"I wan' i' back, Bella. I-I wan' our baby back." Nellie lay in Bellatrix's arms, sobbing and shaking madly, till the sunrise crept up over the cliffs causing them both to be seen clearly in the light. "W-We should go inside. Someone will see us an' m'tired and my neck hurts." Her fingers trailed over the hole in the side of her neck where the needle had been stabbed into her flesh. Plus her lower half was aching, buring and pulsing with pain after Bellatrix's fingers had been inside Nellie.

"You can't get it back, Nellie. But, soon enough we'll try for another?" Bellatrix suggested as she lightly pulled from Nellie to grab her sandy robe and drape it over her body. Nellie was right; if they didn't go in soon, they'd be seen, and no doubt the both of them needed rest. She pulled Nellie up as she grabbed Nellie's robe and helped her put it on. "Stand up. And then I'll carry you to the house." she stood up and extened her hands down to reach Nellie.

"Yeh, another." Nellie's shakey hands held tightly onto Bellatrix's as the witch pulled her to her feet. Automatically she whimpered; the pain had seemed to of taken over most of her body. "I-I can'..." She could hardly speak let alone stand up for more then a few seconds.

Bellatrix quickly scooped Nellie into her arms and held her bridal style before she began walking off to the house, holding Nellie tightly. Her walking was slow; she was damned tired and her body ached out of pain and relief. "Nellie," Bella started as she made her way to the house. "can I ask you something...?"

"Migh' as well." Nellie's weak body slumped against Bella's as she was carried along the sand back to the tiny little cottage where they both lived. How she wanted to sleep but she also wanted to see Evelyn, her little shining angel of a baby.

"You still love me, right?" Bellatrix bit her lip slightly out of worry. Of course she thought she knew the answer, but she didn't know for sure and that worried her deeply. With weak movements, Bella finally approached the porch of their home, slowly crawling up the steps to reach the doorway at last.

"I guess." Nellie's eyes shut as Bellatrix opened the front door, where Toby greeted them with worry on his face for his poor, ill mother. He watched them slowly slump up the stairs before he went back to attending Evelyn in the living room. How weak and pointless Nellie felt; she might as well throw herself in one of her old pies and be fed to the birds.

Finally Bellatrix reached the bedroom and gently put Nellie down onto the bed. "You.. Guess?" she sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to Nellie. She let out a troubled huff and shivered lightly as she clutched her robe tight to her body. "If you guess, then should I slump down to the sofa in the living room and sleep there?"

"I'm guessing.." Nellie's voice was weak as she gently shivered under the bed covers, "Tha' ya should keep me warm...Don' wan' ya without me.." Her breathing was soft and gentle as her tired eyes opened to look up at Bellatrix. "My stomach 'urts.."

Bellatrix looked down to Nellie with a sigh before crawling into bed, pressing their bodies together. "Sleep." she whispered as her hand rubbed Nellie's back. "You need sleep." Bella pressed a small kiss to Nellie's forehead and brushed some of the curls away from the sweaty forehead of her lover.

"I' 'urts, Bella. I' 'urts so much." Nellie's last words slipped from her lips in a silky yet painful way. It seemed alony minutes later that she was fast alseep; her forehead resting against Bellatrix's chin as she done so. This wasnt supposed to happen to Nellie Lovett. The old pie maker should've been happy..But, of course, she wasnt.

"I know.." Bellatrix whispered just before sleep took over her rather quick. The feeling she was having was pain. It wasn't love, or happiness, or even sadness. It was regret and pain. She had Nellie in her arms once more, but was Bellatrix happy in the very least? No, she wasn't. She was hurt and damaged like the broken hearted bitch she was meant to be. That night she had hurt Nellie terribly, and for that, she would never forgive herself.

