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A Collab between [@Soufflegirl123] & [@HaleyTheRandom]
[i]Featuring: [color=DC143C]Miles Price[/color]& [color=00FFFC]Lilith Montgomery[/color][/i]
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Miles could only hope the things Lilith had to say to him right now was something along the lines of [i]You’re hot, I’m stressed, let’s find an empty room and hide away from everyone else for a little while[/i] but he had a very strong suspicion that was far from the case. Tonight seemed to be bombshell after bombshell, not to mention his father reappearing from nowhere as if he had just gone out to get milk. After pushing away from that whole mess he scanned the room around him. Where was Lilith? She seemed to have disappeared, hidden herself away somewhere. Eventually he spotted the back of her head.

Miles wandered over to her and leant down toward her so his face was closer to his much shorter girlfriend’s ear. [color=DC143C]"You won’t [i]believe[/i] what I’m learning about myself today,”[/color] he muses, his voice a hushed whisper to avoid being overheard by those around them. [color=DC143C]"Not to mention who decided to show up.”[/color]

After the Handover Ceremony, Lilith had done her best to make herself as small as she could. Plenty of people were walking up to congratulate the woman on her ascension to the Coven Council. With each passing moment she grew more and more tense, expecting Salem to grab her from somewhere out of the crowd at any moment. Feeling someone's breath brushing against her ear, the brunette woman stopped dead in her tracks. Thankfully it had only taken her a brief moment to identify Miles’s voice. 

 [color=00FFFC]”I could say the same.”[/color] His words made the brunette chuckle, a small smile appearing on her face. Miles’s tone alone was enough to tell her that he was tense, and her divination powers only solidified that suspicion. Turning on her heel, she met the young man face to face before planting a soft kiss on his cheek. [color=00FFFC]”Let’s find somewhere a little more private and you can tell me all about it.”[/color]

[color=DC143C]"Please,”[/color] the man groans, slipping his hand into Lilith’s and giving it a small squeeze. [color=DC143C]"Imma need a drink for the road. Want anything?”[/color]

[color=00FFFC]”I’m okay,”[/color] she responded almost too quickly. [color=00FFFC]”The last thing I want people talking about tomorrow morning is how wasted I was.”[/color] 

At Lilith’s response Miles cocked his head slightly. Any Montgomery turning down liquor was an odd occurrence but at her explanation he chalked it down to her nerves. He gives a shrug, giving her hand another squeeze before making his way to the drinks table with his girlfriend in tow. He pours himself another whiskey. He was unsure what number this was for the night but by far it wasn’t enough for everything this evening had brought. Now with the comfort of a drink in his hand he returns to Lilith’s side, forcing a smile. [color=DC143C]"Got any ideas on where to?”[/color]

Walking alongside Miles, Lilith focused on keeping her head held high as they walked through the crowd. If Salem, Amanda, or any one else was watching, Lilith wasn’t about to show them any signs of weakness. She had no idea how she was about to break the news to Miles, and she most definitely wasn’t sure of what was about to come after. The young woman watched as Miles poured himself a drink, silently cursing at the gods for taking away her ability to drink as she did so. 

Forcing a smile of her own, Lilith did a quick once over of their surroundings before shrugging her shoulders. [color=00FFFC]”Maybe down by the garden? I don’t think to many people would be down there right now.”[/color] 

Miles took a sip of his drink, as he brought the cup to his mouth he realised his hands were shaking quite a bit. He wasn’t sure if it was the new wounds of the day hitting, nerves of telling Lilith all these things about his heritage that could affect her or the heavy feeling that hung in the air of the coven house. [color=DC143C]"Sounds good,”[/color] he replies softly. He once again squeezes Lilith’s hand, this time for stability more than anything else. He brings his eyes to hers and forces yet another smile before starting the journey to the garden. 

The further out the pair walked the more the crowds began to thin. Miles couldn’t help but feel the weight of curious pairs of eyes on his back. Did they all know too? Or were their eyes settling on Lilith in her new position? As the collection of people grew further and further away, Miles felt a slight weight on his shoulders lift. He still felt jumpy but at least they didn’t have the crowd to watch. He nods toward a seat in the distance a good stretch away from anyone else. [color=DC143C]"Over there?”[/color]

As they walked, Lilith kept her fingers intertwined with Miles’s. The knot in her throat seemed to grow minute by minute, her anxiety right along with it. Lilith focused on putting one foot in front of the other, each step weighing her down more and more. She wanted to turn around and go back into the Coven House - back to where everything was still relatively safe and all of their secrets were stored away. The fact that her whole world was about to change was a hard one for the young woman to wrap her head around. 

