Born Phlebotomist [Complete✔]

Death Dealers

Theme song: "Cupid" by Victoria Monet

Omniscient POV

After consoling King and helping him pry his way back into he and Lavender's room, Laurent creeps his thoroughly exhausted body into he and Winter's room. Smiling he finds her in what looks like to be a peaceful sleep. She lays beautiful and pregnant in nothing, but a sports bra, panties, and his open dress shirt. Undressing quietly he slips into the bed with her.

Taking one last peek at the clock, it's 11:00pm. He realizes he's been gone since 4;00pm this afternoon. It didn't even seem like he was gone for seven hours. But then his guilt begins consuming him. He left his melancholy three months pregnant wife alone, for hours. Kissing her softly, he wraps her in his arms. Feeling his body press to her, Winter cuddles deeper into his grasp. Letting the sounds of her soft breathing lull his tired mind, Laurent falls asleep in no time.

As Winter lays sleeping, the dreams of Kingston start again. At first it's as though everything is on repeat. Stuck in a loop of watching him be born in a statue like state. Everything playing so slowly to embed the trauma deeply in her mind. So on the third day time stopped, or so it seemed.

At 3 o'clock in the morning Winter's eyes popped open like antique doll eyes. Sitting up her eyes blinking rapidly to adjust to the dim lighting of she and Laurent's bedroom. Slipping out the bed Winter rummages around for a pen and paper. Once finding them, she scribbles down as much as she can remember before it escapes her mind; like trying to catch air in a butterfly net.

"Mama, what's wrong?" Sleep coating Laurent's voice as he stretches and sits up. Absolutely exhausted still, he looks at the clock to see it's 3:03 in the morning. "Bay-bay, come back to bed. Please you need to rest."

"No, I can't! I can't! I have to do this! It will work!"

"Mama what? You're not making any sense. What is going on?" Rubbing his eyes, Laurent watches Winter zip around like a mad woman. "Winter!" Ignoring him she continues running around mumbling incoherent words to herself. "WINTER!" Laurent yells to catch her attention.

"I have to do this! I have to save Kingston! Please I don't have the time to play around!"

Getting out of the bed, Laurent walks over to Winter and places his hands on her shoulders, to hinder her movements.

"Mama, he's gone. I'm sorry, but he's gone."

"No, no. No he's not!" Shaking her head frantically Winter refutes Laurent's words.

"Yes, mama. He is. I know you really torn up about it, but we've done all we can. Even my maw and me. We tri-."

"No! Lavender said she didn't want to use shadow magic! y'all shouldn't have done that! God I have to go! I hope you didn't taint it!" Wiggling from his grasp, Winter runs into the closet to get dressed.

Pulling on a red t-shirt dress, jean jacket, and sneakers she rushes out the closet.

Grabbing her note pad, before trying to leave the room, Laurent holds her arm stopping her yet again.

"Where are you going?!"

"To save my nephew! After today it won't work! Let me go, please!"

"Winter, he's dead! He was NEVER alive! There's nothing to save, bay-bay!" Laurent's words like harsh cold water being thrown in her face. Blinking back her tears, she pushes his hand off of her.

"Move. Now." Her calm low voice, eerie. The sound literally sending chills down Laurent's spine.

"Win-."

"Don't say another thing or you will regret it." Seething with anger, Winter storms out of their room.

Walking as fast as she can she makes it through the tunnel and to King and Lavender's house. Banging on the door, she completely forgets all about the keypad. Opening the door slowly, King peeks out at her.

"Wi-Winnie? What's the ma-."

"King, where are Lavender and Kingston?!"

"Lil mama, plea-."

"KING! Where are they?! Please!"

Searching Winter's face, King can sense her urgency.

"They're up in the guest room on the third flo-."

Before he can even finish answering, Winter rushes past him and heads into the elevator. Not waiting for the elevator or taking the stairs, King scales the glass banister of the marvelous penthouse staircase. Barely paying attention, Winter slams straight into King as the elevator doors open.

"What the fu-!" King grabs her before she goes crashing to the floor. "How the hell?!"

"I'm a vamp, remember? I climbed." He chuckles lightly.

"Ohh, yeah! Well help me get to them, now!" Grabbing his hand she allows him to pull her to the guest room they're in. Opening the door slowly, Winter can't see a thing in the pitch black room.

"Lavi? Lavi, it's me boo." winter calls into the darkness softly.

"She ain't spoken since, um.." King trails off.

"It's ok." Winter rubs his hand.

Turning on the flashlight to her phone, she ventures into the room. Her heart shattering even more as her eyes fall upon her destroyed best friend. Walking over, she sits next to Lavender. Who doesn't even acknowledge her presence. Even though her eyes are open.

"Hey, lovey. It's me." Stroking her cheek, Winter pushes Lavender's disheveled hair out of her face. "Lavi, we gotta get you to your bedroom, honey." Trying to sulk into herself, Lavender reduces her shoulders down. "I know you hear me, Lavender Iman Phan. Don't play with me. We have work to do." Still ignoring Winter, Lavender keeps her eyes trained on Kingston's bassinet. "Ok." Is all Winter says as she touches Lavender and a white flash of light zaps out of her hand and through Lavender's back.

"FUCK!" Lavender weakly screams.

"Get up!" Winter yells as she begins pulling Lavender up.

"Winter, leave me alone!" Lavender barely blurts out before the tears start.

"Good! Cry! Scream! Do something, Lavi! Please, he needs you strong!"

"Leave m-me alone! H-he's gone! God doesn't hear me, Lilith won't listen. They took my baby! They took my reason for living! I just want to die and be with him, Winnie please! Just let me be with him!"

"Get up! Now! I'm not gonna tell you again!"

"Go the fuck awaaaaaaayyyyyyyy!" Lavender yells in an ear piercing siren scream. Clasping their hands over their ears, King and Winter wait for her to stop as she collapses back onto the bed.