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[Aidan Voltaire]

Aidan had never experienced death and revival. Not many could say they had, actually. Especially in the way he just had. Which had fcuking HURT thanks very much. Damn shocks made him want to just fcuking tell whoever the fcuk it was (which turned out to be Damien in the end) to let him fcuking DIE. Damnit.

Sitting in his little hospital cot, he was pretty damn content. Damien wasn't letting Eva in to see him but that didn't surprise Aidan. Not really. And he was all right with that--given that he didn't really want to face her.

He did, however, want to see his daughter. Like now. He'd told Damien. Then he'd told Emily. Then he'd threatened suicide if they didn't let him see her. Yeah, he felt a little emo after that quip. Talk about hardcore failing.

"Dude lemme see my fcuking daughter already. God damn it's not like I'm doing anything. I'm fcuking sitting here. With no shit--thanks guys--and nothing to fcuking do while you two go off and have happy time doing whatever the fcuk it is you do. Tell Eva to fcuking bring Abby up."

He was calm. Surprisingly calm, in fact. And actually pretty cheerful. Aidan just sort of liked to swear a lot. But he was pretty damn bored. And that was shit.

[Eva McCorkle]

Five days.

Five days Aidan had been in the Hospital Wing, and Eva was stressed the hell out. She missed him, but had been told expressly not to visit him until she recieved an owl. Abby missed her daddy. That much was clear. She loved her mother, but even at a young age she was a little daddy's girl. And she very obviously missed her father, even though it hadn't even been a week.

Eva had realized how much she really loved him. That she should have accepted his marriage proposal the first time, or the second or the third. She should have said yes, because she did want to spend the rest of her life with him. He was all she wanted, all she needed. And she may have messed that up forever for shooting down every apology, every proposal. She could only pray that what she'd done could be repaired.

She recieved an owl. It wasn't from Emily or Damien, but she didn't care. It was from AJ, about how they were 'holding him hostage' and he wanted to see his baby. Though she was slightly crestfallen at the fact he made no mention of wanting to see her, she wasn't going to let that stop her . She was going to the Hospital Wing, if only so that AJ will be abl eto see his daughter. Even if he really didn't want to see her.

Which is why she entered the hospital wing shortly after, carrying Abby and heading straight over to Aidan's bed before anyone could even attempt to stop her.

"Hey baby." She smiled as Abby giggled, reaching out for her father, and she held the little girl out, settling her in her father's lap. "She missed you."

[Damien Renton]

AJ was not hating life as much as he was pretending. Emily was being a cnut, not letting Damien pass AJ over to her. He didn't want to deal with this shit- and she knew it too, and surely she knew why, which was exactly why he was stuck with the fcuker.

Then he had to go and say something stupid, which EVERYONE overheard- something dumb along the lines of killing himself. Which sent Damien on instant suicide watch. And to be a real asshole, and since Damien was up with AJ all night, he shot up right in front of the bastard.

His arm was bruised badly and he needed to be taking care of himself but God forbid he leave Adian for two minutes. He wanted to kill that bastard himself. He hadn't gotten laid in FIVE DAYS. He was ready to ask Emily to give him head. Something else to shove in AJ's face.

AJ asked to send an owl and Damien was like whatever, and he walked away so he could change his scrub shirt to an actual dumb white teeshirt and the next thing he knew Eva was all up in AJ's face. The baby, he didn't mind at all. Eva? She had to get out.

"Dinnae make this iny fcuking harder than it already has been the last several days," Damien said, coming out. AJ hadn't even been in a public bed until Damien realized he was sick of walking all the way in the back. He as in such a hurry to put a stop to her presence before Emily came back that he didn't pay much mind to his own bruises on his arm. Of all th people to watch over AJ, it was another addict. How funny.

Almost cute, but not really.

"Leave the baby she'll be fine-but you have to get oot of here." His tone was monotone again, and he wasn't in the mood to deal with her at all. All AJ did was bitch and moan about it all anyway. Save his kid, of course. Which was why it was fine his daughter hung out.

[Aidan Voltaire]

Aidan heard her come in. Where he didn't really want to face Eva, he couldn't deny he was happy to see her bringing in his baby girl. That was strange even still. The fact that he actually enjoyed being a father. He was sort of glad he hadn't died now. He didn't want his kid to grow up dad-less. That would pretty much suck.