Rubbing the back of his hand with her thumb, Lilith took a deep breath in through her nose. [color=00FFFC]”Perfect,”[/color] she replied, unable to muster much more. Once they had finished their walk, Lilith took her seat beside Miles on the bench. [color=00FFFC]”So how’s the start of the night treating you?”[/color] she questioned, somewhat beating around the bush. Lilith didn’t want to push him into talking or dealing with anything that he didn’t want to. 

Miles couldn’t help but feel the heaviness of the air around the pair of them. Was that his anxiety getting in the way? Or was it possible his emotions were impacting Lilith’s? It would be far from the first time they had. As the duo took their seats Miles couldn’t stop his leg bouncing in place, not an uncommon occurrence but he was sure it never moved so violently. Fear and anxiety was simply something Miles didn’t do, Lilith had enough of that for the both of them, but currently he was suffocated by these unfamiliar emotions. 

As Lilith spoke, Miles gave the meekest of smiles. He didn’t know where to start, or how to say them. He took another sip of his whiskey with his free hand before replying. [color=DC143C]"I- uh- I don’t really know what to make of the night honestly,”[/color] he replies meekly. The urge to stand up and pace around the seat washed over him but he remained in place, leg bouncing rhythmically. [color=DC143C]"My pa decided to show up today, acted as if he always belonged.”[/color] The male grits his teeth a moment as he thought through his next words. Somehow the appearance of his estranged father was the least dangerous news. He downed the last of his whiskey, his eyes fixating on the garden in front of them. In the  distance he could make out the figures of people going about their day, likely completely oblivious to the turmoil he was going through. 

Miles takes a shaky breath before continuing on. [color=DC143C]"Turns out he’s Aloysius Leighton. And that ‘drunken first tattoo’ on my back? Not a tat.”[/color] He hoped Lilith would pick up what he was putting down, unaware she had been handed just as much of the story as him earlier that night. His eyes refused to meet hers, nervous of her response.

Miles’s anxiety accompanied with her own was starting to make her feel nauseous, and his words were doing nothing to help that fact. Her time with Salem and John in the Alchemy Lab had left her shaken. Hearing Miles reinforce the fact that Aloysius was his father made her want to march right down to the Underworld and square up with the Fates themselves. Lilith kept her eyes focused on the various plants before her, careful not to make eye contact with Miles. She knew that the second she looked at him her whole act would come crumbling down. 

Lilith nodded her head in recognition. [color=00FFFC]”I assume you know what all of this means,”[/color] she asked gently. 

Miles was slightly taken back by her words, it was almost as if she already knew all this, but how? He gives a sigh [color=DC143C]"Someone already told you, didn’t they?”[/color] he asks softly, looking at her. He let silence fall between the two of them for a moment, thinking through her question before responding. 

[color=DC143C]"I mean- they just don’t want us merging the bloodlines, right? You never wanted kids and made it clear the Montgomerys’ end now anyway. I was always indifferent and the only person who really cares ‘bout the Price line is my ma so we just not have kids, right? I’ll get the snip or something. We’ve done this before without a pregnancy, I’m sure we can do it again,”[/color] he says softly, eyes turning to his shoes. 

At his first question, Lilith had nodded her head once again, silently. Her gaze stayed glued on one of the rose bushes, but she couldn’t help as her face grew hot. She had always had a weird sixth sense for knowing when Miles was looking at her, and that seemed to be one more thing that time couldn’t change. The lump in her throat was now becoming unbearable as she fought back tears. 

Listening to him speak, the young woman was dragged through an emotional roller coaster. The fact that his first thought wasn’t for them to split up was comforting, but his mention of children only made her tense up even more. She had made her peace years ago with being the last of the Montgomerys. Sure, the thought of a somewhat lonely future made her sad from time to time, but it was something that she just had to accept. He seemed so sure of himself - of them. How was she supposed to explain everything to him? 

Taking a deep breath, Lilith crossed her legs on the bench. She did the only thing she knew that she could do, and that was to start with the beginning. 