Deep down Nellie still loved Bellatrix with the whole of her weak heart, but, on the surface, she hated the witch. Her heart had now been broken twice by the woman who's arms she now lay in. Each passing second as she slept was painful and it was to only get worse when she awoke. This had to stop one way or another. Nellie couldnt keep pretending that this didnt matter to ger.

Pain pulsed through Bellatrix's heart as she slept. Images flashed through her mind of Nellie slapping her, giving her exactly what she deserved. Stabbing her in the heart, litterally, ending her life. She couldn't take it anymore, and she finally snapped her eyes open. A soft whimper left her mouth as her hand held her heart. She thought Nellie had just endend her life. To her surprise, she still had Nellie in her arms, but what frightened her was the fact that when she pulled her hand from her chest, she found blood on her fingertips. Looking down, Bella huffed as she saw a slash mark right over her heart. "Hell, not another one of those dreams." she huffed. Bellatrix always had dreams such as this, where she'd wake up with a gash on her body. It didn't much surprise her, but she hadn't had one since she met Nellie.

Each slight movement caused Nellie Lovett great pain and by the early hours of the morning her body hurt so much that she was crying into Bellatrix's neck. This wasnt meant to happen! She was meant to be carrying Bellatrix's children whilst the witch touched her belly, kissed it and never left it alone. These were supposed to be happy times and yet the world was falling apart around her.

A few minutes later, Bellatrix still lay awake. Biting her lip, she forced herself to pull from Nellie and slowly walk to the bathroom. She had to get the blood cleaned, and she couldn't worry Nellie any further. Grabbing a rag, she turned the knob on the sink to get it wet before she lazily dabbed at the wound. She sighed, not feeling any pain as she attempted to clean off the blood. A few moments later the blood was pouring out of her chest. No. This couldn't happen. Blood flodded her hands, the rag, the sink, and began to drip on to the floor. Last time this happened, she passed out. And that's exactly what happened this time. She collapsed on the bathroom floor, the blood still pouring from her.

Nellie's little sobs died down after a moment before she awoke. Her hands reached to find Bellatrix yet the little witch wasnt there. "B-Bella?" Slowly and painfully Nellie lifted herself to sit up in their bed. Light slowly reached her eyes from the open window giving her a little look around the room. How empty it was. "Bella?" Nellie's sobs grew harder as the witch was nowhere to be found. She was acting like a child; a child that had lost their mother.

As Bellatrix layed unconcious, it felt like she was drowning in a pool of black. Her life was gone, she thought she was dying. Nothing could save her now. The blood still poured from her chest as more slash marks started to appear all over her body. "No!" Bella shouted out loudly as she watched her body being cut up by a force that wasn't there. "God, no!" she cried out just before her body went limp again and her mind went blank.

"Wha'? Bella?" Nellie finally found a little strenght to pull herself up from the bed before making her way to where Bellatrix's voice had come. Each passing second was painful and each footstep made her head spin. Soon enough she was able to get into the bathroom doorway. Her body froze. More blood. "Bellatrix?" Her wide eyes darted down to the witch; the blood was coming from her! Nellie threw herself, painfully, next to the witch before shaking her as well as she could. "Love, w-wake up! M'sorry! I didn' mean to be horrid! W-wake up, Bella!"

Black. Nothing. Muffled voices. Horrid screaming and empty souls. Bellatrix felt like she was dead, as she should be. It wasn't long before her arm began to move around aimlessly until her hand finally gripped on of Nellie's wrists. Her mind slowly began to recover from all the empty black, but it was spinning wildly. She let out a loud groan as she was pulled between life and death. Bella was losing too much blood for her body to function properly. "N-Nellie..." she breathed out in a harsh pant. "Just.. Let me.. Bleed.. To death..." she whispered softly, feeling as though she saw all this coming, like she deserved to die like this.

