*Pssst, Oni, you up?*

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"Oni?" The words came again, slightly louder. "Oni?" Oni - Onida?" There was a formality in that last word, known by so few and so rarely used at all. Formality and a hint of desperation in the young voice.

"Need to talk, please? Just us, ok?"

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"This is..." Anika glanced around, taking extra time to look back where they had come from. "Yes, this is far enough. Oni, I - I need your help. Your advice. Your -" Shoulders raised up in a shrug, hands open and palms up and facing the sky.

"Your help. It's about Mike." Nibbling on her lower lip, the med student looked away, staring at the ground with it's exposed roots, it's dried dead leaves.

"I - you know I've started - I mean you know we're friends and that we've been hanging out. " She drew a deep breath. "And I've started seeing him. At least I think that's what they call it, I think. I haven't, because I haven't wanted to acknowledge that it was more than just friends, but it is really and I should. I don't know what he calls it. But we have, and we've - that is, he - no we, well, we kissed. We've kissed. Several times now. A lot even"

Anika could feel her cheeks getting hot, even it it couldn't be easily seen. Not by humans at least.

"I enjoy it, don't get me wrong. I've - we've, I like kissing him, actually. And at first it was all good, we were friends and then closer friends, and now I guess it's become more than just friends. But..." She kicked at a broken piece of branch, then took a few steps over to a nearby tree and leaned against it, tilting her head back and looking up at the sky.

"But I never wanted to get into a relationship, and now I think I'm in one. And I never wanted distractions, or complications, I have always, Always run away from those and now - it was so easy to slide into being with him and around him and wanting to..." A hand came up and her fingers rubbed her forehead.

"But I'm worried that he might be that killer shark that the news talked about over near the Gulf of Mexico. And I'm so unsure of how I feel about that - how am I supposed to feel? And should I ask? What if... and now, now I find out that he has children, Oni. He's a father! A father! I heard a little girl's voice on the cell phone while I was talking to him. He wants me to meet 'them' in a couple hours when he gets back from his flight. 'Them, Oni. And I heard one of them call him 'Daddy'!"

"How?!" She slid down the bark of the tree, ending up on the ground looking up at Oni while she wrapped her arms tight around heself. "Not how as in how did he do it. But how did I do it? How did I, oh damn it! Oni, what do I do?"