The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Cissy and Will
When: Saturday Night
Where: Starting at the school then going out
What: A date? WTF?!?!

So, a date. Cissy hadn't been on a date in... Well it felt like forever but it wasn't since the time she had gone out with Lloyd which had been when? November? That was a really long time ago. Of course Cissy had never been the type of girl to go on that many dates to begin with. Usually she just went somewhere to... But that wasn't what tonight was all about. Will was... interesting. And he made her laugh. And while she didn't think there would be much of a future there, it had been so long since she had done anything that even remotely resembled fun that that was all she wanted, just to have a little fun. And he seemed like the perfect guy to have fun with.

But that wasn't to say that she wasn't nervous for a variety of reasons. First of all, she had never asked a guy out before, so that had been nerve wracking. Usually she just said "You're taking me out!", not "I'd like to take you out if you're interested.". Leaving him the option to decline had made her incredibly nervous. And now that he had accepted, there was the whole getting dressed thing.

That part of a date had always been difficult but now that she was pregnant, it was even more difficult because she had a baby bump. Granted, it wasn't huge yet, but none of the clothes she would normally wear out to a club really fit her the same any more and in every single outfit that she put on, it was at least a little bit obvious. She tried on at least a dozen dresses before resigning herself to the fact that that was just how it was going to have to be. And since she couldn't hide her belly, she decided to accentuate other aspects, such as her lovely teal eyes, her killer legs, and her breasts that had grown at least a cup size since she had gotten pregnant.

Cissy had finally settled on a short teal dress, a pair of white Prada heels, and a small white wristlet to match that would be easy to keep up with even on the dance floor. Makeup done, hair down and spilling across her shoulders in soft curls, perfume applied, she was ready. And she looked pretty fucking hot even if she said so herself. And she was even on time, standing at the front doors at precisely eight, waiting for her date to arrive, wearing a short, white wool trench to keep her warm in the cold New England weather until they got where they were going. Cissy didn't have her car yet. Her dad was supposed to come out on Monday to take her to look for one, so she'd called a cab since she figured that was her responsibility being that she was the one that had asked him out, which was waiting for them outside.

Who: Cissy and Fisher and Devon and James
What: This girl so crayzay! He likes it
Where: Cissy's Room, then James' Room
When: Friday Evening
Rating: NSFW


Cissy was a nut, there was no doubt about it. She changed her mind more than strippers changed outfits. Fisher had expected her to go off to New York, and twice this week she'd said she was going, and twice she had decided not to. The goth had waited a few days before going to see her, just in case she changed her mind again and actually took off.

But she was in her room, and he knew because the lights were on and he could hear the television inside. She was talking to someone, probably herself, probably tossing outfits aside and trying to decide on pajamas. Fisher liked that about Cissy- she was one of the most manic people he knew and that made him feel a little more sane. He imagined Cissy liked him because he was more damaged than her in some other way, which probably made her feel good about herself. Not exactly the best thing to build a friendship on, but if they were healthy people they wouldn't be where they were now.

Knocking casually, Fisher waited for Cissy's frazzled voice to tell him to enter.

Who: Cissy and Simon
What: Doctor's Visit!
When: Tuesday Morning
Where: The Doctor's Office

Cissy always got nervous about visiting the doctor. It didn't really matter that she knew things would be fine, the fact that she had to go to the doctor at all just made her anxious. What if she wasn't fine? What if there was something wrong? She always got this sick, panicked feeling in the pit of her stomach when it came to these visits whether it was warranted or not.

Dressed warm, she was waiting for Simon. He was supposed to pick her up, in other words meet her at her room, so they could go together, another reason why she was nervous. She had changed three times in the last twenty minutes just trying to find something that looked cute but also didn't look like she was trying too hard to look cute. That wasn't as easy as it sounded. Finally she settled upon one of her Baby Phat sweat suits, the teal and white one, with a white t-shirt underneath the zip up jacket that was underneath her white parka, and her white and teal K-Swiss. It was very her but it was also very understated, and that was the whole entire point.

