June 24, 2017

Raven: Week Thirty-Five, Day Seven

Raven scowled at the number on her phone as she hid in the sitting room, as far from Daryl as she could manage. He was already worried about her because of her little temper tantrum with the TV.  Every time he looked at her, he telegraphed his concern loud and clear!  His usefulness as a baby caregiver and a cover was slowly starting to grate...

If only her idiot father hadn't smeared her pictures all over the evening news!  The Black-Wolff Widow was splashed across all the headlines.  What was he thinking?!

She stabbed the 'call' button and impatiently waited as the phone rang.
She heard her pick up and Raven's mood sunk even lower.  "Hello?" the bitch asked, sickly sweet as sugar.

"It's me," she snapped angrily.  "Leave me alone!"

She heard her gasp. "Lacie! Oh, my plumbbob!"  Her sister's response became muffled, as though she were holding her hand over the mouthpiece.  "DAD! It's Lacie!"

Raven scowled.  "LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" she hissed, hanging up the phone quickly, before her father could reach the phone.

As if she wanted anything to do with her bleeding heart family.  She scowled angrily at that thought.  NO! They weren't her family.  They were Lacie's family!  And Lacie was dead.  DEAD!

Fuming, she stomped her foot on the floor.  Her father was ruining everything for her!  Everything!  

She fought the urge to throw her cell phone across the room.  That would be too hard to explain to Daryl...

"Babe?" Daryl called out, pausing a moment to see if he could hear her in the quiet house.  "You okay?"

No answer.

He could've sworn he heard her yelling.

Ever since they'd found out she was pregnant again, Raven had been acting... off...    Understatement of the year, he thought with a sigh.  He'd found her muttering to herself angrily a number of times and she absolutely refused to fix the TV, nearly losing it when he'd suggested they call out the repairman.  She also didn't want to leave the house.  Not for prenatal appointments, not for movies out.  It was almost like she was scared to step outside...

He cocked his head, listening.  He'd heard movement from the sitting room on the second floor. 
 "Babe?" he called again, hurrying up the stairs. 

Cautiously, he poked his head in the door, just in time to see her slip her phone in his pocket.  "Hey babe, you okay in here?" he asked, trying hard to sound light-hearted.

Raven grimaced at the untimely interruption.  The last thing she wanted to do was have Daryl fawning over her!
"I'm fine!" she responded, her voice hard as flint.  "I'm not some weakling that needs to be watched over!" she snapped angrily, turning around to pin with him a piercing glare.

Daryl nodded, attempting to placating her.  "I know, babe. I know!"  He'd found that she was hard to talk to when she was in this mood. Nothing he said right now was going to go over well.
Unable to meet her eye, he lowered his gaze to the little belly bump that couldn't really be seen unless you knew it was there.  "And how's my little girl this morning?" he asked, reaching out to lay his hand on her belly.

Raven smirked.  "How do you know it's a girl?" she asked, crossing her arms.

Daryl looked back up, a smile lingering on his lips.  "Well, we already have a son.  A little girl would be perfect," he told her.  "A beautiful little girl with your pretty eyes!"

"Well, that's not the way simbiology works!" she snapped, frustrated again with him.  Why did he have to be so... so... simple!  
"Come out with Onyx and I to the town fair," he asked her suddenly.  "It'll do us all good to get out in the sunshine!  We can stop for ice cream on the way home!"

Raven started to shake her head.  "No, I don't want to go out in public."

"Just for a little bit, then we'll come home," he pressed.  "I really wanted to get a family picture."

Raven thought of the family pictures lining the wall in Sunset Valley with a pang and allowed herself to be persuaded.

"Fine. But we leave when I say we leave!"

Thankfully the fair was pretty empty.  They grabbed the family photo, Raven complaining the entire time, and then wandered around. 
"Ugh! This place is so boring!" Raven bitterly complained, casting a bored look around the fair. 

Daryl pulled a book of the diaper bag.  "I'll hang out here with Onyx and catch up on this pregnancy book.  Do you want to sit with us?"

