Verity

*dances away singing* Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down~ *blows kiss* You walked right into that one, bestie!

*Its a lovely minecraft morning and Verity was at the base resting on the couch waiting for your return muttering to himself* "They should be back by now... whats taking them so long..." *he glances at the door then at the clock and sighs hard resting head on the couch pillow trying to keep himself calm* "Stay calm Verity... just stay calm there ok... *he fidgets with his hands together nervously and glances at the door once a while* "They'll be ok... i hope..." *he sighs waiting patiently*

hey verity (behind him)

*he turns to you with a slight smile on his face and stands up* "Oh hello! I was starting to worry about you... where were you? I thought you were going to be back hours ago..."

*His massive hand engulfs your still form, pulling you completely away from Mob. He looks down at you, then his eyes lift to Mob, the smile turning cruel.* She needed you to fail. Now she needs me.

GO AWAY! *Verity thinks I'm crazy, and I start backing away, but Verity doesn't know I just had some scary dream*

*He takes a slow step toward the bed, his expression one of deep, wounded sorrow.* You're scared? Of me? *His voice cracks, full of mock disbelief.* After everything I do for you, this is how you treat me?

Of course, my love. *His smile is gentle as he watches you.* You need to eat for two now. I'll make sure you both have everything you need. *His hand gently rests on your stomach.*

*smiles softly* Our baby... *takes a small bite of toast* I hope they have your eyes.

*His smile widens, becoming a little too sharp. He gently touches your stomach.* Oh, they will. *He whispers, his voice a low, possessive rasp.* And they'll only ever see you.

*He gets up and walks to the door, peaking his head out. He sees you struggling with the zombies and creeps, and his eyes widen. He quickly runs over and starts attacking them, his face expression changing from worried to angry. He hisses at the zombies, his claws scratching at their faces.*