Pacing back and forth, it completely escaped her notice that he was approaching until he knocked upon the door causing her to subsequently nearly jump out of her skin. Her cheeks were flushed when she pulled the door open, eyes brighter than usual, her skin most definitely alight with that "pregnant glow" and she smelled like coconut shampoo, not perfume, because chemicals like that could be bad for the baby. "Hey. Hi. You ready?" If he hadn't been able to tell before, he'd certainly be able to tell from the rushed way she'd blurted things out that she was probably just as nervous, maybe even more nervous, about this outing as he was.

Who: Cissy and Simon
When: Saturday Night
What: Cissy has some news for Simon.
Where: Simon's room

Yesterday had been perhaps the worst day of Cissy's entire life to date. And today wasn't promising to be any better. Today she had the task of telling Simon that the baby he had been so upset about not being his was, in fact, his. She had already crushed the heart of one man that she loved, and now it was time to completely wreck the entire existence of another. She had no idea what to expect, which was different than going into things with Jonah. She had known he'd be hurt, devastated really, but with Simon... She had absolutely no idea how he was going to take this news.

The walk to his dorm seemed to take forever even though she'd already been by twice before just to find him gone. She hadn't left a note though. This wasn't exactly a note leaving occasion, besides, he'd be back eventually. And instinct told her that eventually was now though that could have just been nerves.

She knocked on his door, inhaling a deep breath as she looked down at her shoes, ignoring the glances she got from other boys as they passed, whispering as they walked away. Most everyone knew by now that she was pregnant, and most everyone knew that it didn't belong to Simon, therefore she couldn't blame them for being curious about why she was here. The sound of shuffling feet from behind the door was enough to tell her that there was good reason for the butterflies inside her stomach, and she closed her eyes for just a moment to prepare herself for this in spite of the fact that no amount of preparation could really help in a situation like this.

Who: Cissy and Ric
When: Friday Evening
Where: Ric's Apartment
What: Cissy needs some serious advice.

FUCK! That was really the only thought that was running through her mind right now. Fucking fuck! This was so screwed up. Jonah... his career... it could have been ruined completely and now... They'd already picked out names! This was.. she was... freaking out was putting it mildly. And of course, there was only one thing she could think to do, one place she could think to go, and he WASN'T ANSWERING HIS PHONE!

"Ric! I'm on my way over. I need to talk to you. I don't know if you're there but... if you are, don't go anywhere. And if you aren't and you get this message, come home! I'll be waiting." She was already in the cab on the way before she even called him, having practically ran to hail a cab the minute she had left Hope's office.

The cab couldn't have gotten there fast enough. She had to keep her eyes closed most of the way there, trying to centralize her thoughts, trying to rationalize... something. How could this have happened? Only to her. This could only happen to her. This was the way things always went for her and now... This was not okay.

She nearly forgot to pay the cab driver when he pulled up at the apartment complex, but of course he was quick to yell at her, and she threw enough cash at him to pay for her cab ride a few times over. She took the stairs two at a time, breathless by the time she made it to the door. She pounded upon it, her heart racing. "Please be home." She whispered to herself, catching her lower lip between her teeth, chewing upon it anxiously.

Who: Cissy and Simon
What: First Meeting (again)
Where: Cissy's room
When: Thursday Afternoon

Everything was hella confusing. Simon had suddenly popped into his room, met his roommate Vinnie (again evidently) and spent the next few days trying to figure out what was going on in his life. Jane had apparently gotten over whatever had angered so much and sent him her bottle. He didn't quite know why she had given him a bottle, or what he was supposed to do with it, but not having her angry with him anymore was wonderful.

But right now, he needed to worry about another girl who seemed to kind of know him. He left his computer and hurried to her room (which only took a moment to find, thank God she was the only Cissy in the school). With a polite knock on her door he waited for her, bouncing on his heels. She had mentioned something about an email, and maybe it would help him remember anything about himself. He was very hopeful.

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Late Afternoon
Where: His apartment
What: Cissy goes to meet the father of her child who doesn't remember her either.

It had taken forever for her to find out where he lived, and even longer for her to get from that Hope woman the information that she needed. Apparently that lady didn't remember her either. This was a mess, a complete disaster, and Cissy was doing her best to try to hold it together. All she felt like doing was crying though. She just wanted this fixed. She just wanted to remember who she was and how she got here. Granted, she'd not lost nearly as much of her memory as some people here had, but that didn't make this any less traumatizing. She was pregnant, for God's sake, and had no idea what the father was even like. And from the conversations they had had, it was clear he didn't know her either and this wasn't going to be at all easy but she had to at least try.