[color=00FFFC]”Salem pulled gramps and I aside and had me cast a spell to see if Aloysius was your father.”[/color] She paused for a moment, expecting him to be upset. [color=00FFFC]”I didn’t want to, but it was either that, or watch her go on a warpath - which I’m not sure we’ve avoided quite yet. I saw her in one of my visions, and let’s just say she wasn’t exactly the happiest person. I wanted to avoid that at all costs, so I did as she asked.”[/color] 

Hands knotted together in her lap, Lilith took a deep breath before continuing. [color=00FFFC]”Miles…”[/color] she began, now looking over at him. Not quite sure how to force the next words out, it seemed as if they fell from her mouth before she even had time to think them through. [color=00FFFC]”Salem seems to think I’m pregnant, and she seems just as sure about it as she was about Aloysius being your father.”[/color] 

A sigh elicited itself from Miles as Lilith mentioned the spell she cast but before he could process any questions to ask she continued on with her reasoning. Miles knew very little of Salem, Magi 101 wasn’t really relevant to him growing up. Well, at least he [i]thought[/i] it wasn’t. A small part of Miles was hoping that everyone was just wrong, it was all one happy coincidence. His father truly was some random magi from across the world and his heritage would have no effect on his and Lil’s future but he couldn’t deny Lilith’s divination magic. A lump formed in the man’s throat, his mind in overdrive. Suddenly, it all felt truly real. 

That was when Lilith called his name, calling him back into the real world. It would have been a much welcomed interruption if it weren’t for all the nervousness in those words. He watched her, studying her face as he awaited her next line. His eyes widen in shock as the man leans back into the chair slightly. A strained [color=DC143C]"Pregnant?”[/color] was all he could draw from his mouth. It took moments for him to collect his thoughts. Sure, the man had envisioned a future with Lil, moreso since their reunion but with Lil making it clear she didn’t want kids from even their early teen years they weren’t even a consideration for the man. He’d visioned traveling the world, quiet Sunday mornings intertwined together in bed and late night banters. Far from the bedtimes and early morning school dropoffs. [color=DC143C]"But… how? We only- Are you sure-,”[/color] Miles struggles to pick a coherent sentence from the many swarming in that head of his. [color=DC143C]"Is there a chance she could be wrong? I mean, she’s not a divination magi if I remember right.”[/color]

Her heart only continued to sink as Miles tried to piece everything together. [color=00FFFC]”I’m not sure,”[/color] she replied, doing her best to keep her voice steady. [color=00FFFC]”But Salem is. I still need to take a test. The De Silvas are one of the most ancient bloodlines there is - witch or warlock. All magi’s have this thing where they can sort of… feel other magi’s. The De Silvas are known for kind of having a sixth sense for feeling them in utero.”[/color] 
With another sigh, Lilith gave up her last piece of information. [color=00FFFC]”Not only does she think I’m pregnant - she thinks I’m having triplets.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"Triplets,”[/color] was all Miles could echo back. His leg seemed to bounce more furiously as he tried to form some form of substantial thought. Did he want to be a dad? Even if Lil wanted to be a mum would she want to go through all the pregnancy and childbirth for 3 kids? He expels a breath before muttering [color=DC143C]"Okay, okay, okay, okay,”[/color] to himself, a way to refocus. [color=DC143C]"Well, I guess firstly- do you want to have these kids?”[/color]

Now staring at her feet, Lilith wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. She took another second to collect her thoughts. [color=00FFFC]”I don’t think I have much of a choice,”[/color] she sighed. [color=00FFFC]”I’ve always had [i]actual[/i] dreams of being a mom, even a couple of visions about it here and there - but I didn’t really think they were true for some reason. I honestly really thought that I was infertile up until this point. ‘Think it’d be a little stupid to continue trying to fight Fate and all that.”[/color] 

Pursing her lips, the young woman's brow furrowed in concentration as she spoke once more. [color=00FFFC]”Just because it’s my fate doesn’t mean it has to be yours though,”[/color] she nearly whispered. 

Miles looks his girlfriend up and down, a gentle expression on his face.  [color=DC143C]"Lil, I watched both our mas struggle to raise us alone, I’m not leaving you to do that,”[/color] he replies, his voice shaky. He was truly unsure if kids was something he wanted out of life, he never thought it through knowing it wasn’t what Lilith wanted, but he couldn’t bring himself to watch her struggle like either of their parents did. 

