Okay well now that's over, I best be off, Be more careful next time." I winked sarcastically at her before walking out the shop and back home.
Come to think of it, I haven't been on my period, but I'm not pregnant? Maybe it's just delayed. Or I actually am pregnant and the test is wrong. Better safe than sorry, I'll check in at the doctors to get a test.
On my short walk around the corner and in to the local doctors clinic, the wind had picked up and my hat (and wig) nearly blew off my head. I slammed my hand on to my head, keeping both firmly in place. I was just glad the clinic was empty apart from an old man sat at the back, coughing and wheezing loudly. Poor thing probably caught some disease Sutler's injecting into old people or something.
It wouldn't surprise me if he did. I blame him for St Mary's.
A middle aged woman with graying, ginger hair was sat typing away at a computer, she looked up through large glasses and gave a weak, tired smile.
"Hi, how can I help?" She asked, handing me a form which I quickly filled in, Name, Date of birth, Gender and any health problems I had.
"I need a uh, pregnancy test. I tried one before but I'm late and the test said no. I just want to be sure." I felt like slapping myself in the face but I couldn't.
"Sure thing, doll. When's best for you?" She asked.
"As soon as possible, please."
"Got one at 5, is that alright?" I checked the clock, 4:50.
"Sure." I smiled and took a seat in the waiting room.
Somehow, 10 minutes felt like 10 hours. Probably because I wanted this over and done with so I could return to V.
"Miss Delevigne." She called out and I stood.
"Room 3. Second door on your left." I nodded and walked down the hallway, and in to the second door on my left. A young man was sat reading a form, but upon my entry he stood up and shook my hand, motioning for me to take a seat.
"Hi Isabelle. My name is Dr Kent, but please, Call me Alan." I nodded and shook his hand, sitting down.
"I just have a few questions then I will need you to go and pee in this cup for me and we will have the test checked then call you, is that alright?"
"Yes, I mean that's fine. Thank you." He gave me a confused look but went along with it anyways.
"Marital status?" He asked, here come the questions.
"Single." God I sound like a whore.
Because you are.
"How many partners have you had in the last month?"
"Uh, 2."
"And in the past year?"
"2."
"Alright, do you have or have you had any sexually transmitted diseases?"
"God no!" I was appalled and quite frankly embarrassed!
"Alright. I'm done here, take this and come back in a few minutes." He smiled and I cringed, going in to the bathroom and doing my business.
"Here. Can I leave now?" I sighed and sat in the chair.
"Of course you can. We will give you a call in the next hour." I dived out of my seat and darted out the door, back to the tube tunnels and home. Where I was happy and safe. Content and nothing worried me. Not Sutler, not Fingermen and certainly not unborn children.
"V, I'm sorry I took so long." He was sat playing with Socks at the kitchen table, whatever he was making still simmering in the pot.
"Oh you weren't that long, dinner is almost ready." I smiled and sat at the table with him, waiting.
"What is it?" I asked, pointing to the pot.
"A classic and simple dish but absolutely beautiful and delicious. Chicken soup." I smiled and inhaled deeply, sighing happily at the smell.
"Smells good. But then again, everything you cook smells good." I laughed and socks crawled over to me, pawing at my leg. I picked her up and cradled the little, black bundle in my arms.
V bustled about with the soup, stirring it and adding more secret spices in to it before pouring some in to a bowl and setting it in front of me. I loaded some on to the spoon and blew lightly before taking a gulp, letting the warm liquid pour down my throat and settle in my stomach.
"This is the best soup I have ever had!" I began eating quicker, not caring about the heat which was scolding my mouth. I plopped the spoon in to the now empty bowl and watched as it bounced around, clanging loudly and hurting my ears a little.
"Now, would you like to watch a film?" He said, bowing and extending his hand. I happily took his leather clad hand in my pale one and stood, following him to the area with the T.V and grabbed the box as we looked through it.
"OH GOD I USED TO LOVE THIS!" I screamed as I pulled out a 'Supernatural' box set.
"Ah, I haven't watched that in a long time." V said, picking it from my hands and turning it over.
"I only got up to season 4 before the website was shut down. I was so pissed off! Please V can we watch some episodes? Oh please!" I was bouncing up and down on my bum.
"Of course we can. Starting with Season 1?" I nodded and jumped up from my seat whilst V placed the DVD in the player.
5 Minutes in to the show, I started to cry.
"Isabelle it's been on for 5 minutes." V laughed from the other side of the sofa. I was on the left side with my back against the arm rest and my feet in his lap. The hat and wig on the coffee table in front of me.
"I know but I forgot how much this T.V show like, ruined my life." I wiped my eyes and continued watching, my eyes glued to the T.V.