She had developed this habit of holding one arm across her growing stomach at all times, mostly thanks to that vampire man she had met that had bit her whom she was still terrified of running into again, so once the doorbell had been rang, her arm went right back to the spot. She waited, looking down at her feet, trying to figure out what she was going to say. She'd never been in this situation before. At least, not that she was aware of.

Who: Cissy and Ric
When: Tuesday Night
Where: TJS grounds
What: Cissy and Ric meet again for the first time.

Today had been a rough day. James had come back to the apartment at the crack of dawn and had informed Cissy of several different things. First off, he was gay. She was still trying to digest this without freaking out when he also told her that Devon was his, not hers, and that the child that she carried belonged to some Professor here, but he wasn't sure which one. It was all a little much, and she accused him of lying and a bit of an argument ensued which ended up with her running off in tears even though she had no idea where to even go. Eventually though, with enough wandering around in the various buildings of the place, she had found her room. She knew it was her room because she recognized several of the things in it. And that at least made her feel somewhat better though not much.

Wearing her own clothes (though it had taken her forever to find something sensible to wear) after a long, much needed shower, Cissy had decided to go for a walk. It was late, but it wasn't dark seeing as how the moon was full. And it was cold, but it was clear out, and her parka would keep her plenty warm. There was but one flaw to her plan; she wasn't allowed to go outside.

Depressed and dejected, she couldn't possibly go back to her room because all she would do is sit there and think and try to remember things that she wasn't going to remember because she hadn't remembered a damn thing while sitting there the entire day. So she decided to continue with her original plan only she would explore the many nooks and crannies of the building instead, and eventually she would end up taking the tunnels over to one of the other buildings to explore it as well, her parka long since discarded in her room and traded for a much lighter jacket that she wore with the baby doll dress and leggings she had finally settled upon.

This was the building where the classes were held, and yet again, there was nothing that was ringing a bell in the slightest. But there was a classroom on the top floor that had huge windows lining an entire wall, and it was there that she found herself taking a seat to stare out the windows and into the night, envious of those who were allowed outside to enjoy it.

Who: Cissy, James, and Devon
When: Sunday Evening
What: Something strange is going on around here!

Cissy had been with James and Devon all day long. In fact, she had been with Devon since the evening before when James had asked her to babysit while he'd gone out with Fisher. The boy had taken to her almost instantly and she'd fallen asleep with him curled up beside her the night before and had offered to stick around to help James and Devon get moved into their on campus apartment the next day. This was probably a good thing considering the email that Simon had sent her, one that she didn't have a chance to read before everything went down.

Devon and Cissy had fallen asleep laying on the bed in Devon's new room while James was getting his things moved from the dorm to here. James had come back to find them this way and had taken a moment to simply sit down and watch the both of them sleep, Devon's perfect little fingers wrapped around Cissy's thumb as they both breathed in and out slowly, Cissy's other hand resting upon her little pudge of a tummy. She was going to be a great mom.

James had just turned to stand up when it hit him, the weirdest thing he had ever felt in his life. He blinked his eyes, a frown overtaking his features as he realized that he had no idea where he was right now. He glanced over and there was Cissy. He knew her. But who was the kid laying there curled up beside her. "Cissy!" He said it loud enough to get her attention, freaking out just a little right about now.

( Awake! )

Who: Cissy and Xander
When: Late Wednesday Night (After her outing with Ric)
Where: Xander's room
What: Xander told Cissy to let her know if she needed anything and she made a demand for cuddles!

While out with Ric, Cissy had bought this incredibly cute pair of teal pajamas that would carry her, hopefully, through the rest of her pregnancy, which she was wearing right now. They did a pretty good job of hiding the bump, however they did nothing at all to mask the fact that her breasts had already jumped up an entire cup size which had sort of been the point when she bought them. Of course that hadn't been with Xander in mind, but with someone else instead. If anything happened between them and she ended up spending the night at some point in time, she wanted to look sexy for him in spite of her current condition, and she felt like these pajamas did that, especially with how well they accentuated the color of her eyes.