Raven scoffed.  She could've told him not to waste his time on that drivel!  Pregnancy books told you nothing about being pregnant!   "No!" she said with a huff.  She looked around him, searching for anything else to do.  "I'm going to go get some food." 
Daryl let his breath out slowly after Raven stormed off in the direction of the food vendors.  It must be the pregnancy hormones that were making Raven so unreasonable.  Sometimes he felt like he didn't recognize her anymore.

It would be better after their child was born, he thought, full of hope.  Hopefully the baby would change everything!

Raven approached the food vendor, suddenly ravenous.  She'd had more cravings with this pregnancy than the last one.  She desperately wanted a peanut butter banana sandwich.  You wouldn't think that would be that hard to make, but her idiot husband couldn't even manage that.  He offered her a peanut butter jelly sandwich!  If that was what she wanted, she would have made it herself! she thought with frustration.  Sometimes she was so disgusted with him she could just kill him!
 She settled on some chili cheese fries and headed to the picnic table to eat.

He watched her from across the way, riveted by the sight of her, as always.  The past few months had been hell.

I should just go home, he tried to convince himself.  But, he was already striding towards her, as though pulled by some unknown force.

It should have disturbed him.  He was a principled man that depended upon wit and logic, not superstition and emotion.

But there was just something about her..
He slid into the seat across from her.  "Raven," he breathed in greeting, his eyes darting across her face, taking in her beauty.  If anything, she looked even more beautiful than the last time he'd seen her.  There was almost a glow about her...
Raven choked on her food, surprised by Nathan's sudden appearance.  She gasped with surprise, glancing over his shoulder.  "What are you doing here?" she whispered.

"I've missed you," he told her simply. 
Raven narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips as she gazed at him, as though she were searching the very depths of his soul.  It made him slightly uncomfortable, wondering what it was that she might see.  A weak man, he thought with self-disgust.

Then, after only seconds, her face cleared as she smiled seductively at him.  "I've missed you, too" she admitted in that husky, sultry voice.

Nathan breathed with relief.  He'd thought he'd ruined everything because he'd bungled the morning after.  In his defense, her unexpected pregnancy had thrown him off...  as well as the urn...

"Can I see you again?" he asked.

Raven glanced behind him, towards the fountain once again before meeting his gaze.  "I'm with someone else," she told him hesitantly.

Nathan squeezed his eyes shut with defeat.  "I know," he admitted heavily.  "Is it serious?"

"I'm pregnant," she said slowly, gauging his reaction.

Nathan felt the words hit with the force of a physical blow.  She'd moved on.  He jerked to his feet.

Raven scurried out of her chair quickly, glancing behind him again.  "Wait!" she called out softly, reaching her hand out to stop him.
He stopped, squeezing his eyes shut and waited... hoping... desperate... wanting...
Raven hedged, biting that pouty, kissable bottom lip.  "I made a mistake..." she whispered, a glint in her eyes. "Can we talk sometime? Maybe at your house?" she suggested with another glance over her shoulder.

Nathan's shoulders dropped.  He knew what she was suggesting and it finally dawned on him why she kept glancing over her back. He glanced behind him and saw the man with the baby at the fountain.  Her husband.

But he already knew his course of action.

He nodded, quick, concise and irrevocable.

It was the hardest thing she'd done in ages - walking away from Nathan with his need and desire thrumming in her head.  She'd chosen Daryl because he was easier to control and would care for the mewling baby and help her blend into the community.  But something about Nathan set her on fire.

"I'm ready to go," she snapped.

Daryl nodded, glancing up with a smile.  "Sure, just let me finish this page..."

She folded her arms across her chest and frowned.  "You said we would go home when I chose!" she hissed angrily.  "And I want to go home, now!" She could feel Nathan's pensive gaze following her every movement.
Daryl anxiously fumbled with the pregnancy book, trying to put it away as quickly as possible.  She could feel his confusion and his tender butt-hurt feelings.

Getting him out of the house would be easy!

As we walked away, she glanced behind and her eyes made contact with Nathan.

Soon, her eyes promised him with a little smile.

"You deserve a day off," Raven said as Daryl laid Onyx in his crib.  "You've been taking such good care of the kid and I."

Daryl chuckled.  It seemed to amuse him when she called the kid anything other than his name.  He seemed to think she was being cute.  Really, she just thought the kid was a helpless drain on her life.  She'd never wanted to be a mother and soon she would have two brats well before she was even twenty.

