Serena curled up against Sebastian, taking her arm back when the woman finished with it. She quietly thanked her before she cradled it against his chest. The pain was gone but the memory of it all was fresh. Serena had been hurt before, it never phased her... But hurting herself, that was something completely different. She nodded her head when he told her that she needed to tell him when she felt like she was slipping as she had... She had never had this problem though, she didn't even know that she was. She was in a dark place before she could even get herself out of it. She looked up at him, "I'm sorry for scaring you..." She whispered now feeling the fear and worry that had been dampened by her own feeding into her.

She rested her head back against him, "I'll tell you next time... And... I won't be alone like that again.... I promise."

The thought of the stake on the ground sprung up, almost solidifying the fact in her head that she was never going to let herself be alone when she was that low. She moved her hand slowly down to her stomach and took a deep breath. The shock of it all seemed to pull her more or less out of the funk she was in but she couldn't shake it off. She brought her other hand to Sebastian's and clasped it, "Don't leave me," She whispered as her rested her forehead against his shoulder. 

The nurse stood and looked at the two of them, "If this persists at all, it might be best to put her on some medication. Depression can be a symptom of pregnancy. It might weaken the bond between the two of you though as I know it weakens Spirit abilities. I've.. never actually heard of a shadow kissed on anti-depressants..." She took a moment to think, "Also, if you need the reassurance, we have ultrasounds and such in the hospital," She looked between them and smiled, "If you need anything, just call."

With that she left, leaving the two alone. Serena looked toward the bedroom before sighing, "I think I need some air... can we go for a walk?"
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The sound of footsteps filled the air. There were two distinctly different sound footfalls, those of dress shoes and those of high heels. With little care or stealth, Gunner and Abigail walked up to the group of Guardians and stood a few feet away. Gunner's eyes scanned the group, the red ring around his pupils easy to see against his lightly blue irises. The man smiled, a set of newly acquired fangs visible. His mother stood just behind his shoulder and played with his short hair a little, "Well if it isn't the whole gang."

Gunner's eyes fell on Jace in the center as he took in the numbers and his face twisted a little before he let out a humorless laugh, "Glad I finally get the chance to kill you."

Abigail clapped her hands, "Isn't he just the sweetest? My baby boy only awakened an hour and he's going to tear through you all."

One of guardians moved in front of Jace and took a fighting stance. Gunner started to laugh again, "Do you think you stand a chance against me now?"

Thomas removed his stake from his belt and stared down Gunner, "You're out numbered."

"You're outmatched," Gunner snapped back. Thomas ran at him, hoping to catch him off guard. He didn't have a chance to react before Gunner grabbed his wrist and broke it, causing him to drop his stake. Grabbing the man the throat, he threw him head first into the jagged cave wall. Abigail looked at him as blood started to pour out of his head, "Gunner, he could have made for an excellent edition."

"Hardly. The man doesn't think... He'd be staked in a week," Gunner replied, never taking his hands off of Jace, "Now, the Moroi. Hand him over before I kill the lot of you."