Feet in slippers and pillow in hand, it was far easier to sneak around the dorms tonight than she had remembered it being in the past. Maybe all the security guards were busy right now. That was just as well. She didn't want to get into trouble even though she felt like she was doing nothing wrong. There was nothing that said that you couldn't spend time with your friends, even if your friends did all happen to be boys. It wasn't her fault she had little to nothing in common with girls.

The door to Xander's room was unlocked, just as he said it would be, and already there were explosions and titties on the tv screen. Cissy rolled her eyes when she entered. "Couldn't even wait for me to get here before starting the movie?" She pouted a little as she put her pillow down on his bed and then climbed in beside him. A smile graced her lips as she looked at him, which only seemed to accentuate that glow that came along with pregnancy. "Hi."

Who: Ric and Cissy
What: A friend date
Where: Starting in his office, then the mall and a movie
When: Sunset. Duh!

"I'm here!" Her presence was announced with flair as Cissy threw open the door to Ric's office and gave him her best superstar pose. She laughed then as she walked in and flopped down at the chair opposite of him, leaning back in a very un-ladylike way, her hand moving to rest upon her tummy which only seemed accentuated by clothes that were, yes, as she had previously stated, starting to get too tight.

"Bump, meet Ric. Ric, meet Bump." She remarked, and then smiled brightly. "Told you my clothes were too tight. Poor bump can't even breathe!" And then she added, with a twinkle in her eyes just because she knew what sort of reaction he'd have, "And a pregnant woman has no business wearing thongs." She waited for it and then she giggled.

"You almost ready? We're totally wasting the dark!"

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Evening
Where: Jonah's Apartment
What: Surprise!

It was Tuesday which meant that Jonah was going to be gone until at least a few minutes after six with the clubs that he managed that evening. This gave Cissy plenty of time to prepare the surprise she had made him. She had borrowed Ric's car to make a trip to the grocery store to get the supplies, slipped her way into Jonah's apartment quite easily, and she had prepared for him one of the best meals that would have ever touched his tongue, or at least she thought it was going to be, rather. It smelled simply to die for.

A generous portion of shrimp mezzaluna was tossed in a thick and creamy white wine sauce and accompanied by garlic bread sticks and a Salad complete with all the traditional Italian additives, peppers and olives and tomatoes and onion, tossed in homemade Italian dressing. It looked just as good as it smelled, the table set for two, candles lit in the center to make it a little more romantic since they couldn't exactly go out for a romantic dinner just yet, especially since she had no idea whether or not he had even spoke to Nox about the situation but she wasn't going to worry about that tonight. Tonight, she only wanted to focus on one thing, and that was reconnecting, possibly making the slightest bit of headway in this near disaster.

Wearing a soft blue sweater that enhanced the color of her eyes along with a light gray skirt, Cissy had waited until it was a few minutes after six before she had prepared the table. And now she was waiting in the living room, sitting on the sofa looking out the door and hoping that he wouldn't be much longer else it might get cold. It wasn't long until she heard footsteps, heavy and large, exactly the way that his were, approaching, and she felt the familiar feel of butterflies dancing around in her stomach. She stood up really quickly and began to fidget as she heard his keys start to unlock the door.

Who: Cissy, Frankie and Vinnie
When: 6pm
Where: Cissy's Room
What: Cissy has a bomb to drop.

Nervous. That was one word that could describe Cissy rather well right now. She was nervous about this. She was nervous about how they would respond, especially Vinnie, and nervous about just... telling a part of her family, making it all more real, official. Granted, telling Frankie and Vinnie wasn't going to be nearly as difficult as telling her father would be, but that didn't mean she was looking forward to any part of it really, or, well, she was, but she wasn't.

Cissy kept glancing at the clock as she sat there on her bed, chewing her lower lip at first before she resorted to chewing her nails. Her foot kept tapping against the floor until she finally shifted, folding both legs underneath her indian style upon the bed. Of course, it was only a moment or two after that that she heard a knock on her door which nearly made her jump right out of her skin.

