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Chapter 6

Rosalee and Theresa were sitting in the waiting area in the hospital, waiting for news about the baby. For a brief moment, both remained calm and they savored the moment. Rosalee lifted her head and looked around at the people wandering the hospital for a few minutes before glancing at Trubel. She could see that Trubel was unsettled, but she didn't say anything to her about it, keeping the silence between them.

It was really a strange feeling between them.

Rosalee considered breaking the silence, again, but couldn't think of anything, yet again.

Trubel sighed. She did not like the awkward, uncomfortable silence. Something seemed to be bothering Rosalee... and she knew exactly what it was. But she wasn't going to be the one to start the talking and she'd prefer to just forget it—as if it were that simple.

Rosalee heard Theresa sigh and then turned her head towards her. It took her a moment for her to gather her courage, squaring her shoulders. She took a deep breath before she spoke. "I'm sorry that we've brought you to Portland, and you had to finish... the thing."

It took Trubel a moment to realize 'the thing' was meant to be Juliette. She looked up at Rosalee and noticed that it was extremely difficult for the other woman to talk about this topic. But she figured since Rosalee brought it up, it would be good to get it out in the open and talk about it.

"I unfortunately didn't have much of a choice," Theresa said quietly. "I had to decide quickly. But once I realized Juliette wanted to kill Nick... " she trailed off, looking away. She tried to sound matter-of-fact about it, but it was hard.

Juliette and Nick were both something very special to her. Juliette had been like a big sister...

Rosalee lifted her hand and placed it on Theresa's leg, rubbing in comfort and understanding, having looked into Trubel's eyes and seeing the shine of tears being held back. "I'm sorry that we have pulled you into this, Trubel. You had nothing to do with this and came back to... this. We did the magic and you had to pay for the result."

Trubel put her hand on top of Rosalee's and stopped the movements, holding Rosalee's hand tightly and looked her in the eye. "It all just went sideways, okay? Nobody would have ever expected this would happen. At the time, I had only one thing in mind—I wanted to protect Nick and decided against Juliette. And no, we didn't discuss the matter in advance since I was at Bud's at the time."

Rosalee met Trubel's eyes again briefly. "I'm sorry," she said again. "It's all just so terrible—everything that has happened... I can't apologize enough."

"Listen, Rosalee, you don't need to apologize," Theresa said softly, but firmly. "I was happy to come when Monroe called me, even if I didn't know what was going on. Still, I'm glad I came to Portland. I'll be staying for a while, I think you and Nick need support. I can't promise I'll be leaving you alone any time soon," she half-teased.

The Fuchsbau gave a small smile. It was good to talk to Trubel. "I think it's nice that you want to stay here for us, and especially for Nick. I think he'll need you now the most. Okay, so he also has Adalind and the little one, now, but you're very important to him."

Trubel shook her head a little. "Of course I'll be there for Nick when he needs me. If he wants to talk, whenever he's ready— I haven't really tried to get him to talk about it and I don't know when he will be ready, but I'll be there for him."

Rosalee nodded, managing a small smile. "I hope he comes to you, or to me, if he needs to talk to someone." She leaned close and hugged Theresa, even if it wasn't something they really made a habit of.

She was glad that Theresa was here now.

To be Continued?