Lexi Cordeaux

Allegra had entertained the kids for a bit with some of the puppets. That always cheered them up on hard days. Especially the kids going through various treatments. Her other favorite past time was helping out with the babies. She loved getting to cuddle with the ones that needed the extra comfort because of whatever circumstances might arise. “No no you’re fine. Only observing. Kind of waiting to see if they need me there or not,” Allegra responded to the woman. “Not to be nosey and feel free to tell me to shush but how far along are you?”

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Lexi nods her head, keeping track of everyone who worked peds was difficult, especially with the interns rotating through the departments. She had delivered a few of the ones in the nursey and was waiting to hear from a patient whose twins were due any day now. Not that many wanted her to handle the delivery in case there was any issue that needed to move to surgery but the pregnant doctor wasn’t going to let go of her cases easy. “Oh no, that’s fine. I’m 28 weeks, nearing my eighth month soon enough.” She answers with a polite smile, it was a question that she was often met with and in her field she was often asking others or telling them. 

The undertones of judgment in his sisters features hadn’t gone unnoticed and he knew how much she despised it when he wallowed. With a forced inhalation of breath, he ensured to exhale with a smile, purposely relaxing his features, not wanting to be more of a cause for her concern especially not with everything going on with Kennedy. He was grateful that she repeated herself and her words brought a soft smile to his lips “you know he’s only doing it because he cares and he’s got a point, you should be taking it easy.” Tugging his digits through his hair, he gestured down the hallway before murmuring “I was just heading over to see Kenny.” 

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Lexi lets out a scoff and waves her brother’s words of taking things easy off, “I have a degree too, deal with pregnancies all day long. In my professional opinion I am fine, sitting in bed all damn long now that would cause more harm.” Likely on the staff and lord knows she doesn’t need her staff suffering cause one doctor wanted to be too careful. “Good, I’m sure she’s just as bored as I would be. I was gonna bring her dinner later, so see I’m remembering to eat.”

The short break Leonidas got while on duty outside of Cami’s room was one mainly spent just outside the hospital door’s, a cigarette being quickly lit as he stole drags from it every now and then, mostly keeping to himself as he watched the people come and go. The uniform was a pretty good deterrent , most people preferring to steer clear of any officer that was in the building for a plethora of reasons and Leonidas’s aura certainly didn’t exude an ‘I’d like to be bothered and spoken to’ type vibe and yet, as a sigh escaped his lips, digits bringing the cigarette down from his lips as he turned to gave the source of the voice that had risen from behind him, he found himself unable to avoid interaction. “I apologize,” Leo spoke, thick british accent falling from his lips. “I didn’t quite catch what you said.”

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Stepping outside to get a little fresh air, the sterile smell of the hospital and its cleaners was sometimes too much for the pregnant woman. But when stepping out instead of getting that fresh air she was met with the sickening stench of smoke. Waving her hand in front of her face the doctor walked over the male, “I said you can’t be smoking here, put it out.” She informs the other pointing to a sign that states smoking was prohibited up to 200 ft from the building. “Or if you’re that determined to poison your own lungs, there’s a hut off the path that way where some of the nurses go.”

Ever since Dex’s mistake in the OR, his surgical privileges had been suspended and he was only cleared for consults and assisting down in the ER. He was wracked with guilt and every opportunity he got, he went to visit the patient who’s life he had changed forever. So far, the prognosis wasn’t good. They were still unable to breathe on their own and hadn’t yet woken up. He was just leaving their room and making his way down the corridor, when he was flagged down by a passer-by. “Uh, yeah … sorry, I was miles away. What can I help with?”

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Finding her brother wasn’t that hard, there was only a few places he could be after the infamous ‘incident’ with his patient, the rumors and whispering had died down a little but not an ounce of his guilt. Finding him she gave him a slightly sympathetic, slightly judging look for his self-hatred. Mistakes happened, they were only human after all, got too big for his britches she could say that much but this was still her little brother and seeing him dwelling made her heart hurt. “I said, that Wesley is driving me crazy. You know he’s been chasing me around in a wheelchair?” She asks holding a hand on her round belly, with a shake of her head. 