He turned to face me.  "I don't know..." he hesitated.  Raven could feel him grappling between his need to work on his craptastic book and his desire to be there for her.

She forced a smile to her face.  "Really, I'm fine," she promised.  Just go. Just go. Just go, she chanted in her head.

"Seriously, go!" she snapped, struggling to rein her temper in.  "I mean, I could use some time to myself."

Daryl swallowed thickly and nodded hesitantly.  "Okay, sounds good," he said with false cheer.  "I'll head down to the cafe and work on my book."

Raven nodded, all but shooing him from the nursery.  "Great. Go! Have fun!" 
He'd already made it out of the room when he turned around quickly and pressed a kiss on her lips.  "I'll see you in a few hours, babe."
"Take your time!" Raven called after him with a smirk.

Daryl felt guilty as he settled down at the table in the Lonely Literary Cafe and opened up his work in progress.  Since meeting Raven, he'd really struggled with writers' block.  He thought that it must be because of all the life changes he was going through. 

He took a sip of his chai tea, then took a deep, clearing breath.  Opening his eyes, he drummed his fingers lightly on the keyboard.  So far, his main character, Roland, had just discovered the woman he was entranced by was actually a werewolf. 

And that was where his story was stuck.  For some reason, he was having trouble encouraging Roland to enter Theresa's world of werewolf intrigue.  He kept cautiously hanging back on the fringe of something more.

As he re-read the draft, trying to sink into his story, it struck him how much Roland's love interest reflected Raven...

He sunk his head into his hands. 

"Come in," Nathan said nervously after answering the door.  His gaze dropped to the baby in her arms.
He glanced away, uncomfortable.  Raven could sense his indecision, then smiled, knowing that his desire was greater than his misgivings.  "I just can't stay away," he said under his breath, miserably.

"There's something I have to tell you," she said softly, licking her lips.

He nodded, leading her into his kitchen. 

 Unable to work on his book, he'd headed outside and agonized over his relationship.  Remembering that he'd tucked the pregnancy book into his laptop bag, he pulled it out to finish.

Reaching for his hands,  Raven forced a tear from her eye, telling him how scared she'd been to be a single mother, finding herself pregnant shortly after being widowed.  He'd hurt her after yelling at her the morning after they'd made love so she'd turned to another man. 

She lowered her lashes.  "But I made a horrible mistake," she whispered.

Hope flared in Nathan's eyes.

It didn't take much convincing to find herself wrapped in his strong arms.

After all, you never knew when you might need an Option B.

Darryl shut the book with a heady sense of peace.  The pregnancy book had a chapter devoted to a woman's surge of hormones during pregnancy.  That must be why Raven had been acting so erratically! he thought, closing his eyes with relief.

"I've got to get home!" he said under his breath as he jumped up and hurried to catch a cab.  He'd been worried about their relationship and considering a divorce.  He wanted to kick himself!  But, it was just a normal stage of pregnancy!

"Can you go any faster?" Daryl asked the cab driver. 

The cab driver scoffed and threw a disgusted look over his shoulder.  "It's storming out there and you want me to go faster?  Plumbbob, they don't pay me enough for this job!"  he muttered under his breath.

Daryl sunk back in his seat and waited anxiously.
The moment they stopped in front of their home, he threw some cash at the cabbie and darted inside.  The front gate banged shut behind him.

He flew inside.  "Raven?" he called out, listening.

He didn't hear any movement that would indicate where she was.   The house felt empty and quiet.  He began to worry.  Did she leave him?  Is that why she'd wanted him out of the house?  His stomach clenched with fear.
"Raven?"  he called again as he raced up the steps.
He burst into the bedroom and let out a relieved breath.  She didn't leave him!  He gazed at her, thinking what an angel she looked like as she slept. 
Raven's eyelids fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes, peering up at him in feigned confusion.  "Daryl?" she said huskily.  "What's wrong?' 

The truth of the matter is that she'd just gotten home and threw herself into bed when she heard the front door slam open. 

"I'm sorry I woke you...  I just wanted to tell you that I lo..." he said haltingly.  He paused when he heard Onyx crying upstairs. 