And Damien was on her ass faster than Aidan could even really make the connection that she was there. Damn. That was quick. The baby could stay but Eva couldn't. Did it make Aidan an asshole to be sort of happy about that? There were really two main reasons he didn't want her around. The first one being he wasn't going to apologize for yelling at her and she would expect it. He honestly was glad he'd gotten it out. The second one being, he'd probably call her a dumb cnut again for thinking her tears had magical healing powers. Honestly--did she think her accepting his proposal would magically stop his heart attack?! Not.

And honestly--Damien wasn't nearly as fed up with him as he pretended to be. The ass. He was being a douche through this whole thing and basically shoving every single fcuking thing in Aidan's face. Oh he got to shoot the fcuk up. He got to walk around fcuking freely. He went off and did God knows what with the fcuking medi-witch. Fcuking cnut. Oh not to mention he fcuking all but LAUGHED when AJ told him to find him his fcuking shit. The fcuking douchebag.

Aidan grabbed Abigail from Eva after she set his girl on his lap. For someone who seemed to really fcuk up--he'd done pretty damn well with her so far. Immediately he was babbling to her about what fcukers the infirmary people were and how mean they were to him. Abby didn't understand that shit anyways. She understood that he was paying some fcuking attention to her--and for some reason, his little girl seemed most content when her dad paid her that attention.

Hopefully people wouldn't get the wrong idea when she got older.

Eww.

He was split between arguing with Damien and agreeing with him. Damien was telling Eva to leave, of course. Aidan hadn't exactly gotten permission for her to come up here. He caught her eye but he didn't say anything. Honestly, he didn't know what to say. "Thanks for not saving my life?" That didn't seem appropriate. "Oh and by the way I'm not sorry about anything I said because it felt really good to yell at you?" She probably wouldn't appreciate that either. And Aidan didn't like to fight around Abby.

"Harder than it's been--fcuking yeah right. Dude it's not my fault Emily HOLDS PEOPLE HOSTAGE IN THE INFIRMARY INSTEAD OF REALIZING THAT I'M NEVER GOING TO SLEEP WITH HER!" He was yelling obnoxiously loud and without any real purpose. For one, he didn't even know if Em was in here right now. And the second? Well she probably--no, more like certainly--didn't want to sleep with him.

Whatever.

"Besides, dude don't be a cnut. You shouldn't even be pissed. You are a douche. A big douche." He was incredibly happy. And he still hadn't said a word to Eva. What the fcuk was he supposed to fcuking SAY? He'd already gone over that scenario in his head. Neither option was a good one--he remembered this.

Aidan returned his attentions to Abby who was wearing an expression she'd definitely stolen from him. She looked incredibly comical though--so that was okay. "Eva I'll take care of her, you know that. You can come get her tomorrow." His words were short as was his tone which he couldn't figure out. He needed to talk to her, obviously, but he wasn't looking forward to that conversation. The longer Damien put it off for him in the convienient form of telling Eva to 'get oot' in his weird fcuking Dutch speaking weirdness or whatever the fcuk it was, the happier he was.

Smiling down at Abby, he shook his head. He'd almost fcuking died dude. That probably would've sucked. "Dude, Abby, your daddy kinda sucks." She started grinning and bouncing a bit on his lap. For some reason, when he talked to her she was fcuking happy. Weird kid. Weird fcuking kid. Then she started talking in her little psycho baby babble bullshit. Aidan just nodded like he usually did until one word caught his ear--

Holy shit--had she just said daddy--well no not exactly surely not. But some fcuking form of it! It had started with a da and ended with something baby talk. He was fcuking convinced. His daughter had just called him daddy. Sort of. In a way.

"HOLY FCUK DUDE!" Abby's eyes widened and she giggled in a way that only fcuking babies can. "YEAH--YOU LAUGH YOU LITTLE SHIT BUT YOU JUST MADE DADDY WANNA SHIT HIS DAMN PANTS!" And then she did it AGAIN! Aidan looked up at Damien and Eva--having completely forgotten he was around people right now but whatever. "Dude you guys heard that right? Fcuking baby babble but you heard it."