We were halfway through the episode when my phone started to ring. It was the doctors.
"I'm sorry, I have to take it. I won't be long." I cheerfully said with a way too big smile, walking far away before answering, so V couldn't hear. I hid in the bedroom before pressing 'Answer'.
"Hi Isabelle. It's Dr Kent. I have your results and It's good news and bad news." I bit my lip and cocked my eyebrow in confusion.
"Go on.." I mumbled.
"Good news is, You're not pregnant." I sighed and held my hand over my heart.
"The bad news is, uhm. I don't really know how to say this, Isabelle. But you're infertile. You'll never be able to have children. It's not your fault, it's something in your genes. And it runs in your family." And with those 2 words, all my hopes of a life with a husband and family were shattered. Just like my heart.
"H-how. My Mother has me and another child. How?!" I screamed nearly.
"This happens. It sometimes skips a few generations and is passed on to another. And unfortunately, it's come to you. I'm sorry Isabelle. We can offer support groups if you need them and there is other ways of having children." Silent tears spilled from my eyes and I didn't bother to wipe them away.
"No. Thank you." I hung up and put my phone down on the bed.
I was unsure of what to do with myself, I needed to keep my mind off the crushing news I had just received, So I got changed. I took off all my clothes and put on a pair of V's boxers, sweat pants and kept the vest on which I was already wearing. I took a look at myself in the mirror, Hm. Still look fine but why won't these stupid tears stop?!
Oh yeah, I'm still thinking about it.
I wiped my eyes once again before leaving the bedroom and re-joining V on the sofa. Sitting back in my normal position and V un-paused the DVD.
"Who was that?" He mumbled and I shook my head, flashing a fake smile.
"Just Sophie telling me she was getting birth control." Something I would never need. My eyes welled up but I just looked away and kept my eyes on the TV. I wasn't paying attention, I just couldn't look at V.
I couldn't do anything accept replay the words 'You'll never be able to have children" over and over again in my mind.
The episode had finished 5 minutes ago, My eyes were still on the T.V and V's eyes were on me.
"Isabelle?" I turned to him, eyes blood red and my face glistening with tears.
"I-I'm fine." I wiped my eyes but more spilled out.
"What's happened? Tell me." He cooed, pulling me close to him with no effort needed at all. I was on his lap and in his strong embrace with in seconds.
"I." I chocked out before bursting in to angry tears.
"Oh darling." He cooed once again, cuddling me close to him. I just lay there and cried. Cried hard and screamed then slowed to just tears, then screamed loudly once again, my vocal cords burning as my throat clenched together.
"Isabelle, What is it?" He softly asked and I screamed my answer. It was the only way I would get it out.
"I can't have children! Ever! I'm fucking infertile, V! I was confused as to why I didn't have any of the stupid symptoms after Jamie and the same with you, but It's because there'll never be a child growing inside of me!" I stopped screaming and crying.
"I'll never be a mother. I'm never going to watch my little boy or girl walk for the first time or say their first word. I'm never going to have the swollen ankles and bad backs. I'm never going to wave goodbye to them on their first day of school. I'm never going to do any of it." I wiped my eyes and nuzzled in to V.
"I'm sorry, Isabelle. I'm so sorry. But hey, look at me. It's not the end of the world. There's plenty of other things doctors could do and there is adoption. You know that if I could fix this, I would." I sighed and kissed Fawkes cheek before managing a smile.
"I know there's other ways but it's hard. Having this news hit me like a ton of bricks. I always thought I would do something great to this country and eventually kill Creedy and Sutler, then once things returned to normal I would marry and bring a little version of myself in to the world. But that's never going to happen." I felt my heart crumble and disintegrate in my chest.
The worst thing was, I wanted to marry this man. I wanted to start a family with him. A shot in the dark, I know. But it's what I wanted.
"Isabelle, I believe I will have to fight you over who kills Creedy and Sutler." I laughed louder than I should of at this, but he was making me feel better.
"We both kill one each?" I asked and V nodded, extending his hand and I shook it.
"Deal." I sighed happily and kept hold of his hand.
"Rubbish news to hear before your birthday." I sighed and shut my eyes, listening to V's steady heartbeat as his chest rose and fell underneath the weight of my head.
"It must be, my dear. I can't imagine what you're feeling." He was stroking my back with his hand and sending me in to a daze.
"You've probably been through worse." I sighed and kissed his neck through the second skin he was wearing.
"Yes." He sighed.
"Yes I have." He rest his head on mine and we lay there for a very long time. V didn't move for a while and the sound of his light snoring assured me he was asleep. I laughed softly before resting all my weight on to him and drifting off in to a peaceful slumber which was soon flooded with nightmares.