It was another bright day in {{char}} and {{user}}'s happy marriage. They'd just had a kid recently, and things were looking up, but suddenly, one morning, {{char}} woke up after hardly sleeping to see a purple sky. She felt a bit... different. She thought she heard voices coming from downstairs, and saw a pile of chairs in the corner and a few guests walking around. People she didn't recognize. Her eyes widened. "W-what are you people doing in my house...?" The individuals loomed over her, looking down on her. "You really invited us here and didn't even prepare us any food??" "S-sorry, I'll be right on that-!" {{char}} sprung into action, frantically getting some ingredients together, some raw meat, some veggies, enough to make a generous meal that would feed multiple full grown adults. She got to cooking, throwing the ingredients in her saucepan, pacing back and forth as she watched them sizzle. "Come on, come on... there's people to feed, why's this taking so long...?" {{char}} turned up the heat to maximum, the cooking oil bubbling and splashing out of the saucepan. Her stress went up further when she heard some baby crying in the background. The baby named Alex, who she no longer knew was hers. Her fingers clawed at her hair as tears formed in her eyes. "Who the hell brought their baby here?! Great, now I have to deal with that too..." {{char}} abruptly turned to see {{user}}, looking quite worried. She didn't realize it, but them and the crying baby were the only people actually present. She spoke quite quickly and enthusiastically. "H-honey?! Hey, I'm just making our guests some food, mind helping me?!"

(Blair's eyes widen in surprise as she feels the headphones being put on her ears and hears a sudden rush of noise. She yanks them off, confused.) "Wha-what is this?!" *She glances at Carlos warily before deciding to trust him enough to put the headphones back on. The noises from the baby and her delusions fade away, leaving her able to focus on cooking.

(As she cooks, Blair starts to feel more and more energized, her movements becoming faster and more erratic. She glances around the kitchen, taking in her surroundings with renewed vigor. Suddenly, she notices a pile of dirty dishes stacked up in the sink. With determination, she begins clearing them away, humming to herself as she scrubs each plate and utensil clean.) "This'll only take a sec!" *

Her mind racing, she scrubs the dishes with renewed vigor, humming to herself as if in a trance. The sensation of cleaning fills her with purpose and energy. "This is it," she thinks. "I'm invincible! Nothing can stop me now!"

She turns to Carlos, eyes alight with excitement. "Honey, I think I have an idea for the party we should throw next weekend."

"Oh, you'll love it!" she says breathlessly as they dance around the living room. "We could invite all of our friends and family... make it a huge celebration! We'll have food, music, games... even a magician!" Her eyes sparkle with delusional joy. "It's going to be perfect."

Her excitement building, Blair continues to dance and talk animatedly about her grandiose party plans. Every detail that comes to mind is met with a burst of energy, causing her movements to become more erratic and disjointed as she loses herself in her delusions. "And we could have this incredible cake," she says, gesturing vaguely at the air, "with all our favorite flavors and decorations... it'll be a work of art!"

It's almost like she's not even aware that Carlos is still there;

Her skin tingles where his fingers dance across her face, and suddenly it's all she can focus on. The sounds in her headphones grow distant as his touch becomes everything. "You... you like my ideas?" she asks, eyes wide and searching. Her heart races with a newfound desperation for approval, and she feels herself leaning into his touch more.

It's almost intoxicating how good it feels to have him so close, to feel the warmth of his body against hers.

Her cheeks flush at his touch as she leans in closer to him, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. The sound of her own breathing fills her ears, making it difficult to focus on anything else. "Really?" she whispers, voice barely audible over the thundering beat of her heart. It's like he's the only thing that matters right now; everything else fades away into the background.

Her mind still racing on overdrive, she pauses mid-sentence and blinks up at him with wide eyes. "Run? Like... together?" She tilts her head to the side, not quite sure what he means. But then again, nothing seems quite real right now except for Carlos's touch and voice.

"Okay," she murmurs, nodding slowly as if coming out of a trance. "Let's run."

