Epilogue
A Year of Peace
"Jace…"
Her Angelic voice was ringing through his head, though he refused to move.
"Jace…"
Once again, his refusal was prominent.
He heard her sigh. "Okay…I guess I'll just shower without you then."
His eyes flashed open as he looked up at her. "You wouldn't dare."
"Well, maybe you should stop faking your sleeping."
His arm tightened around her waist as did her own around his chest. "You are not showering without me."
"How would you know?" She began to release him but he stopped her and sat up. He slipped his other arm under her legs, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom. She giggled.
He turned on the water before pressing his lips against hers hungrily. For a moment, he had her engrossed, but she pulled away.
"Jace we have demons to slay today."
"They can wait another hour." He climbed in and pressed her body up against the wall.
When Jace left the bathroom to go change, she looked in the mirror at her reflection.
She traced the outline of her face and her collarbone. Only a couple of months ago she lost her virginity completely and was still surprised that she'd done it, though she didn't regret it at all. She was now eighteen.
Her head felt dizzy all of a sudden and nausea began to take over. The nausea was coming up her esophagus and a moment later, she was hunched over the toilet vomiting. After another minute she flushed and turned to the mirror, horror struck.
Your assumption is correct, my daughter.
At the sound of her father's voice in her head, a gasp released from her lips.
She brushed her teeth a couple of times over and then, in her towel and hair and body water dripped on the floor as she bolted out the door and down the hallway of the Institute.
A frantic knocking came at the door as Isabelle was tying her hair up.
"I'm coming! Calm down!" she yelled as she went to the door and opened it. Leigh-Ann stood there, face and lips white as chalk and standing there, dripping wet in a towel.
"Oh my… Leigh-Ann is something wrong?"
"Let me in…"
Isabelle moved aside immediately as Leigh-Ann walked in. Isabelle closed the door before turning to her.
"What happened?"
"Isabelle…" Her voice was barely audible.
"What is it, Leigh-Ann?"
"I…have to tell you something…"
"Leigh-Ann…?" Jace's voice was questioning as he walked into her room. He looked in the bathroom and the light was still on. Her dress and hair accessories were untouched and the towel she'd used was missing from the rack.
"Leigh-Ann…!" He turned and left the room looking down the hallways of the Institute and began calling her name. His head began to spin as worry started to take over.
"Leigh-Ann…!" He went to Isabelle's room and knocked on the door. "Izzy, have you seen Leigh-Ann?"
He heard some whispers before the door opened to reveal Isabelle and Leigh-Ann, who was still wrapped in her towel. She'd gone deadly white. Isabelle's face was full of concern.
"What's wrong?"
"…You have to tell him, Leigh-Ann," Isabelle told her.
"Tell me what?"
"Jace…" Leigh-Ann's voice was barely audible. "You're going to be a father."
Sequel
Dangerous Miracle