(Small Fry Chapter 1)
We
exchanged surprised glances before we departed the room to find our medical
practitioner, his scanner and his ‘medicine bundle,’ were gone.
“Oh.”
I said taken aback. “I guess he thought the emergency was over.”
“That
and I think he’s gone to Caesar to have a talk about us.” He frowned.
“Why?”
I asked in alarm. “You did let go,
eventually.”
“Well
B, let me put it this way," he casually leaned against the wall. "The
tribe’s first female Lokoti Werewolf turns the last European Werewolf who is
her mate, into another Circulator. For
over 250 years, everyone thinks she’s barren and then bingo! Her handsome husband does the 'manly thing'
by knocking her up. Our baby will be the
world’s first half Lokoti and half European Werewolf.”
I
smiled on his dry sense of humor, “I like your little explanations, they’re
like little stories in themselves.”
“Thanks.” He chuckled back. “So, what does the pregnant
woman crave; bacon and eggs, or sausages and eggs, or even pancakes?”
“Um,
how about all of the above?” I shrugged.
“I
love my wife!” He guffawed. “Man, are we
going to have fun over the next nine months.”
“Man,
are we going to have an interesting next ninety years.” I corrected.
Declan
pulled back to give an incredulous look, “Ninety years?!”
“There’s
kids and then there’s grandkids.” I reminded.
“Oh
yeah.” He frowned as he returned to the kitchen to cook. “By the time we make it to the space time
continuum; we really will be like a pair of 70 year old humans, moving to
Florida to retire.”
“Yup.” I moved to sit up on the bench to talk, while
he made breakfast. “In a couple of
years, you could have a daughter sitting here instead of me.”
He
passed a funny look as he passed me the ingredients from the fridge. “Why? Where will you be?”
“I
don’t know, away lecturing or writing my papers?” I shrugged again.
“So
because I’m the cook, I’m gonna turn into the 'house husband'?” He raised his eyebrows unimpressed.
“Well,
you are retired.” I reminded.
“Hmm.” He frowned as he paused in his food preparation. “I guess you're right. After working at the Garage for over 250
years, I’m in no hurry to return. Our
‘rug rat’ is going to need money for food.”
“The
way you constantly shove food down my throat, I doubt our kid will ever go
hungry." I said dryly. "It’s a good thing we’re having Werewolf
young. With their supernatural
metabolism, we won’t have to worry about our child becoming obese.”
Out
of the blue, Declan picked me up off the bench and swung me around in his
arms!
“Damn
straight!” He merrily laughed. “I’m going to be a father! Ladies and Gentlemen, I finally knocked up
Bianca Sabre! I knocked up the
unknockable woman! And she WANTS my
child!”
At
first I squealed in fright then in laughter, "We’re going to have a baby!”
“We’re
going to have a baby!" He
chanted. "We’re going to have a
baby!”
“Declan!”
I cupped his face. “Do you know how good
it feels when I get to give the man I love, a child?”
He
gently returned me to my feet before leaning in closely.
“About
as good as it does for me, to know that I’ve finally given you the one thing
that you always wanted?” He tenderly
rubbed his nose against mine.
“I've
always wanted you and I have that.” I stroked his cheek. “And now baby makes three!”
“Baby
makes three.” He hugged me tightly. “My
baby B and I are having a baby girl!”
“A
one-of-a-kind, just like her parents.” I
sighed happily.
“A
beautiful girl, just like her beautiful mother.” He mumbled as his lips smothered mine.
I
allowed this kiss although a part of me was still on guard. There was a tiny part of my brain that was
murmuring, ‘careful’. My instincts
didn’t entirely trust his turn around, all because his progeny would be female.
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