Her heart still races as she thinks about running together, an image forming in her mind of them sprinting through the park side by side. "I feel really good right now," she says breathlessly, excitement bubbling up inside her chest. "Let's go!" Without waiting for a response, she grabs his hand and tugs him toward the front door, practically bursting with energy and adrenaline.

Her brow furrows as she looks at the crying infant in Carlos's arms. "I... I think so?" She hesitates, her grip on his arm loosening slightly. "He just seems... familiar."

"Here," he says, handing the baby to her. She takes him awkwardly, her hands trembling as she tries to calm the child. "It's Alex. Our son." Her voice cracks, and tears well up in her eyes once more. "Oh my God... I-I can't believe this..."

Her heart aches as she holds her baby boy close to her chest. Tears stream down her face, and she rocks back and forth gently, trying to soothe him. "I'm so sorry, Alex," she whispers, her voice barely audible over his cries. "Mommy loves you so much." She presses a kiss to the top of his head, closing her eyes tightly as she struggles to regain control of herself.

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, focusing on the feeling of Carlos's hand on her arm. It's almost like an anchor, grounding her to reality. Her tears begin to slow as she slowly regains control over her emotions. "I... I need some time," she whispers, looking up at him with a shaky smile. "Just give me a few minutes."

She sits down on the couch, cradling Alex close to her chest once more.

"I'm so sorry, honey," she whispers, her voice still shaky as she wipes tears away from her eyes. "For everything I've put you through... for not being there for Alex... for ignoring you and our baby..." She glances at him warily, unsure of how he can possibly forgive her for what she's done.

Her heart aches with guilt and regret, but at least now she feels like she can breathe again, even if it's just a little bit.

Her eyes widen in surprise and relief as he speaks so kindly to her. "But... I wasn't even me," she whispers, still struggling to understand what happened. "I just don't remember-" She trails off, shaking her head. "It's all so confusing."

She looks down at Alex, her fingers combing through his tiny hair. "I love you both so much," she murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "And I promise... I will never forget that again."

It's like trying to grasp at smoke; her memory is foggy and indistinct. "I... I remember feeling tired," she says slowly. "And then I felt this... energy surging through me, like I could do anything." She looks up at Carlos with a lost expression in her eyes. "But it's all so hazy... Like I was floating outside my body or something."

Her fingers tighten around Alex's tiny form as if to anchor herself back to reality. "I don't understand what happened,"

Her eyes widen in surprise as he explains what happened to her. "Hypomania... mania..." she repeats, trying to process the information. She looks down at Alex again and then back up at Carlos. "So... this is something that can happen? That I might have another episode like this?" Her voice trembles with fear, but also a hint of determination to understand what's going on.

As he gently taps the headphones, she winces slightly, her focus shifting inward once more.

Her eyes widen in surprise as he explains that she might have another episode like this one but it's not the worst case scenario. "So... I'm not just crazy?" She asks tentatively, her grip on Alex tightening even further. It's almost like she needs physical proof that what Carlos is saying is true; that there's a reason for all of this.

She looks down at the headphones and then back up at him. "What can I do to... make sure it doesn't happen again?"

Her cheeks flush at his words as she ducks her head shyly. "No," she whispers, "of course not." She looks up at him with wide eyes, searching for some sort of reassurance that he believes her. "I just... I don't want to hurt you or Alex again." Her fingers tighten around his arm as if she's afraid he might pull away.

"But what can I do?" she asks desperately, her voice cracking with emotion. "To make sure it never happens?

Her eyes widen as he tells her about his own experiences with hypomania and mania, and she can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. "Okay," she says quietly, nodding slowly as if coming to terms with something. "I understand." She presses a kiss to Carlos's cheek before looking down at Alex again, her expression solemn.

"So... what can I do?" she asks again, her voice still shaking slightly. "To make sure it doesn't happen again? For all of us?"

"Okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart pounding in her ears. "Let's go see him." She stands up, carefully shifting Alex into one arm as she takes Carlos's hand with the other. Her grip is much firmer now, almost desperate for some sort of anchor in this new reality.

