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[Deklan Douglas Davenport]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! The past few days things have been heading in a downwards spiral and a fast one at that. He couldn't believe the things that have happened with the little beaniepie, and how she was no in the hospital . Deklan always has been like a daddy to her in some sort of way, and he had went up to visit her only to be told that Chey had stormed off in Tears, and he thought about staying with the beanie who was alseep and was in good hands so Deklan decided to take off and go find her momma, which of course when things get rough and stressful and when Chey is upset where does she go? SIMPLE ANSWER A BAR. Deklan hoped in his car, he drove to the closet bar, and who does he find? The one and only Chey Winchester the person he had been searching out, she was sat in a booth with her drinks, and looked like she may have had a few already, and he frowned to himself and headed over towards her leaning down besides where she was sat to make her look at him.. " Shhhhhhh Chey, everything will be okay... things will work out they always do. Jessica will be okay. I promise." even if it was a lie he would do his best to make the little beanie girl be all right. " It will be okay,." he kept repeating. " what happened?" he asked shushing hers still in a comforting way. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Chevrolet Winchester]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! It wasn't like Chey to run away. Normally she was so good at keeping her cool exterior to the outside world, but today? Today she couldn't take it any more. After everything, all the hell, all the heartache, this couldn't be it. She couldn't lose her. Not her little girl. She was the one little ray of hope shining at the end of that tunnel. The words 'only chance' and 'nothing else we can do' are probably the hardest thing for a mother to hear. She couldn't stand it. She couldn't stand the idea of that little piece of perfection being stolen away from her. It wasn't fair. It wasn't right. She knew Deklan was on his way and figured he'd stay with her and she had Prim. God bless Primrose Thatcher. Chevrolet was drinking the scotch by the bottle. It was cheaper and easier to purchase the bottle and tuck yourself away from the world. The once full bottle was nearly half empty, which for the petite young thing was enough to make it hard for her to see and feel a bit woozy, but weirdly enough, wasn't enough to have her falling all over the place and throwing her guts up. Guess 5 years of drinking like its going out of fashion does this to a girl. Chey heard a voice beside her and blinked away the tears as she turned to see Deklan. Where did he come from? Did she call him? No she was sure she didn't. She didn't even tell Prim where she was going. His words should have been comforting, but they weren't. Instead the floods of tears came harder and faster. "No Deklan, you don't get it... She's not gonna be okay... We don't have a match.... All they can do is 'maintain' her. She'll probably have little quality of life and god knows how long she'll even live! I can put her on a transplant list but.... her chances are low Dek." A hard sob escaped her. It was enough to send the pain rippling through her entire body. "I can't lose her. I just got her back. This is punishment!!! I'm being punished!! She's paying for my mistakes!!!" #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Deklan Douglas Davenport]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! The past few days things have been heading in a downwards spiral and a fast one at that. He couldn't believe the things that have happened with the little beaniepie, and how she was no in the hospital . Deklan always has been like a daddy to her in some sort of way, and he had went up to visit her only to be told that Chey had stormed off in Tears, and he thought about staying with the beanie who was alseep and was in good hands so Deklan decided to take off and go find her momma, which of course when things get rough and stressful and when Chey is upset where does she go? SIMPLE ANSWER A BAR. Deklan hoped in his car, he drove to the closet bar, and who does he find? The one and only Chey Winchester the person he had been searching out, she was sat in a booth with her drinks, and looked like she may have had a few already, and he frowned to himself and headed over towards her leaning down besides where she was sat to make her look at him.. " Shhhhhhh Chey, everything will be okay... things will work out they always do. Jessica will be okay. I promise." even if it was a lie he would do his best to make the little beanie girl be all right. " It will be okay,." he kept repeating. " what happened?" he asked shushing hers still in a comforting way. He knew Chey too well to know where she would be. If she wasn't at the nearest bar he wouldn't have had the slightest clue where she would be, and there she had been with the bottle, she was drinking herself silly while she should be with Jessica. Didn't she know that is where she should be? It had to be bad if she was here and he had tried to comfort her like he always did. When the words spewed out of her mouth he blinked at her. He had hope that she would be okay and he seriously would do anything he could to make her right. Truth be told Deklan would give up his own life for that little girl if he had the choice. Chey was telling him now that they didn't have a match. So Craig hadn't been a match it made his face fall a little more, Deklan was biting his own lip on the inside. He had to stay strong for Chey and the beanie who