Stay With Me

21

Vanessa groaned loudly as she shifted uncomfortably in her chair once more. They had been sitting in the waiting room over an hour waiting for the doctor to come and get them. She watched as Dead wrote down more lyrics around a drawing he had done in the first half hour they had been sitting there. While she couldn't see all of the picture, she could almost make out what looked like a Victorian style house with something written above it. She almost wished he would go to art school like he wanted, be a comic book designer and make something with his art.

Resting her head against his shoulder, she closed her eyes as she took in his scent. Something about just being so close to him calmed her, knowing that if she were to touch him he wouldn't vanish into thin air like in her dreams. It scared her to death, the thought of this all being one big dream. True it hadn't really been that long since she had been here with him, hell there were things she still didn't really know about him, but she knew she loved him. Through everything she had ever read about him, had seen about him for herself, had her loving him even more.

He wasn't perfect by any means, but he tried his hardest to let her in; tried to let down his guard around her. She would have been lying if she said it didn't frustrate her every now and then how defensive he could be or how his anger came out all at once, but then she remembered the life he had. Euronymous treated him like complete crap, he had moved away from his family for the band, and was almost killed. She couldn't expect it all to go away just because they were together.

Nuzzling against his neck, she watched as he put the notebook into his jacket pocket before wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Her gaze shifted over to Melanie and Hellhammer, both of them quietly reading some books from the table beside them. Vanessa couldn't help but smile at the sight. She knew Melanie practically adored the drummer, and there was very little doubt that he didn't feel the same; she was happy for the two of them. Maybe they would get married one day and have kids.

"Pardon me," started a man as he approached them. "My name is Dr. Henrik Vignes, are you Mr. and Mrs. Ohlin?"

Dead forced a smile as nodded. "Yes."

"Excellent, please follow me and I will inform you of the results."

Vanessa stiffened as they followed the dark haired man down the hallway, her mind wondering if she was about to be told the news she feared the most.

Thankfully, the room they entered wasn't nearly as emotionless as the one she had seen in her nightmares. The walls, instead of stark white, were painted in a soft blue with various pictures decorating each of the walls along with a few degrees hung behind the very cluttered desk.

"Please excuse the mess," Vignes apologized. "It has been a very hectic day and I have not had much time to finish my paperwork. Have a seat!"

Leading her over to one of the dark grey chairs, Vanessa and Dead sat down.

"Now, I know how this must feel right now being taken into a more private area. I assure you that this is not a negative conversation, I simply value the privacy of each of my patients. Now then, Mrs. Ohlin, the tests have all concluded that you are not pregnant. I do, however, recommend being a bit safer going forward. Were either of you expecting anything different today?"

Vanessa quickly shook her head. "This is actually what we were hoping to hear. Neither of us are in the right place to have kids right now and my...husband is about to start touring with his band soon, so this is good news."

Dead nodded in agreement, letting out the breath he had been holding in. "Thank you, Dr. Vignes."

"My pleasure. Please, if there's anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to call my office."