"Shu' up! Don' say such a thin'." Nellie's eyes looked down at Bellatrix as she pulled the witch into her lap and rocked her gently side to side as she soothed and stroked her sweaty hair. Yes, she was weak but she could be strong..For Bella. "Ya anit gunna do tha', ya 'ear me! Ya gunna stay 'ere wi'h me and our two children." She snatched up the cloth from the floor and pushed it into Bellatrix's cut before she screamed at Toby to, once again, fetch the doctor.

"I deserve to die for what I did to you!" Bellatrix sobbed into Nellie's arms as she watched the blood leak from her body still. She was slipping in and out of conciousness, her body occaisionally going limp as she lost even more blood than she should be losing. "Just let me die!" she whispered as she once again regained conciousness.

Without a word, Toby rushed out of the house and ran all the way to the doctor's clinic. He didn't have to say anything, and the doctor knew exactly what to do. Quickly rushing to grab his stuff, the doctor rushed after Toby to the house. "This time Bellatrix is tha one ya need ta see." he opened the door for the doctor before following him in. "Jus' upstairs, in tha bathroom."

"Shh, love, shh.." Nellie rocked Bellatrix slowly as the doctors steps could be heard on the stairway. "Jus' keep strong fer me. I-I 'ave an idea..I' will help us...Fer when we go outside." Before the doctor pushed into the room Nellie let her lips gently touched Bellatrix's before she pulled back and lay her gently down on the floor.

"Whats all this?" Doctor Steven's was out of breath and was slightly red in the face. Quickly he moved. Now he leant over Bellatrix, checking her pulse and breathing. His hands worked quickly to attend the cut on her chest. "Did you do this?" He asked Nellie with a look of puzzlement on his face.

"I-I did it." Bellatrix whispered as she looked down to the cut on her chest. Her skin had become deadly pale and she was sweating tremendously. "Self injury has always been a problem for me." she tried to come up with the best explaination she could. If she had told the doctor what had really happen, surely she'd get locked in a mad house for life. Her breathing became shaky and uneven as her eyes slipped shut, afraid of what would happen.

Nellie's eyes widened as Bellatrix put hte blame on herself. There she stood, in silence, some of Bella's blood on her hands as she watched the doctor tend to the slash wound.

"Well, you should stop. Think like that will get you chucked in some sort of looney house. People will think you're mad." With a long sigh the Doctor pulled out a needle and thread which he used to sitch Bellatrix's cut together. After a while his eyes wondered to Nellie, "You should be resting. I'm surprised you are standing."

Bellatrix opened her eyes to watch the Doctor stitch up her wound, which by now had stopped bleeding for the most part. Her eyes flicked over to Nellie, and she sighed lightly before looking down. She didn't even want to look at Nellie for the time being. Nellie shouldn't still be there by her side, she should be happily resting while Bella bled out onto the bathroom floor, bleeding to death.

"Yeah..I know.." Nellie's hands wringed around each other as she spoke, "Bu'..I anit just gunna leave 'er on the floor now..Am I.."

"True. But still, after this please rest. You went through alot. The both of you have." Pulling the stitches tight together the Doctor cut and tie up all loose parts. "There," his eyes flicked over his own handy work before he mopped up the last of the blood, "Thats better."

Yes, the both of them had gone through alot, and the Doctor didn't even know the half of it. Bellatrix's mind was still spinning and she was dizzy above anything. Her eyes cast down to her wound and she sighed lightly. "Do you think I've lost too much blood, Doctor? My head is spinning." she groaned softly as her hand moved up to press to her throbbing forehead.

"Just breathe. You shouldnt of done this in the first place. I dont understand why people do this.." Slowly and carefully he pulled Bellatrix up to her feet. "Now, I can give you oil to rub into the cut, so it wont scar as much and pain killers will be given. Now, no more cutting yourself up. Alright?"

Bellatrix nodded and breathed calmly as she could, her hand still pressed to her forehead. "I won't cut anymore. I didn't want to this time, I just..." she paused and stopped herself from telling the truth. "I woke up angry and needed an outlet."