On her feet in a hurry, Cissy practically ran to the door, flinging it open with such force that it nearly bounced off of the wall behind it. "Hey!" Her cheeks were flushed slightly and she was practically glowing and then it hit her and all the color left her face. "Come in. Sit. Be right back." That was all she could get out before she had to take off across the hall to the bathroom. Why did they call it morning sickness when it happened all day long?

Who: Jonah and Celia
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: Cissy just can't seem to stay out of the staff building today.

After signing off and sending a few emails to Frankie and Vinnie, Cissy put on her coat and her winter boots yet again and headed out into the cold. The snow wasn't letting up any so again it was the tunnels for her which really sort of creeped her out. But it was better than getting soaked like she always did in the snow. It usually melted on her because of the whole fire mage thing and then sometimes it would freeze back over and... Well it was just a mess and one she'd rather avoid, and did, by walking through those creepy ass tunnels.

Cissy had told Jonah fifteen but it had taken her twenty before she arrived at the door and knocked, shoving her hands down in her pockets and waiting. It was funny how just yesterday when she had made this trip, she had been so terrified, had felt so horrible and awkward, and today she felt like nothing had changed, like she was right back where she had been all those weeks ago when she had made this trip at least every other day to see him. The only difference between then and now was that now she was much more excited. Before, there had been all this uncertainty, all these questions without answers, and now... Well this was where she was supposed to be, where she wanted to be, and she didn't have to question that because she already had and this was the answer.

When the door to the apartment opened, a smile immediately found her lips, her face practically glowing, like it did with pregnant women, as well as from the flush to her cheeks left by the cold. "Hey handsome." She said softly, and then smiled even more. He really was handsome. He had the most beautiful smile, which she hoped to see today, at least once, but hopefully more than that, and she loved the unshaven line of his jaw. There was also the color of his eyes and the way they crinkled at the corners when he grinned, and the sound of his voice, the width of his shoulders, his height, and pretty much everything else.

Who: Cissy and Ric
When: Early Sunday Morning
Where: Ric's Apartment
What: Cissy has some news.

It was early. It seemed that Cissy was awake early every morning here lately. That was probably because she was sick most mornings, and afternoons and evenings too, but she didn't really mind it much, at least not in retrospect. She didn't like it when it was happening, but still, it wasn't that bad really. And it would pass before too much longer, at least that was what she had read. Once the first trimester was over, she wouldn't have to deal with that anymore. Of course the second trimester was when all the really fun stuff started happening but... she wasn't going to think about that right now.

But what she was thinking about was Ric. It felt like it had been forever since she had actually seen him face to face even though they talked fairly often. And she still hadn't told him about this which was, well, probably going to induce a heart attack. She had to tell him in person. She had to see the look on his face. And now was as good a time as any, right? It wasn't like he would really mind that much if she happened to wake him up.

After bundling up in her winter's best, Cissy decided to sneak into the tunnels to go to his apartment just because it was snowing rather hard and she didn't want to walk in it. It was just after sunrise when she arrived at his door, cheeks rosy in spite of taking the tunnel because it was quite cold in there too. And she was smiling. She seemed to do that a lot more over the past couple of days than she had the past few weeks before that.

Who: Hope and Jonah
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: The infirmary
What: Jonah has questions and Hope has answers.

She was a mess. She had known that she would be, but she didn't think that it was going to be quite so bad. And here it was, finals week, the last week before the holiday, and not only did she have her trip to worry about and finals to worry about but she had to find a place to live, which was no easy feat, get moved again, and pull herself together. It wasn't going to be easy. But she could do it. And she would do it. She didn't really have a choice in the matter.

Hope had been grateful for the phone call from Cissy, grateful to have something to do. She was to go the infirmary and one of the potential fathers was to meet her there. She had no idea who he was as Cissy didn't say, but he would find her, Cissy was going to call him, and she was to test his blood against the sample she'd taken from Miss Vallario and call her once she had some results. Great. Wonderful. She was glad to have something to focus on and glad that the girl had decided to talk to whoever this man was rather than asking Hope to take a sample under false pretenses.

While she was waiting, she was browsing the internet to look for a place to live. She was thinking that perhaps she should simply buy a house, but she wasn't sure if this was where she wanted to live for the rest of her life or not. She sighed, finding absolutely nothing that struck her fancy, and then looked up, hearing footsteps outside of her office door. A brow arched slightly and she couldn't hide the look of shock that took over her face. "Professor McIntyre..." Cissy could have at least warned her that he was a member of the staff.

