Author's note: Hello all! I wanted to pop in and say this chapter has a TW for violence.

So this was freedom, the darkness coupled with the exhilaration of doing as I pleased filled me. Euphoria and a strange drunken feeling filled me. Was this feeling what Evalina had meant? She had mentioned she was chaotic so was this like what she felt when she walked? When she enacted whatever chaos, she chose? If it was then I could see why she was cautious over my serum. It could endanger people like her, those who truly do not mean harm, those who only want some fun. Like me. I would have to tell her she was right. For now I stalked the darkness looking for prey when a shape caught my- or his, eye. She walked alone, her skirts swaying enticingly with each step. A bottle was clutched in her hand, perhaps she would share. She paused to light a cigarette and I caught the whiff of opium "what is such a beauty doing out here on such a fine night?" "I enjoy the moonlight" the voice of my wife rang through my ears, Evalina. What are you doing here, alone? She turned and smiled at Hyde "care to walk to the waterfront with me? the view is quite spectacular" she had unbuttoned her blouse enough to show skin, her creamy bosom was enticing in the dim light "of course, though nothing will be able to outshine the sight before me" she led the way, when we arrived she paused "you go ahead a step, I need to catch my breath" she stamped on the cigarette as Hyde obeyed. He lusted for her, I felt it. He wanted her. Something in her called to him. A sharp pain took my leg and I saw the flash of a blade. What? She moved agilely, even with a large belly. "give me the blade, woman" "I don't think so" he was on the attack now "what did I ever do to you?" "you attacked my girls" she moved quickly again but he intercepted her. No, don't hurt her. Please, our child. Do not hurt them. He gained the upper hand but just barely, She was stronger than I expected. Than he expected. She fought him as ferociously as a warrior could. But he still knocked her to the ground, still knocked her out. No! Hyde kicked her belly as hard as he could before taking what he wanted and leaving her on the filthy ground.

I woke to the sight of Henry's bedcurtains. Pain seared through my body and I screamed, tears poured from my eyes as Henry ran in. "Evalina, you must calm down. You must lay down" his strong hands pushed me down "our child- our child could survive but you must remain laying down" I willed myself to ignore the pain. "Who said this? Who told you this?" I managed to get out "I examined you personally" "Henry, I am a midwife, I know what it feels like to be holding a dead baby in my womb. The child is gone" I felt it, but it didn't become real until I said it "our child is gone, laying down will not keep your wife alive. If you want to support me you can stay, if you do not, leave" I stood up "it can't be, they-" "Henry, the child is gone. I am miscarrying right now, and I need your support or you can send for someone who will support me" I held my scream back as I clenched the edge of the bed "what do you need?" "hold me up, that is what I need. When I tell you, you will catch" it went quickly, my womb was used to purging after all. "what gender?" "a little girl" I felt tears come from my eyes as he put her in my arms "my little girl" I said softly "I failed you" I held her close as tears dripped onto her face "Evalina" "yes?" "do you remember what happened?" "I was attacked" "by what?" "a warlock" "impossible there are no rogues in the area" "that one was most certainly a rogue" "you don't know that" he had gone to his dressing table for something, I heard him pattering around. "Henry" I argued as he came back toward me, one hand gripping mine "shhh" I felt the prick of a needle "oh, you bastard" I felt darkness take me once again.

I buried our daughter under the name Alexandra Josephine Jekyll, for my mother and for Evalina's middle name. I knew she probably had a named chosen but I did not have the time to ask her. Grief struck me as I entered my house. Our daughter was gone but my wife was alive. Small blessings in that but I had caused it. I needed Evalina well and stable quickly, she would be my family when I married Emma at the end of the month. It was imperative she be there, the entire coven would be in attendance. For her to be absent spoke volumes about her opinion of Emma and that would instantly destroy her reputation. Evalina had been so fragile when I had brought her home, she had shown cracks as she held our daughter in her arms, the tears dripping down her cheeks. We had not celebrated our child with the coven, it was not done. A baby would suddenly appear, or it would not, a pregnant belly was ignored with the exception of family. Samael had been alerted to her pregnancy a few months past and he had been overjoyed for her, how was I going to explain this to him? What would she tell him? I must ensure she does not speak of Hyde to him. Samael would go on the hunt if he found out a rogue had hurt his dear Little Dove. I shuddered and went back to my lab, I had to figure out what had gone wrong so I could ensure Hyde never reappeared.

I sat with Henry on a hill, watching our daughter grow up, she was a beauty with dark hair and silvery eyes, a mix of my accent and her father's. Sometimes she was missing, and I was calling her, crying out her name but only hearing her laughter or her screams in the distance. In those moments it was William who stood with me, helping me search, panic lighting his eyes. I woke with a start in the dark room, how many times had I woken up? I saw needle pricks lining my arms and knew from the weakness I felt that I could not fight back. Wonderful. "Evalina" Henry was sitting in a chair beside me, a book in his hand "how do you feel?" "well rested" I shot back "I needed you to rest, Emma and I's wedding is in a few days and you need to help her." I sat up and stared at him "we lost our daughter, and you did not give me a chance to mourn" I managed to keep the bite in my voice staunched "you needed to heal more than you needed to mourn. You cannot mourn a child that society did not know existed" "bastard" I growled "if you are well enough to curse me then you are well enough to get out of bed" he pulled me from the bed forcing me to stand on shaky legs. I glared at him, mistrust filling me with every breath "what did you give me?" "a mix of drugs that I kept changing. You yourself said you cannot be easily knocked out" I sighed "I do not want to speak to you for a while, Henry" I felt his arms wrap around me and I struggled against the embrace "I found you in that alley, Evalina. Do you realize how panicked I was? You were so bloody I worried you were dead. Please, what I did was for your health and wellbeing. I would never intentionally harm you. Please, you must understand that" "I do" I did not. I said that to please him, to ensure he did not drug me again. I craved the chaos I could wreak upon him, craved my cigarettes and my gin or absinthe. I could deal with him if I had the burn in my throat distracting me from my fury. Absinthe might only serve to cloud my judgement, and that was something I could not have right now. He had shown me who he was, I could not show my hand. Those brown eyes pled with me as I finally broke his embrace "please do not shut me out" he said softly "very well. I will do what you want but please, keep your distance for today at least" I was tired of this fight already "of course, anything for you, darling" I went to my chambers and stared at the reflection in the mirror. It was as if I had returned to normal, as if I had never been with child. That there had been no little life growing there. My heart ached for a child I would never hold again, that I would never know or love. I sat down and stared at my pale, perfect reflection and sighed. Such is the way of the woman, pick yourself up and move right along. I looked at the gown that I would wear to Emma and Henry's wedding. It was in a more feminine hue of the Jekyll red. A deep maroon that would make my pale skin pop, I knew my red sapphires would have to be put aside for rubies or garnets. I would wear no diadems nor much gold. In a few days I would don this gown and help Emma dress in her white silk gown. I sighed and went to where Emma would be staying, the house just on the other side of Henry's. it was a near mirror image of his to give her the impression he lived there. "Poole?" "yes, Madame?" "when are Emma's servants arriving to begin placing her things?" "tomorrow morning, Madame" "ensure they know the rules. Rule breakers will be punished" "of course, Madame" I went back to my house and set about ensuring everything would be in place for Emma's arrival.