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Stefanie shook her head, the memories were still foggy but she knew the fight was about something stupid, and she remembered not letting up on it even when they were in the car and there was nothing that could have been done about whatever it was she was mad about, “the only difference is this time we were fighting and our car went off the side of the bridge… and then you were just gone,” she wasn’t even thinking about what had happened to her, she was thinking about the whole life that her mom hadn’t been able to live because of that stupid argument. She held on to Lexi and it felt like a lot of memories and comfort came from being in her mother’s arms again, and learning that she was back – that she hadn’t missed out on the chance to know her. “I didn’t have a bad life… no matter what happened to us, and being apart from… well dad and Logan, I didn’t have a bad life. They took care of me like I was one of their own,” she assured Lexi, not wanting her mom to hate the family that she’d grown up with even if she was sure there would be a lot of feelings there. “Do you… think that they want to know me? I mean their whole lives went by without me, what if it’s easier for them to just go on living the way they are now and not complicating their lives by telling them who I am..” she was talking about her biological dad and her sister, but she knew that Lexi would understand what she was saying. They were both stuck in the same place in terms of approaching the other half of their family that had believed they were both gone forever. 

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Lex had nothing to say about the family that took her in, was she glad that Kennedy was taken care of? Yes but that didn’t take away from the petty feelings that bubbled under the surface, these people didn’t just take in the girl. They formed her to fit into their family, renamed her, didn’t take any time to look into where she might have come from. They took something from Lex that she could never get back, they took her daughters teenage years, they took the bickering between her and Logan, the sweet moments when Logan would sneak into her sisters room during the terrible thunder storms. “Your dad and sister?” Lex asks with a bewildered look on her face, “I doubt they would want to go without knowing you again if they have the chance. Even if it might be a little messy, hell honey life is supposed to be messy. Its what makes it so damn fun.”

Lexi’s answer was hardly surprising for Ramona, she herself had her own experience with it after all. Whilst the vampire knew of those who had allegedly returned, she hadn’t knowingly met somebody who had been at peace. “No vodka? Doesn’t sound all that peaceful.” 

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Lex gives a shrug, “Trust me if I knew who to complain to about it, I would have but there’s not a whole lot in the way of answers there. Its more stressful than peaceful in my opinion.” She tried not to think about it too much, it would only give a headache she didn’t need.

Their mother was a difficult subject for Dex and always had been, but he had never given up the hopes that one day he might find out what happened to her. Find out that she didn’t abandon them, despite each and every clue indicating that she did. That was everything to do with him being a cop, an itch that he just couldn’t scratch and a wound that continuously reopened. He wanted answers and not having them would probably haunt him until he takes his last breath. “Exactly, Lex. Seeing the way my wife is with our kids, the way she loves them? Nothing could ever make her give up on them and I refuse to believe that mom was different.” The wolf swallowed the lump that had risen in the back of his throat, forcing a sharp exhale “I see your views on the subject still haven’t changed.” 

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Lex could only roll her eyes once more at her brother’s sappy response, not that she wasn’t glad that his wife was like that, that she was a good mother and wouldn’t likely be the first one to go running off in the middle of the night but the idea that it meant something in regards to their own mother. “You really want to go about this by comparing your mother and your wife?” She asks with a raise to her brow, “Mom was something else, its better not to think too much on it cause she’s not fucking worth it. I don’t think it matters either way, she left without a word to anyone. I don’t care how she ended up, if she was killed on the hunt or still plaguing this world. Doesn’t matter cause she sure as fuck hasn’t wasted her time thinking about us.” After all if she had, she would have come back, she couldn’t just ignore the pull that she had two children out in the world. “Sure they have they’ve gotten more harsh as I’ve grown older and as I had my own kids.”

A fleeting sigh urged from Dex’s lips, raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb. “They’ve got lives, Lex. Routine” his eyes closed for a moment in thought, before his hand lowered and he looked back towards his sister, “this can’t be rushed.” Dex couldn’t imagine how difficult this was for his sister and that was half of the issue. But he had seen it from the other side, how the family had rallied together to help Wes and to help Logan, to try and offer them some normality and stability after the accident. “Exactly, you were dead. I think that means you get a couple days to come to terms with that” he sighed, lowering his head as Lexi’s hand pushed against it playfully and he attempted to brush her off with an eventual chuckle. “Hazard of the job” he mused softly, lifting his head as he reached for his glass. “Got three kids of my own now, I’m surprised I’m not completely bald or something” he teased. Dex usually had the balance between humour and serious conversation down to a T, but against his better judgment, the serious parts of the conversation seemed to be leading the mood. “So uh, being dead… see anyone else on the other side?” he murmured hesitantly, knowing that he shouldn’t exactly push this subject but for the sake of curiosity he had to ask, “you know … uh, like mom?”