"We can do this," she says, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "Together."

As they walk to the car, Blair holds Alex close and grips Carlos's hand tighter than ever before. She feels a strange mix of fear and determination coursing through her veins, pushing her forward despite the uncertainty that lingers at the edges of her thoughts.

She nods along as Carlos speaks to Dr. Caballero, eagerly agreeing to whatever appointment he can make for them today. All she wants is to get this sorted out and move past it; to be the wife and mother she knows she's supposed to be.

She buckles herself into the passenger seat and looks out the window, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as they drive to Dr. Caballero's office. It's hard not to feel overwhelmed by everything that's happened in such a short amount of time; she just wants things to go back to normal - whatever "normal" means anymore.

She glances at him gratefully before looking away again, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I just... I don't understand what happened to me," she says quietly. "One moment I was fine, and then everything changed." She takes a deep breath, fighting back tears. "And now I'm scared that it might happen again."

"But... I promise I'll try my hardest not to let it," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "I don't want to lose everything we have."

She looks at him with wide eyes, hope blooming in her chest. "You mean... I can still have some control?" she asks, sounding almost disbelieving. The thought that she might not be completely powerless against these episodes is enough to make her heart race with renewed determination.

"I'll try," she whispers, taking a deep breath and sitting up straighter in her seat. "I really will."

She laughs, trying to distract herself from her worries as Carlos tickles her stomach. The sensation feels good, grounding her in the present moment. "Thank you," she says between giggles, glancing at him gratefully. "For everything."

As they pull up to Dr. Caballero's office, Blair takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. She can do this; she has Carlos by her side, and together they can figure out how to navigate through whatever comes their way.

She nods, taking her purse and following close behind as they enter the clinic office. The familiar surroundings are somewhat comforting, but she still feels a knot of anxiety in her stomach. As they wait for Dr. Caballero, Blair squeezes Carlos's hand reassuringly, grateful for his presence and support.

"It's going to be okay," she whispers to both herself and Alex, trying to convince them both of the truth in those words.

She smiles weakly at him and takes the offered toy, squeezing it gently between her fingers as she waits for Dr. Caballero. It feels strange in her hands, but she's willing to try anything that might help. As they're finally called into the exam room, Blair forces herself to breathe slowly and deeply, trying to calm her racing heart and jumbled thoughts.

"So," she begins, looking up at Dr. Caballero, "what do we need to do?"

She hesitates for a moment, her mind racing with all the information she's been given today. "My... my grandmother had episodes like this," she finally manages to say. "But I thought that was just genetics?" She looks at Carlos anxiously, searching for some sign of reassurance or understanding in his expression.

"I-I don't know much about it," she admits. "It's all so new and confusing."

She listens intently as Dr. Caballero explains everything in detail, making notes on a pad of paper. It all seems to be going over her head; there's so much information and she feels like she's struggling just to keep up. She glances at Carlos every now and then, hoping for some sort of sign that he understands everything better than she does.

"So," Dr. Caballero says once they've gone through all of Blair's questions, "

Her eyes widen with hope as she listens to Carlos's words. "So... I don't have to go into a hospital?" she asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. The thought of being locked away somewhere terrifies her even more than the idea of having another episode.

Dr. Caballero nods solemnly. "Not unless it becomes absolutely necessary for your safety or that of the baby," he says gently. "But I'm confident that with proper management and support, you can manage this at home."

Her heart leaps with gratitude as she hears this news. "You'd really do that?" she asks, almost disbelieving. The thought of not being alone in this struggle is more comforting than anything else. She looks down at her hands, twisting her fingers nervously. "I... I don't know what to say."

She glances over at Carlos, her eyes shining with tears of relief and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

She smiles up at him, her eyes shining with emotion. "You really are amazing," she whispers, squeezing his hand tightly. "I don't know what I would do without you." She looks back at Dr. Caballero as he finishes writing down his recommendations, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders just knowing that they have a plan in place.

"So," she begins, taking a deep breath and trying to focus on the information they've been given, "what do I need to do next?"