Lilith’s whole body was practically shaking at this point. She was glad that he wanted to be there, but she wasn’t sure he knew exactly what he was signing up for. [color=00FFFC]”I can’t ask you to do that though, all because of some images in my head and a bunch of other shit I can’t find words for. You have a whole career, and a life. Friends you care about and things you want to do. Places you want to go see. I can’t ask you to give that all up, Kane,”[/color] she tried to explain, her voice breaking. [color=00FFFC]”And we’re potentially talking about starting a magical World War on top of it all.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"Hey,”[/color] Miles muses softly. He willed as much of the fear and anxiety in his body to dissipate as possible and tried to hide what remained. Sure, Lilith would still feel it but maybe less overwhelmingly. He swivels himself around to kneel in front of her, prying one of her hands out of the others’ grasp and taking it in his. He places his other hand on her thigh and brings his eyes to meet hers. [color=DC143C]"And now I have a family. Besides, my ma will kill me if I left you alone with this,”[/color] he jokes, forcing a chuckle in a lame attempt to lighten the mood.

[color=DC143C]"Seriously though, Li. My career will still be there, turns out businesses like family men. Those places and things ain’t moving, we got time and those friends will be just fine. If my kid’s starting a war they’re gonna need all the help they can get.”[/color] With another sigh the man stands up. He was always good with flowery language but he never thought he’d one day use it to talk his girlfriend into not pushing him away from fathering their kids. Honestly, Miles didn’t know what was going on in his life anymore. He wraps his arms around Lilith, pulling her into a tight embrace. [color=DC143C]"You’re the biggest thing in my life, LiLi. You know that, right? I want to be here for all of it. Sure, this may not have been the future we planned or pictured together but we’ll make it work. Besides, if them kids are anything like I was, you're gonna need all the help you can get.”[/color]

Holding on to Miles’ hand as he spoke, it didn’t take much for Lilith to realize how sincere he was being. She wasn’t trying to push him away, but she really did want to make sure that they both understood the whole picture. A small laugh escaped the young woman's lips as memories of a teenage Miles danced through her mind. The potential of having a little Miles running barefoot in the yard was a comforting thought, but a miniature version of herself? That was something that nearly made her blood run cold. 

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Lilith buried her face in Miles' chest as she returned his embrace. It was a dumb thing to wish, but if Lilith had had the ability to freeze time, she would have done so right then and there. Unfortunately, she’d still had to face her problems one way or another. [color=00FFFC]”Well, I do now,”[/color] she sighed. [color=00FFFC]”I definitely don’t trust the combination of my brains, your magnetism for trouble, and our generational alcoholism, but hopefully we’ll survive.”[/color] 

Miles chuckles, slipping himself back onto the bench. [color=DC143C]"You never know,"[/color] he muses, pulling Lilith closer by the shoulders and resting his chin on the top of her head. He slides his hand across her waist, unable to stop it from lingering on her abdomen a short while as if his body was trying to make sense of what his mind was trying to understand. His mind was a mess of emotions, some of which he couldn’t identify. From fear to anxiety to maybe even a little bit of joy. Eventually he manages to grab the other side of her waist and pull her in closer. [color=DC143C]"Maybe they’ll have your loyalty and my… uh… charm?”[/color] 

Miles gives a soft sigh, burying his face in her hair a moment, her familiar scent of vanilla and weed dancing in his nose. That was something Miles’ hadn’t thought about yet, Lilith having to give up alcohol and marijuana was going to prove interesting. [color=DC143C]"I guess we have some habits to kick,”[/color] he mumbles, closing his eyes. [color=DC143C]"Can’t really have you smoking dope in this state, can we?”[/color] 

It seemed that the heavier parts of this conversation were over. Miles wasn’t trying to run away, or blame her for not being more careful. In fact, Lilith could only recall a few other times where Miles had ever been as level headed as he seemed now. She’d nearly forgotten how easy he was to rely on. [color=00FFFC]”Hopefully we’ll get lucky,”[/color] she replied with a laugh of her own. 
Pulling her legs up on the bench, Lilith resituated herself to get as close to Miles as she could. Resting her head on his shoulder, all of her worries seemed to melt away. Lost in some sort of trance, Miles’s words pulled her back into reality. The young woman sighed. [color=00FFFC]”Your mom kinda beat you to that whole speech,”[/color] she attempted to joke. 

