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Ian rolled over, and looked at her. "Stuff like that cost more money than we get in a year. I'm sorry sweetie."

Ian sighed. "What flavor do you want?"
(I have a cool twist to add later)

Ian kissed her softly. "I'll be back soon."

(Twist time)

Ian slid on his jacket, and crept out of the house into the still, crisp air. No one was about, and it seemed that he could do this without incident. "Looks like life is turning up for us." He ran to the Dairy Queen, and approached the back door. It was padlocked, but he had skills at lock picking from his years at the orphanage. However, his skills as a lookout were lacking. As he was picking the lock, he didn't hear the patrol car creep up to him, until it was too late. "Freeze!" Ian swore, and tried to run, but he was quickly caught, and cuffed.

As Kenna lay in the bed, waiting for Ian to come back, there was a loud knock on the door downstairs. She jumped, having no reason to really, it wasn't as if they could get in trouble for living here. Some of them were over 18, they were the guardians. Kenna herself was one now because she was going to be a mother, Ian was one because he would be a father. The banging on the door continued and Kenna pulled herself slowly from the bed, pulling her worn out slippers on her feet and trudging downstairs.

Behind the door was a gargantuan looking police officer. He pulled his hat back a little when Kenna opened the door, her long dark hair flying in her face from the wind. "Evening, ma'am. Would you happen to be Kenna?" She nodded at his question, she had no form of ID so he would have to take her word for it. She was terrified, did something happen to Ian? Was he hurt? She felt tears stinging her eyes as she looked on, waiting for the officer to finish.

"The thing is, ma'am, we just picked your boyfriend, Ian, up. He's been arrested for breaking and entering. Apparently he was trying to get into the Dairy Queen down the street, said something about his pregnant girlfriend wanting some ice cream. We're gonna have to hold him for now, do you want to come down to the station so you can talk to him?" Kenna nodded again furiously, she hated herself at the moment. If not for her, Ian would still be here instead of in handcuffs in the local jail. She sighed, at least there he was warm and had three guaranteed meals a day. She pulled her hoodie on and her faded white tennis shoes and followed the officer to his car.

They drove quickly through the mostly deserted town and pulled in quietly in front of the station. She was led through a grimy hallway, with horrible lighting. She could feel butterflies in her stomach and within a few minutes, she was standing outside Ian's cell door. "Ian, baby? Why? I'm so sorry, I wish I would have never mentioned wanting that, now you're in here and it's all my fault!" she cried, tears streaming down her face as she placed her hands on the bars of the door. She wanted to hold him, to kiss him and hug him close to her. That wouldn't happen right now, she felt so awful.


{(Wow...that was much longer than I'd thought it would be :S )}

She gripped his hands tightly and nodded vigorously through her tears. She was afraid to speak, afraid she would lose all control if she did. Of course she would wait for him. Tomorrow would take forever but she would wait. Patiently and silently she would wait. She kissed him softly through the bars, unsure of how much time she would get with him.

Kenna sighed, the tears streaming down her cheeks as she did so. It was too much for her right now. She would wait there, at the station until she could see him again. The officer's would just have to deal. "Don't worry, Ian my love. I'm not going anywhere, I will be here until you get out. I will sleep outside if I have to. I won't leave you here by yourself," she told him in a strangled sounding whisper, he tears getting the best of her.