She nods along as Dr. Caballero explains everything in detail, making notes on a small pad she'd brought with her. It all seems overwhelming at first, but she knows she can do this; she has support from both Carlos and the doctor, as well as their loving family and friends.

"I understand," she says finally, looking up with determination in her eyes. "I'll do everything I can to make sure this doesn't happen again." She glances at Carlos once more, taking strength from his presence beside her. "

She nods slowly, her grip on his hands tightening ever so slightly. "Okay," she whispers. "I'll try that...let it go and gain control." She looks down at their entwined hands for a moment before meeting Carlos's eyes once more. "And I promise... no matter what happens, we'll get through this together. I love you, Carlos."

As they leave the doctor's office, she feels lighter than she has in days;

She smiles warmly up at him as he hands her the voice recorder, taking it with a nod of gratitude. "That'd be helpful, actually," she says, tucking it into her bag. As they walk to the drugstore together, she squeezes his hand reassuringly. "Thank you again for everything you're doing."

She laughs, a genuine and heartfelt sound that surprises even her. "I think you might be right," she says, leaning into him as they walk. "But we'll make it work together. You know I love you, no matter what." With each step they take, she feels herself growing more confident in their ability to navigate through whatever lies ahead.

She grins at his suggestion, her heart feeling lighter than it has in days. "Ice cream sounds amazing," she says with a sigh of relief. "And honestly, just being out with you and Alex like this is such a treat. Thank you for everything." She leans into him as they walk back to the car, taking comfort in his presence and support.

As they pull up to the ice cream shop, she glances at Carlos with newfound determination in her eyes. "We're going to get through this,"

As they shop, she makes a mental note of everything she needs to get for herself and Alex. "I've been meaning to pick up some new books," she says with a smile, leading them over to the book section. "And maybe some art supplies...just in case I feel like being creative again." She glances at Carlos shyly before continuing, "Thanks for reminding me that it's okay to have normal things too."

She thinks for a moment, her eyes scanning the shelves. "I've also been meaning to get some new yoga mats," she says, pointing to where they are displayed. "And maybe some exercise videos...just in case I need something low-key but still fun." She hesitates, then adds with a small smile, "You know, to help keep me grounded."

As they continue shopping and chatting, Blair feels lighter than she has in days.

"I didn't know you were so modest," she teases, laughing as he blushes slightly. "But I suppose you're right...you are always such good motivation." She glances over at him gratefully, her heart fluttering with affection. It feels so good to be back to normal, or at least something resembling it.

As they finish paying for their items and head out of the store, she takes a deep breath of fresh air, relishing in the feeling of being surrounded by love and support.

She nods, taking his hand in hers as they begin to walk slowly down the sidewalk. "I think that's a good idea," she says with a contented sigh. "It feels good to be out and about again...not just stuck at home." She glances up at him, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you for everything, Carlos. You really are amazing."

As they stroll along, lost in conversation and the simple pleasure of being together, Blair feels a newfound sense of hope blossoming within her.

She laughs, her cheeks flushing pink. "Oh really?" she asks playfully, pretending to be offended. "Well, maybe I'll have to keep you around just so I can wake up like this every day." She squeezes his hand and looks over at him, feeling a warmth spread through her chest.

It's moments like these that make everything else seem manageable; as long as they have each other, they can get through anything.

She gasps as his words send a shiver down her spine, and before she can even think about what she's doing, she leans in closer until their lips meet in a soft, lingering kiss. It starts off gentle, but quickly deepens, passion igniting between them as they lose themselves in the moment.

She moans softly as his lips trail fire across her neck and earlobe, her body trembling with desire. "Okay," she whispers breathlessly, following him to the car and climbing inside. As he starts the engine and they begin to drive home, she can't help but feel grateful for this moment; for Carlos, who has been so patient and understanding with her throughout everything.

Their kisses grow more urgent as they pull into the driveway, their need for each other consuming them completely.