was in the hospital. " We can put her on the list, Chey. Don't count her out just yet. She is a strong and stubborn little girl just like her momma. Don't count her out... Life is full of wonders. Things could turn around just you wait..." He had said trying to sooth her again. Sure, maybe they all were being punished, but this would make them stronger and better right.. Jessica couldn't die right? He had to have faith that she would be okay and that there was a brigther picture even if Chey's was dark and disturbed and she was worried things would go down the drain fast and that Jessica would have a poor quility life. If she was going to die and they couldn't find a donor then they would just make what she has left the best time of her life eh? " Come on now freckles, don't think like that." he said taking her hand, and brushed his other to wipe them tears away. He was trying his best to console and comfort her, but seemed to be failing miserably . " You're not going to find the answers to this at the bottom of that bottle you know." Chey did seemed to have a problem when it came to the drink. " What about seeing if anyone else in your family is a match?" he was trying to be logical, but probably wasn't helping the cause at all. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Chevrolet Winchester]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! Chey wanted to be strong. She knew it was what she was best at. She knew it was pretty much all she could do for Jessica at the moment. So why couldn't she be strong?? "When the doctors look at you, and they feel sorry for you.... you have no chance Deklan. Craig's still pulling his I'm not her dad shit and I'm not a match. Its over...." She was embracing every touch he offered completely but she couldn't keep herself calm. Not a single touch seemed to help. She just needed one thing. One glimmer of hope and she could do it. If her girl had a chance, that would be enough. Deklan asked about anyone else in her family and a small shrug left her. "It's possible, but unlikely. They'd more likely match me.... Besides... Ryder's dying and just got married.... Ben's off god knows where.... Mom's still having a break down.... And I wouldn't be able to put my dad in that position. Besides... Winchester family reunion at the hospital? Just askin' for trouble." Chey wiped at her eyes, smudging mascara across her face. She felt so helpless, so pathetic. She was glad that Deklan was here. Her whole life there'd only been one person that could pick her up, that could make the pain go away. She never thought she'd find that again but in Deklan, she did. She never understood why but for some reason she felt unable to even question it. She didn't undestand her relationship with him. Everyone else saw what was going on better than she ever had, but she was blind enough to shoot them down every time. They were just best friends....... apparently. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Deklan Douglas Davenport]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! Deklan knew she would want to try to be strong for jessica, but she wasn't doing so right now because there was no silver linging glitter of hope that she seen, and he was trying to make her see there could be one it could be possible, and when he asked about her family she shrugged her shoulders and told him the sob story about what is going on with them, and how craig is saying he is not her father. " What the hell how could he not be her father. What a tool. I can't believe i was friends with that dude. " he siad with a sigh. What could they do? What was left to do besides the list? She had smudged mascara all over her face, deklan pulled a napking off the table and brought it to her face to wipe it. " Come on, Chey. It is time to put that bottle to bed, and come with me to see Jessica? That bottle isn't going to solve things." he told her, " I am here now, we will think of something and we need you with a clear and straight mind," It was true he needed her with a clear and concious mind and he would throw that bottle away if he had to, he continued to try to wipe the mascara away and comfort her. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Chevrolet Winchester]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! She didn't know what she did to deserve all this. To deserve Deklan. More importantly, she sure as hell didn't know what she'd do without him. She couldn't seem to form words to say anything to him. She wanted to agree that Craig was the biggest dick on the planet, she wanted to agree they should go see Jessica and race off to see her and she wanted to be able to say 'I know the bottle solves nothing and I dont need it.' But she couldn't say any of those things. Instead, as his hand moved away from her face in another attempt to wipe the mascara off her face, Chey's arms outstretched towards him and she let them slide around his shoulders. Her body gently slipped off the chair and into his lap, feeling weightless as her torso slid to reach his. Still sobbing all Chey could do was let out a weak pathetic whisper. "I'm so scared, Deklan!" She couldn't go through the rest of her life if she lost Jessica. She knew this. That girl was all she had. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Deklan Douglas Davenport]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! He was doing his best trying to clean the mascara off her face. He has always held her when she cried since he had known her, and he didn't like her suffering like this. He hated it, he would do anything he could to make it all stop, but what could he do? Sell his soul? yeah, he heard about soul selling and she would kill him if he did that she is already losing her brother to such deal. He had been trying to clean her face and in a blink of an eye her arms slipped around his shoulders, and him onto the floor as she sat on his lap, and cried on him, but this felt like something that happened before. She had murmmered a small whimper telling him that she is so scared, he absent mindedly brushed his hands threw her hair, and tried to shhh her, again, before moving his hands to her bum in attempt to stand up to sit at the booth, because this had to be a scene eh? Them on the floor and her crying on him As he stood up her legs wrapped around him this seriously seemed familiar to him. He closed his eyes to think, why did this feel familiar. The smell of tears mixed with booze, her in his arms, music in the background? Then like a bomb going off in his head like a wall a memory he tried to keep buried resurfaced. Chey and him had sex at a party one night after she and craig had done their splitting up and stuff.. It had been an emotional night and things had happened and he tried to block the pain away, she had always been one he could never have being his best freinds girl, and all, but what if he is the father of Jessica? He had always acted like her daddy, and had been more of a daddy and there with Chey when she was pregnant and while Craig was off getting his rocks off with random chicks..." Chey, everything will be all right." he said to her, he was still trying to process that nights events, but he thinks they had got it on, and maybe he is the father, but should he tell her? Should he? What if she thinks it was lies or something to get her to see Jessica. He had to poke his memories more, the answer had to be there right? #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Chevrolet Winchester]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! It was like a natural reflex for Chey's legs to wrap around Deklan as he lifted her. Even his hands on her ass felt right. God it felt so right. Something inside her said that she SHOULD wish it didn't, but she couldn't even wish that. She couldn't wish away something THIS right. As she held onto him and settled down into his lap as he sat, she couldn't help but wonder why this felt SO familiar. Clearly he'd worked out more than she had, but slowly and surely it was all building up in her head once again. The thing that brought it all flooding back to her though? His words. As she heard them, she sniffed in the tears and pulled her body back slightly to look at him through the hair falling in her face. "What did you just say?" She blinked through the confusion as her brain tried to piece together the puzzle of her memory. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Deklan Douglas Davenport]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! He had settled with her on his lap things seemed natural like no biggie they do this all the time rightness that could be felt, and he tried to bunch the memories of that night together, before they all flooded back he had told her that things would be okay, he had a feeliing they would be she best know he wouldn't let the little bean die without a hell of a fight he would do whatever he could for her. How could he not he had always loved her like his own, and the memories of one night they shared exploded from the wall he stuck it behind . He had wanted to forget.. he didn't want the pain that would be asssociated with when she got back with Craig. Deklan couldn't deal. He had to push the love for her away, he had known then it wouldn't have lasted, but now he might be her father and what if he was? If he was maybe he would match. Dek brushed her hair out of her face and stroked her cheek. Sher was trying to piece things you could tell by the confussion written on her face right then and there. " I want to take a test to see if I am her father, Chey. I know it sounds a little weird, but trust me." he told her stroking her chin, did she remember that night or was she going to freak... maybe craig is right he wasn't the daddy. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[Chevrolet Winchester]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! Normally, if Deklan had told Chey he wanted a DNA test to see if he was Jessica's dad, she would have laughed and thought he was crazy. Yet instead, her eyes continued to blink as she moved her face forward towards his. She nodded her head as her lips approached his. She gently whispered "I remember Deklan. Please say you remember?!" Against his lips. She wished she could stop crying but she couldn't. What the hell was going on?? Her heart was beating in her chest like it just might explode, her tears had stopped being for Jessica and slowly been exchanged for ones of the sheer joy that came with the realization she'd had. He made her the most amazing offer in the world and now, for the first time, she had that hope she so desperately needed. He always gave so much and expected so little back int return. So kind. So refreshing in the world they lived in. As she heard again that he remembered, the memory of his body against hers, of the amazing night they spent together made her body tingle and sent her heart crazy, her breathing becoming heavy to try and compensate for the erratic heart beat. Her lips hungrily stole his, kissing him with the passion that had pent up so tightly over the last almost 2 years. Well longer, but clearly they already cleared some of it. It was very possibly the reason there was littlest Winchester in a hospital bed right now. #### WORDS , TAG , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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