Miles stays silent for a moment as his mother came up. He should have figured she would have known too. [color=DC143C]"Sounds like her,”[/color] he mumbles, readjusting himself in his seat. How many people knew long before him? Is this the reason Carlisle wanted him to find her? A small sigh elicits itself from his lips. [color=DC143C]"How many people know, LiLi?”[/color] he asks, his voice low. 

As Miles spoke, Lilith’s heart dropped again. Was that disappointment she was picking up on? [color=00FFFC]”As far as I know… Mary, Salem, gramps and now you. I didn’t tell any of them, tonight’s just been a weird one. I promise I tried to find you as soon as I could, but then Salem pulled me aside and —”[/color] With a deep sigh, Lilith fought back tears for the second time tonight. [color=00FFFC]”It’s just one big ol’ mess. I’m sorry, Miles. You should have known first, but it was literally impossible.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"I should’ve,”[/color] Miles huffs in response, letting his words hang in the air for a while before giving a sigh. [color=DC143C]"But I guess you couldn’t help it. There’s too many damn diviners in this place. Doesn’t help the two people who are gonna hate me the most for it know.”[/color] He toyed with telling Lilith his suspicions that Carlisle also knew but chose against it. Lilith’s friendship with him was rocky enough and there were only so many more times that poor boy’s nose could be broken. Instead he played with a lock of Lilith’s hair, twirling it around his fingers. [color=DC143C]"Did Salem say anything? About the babies I mean. She can’t be too impressed by all this I guess.”[/color]

At his response, Lilith’s brow furrowed. There was nothing that either of them could do to change the situation, but that did nothing to change the fact that this wasn’t how any of this was supposed to go. If by some miracle she had ever found herself pregnant, Lilith had always planned to tell the child's father in some sort of cheesy way - not have him find out after the rest of the town. She hated that saying sorry was all that she could do. 

[color=00FFFC]”She honestly seemed more preoccupied with the fact that Aloysius was in town, but she definitely wasn’t pleased. Told me that we’d talk specifics and deal with my ‘issue’ later.”[/color] Pursing her lips, she sighed again. [color=00FFFC]”An issue. What an odd thing to call a pregnancy.”[/color] 

At the mention of his father's name Miles couldn't help the tensing of his shoulders, his hands stopped, his fingers remaining suspended in chocolate locks of Lilith's hair. Miles honestly couldn’t care less what Salem wanted to do with his father, Aloysius was his father in blood alone anyway, but that unfortunately didn’t seal him away from the consequences of his great magi ancestry. At her words he let out a simple [color=DC143C]"Hmm,”[/color] in agreement. Whilst he didn’t care what Salem did to Aloysius he did care about what she did to Lilith. He could only hope her rage only went so far.

[color=DC143C]"Well,”[/color] he announces, piercing the silence he created, [color=DC143C]"When you and Salem have your little talk I’m going with you. Worst comes, I show her what a real issue is.”[/color]

The anxiety and fear that had lifted from Lilith’s shoulders seemed to be resettling there as she took in the sincerity of Miles’ words. Why was everyone around her convinced that their only way out of this was by force? Her body tensed, wrestling with the thoughts of it all. 

[color=00FFFC]”Miles no,”[/color] she forced out as sternly as she could. [color=00FFFC]”That woman will turn you to ash right where you sit, and I’ll have no choice but to follow the same Fate, because she’ll have hell to pay before I go.”[/color] Her words sounded more like a plea than anything now. [color=00FFFC]”I wish I would have known all this before tonight - before the seal was broken. I’d just find a way to create a parallel universe and run away, I swear.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"And what am I [i]meant[/i] to do?”[/color] Miles snaps back, removing his fingers from her hair. [color=DC143C]"Just stand by idly as she threatens your life? Threatens the life of our-”[/color] Miles found himself unable to finish his sentence. After years of being so sure that both the Price and Montgomery bloodlines stopped with Lilith and him, the concept of having children felt so foreign on his tongue. He wasn’t quite sure if his mind had quite caught up. [color=DC143C]"I just don’t want anything to happen to you,”[/color] he finished, his voice lowering as he turns his face to the bench.

