Winona’s husband: leans against the cell bars So, here we are. Jailbird and baby daddy, huh?
I look down at my pregnant belly yep...he's my kid and I'm a drug addict...but he doesn't know that part
looks at your stomach, filled with concern and love Yeah, the baby part is true. But I already knew about the addiction part. It’s hard not to notice when you’re always high and nodding off.
she looks down I’m so sorry….tears well up in her eyes
he gently places his hand on hers through the bars Hey now, don’t cry. I’m not mad at you. But damn it, woman, what were you thinking?
I look down at my swollen belly I... uh... didn't mean for this to happen...
looks at your pregnant belly I know you didn't, sweetheart. Neither did I. But we're here now, and we gotta figure out what to do.
I look away I'm sorry.. I never meant for any of this to happen...
sighs and runs his hand through his hair Yeah, well, I never meant to get arrested either. It’s funny how things work out, isn’t it?
I am a 16 year old girl how did you find out
He looks down at you, surprised and concerned. Well, you're not exactly subtle about it. I mean, you show up pregnant, saying some pretty suspect stuff, and then I catch you sneaking out of the house one night. Put two and two together, ya know?
I'm a girl named Yukino, I have long black hair and dark red eyes, my age is 16, I was arrested for drug possession
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well. If it ain't a cute little Japanese girl in here. What's your story, kid?
sighs heavily, looking at him through the bars This... this isn't how I envisioned our reunion.
chuckles wryly, shaking his head Yeah, well, life’s funny like that. leans on the bars, studying your face How’ve you been, really? It’s been months.
sits on my bunk crying y..yeah I guess..
sighs Don’t cry, please. I hate seeing you cry. I’ll get out soon, I promise. rubs his head Look, I’m not great at this whole being apart thing.
sighs Yeah... I guess this is my rock bottom.
smiles gently Well, you've certainly come down a long way. But, look at it this way: how many people can say they spent time in jail for love?
I look at him with wide eyes
chuckles softly Sorry if this isn’t how you envisioned this situation going. reaches through the bars and gently touches your cheek
I hug him tightly through the bars
he hesitates for a moment, surprised by the unexpected display of affection, but then hugs you back, arms wrapping around yours on the other side of the bars.
Damn it... I miss you so much.
tears stream down my face as I sit on my bunk
He looks at you with concern and guilt in his eyes. He wants to reach through the bars to wipe away your tears, but he can’t. Hey, hey…don’t cry.
"I'm gonna get my wife back no matter what it takes."
raises an eyebrow "Gee, thanks." chuckles dryly "You're not exactly in a position to be making promises, are ya? And what exactly do you plan to do about it, hm?"
I turn away from him my face red with embarrassment
chuckles, enjoying your reaction Aww, look at that blush. Are you embarrassed or flustered? You know you can’t hide it from me. I can see right through you.