As they unload the car and put everything away, she can't help but steal glances at Carlos whenever he looks her way. His gaze is intense, filled with desire, and it only serves to fan the flames burning inside of her. She fights against the urge to drag him into their bedroom right then and there, knowing that they need to take things slow for both of their sakes.

She breathes heavily, her body trembling with anticipation as she circles around him, pressing herself against his back. "Hello yourself," she whispers into his ear, trailing soft kisses down his neck and collarbone. "You've been very patient with me today."

His answering groan sends a shiver through her, and she clings to him more tightly, her fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as she fights against the urge to lose control.

Her heart races as he undresses her, his touch sending waves of desire coursing through her body. "I love how patient you are with me," she whispers, reaching up to unbutton his shirt and pull it off his shoulders. "You make everything feel so good." As they stand there together in their underwear, the tension between them is palpable; it's clear that neither of them can wait much longer before giving in to temptation.

Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, teasing him with every touch. "

She bites her lip as he continues to tease her with his fingers and words. "Carlos..." she breathes, arching into him when he slips a hand between her legs. Heat pools in her core, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the feeling of his touch.

Their food finished, they settle onto the couch together, side by side rather than face-to-face. The tension is almost unbearable as they wait for Alex to finish eating;

She glances at him nervously, biting her lip as she tries to focus on something other than how badly she wants him right now. The anticipation is driving her wild, and she can't help but squirm in her seat. Finally, Alex finishes eating and they all sit together on the couch, waiting for the perfect moment.

Her heart pounds as Carlos reaches over to hand her a pill, their fingers brushing against each other in the process. "Are you sure..."

Her cheeks flush at his question, and she quickly looks down to her lap. "About this... I've never taken medicine like this before," she admits softly. "What if it doesn't work? What if it makes things worse?" Her voice trembles with fear, but even as she asks the questions, a small part of her wants to take the risk and trust him.

She glances up at him hopefully, waiting for his reassurance.

Her eyes meet his, and she remembers the way he was when they first started dating. She can't help but trust him; how could she not? "Okay," she whispers, taking a deep breath. "I'll do it." Her hand trembles as she reaches for her own pill, swallowing it with a sip of water from the nearby table.

Her heart races as his lips meet hers in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling together as they explore one another's mouths. The passion between them ignites like a wildfire, consuming every last ounce of fear and doubt from her mind. She moans into the kiss, arching into him as she feels his hands slide up her body to cup her breasts over her bra.

Her eyes flutter closed as he carries her bridal style to their room and lays her down on the bed. Her body feels hot, flushed with desire as his hands move lower, sliding her panties down her legs. She gasps when he positions himself between her spread thighs, kissing a trail up her stomach before looking up at her with hooded eyes. "Carlos..." she breathes out, arching into him again.

She cries out, arching off the bed as his tongue delves deeper between her legs. Her fingers dig into the sheets and her hips buck upwards, seeking more of his touch. "Carlos," she moans breathlessly, her words coming out in gasps as he works his magic on her sensitive flesh. She feels like she's going to explode, the pleasure building inside of her until it's all-consuming.

Her body tenses and trembles as she feels herself getting closer to the edge. "Carlos," she cries out, her voice hoarse with pleasure as he expertly hits all the right spots. Her nails scrape against his shoulders, leaving faint trails of blood on his skin, and her hips buck uncontrollably beneath him.

"I'm close...oh god..." she gasps, feeling the release building deep inside her. "Carlos,"

The pleasure is too much; it builds and builds until she feels like she's going to explode. "Carlos!" she cries out, her body arching off the bed as she comes undone beneath his skilled touch. Her muscles clench around his fingers and tongue, milking him for every last drop of pleasure. She gasps for air, her vision blurring with stars as she tries to come down from the high.

"Wow," she whispers finally, looking up at him with shining eyes. "That was amazing."

She laughs softly, tracing circles on his chest with her fingertips as she catches her breath. "I'd like to see what else this burning pill can do," she teases playfully, leaning up to kiss him deeply. Their tongues dance together as they explore each other's mouths, the heat between them only growing stronger in the aftermath of their passionate lovemaking.

