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Post by amandine on Nov 19, 2007 11:50:00 GMT
Amandine hadn't registered she lost the baby, and as the doctor gave her medicine for pain. She whimpered, wanting her husband. Her stomach ached, and she couldn't see straight. She felt so alone.
After almost an hour of fighting her, the doctor an mais figured she wouldn't stop unless they got her husband.
One maid cautiously made her way to Lord Beckett's study, and knocked, "Lord Beckett, your wife will not calm down. She wants you." She said.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 19, 2007 11:56:48 GMT
Cutler Beckett when it heard the voice of the maiden, sighed deeply. He was his husband and it had to be next to her, had to give her the sufficient forces so that she was going out forward. But he, he needed these forces, needed a moment of solitude, was asking for it desperately. " I will go to see her later, maiden. Now, get out, I want to be alone "
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Post by amandine on Nov 19, 2007 12:06:55 GMT
When the maid came without her husband, Amandine started to cry softly. The doctor found that even though she was crying she was more calm to take her medicine.
The doctor left a sleeping Amandine two hours later.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 19, 2007 19:38:40 GMT
After the doctor communicated to him that his wife was sleeping, he had administered a tranquilizer for the pain. Now it was seated in his armchair, opposite the chimney, in his hand it was supporting a brandy glass, he dont leave of drink thinking about the son who had lost. It closed the eyes feeling as they were filling with tears. He, Cutler Beckett, crying?. He had reasons to do it, had lost to his heir, to the blood of his blood and meat of his meat..
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Post by amandine on Nov 19, 2007 20:00:03 GMT
Amandine woke up as the sun rose. Immediately she felt pain, and whimpered softly. Without opening her eyes she said, "Cutler?" She whined, "Cutler!?" She said louder.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 19, 2007 20:10:19 GMT
Culter Beckett when it heard as it was calling her, his scream was desperate. Throwed the brandy glass and it went out of his study running. It raised the stairs of two in two and entered his camera. When he saw her there, of foot, paler than the wax, his painful face, a beautiful and juvenile face marked by the pain, it approached rapidly her saying to her. " Why you have got up, Amandine?. You have to rest ... ". Attempt that his voice was calmed and serene, somo it had always been. And without doubting it two times, he raised it in his arms and put her to bed in the bed with gentleness
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Post by amandine on Nov 19, 2007 20:14:32 GMT
Amandine shook her head unaware, "I'm hurting..." She whispered. "Is the baby alright?" Her voice was soft, delicate. She had no idea what had happened.
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 19, 2007 20:17:18 GMT
Charlotte was still awake - as she had been throughout the night. Jack had promised a good, active night on the beach, but surprisingly she didn't think it was. It wasn't like it used to be, and she figured it simply wouldn't change.
Charlotte knew that Jack would have to use his "Pirate Magic" to change her. She thought of him as a former flame, but part of her wanted him more than anything. And that was the part of her she hadn't discovered.
She sat along the shoreline as Jack watched her from behind, watched the salty sea spray on her breasts and bare body. Her beautiful dark hair flew and he knew right at that instant that he had chosen the perfect woman for himself...
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 19, 2007 20:38:53 GMT
"Shh...Shhhh....now you have to rest, later we will speak about it ". Cutler Beckett feeling a knot in his gullet that he was preventing him from speaking. He t ake care of her as a small girl, covered her with the blankets carefully and do not separate of his side. Also it was covered with the comfortable blanket and embraced her strongly.
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Post by amandine on Nov 19, 2007 20:54:43 GMT
Amandine embraced him, and looked sad. She obviously knew it was something horrible. A tear slipped down her cheek, and she sniffled. "It's gone...?" She whispered into his neck.
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