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Lex could only roll her eyes and scoff at her brother, “Jesus Christ, Dex.” She lets out a deep sigh and shakes her head, “You just said you had three of your own kids, I think its time to grow up on the idea of mom.” Even if their mother was there Lex wouldn’t want a damn thing to do with her, maybe she would have been alive if she didn’t walk out on her damn kids. “Fuck mom.” She adds bitterly, “Don’t ruin a nice reunion.” 

Rose gradually pushed herself to sit up in the bed, feeling the room continue to move while she knew she was still. “This is what I get for letting loose”, she blew out a breath and ran her fingers through her hair, praying to whatever God there was for the waves to fade. “I usually lock my door, but this isn’t my place and I came prepared,” Rose referred to her hidden gun and knife for a just in case scenario. She glanced over at the other woman with one squinted eye open, “So what brings you in here - hide'n seek?”

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“This is what you get for getting carried away.” Lex corrects as she leans on the door behind her, she somehow doubt anyone would open it looking for her but it was always better to be safe than sorry in her life. “Prepared in New Orleans that’s a laugh.” She mutters softly to herself before checking out the window. “That’s a game for kids or horny drunk adults, I am painfully sober now and avoiding my problems like the adult I am.” She pauses, “There are two separate woman out there who have each been raising one of my children like their own for the last seven years. I’m a fight or slight type and fighting...well it would be a shame to end the party with a death wouldn’t it? So now you get a less than thrilling housemate for a few moments.”

“Mhm, so I hear.” Death wasn’t something Ramona much cared for anymore, immortality had brought with it a certain carelessness, or at least a disregard for death. Her smile soon returned, raising her glass in a toast before taking the shot. Her brow piqued within curiosity as she lowered the glass back towards the bar and reached for the bottle to pour another two shots, “missed it? what was keeping you from vodka?” 

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“Death.” Lex answer boldly after all she knew New Orleans, knew very well that if she didn’t know about the supernatural that she would discredit Lex as crazy or drunk anyway. Its what people tend to do when faced with something they couldn’t wrap their heads around. “Peace and vodka just don’t mix apparently, who knew?”

Wesley had hardly ever been one to turn down a party but with the recent developments in his life he found himself in a not so party like mood. Having opted to grab a few beers, Wes quickly disappeared from the party scene, a small clearing far enough away from the rather large crowd that had grown as he downed his beers and getting lost within his thoughts. It was no surprise that he had grown distant from near about everyone when he discovered that his oldest daughter had been alive all this time, beating himself up for ever having given up on finding her or even finding her body, and the return of his first love. The voice that spoke out broke him from his trance-like state as his gaze slowly moved from the rippling water where he had been tossing small rocks, landing on the woman he had lost 7 years ago, a faint smile pushing against his lips. “It’s no Irish car bomb but I suppose beer will do,” he countered, digits wrapping around the neck of one of the bottles and offering it out to her. “Join me?”

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There was a strange mix of feelings seeing her Wes again, after all he was older looking, he was worn down by the world and likely loss if she was willing to take his sister’s or her own brother’s word to heart. Which Dex would have been one of the last people she could ever accuse of lying to her. “Beer covers a large portion of it, so yea. I would say that will work for now.” She answers walking up on the man and taking the bottle from his hand. She took a long drink from it before taking a seat near him, “Bold, to hand me glass.” She notes with a hint of a teasing tone with him, “I would have expected you to be living it up at the party, being Mr. Social.” Flaunting his new family around like a proud peacock but than again that might be seen in poor taste given her arrival and the news of Kennedy getting out. “I would offer a penny for your thoughts but my money situation is kind of on the mend.”

At first, she was wary about going to the festivities at all, but she had missed out on a lot while growing up, especially parties, so it was a great opportunity to catch up on times that were missed. She drank, she danced, she ate, and drank some more. To her surprise, Rose was actually enjoying herself. The alcohol, however, had snuck up on her and she needed to take a break from it all.