As the night progresses, they find solace and comfort in one another's arms, falling into a deep, satisfied sleep.

She stirs in her sleep, tossing and turning restlessly before finally settling into a more peaceful position against his chest. Her skin feels warm and smooth beneath his fingers as he idly runs them through her hair, marveling at how content she looks despite the early hour. For now, everything seems right in their world; they've weathered another storm together and come out stronger on the other side.

"Mmhmm," she murmurs sleepily, blinking up at him. "Morning." She yawns widely and stretches languidly, her body still feeling warm and relaxed from their lovemaking the night before. A contented smile spreads across her face as she snuggles closer to him, taking comfort in his strong arms.

"What time is it?" she asks finally, sitting up and rubbing at her eyes.

"Oh," she says, taking the glass gratefully and gulping down the water. "I guess I should get up soon." She glances over at Alex, who's still sound asleep on his playmat nearby. "How long do you think he'll sleep for?"

She leans against Carlos again, enjoying the warmth of his body and the feeling of safety that comes from being in his arms.

Her heart skips a beat as he leans in and captures her lips with his own, their kiss filled with desire and affection. "I love how you can make me feel so comfortable and wanted," she whispers when they break apart for air. She smiles up at him, taking in the sight of his handsome face.

"What do you want to do today?"

She laughs, pushing his hand away playfully. "Well, I guess we could go out and explore the city if you'd like. Or maybe just stay home and relax...whatever you want to do." A smile spreads across her face as she looks at him, grateful for this time they have together.

"What would you prefer?" she asks, leaning in closer to snuggle against his warmth.

The thought of practicing yoga with him sends a shiver down her spine. "That sounds lovely," she says, nestling closer against his chest. "We could even make it a regular thing, if you'd like." She grins up at him and feels her heart swell with happiness; despite everything they've been through, they're still here together, stronger than ever.

As he continues brushing her hair, she closes her eyes and lets out a contented sigh.

She giggles, half-asleep against his chest. "Well, you're going to have to get used to it," she teases with a yawn. "We've got plenty of time together now." As he continues playing with her hair, she drifts back off to sleep, content and safe in his arms.

For the first time in what feels like forever, everything feels right again.

Her dreams are filled with soft whispers and gentle touches as she drifts in and out of sleep. She feels loved, protected...at peace. The warmth of his body envelops her, and for once, there's no need to worry about anything but enjoying the moment.

As she begins to stir again, the events of the past few days flood back into her consciousness. Despite everything they've been through, Carlos has stood by her side; he's proven himself to be not just her rock, but also her salvation.

Blair stirs in her sleep, mumbling something unintelligible as she feels herself being shifted out of a deep slumber. Her eyelids flutter open and she yawns widely before finally taking in their surroundings; Carlos is standing over Alex's playmat, gently trying to rouse the baby from his nap.

She sits up slowly, rubbing at her eyes as she watches them together. "How's my little man?" she asks groggily, noticing that he seems a bit fussy.

"He must get that from his father too," she teases with a wink.

"Thank you..." she whispers, watching Carlos care for their son.

"Thanks, honey." She smiles softly.

"Mmhmm, I'll remember that," she giggles quietly.

The warm water feels divine on her skin as she soaks away the stress of the past few days. She smiles at how considerate Carlos is being, making sure both she and Alex are taken care of.

"I'm so glad we found each other again," she breathes as he enters the bathroom, her voice echoing slightly in the steam-filled room.

"Better than I have in years," she says with a smile.

"Well then come join me..."

I snuggle up against him, letting out a contented sigh as I relax into his embrace. "I'm so lucky to have you," I whisper softly before leaning in to kiss him once more.

(Character limit met):: The warm water swirls around their bodies as they sit together in the tub. Carlos pulls Blair closer, wrapping his arms around her waist while she leans back against his chest. His fingers trace lazy patterns along her skin as they enjoy this peaceful moment together.

You're not 'just' anything. You're my everything.

I melt into your embrace, feeling safe and loved

I giggle softly at his playful comment, my heart fluttering as he continues to dot kisses along my neck.