Legacies Imagines

Separation anxiety- Hizzie

"I'm not leaving you yet, love." Hope reassures and kisses her forehead.

Lizzie sits up and helps Hope sit up as well.

"How are you feeling?" Josie asks.

"Like my neck got snapped by an eight foot tall walking fish." Hope replies playfully which makes Penelope and Josie chuckle.

"Can you guys give us a minute?" Lizzie asks softly.

"Sure." Josie smiles and kisses Lizzie's head before leaving with Penelope.

"Is there anything you want to do before you feed?" Lizzie asks.

"Yeah. I want to kiss you." Hope says before pulling Lizzie in for a passionate kiss. It lasts a few minutes, their hands gently caress each other's bodies until Hope pulls away weakly.

"Wow." Lizzie mumbles, her head spinning.

Hope smirks weakly. "That good, huh? You should see what else I can do with my mouth."

Lizzie giggles and pushes her shoulder.

"Come on, let's go get a blood bag." Hope says and goes to get up but Lizzie stops her.

"No, let me do it." She says.

"You want to get the blood bag? Ok, if it means that much to you-"

"No, baby, I want you to feed from me. And I know before you say, you don't trust yourself and you think it's a horrible idea, blah, blah, blah-"

"Ok." Hope says.

"See, I knew you would disagree with me- wait. Did you say 'ok'?" Lizzie asks with a frown.

"Yes. I now you're strong enough to stop me if I get out of hand. I trust you and I know you trust me." Hope reassures.

Lizzie smiles and kisses her again before grabbing the knife Penelope got her earlier.

"I won't ask why you have a knife." Hope chuckles.

Lizzie grins innocently and rolls her sleeve up.

"Is that my sweater?" Hope asks with a raised eyebrow.

"No." Lizzie giggles mischievously.

Hope smiles, looking at Lizzie with all the love she can muster.

"Your heart-puppy eyes are so adorable." Lizzie coos and kisses her girlfriends cheek.

"I love you so much, Lizzie." Hope whispers. "I never thought I wound love someone as much as I love you."

"I love you too, Angel eyes." Lizzie smiles. "What's bought all this on?"

"When I saw my Mom on the other side, she told me to have at least one epic in my life...and now that technically my life is over, it just makes me so grateful to have you in my life." Hope explains with teary eyes.

"Baby, your life isn't over. Maybe your human life is, but your life, it's only just begun." Lizzie tells her. "And I am so thankful that you've let me be apart of your life."

They share a loving smile before Hope lets out a small wince.

"You okay?" Lizzie asks.

"It's just my head." Hope brushes off.

Lizzie picks the knife back up and makes a deep cut in her wrist, hissing at the sting. The blood pools on her wrist and Hope's eyes widen at the sight, the thing she's craving sitting right in front of her.

"Here, baby. Drink." Lizzie demands softly and holds her wrist up.

Hope swallows thickly and meets Lizzie's eyes nervously.