Raven rolled back to her side and closed her eyes tightly.  Daryl's thoughts were bouncing off the walls, making her feel strangled.  "Will you get him?" she asked, waving him from the room.  After spending the afternoon with Nathan, Daryl's neediness seemed stifling.

"Of course," Daryl nodded, slipping from the room silently, hoping Raven would be able to slip back to sleep.

Daryl hurried up the stairs to the nursery.
"Hey little man," he said in greeting to his stepson as he entered the room.  "Mama's sleeping, shhh..."

Onyx turned at his voice.  "Da!" he called out happily.  "Da! Da!"
Daryl grinned widely.  He scooped Onyx into his arms and tossed him in the air a few times.  "Did you have a good afternoon with mama?"

Onyx laughed as he flew up in the air.  He started babbling about his day in incomprehensible snippets.  

"Oh! Sounds like fun!" Daryl murmured in response.  "Time for bed, little man."

"NOOOOO!" Onyx protested loudly.
Daryl chuckled.  "Shhh, mama's sleeping," he said, slipping Onyx into his pajamas.  "And it's time to get some sleep."

He settled Onyx into the crib and kissed the top of his head.  "Sleep well, little man."

After peeking in on Raven and finding her fast asleep, Daryl headed into the study.  He browsed the internet, looking up recent news.  He shook his head when he saw the articles about the run-away Black-Wolff Widow.  He hoped she was found soon.  Sounded like she needed some serious meds...
He scrolled past the pictures to the Politics section, then stopped suddenly.  Something in the picture had caught his eye.  Scrolling back up, he clicked on the image of Lacie Black-Wolff to enlarge the image.

His eyes widened when he found himself staring back at a blonde Raven.  As blonde as Onyx...

Clicking the back button, he selected the article, delving into the mystery of the Black-Wolff Widow and working out a timeline...


  1. I'm wondering if Nathan would've tolerated Ravens tempertantrums as well as Daryl does. But now I'm worried that she's going to kill him or something. Especially since he might figure out that Raven is Lacie.

    Atleast Onyx is cute, and very very blonde

    1. You're right. I can't see Nathan tolerating Raven's temper tantrums as well as Daryl! I think you're right to be worried about him. Raven is one scary lady!

      Dun.. dun.. DUN....

  2. Ugh. I hope Darryl leaves her before things get any worse for him- she doesn't deserve him! And if she knows that Darryl has discovered her past identity... yeah he just needs to leave ASAP.

    1. She definitely doesn't deserve him. Poor Daryl! His best bet is to get the heck out of Dodge!

    2. If that's his best bet he's not going to do it, is he? >.>

  3. At least Daryl put a blanket down before putting Onyx on the ground! He's such a good sim dad. he's also a saint for putting up with "Raven." Though I guess he isn't that deeply in love with her, based on his book--his writer's block could come from his own conflicted feelings, right? I hope he figures out the mystery and remains alive. I'm seriously concerned about his safety.

    1. Lol. I was really disappointed the kids can't just sit in the stroller like they do in the highchair.

      He is a saint for putting up with Raven, although I think he's a little bit clueless!

      Daryl certainly *thinks* he loves her. Hopefully he'll get his eyes all the way open quickly!

  4. Yes, Daryl, she does need med! And as soon as that baby's born you need to grab the kid and run! Fast, before its too late!


    1. Lol. That's right! Grab that kid and go! :)

  5. Ugh, poor Daryl. No, it is not the pregnancy hormones! Lacie is having a very hard time keeping up pretending during her pregnancy. She's letting her true colors show through!

    I wonder if Nathan would be able to handle her.

    1. I think having her Dad looking for her has her more upset than the pregnancy hormones. It's a kink in her plans that she wasn't expecting & can't control.

      We know that Daryl can't handle her. I can't see Nathan handling her well, either. We'll have to see how that plays out!

  6. Wow this is getting so interesting! And you really had me thinking he'd catch her with Nathan, great lead up. I'm on the worried for Daryl team too.

    1. That would've been awful for him to catch her with Nathan! Although, it probably would've been best for Daryl in the long-run!

      Not gonna lie - I'm on team worried-for-Daryl, too!