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**Saffron Wickersham** Thu Jul 09, 2009 1:18 pm

Today, Saffron felt like a total bum. It'd been a while since she found out she was... pregnant. And it still made her cringe to think about it. It was a weird feeling, though, because she had this really deep gut feeling that everything had to be okay, even though it seemed Gerard was pushing himself out of the picture more and more every day, which broke her heart completely. Still, this optimism was overwhelming, and ironically, it bothered Saff. She woke up sometimes with her hand on her stomach- this morning she had, in fact. And she swore to God she felt something move inside of her. It's unheard of of course- she was what... 14, 15 weeks? But she felt something. Good God, she felt something.

Now, Saffron dragged her photo equipment into the empty studio, and setting everything against a blank wall sat down for a minute and sighed. She could remember coming into this room with Gerard... it really wasn't all that long ago...

Forcing herself to think on the task ahead so as to keep the threatening tears from even gathering at the seams of her eyes. She set up Fred and slinging him around her neck set to work on the rest of the set-up. She had some drapes to clip to lines across the ceiling, drapes of different colors: white, red, black, blue, purple even. She wondered what Izz and Ethan were going to come like. A grin spread across her face at the thought of Ethan in that chicken suit.