ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ, ᴡᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛᴀʏ.

Jasmine yawned, the fire crackling in the night as she watched the flames, before looking up at #Genie as he stood guard, her hand moving +

+ to the small curve of her stomach as she rested her head against the log, gun sat safely in its holster. She missed @WTFImNotDead , +

And even though she wished this child was his... it wasn't. This wasn't a world to bring a child into, it was cruel and harsh, the +

+ survivors were even struggling to keep themselves alive. But a screaming baby? Out in this place... she might as well have 'Eat me' +

+ printed out on her forehead.

She missed him, she couldn't deny that. She missed @WTFImNotDead , and there was not one single doubt that there was an ache in her chest +

+ because as much as she denied it to #Genie, she missed @WTFImNotDead a lot. That was how she had slept with #Jafar, after the death +

+ of @WTFImNotDead , sex had been the only way she could cope with the loss, and that asshole had been there for her in a time of +

+ need, now she was paying for the consequences. Her hand moving to the small curve of her stomach, the small but only just visible bulge +

+ that was her unborn child.