When she closes her eyes, the world only spins more around the two of them, Faye's hand digging into the bedsheets and gripping them as Dean's hand spreads warm over her skin. This, telling him, makes the whole pregnancy feel like more of a reality than it was when she was simply staring down at the test, nothing like those back home. There's a heartbeat, Dean says, and he must be right. This is what he's made a life out of on the island, learning the ways in which the human body works.
"Love you too," she replies, tucking her hair behind her ear again, still not daring to touch her own stomach, and never before does Faye think she's known what it's like to not feel at home in her body. Instead of joining him, she reaches out for his free hand, brushing the side of her palm against his.
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Date: 2012-04-02 06:52 am (UTC)"Love you too," she replies, tucking her hair behind her ear again, still not daring to touch her own stomach, and never before does Faye think she's known what it's like to not feel at home in her body. Instead of joining him, she reaches out for his free hand, brushing the side of her palm against his.