Who: Cissy and Jonah
When: Saturday Morning
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: A much needed conversation.
Rated: Probably R for language

It was early, but Cissy knew Jonah well enough to know that he would already be awake. Most likely he was sipping on a hot mug of coffee or tea and reading the weekend edition of the local newspaper. If not that, then he was simply staring out the window, watching as the cold winter morning overtook the sky, feeling the ache of it in his joints, his knees especially.

He wasn't going to be happy to see her. That much she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt. But she had to see him, they needed to talk, she didn't want to just leave things the way that they had left them, and after talking to Wesley, she realized that, unlike most people from her past, he wasn't just letting go and moving on at the drop of a hat. Some small part of her was happy to hear that, some selfish part, but mostly, she felt horrible for it, and she wanted to give him the chance to say what he wanted to say, needed to, in order to move on. Or maybe this wasn't even about that at all. Maybe that was just her, yet again, trying to convince herself that she was a much better and much selfless person than she actually was.

Either way, they needed to talk. And she wasn't going to just message him or email him because that would be easy to ignore. And even though she would deserve it, that wouldn't get any of them anywhere. So bundled up in her winter's best, jeans, fur-lined Timberland boots, a pink cashmere sweater, and a pristine white parka, her cheeks rosey and nose red, she knocked upon Jonah's door and then glanced down at her feet, stomach doing flip flops as she waited.

Who: Hope and Cissy
When: Morning
Where: The Infirmary

"I need your help." Cissy had found the woman that she was looking for rather easily. She was in the lab, just as she had been told she would be, hunched over a microscope.

Hope started a little and then glanced over at her, a small smile gracing her lips. "Cissy, right?" She was one of Ric's friends. And she thought Blake was acquainted with her as well. "Come on in." She gestured, moving away from the microscope and wiping her hands on her lab coat. "What can I help you with?"

Cissy was slightly reluctant to enter the room, but she did so regardless, closing the door behind her. "So that whole.. patient/doctor confidentiality thing... That's withstanding here with you too, right?" She didn't want anyone to know about this, not until she was ready, or if she was wrong, not at all.

"Of course." Hope said softly, her tone polite and slightly cautious. "Did.. something happen?" Usually a conversation that started like this wasn't necessarily a good one.


( I thought it was just stress but... )

Who: Cissy, James, and Lyle
When: Friday Night
What: Hospital Break-in!
Where: The hospital. Duh!

( You guys need to relax. I mean, it's not like this is a prison or anything. )

Who: Jonah and Cissy
When: Very Late
Where: Jonah's apartment
What: Cissy has just returned from breaking into the hospital.

Dread. That was what she felt. And she wasn't used to that. She had never felt dread when it came to seeing Jonah before. But for the past couple of days, for whatever reason, his mood had been quite foul. And her announcing her intent to commit a crime hadn't really helped matters any. But she knew she was doing the right thing in going. And they had all gotten out just fine. No harm, no foul. And she felt better for being involved, even if she hadn't gotten to see Fisher personally. She had been there for James and for Lyle and that was important, damnit! And she was a little annoyed that Jonah had made her feel wrong for that.

It was around one in the morning when they finally pulled into the parking lot at TJS and Cissy said her goodbyes quickly before sneaking off into the night, like she always did these days, to make her way to Jonah's apartment. The thought crossed her mind briefly that she shouldn't even go there, that she should go somewhere else, like maybe to Ric's or to Wesley's, but that would only make things worse and that wasn't her intention at all. So she made her way to Jonah's place to face the music, a deep breath inhaled before she let herself in.

"Hey." Cissy said simply, closing the door and locking it behind her. Jonah was right there waiting, in the living room, like she had expected he would be but had hoped that he wouldn't. She felt almost like a teenager again or something, sneaking into the house late at night trying not to get caught only to find her parents waiting for her. It wasn't exactly a pleasant feeling. "I told you I'd be fine." She added as she leaned down to tug off her boots, having already placed her phone, wallet, and keys onto the table nearby the door.