Rose found her way into one of the cabins and found an empty bed. It didn’t seem like anyone was using it, or had, so she lied down with a gentle moan of satisfaction. The bed was very comfortable, to her surprise, then she rested her head on a pillow as she looked around the room. Something about it, it gave her a warmth that enveloped her. It was almost soothing. Suddenly there were footsteps that she could hear entering the room, causing her to lift her head to see who it was.

“Sorry, this one’s occupied. If you need the room, I’ll be out of here once the nausea waves calm down.”

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Stepping into the cabin to avoid a certain someone Lex closed the door right behind her as she kept her ear close to it trying to listen for the voice or footsteps of the other. Looking back at the other laying in the bed she raised her brow, “You don’t lock doors in your world?” She asks knowing full well this was a scene that could turn dark rather quickly if were someone else who walked in. “Try throwing some water on that face, this heat and alcohol can knock anyone on their ass.”

A brow rose within his amusement as he allowed more laughter to form, her quick, sharp tongue just as enticing as it ever had been as he shook his head. “You’re only lying to yourself, sweetheart,” Tanner chimed. “I’ve aged like a fine wine and you know it.” Brows furrowed at the blonde’s words, his attention fully on her now as he lowered his glass to the bar top. “You tryna tell me that you died,” he questioned. “So you’re one of the one’s resurrected then, huh?”

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Lex turns her head away from the other and focuses on other in the bar with her fingers wrapped around the cool glass in front of her, “I think you have a big enough ego that I don’t need to be the one stroking it.” She answers finally while drifting her gaze back to him. “Soured like milk is more your speed.” She says leaning back in her seat with a shit eating grin on her face. “What? You didn’t think I found the fountain of youth and have been keeping it under my hat all these years have you?” It was easier to make a joke about her death than face the harsh reality. “One of many from what I hear, little late to the party from most. Though don’t ask what took my out, the answer is anything but impressive.”

A fleeting sigh eased from her lips and Cordelia knew that she had to choose her words carefully, this was between Lexi and Wesley and although she wanted to protect her brother, she knew that it was a difficult situation to approach. “He was in a bad place for a really long time, Lexi. Logan too.” Corey’s brow creased as she continued, “but he always put Logan first. I need you to know that.” The topic of Kennedy wasn’t one that Corey had been able to get her head around yet and it was something that she would need help from Ryker to understand, to see if he could pull whatever records possible that could offer some kind of explanation. “I’m sorry, Lexi. I really am.” There wasn’t anything that she could say that would make any difference, but Lexi was right, Corey would defend Wesley with every ounce of strength that she had and then some. Not knowing Kennedy had survived was a difficult revelation to digest, but there was no reason for them to believe that they had been mislead. As she glanced back towards the other, Cordelia tucked a stray curl behind her ear before murmuring, “don’t be fooled. It’s definitely not a glow, just – a clamminess from all the puking.” With a nod, she mused “it’s all coming back to me now, the inability to hide anything anything from you.”

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“Yet our eldest was out in the world thinking she was alone.” Lex was being harsh but given everything that was going on she couldn’t help it. “I can’t take away from whatever he felt but all I know is how I feel. I gave up a lot of what I knew about life for your brother, I gave up a large part of who I was, to fit into the white picket fence life and all I see is how easy it was to start a whole new family with someone we knew. You don’t get the sting of seeing someone who thought was your whole world just restart.” It hurt, without a doubt for someone who once lived her life feeling there was no man important enough for her to care that deeply for other than her younger brother. Dex was someone that Lex wouldn’t hesitate to kill for and Wes had became that important to her. Remarrying, having more kids, she wouldn’t have done that. “You have no reason to be sorry.” Cordelia was a sister that Lex never had and marrying into that family had been a strange adjustment but it was something warm even overbearing compared to her relationship with her own save for Dex. “Pfft, that’s how you see it. Just take the glowing compliment, you’ll have plenty more to complain about later as you well know.” Pregnancy was no picnic but Lex wouldn’t have changed it for the world in the end of it all she loved having her kids. “Its been awhile, natural that you’d need to readjust. I expect an invite to the shower, are we hoping for girl or boy? Or just gonna go with the age old ‘oh as long as its healthy’ bit.”