Author's Note: This is based loosely upon an idea a friend and I formed whilst watching the scene between Eunice and the Monsignor when she's packing away Sister Jude's belongings to be donated to charity, and she tells the Monsignor she'd help him get to Rome, via any means possible/necessary.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk and the FX network.
Sister Mary Eunice's stay in the Infirmary was prolonged due to her condition. She had been right in predictions of what Dr. Arthur Arden would find when he tested her blood. Her estrogen levels would be higher, as would her white blood cell count. She was producing more blood now, and would do so for a long time. Seeing Arthur returning with extra pillows and blankets for her made her smile softly. She had regained most of the strength she had lost during her unconscious phase after the exorcism, and she was able to prop herself up now.
As Doctor Arden sat beside her, she gave a gentle smile and looked over him, "Thank you Doctor, I can't tell you how grateful I am to you. Both you and Sister Jude for forgiving me everything that happened during the time..." she trailed off as Arden placed his hand over hers. Glancing down to his hand, Eunice sighed before she looked back up at him, "I really am sorry, Doctor Arden."
Arthur inhaled shakily before allowing his breath to expel equally as shakily as he'd drawn it in. He nodded and moved his thumb over the skin on the back of her hand, stroking it to assure her all was fine between them. Arden took a moment before he finally asked her, "H-how did you know, Sister?"
"About what, Doctor?" she asked, wide eyed.
"Your...current condition, Sister."
Sister Mary Eunice allowed her gaze to drop then, looking to her lap, she gave a slow nod, "Oh..." she swallowed and sighed, "When you left to bring the soup...Sister Jude stayed, we talked a little. She told me it had been a few weeks since the Monsignor...performed the exorcism. I suppose I pieced it together; the-the time frame...the vomiting..." she gazed up at Arthur and bit her lip, tears were forming in the corners of her eyes.
"Come now Sister, I assure you there is no reason to cry..." he offered out a handkerchief to dab her eyes with, but she turned away.
"This child, Doctor..." she whimpered, "This child will be born against the Church..." she turned back now to look at him, her tears had spilled onto her cheeks, her voice was shaky, "Out of wedlock and as a result of breaking vows to God." she inhaled, her breath caught in her throat and she swallowed, "I took his virtue, mine too has gone, Doctor..." she let out a sob, "I don't know what to do...the Monsignor, he...he doesn't know...?"
"No, the Monsignor does not know of anything, other than you are awake. And yet, he has not had the decency to pay you a visit."
"Please, Doctor, you mustn't be angry with the Monsignor. It was not his fault" she quickly stated before continuing, "And, and...don't tell him. I would hate for him to be distracted from his work with the Church." Sister Mary Eunice pleaded with Arden, her eyes wide, "I know how much it means to him." she nodded and lowered her gaze to her lap, sighing.
"Of course, little Sister." Arden nodded and placed his hand over hers once more, smiling down to her.
"I suggest you and I have a little chat, Father." Arden stated as he barged into the room in which Timothy had been stationed. Looking across the room, Arthur saw the Monsignor genuflecting at his makeshift pulpit, rosary in hand as he kissed each of the beads around it.
"Doctor Arden, what is the meaning of this...?" the Monsignor rose from his kneeling position, holding onto the rosary as he glared at Arden.
"You, Monsignor." Arden began, advancing into the room, closing the door behind himself as he glared to Timothy, "You played exorcist with our dear Sister Mary Eunice, and had the audacity to put her there in the Infirmary under my supervision...for two weeks, Timothy!" Arden was furious with the man he'd originally bribed to provide him with his experimentation specimens, "That sweet nun almost died because of you! And you haven't even bothered to pay her a visit. You know quite well she is awake, Father."
Glaring at Dr. Arden through the lenses of his spectacles, the Monsignor frowned, as he stuttered, trying to compose himself enough to structure a sentence. To no avail. He shook her head and sighed, reaching up to remove his thick tortoise-shell glasses before he slumped himself down on the edge of the bed, not able to provide an answer or response as to why he had not yet paid a visit to Sister Mary Eunice.
Seeing that Timothy was struggling, Arden scoffed, turning and left the room, slamming the door in his wake. Looking to his now healed hands, Timothy could make out the glossiness of the scars where the new skin was forming from his ordeal. He frowned, rubbing his thumb over his palm before he spoke out into the gloom, "I freed her soul from that...parasite!" he spat out, again shaking his head, "And yet..." he glanced up at the wall, "She took my virtue. The Devil corrupted her..."
Timothy stood, making his way to the door, his feet had not yet fully heeled, so he found himself shuffling still. Throwing open the door, he called out to Arden, "With the power of the exorcism, I am still weary to approach her, Doctor. Tell me, she has reverted back to her ways prior to her...condition?" he asked, looking to Arden hopefully.
"Of course, Monsignor. Sister Mary Eunice has been asking for you...for your forgiveness." Arden nodded before dismissing the conversation as over, and leaving Timothy alone.