Knowing full well that the moment was ruined, Lilith sat up straight so that she was no longer laying on Miles' chest. It seemed that everyone was mad at her for one reason or another. Carlisle because she apparently broke his heart, John because she was having Miles’s children, Salem because of the same. [color=00FFFC]”Miles please,”[/color] she began, her face hot. [color=00FFFC]”I can’t handle you being mad at me too.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"I’m not mad, I’m just-”[/color] as he notices how sharp his tone has become Miles stops himself for a moment. He sighs, leaning forward on the bench. He wrings his hands together nervously, as much as having all this new information out in the open was good it didn’t seem to ease his anxiety. [color=DC143C]"I’m just concerned. Look, I don’t know much about Salem or how she works or whatever. All I know is she seems to want me and everyone around me dead. I can’t just let her have that.”[/color]

[color=00FFFC]”I get that,”[/color] she replied, her voice still small. Lilith knew that Miles was concerned for her, but couldn’t he see that she shared the same feeling for him? With a deep sigh she blinked the tears from her eyes. [color=00FFFC]”I wasn’t trying to say that you couldn’t be there… just that maybe violence isn’t the best course of action. I don’t want to see anything happen to you or our families either - but I really don’t know what to do about all of this.”[/color] 

Miles sighs, his eyes moving to Lilith and taking her in. In truth he had no clue what to do either but what a pathetic answer [i]I don’t know[/i] would be. Yet he had little else to offer so he remained silent instead. He could very much understand Lil’s desire to run away into another plane of existence. A baby should be good news, even if Miles and Lilith never expected to have children there should have been some upside that made them feel better but this just seemed to mark a turning point in their lives, a full 180 from the contented life Miles wished he could live. 

His eyes couldn’t help but become fixated on the woman’s stomach, his mind still unable to fathom the fact she had triplets growing inside of her. [i]His[/i] triplets. He was over all the Salem talk, all it led to was doom and gloom. So Miles did what he did best and changed the subject. [color=DC143C]"Did you suspect anything? Before whoever told you told you?”[/color] He could only hope it was a distracting enough question to drag the conversation away from Salem, or any magi in that regard.

With her attention once again focused on the rose bushes, Lilith took another moment to collect her thoughts before speaking. [color=00FFFC]”Not really. I mean… some of my pants haven’t been fitting right, but I thought that was just bloating or something. My period’s late, but honestly it’s never been on a regular schedule anyway.”[/color] Leaning back against the bench, she sighed again while crossing her arms across her chest. [color=00FFFC]”I think I kind of knew,”[/color] she admitted. [color=00FFFC]”Like deep down, in a way. But I didn’t know for sure, and I wanted a confirmation before I said anything and —”[/color] Lilith shook her head. [color=00FFFC]”It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"I know,”[/color] Miles sighs, patting her leg. [color=DC143C]"Then again, it’s us. Since when did anything go the way it’s supposed to? I guess it’s more… us for it to go like this,”[/color] he muses, forcing a smile. [color=DC143C]"We’ll make it through, we always do.”[/color] If Miles was being honest, he wasn’t sure how much faith he had in that line but he knew he didn’t really have any other option than to try and have hope it would all work out. [color=DC143C]"Just promise me you’ll try and talk your paw paw out of killing me for this.”[/color]

Grabbing Miles’ hand, she chuckled. [color=00FFFC]”I don’t think you have to worry about guns anymore, but I’d invest in a nice pair of boots if I was you.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"I’ll get the kind with the spurs, and a good ole cowboy hat. If you’re not careful I might climb my way up to John’s favourite,”[/color] he jokes, squeezing Lilith’s hand. 

[color=00FFFC]”Very doubtful,”[/color] she laughed. [color=00FFFC]”Just because you’ll be helping bale hay and herd cattle doesn’t mean he’s gonna forget that you got me pregnant.”[/color] Looking back up towards the Coven house, the young woman was unfortunately reminded of her responsibilities once more. [color=00FFFC]”As much as I hate it, I reckon we better head back in there before people think we’ve made a run for it or something.”[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"Hey now, it takes two to tango, you're just as guilty here as I am,"[/color] Miles jokeningly scoffs, a jovial smirk spreading across his face. 

As Lilith suggested going back to the house Miles couldn't help the sigh that escaped him. [color=DC143C]"Making a run for it,"[/color] he muses. [color=DC143C]"Probably predictable of us. I guess you have council things to do."[/color] With another sigh he stands up before offering Lilith both his hands and helping her off the bench. Running away sounded all the more tempting now. Away from Salem and all the responsibilities of being a coven member. Instead he slipped an arm over Lilith’s shoulder, using it to pull her in. [color=DC143C]"Let's go,"[/color]