“My back hurts” I rub the lower part of my back, again, through the thin paper dress these stupid doctors have me in. I told Micah I didn’t want to come here, that my mom never went here except to give birth to me and I turned out fine. I told Micah I did not want to come here! But yet he ignored me and practically dragged me here!
“I can’t do anything about that” he says tersely from the stool beside the chair. I narrow my eyes and sit up straighter,
“You know for someone that dragged me to come here, you aren’t trying to see that I’m comfortable”
“You won’t let me make you comfortable” that part was true, I hadn’t let him touch me but what do you expect? You drag me here after I told you I didn’t want to come and you expect me to be all hunky dory about it?? I sit back and let out a puff of air. We’ve been here forever and, even though my mood has been seriously crappy for the past two days, I’m starting to get really pissed off.
“How long do we have to wait for this guy to come?” I snap at him,
“Like I sad 5 minutes ago I don’t know” he snaps at me through clenched teeth
“Well maybe if you would’ve given me my answer 5 minutes ago I wouldn’t have to ask you again” I say matter-of-factly
“How the hell would I know-“
“Ok, ok you guys can stop fighting I’m here” a female doctor comes in she has brown eyes and red hair. She looks at Micah and smiles and I bite off a growl when he smiles back,
“I’m doctor leason, how can I help you two today?” her eyes have not come from Micah so I clear my throat.
“He just wanted to make sure everything is ok with the baby,” I pat my mid-size bump through the paper thin dress.
“Ok, well we can check that right now for you” she says and sits on the stool in front of the chair I now sit on. She looks at me and I look back, I don’t know what to do! She must have seen my panicked expression because she smiles warmly at me,
“Put your feet in the stirrups please” I look at the metal thingies that lay on each side of the chair, but that would give her full view of my womanly areas.
“I thought you put the jelly on my stomach and see the baby” I say, fear shooting its way through my body. She blinks once and I have to calm down, so I look at Micah,
“She just wants to make sure everything is ok, down there, no bumps or anything I don’t know about” he says with a grin, it makes my cheeks hot and I look back at the woman.
“Strange” she says then puts on a glove, she lifts up my dress and starts to move her hand toward there. I look at Micah again and he’s just grinning like a… cat. I feel her enter me and preoccupy myself,
“Why are you grinning like that?” I ask him
“Because I’m a proud soon-to-be father?” he tries
“Hmm” is all I say, I lean in closer and whisper “I will never forgive you for this”
“Ah, you’ll have to one day and when you do I’ll be there” he kisses my cheek “holding our baby”. I feel the doctor come out of me and I exhale,
“Everything is fine, now for” she goes to the beige closet and pulls out a screen looking thingy “the goo part”. I really wish I had kept my underwear on, I really really wish I was that smart. Sensing my distress she rips open a circle that shows my protruding belly and she puts light blue, cold goo on my stomach and I giggle. She sends me a smile, she puts a microphone looking thingy and spreads it around. She clicks a couple of buttons and the black screen flicks to life. At first I can’t see anything, but then after she moves it around a little I see a curled up thing. The fetus. It’s about the size from my thumb to my ring finger, she moves it around again and I almost pass out from shock. There are two fetuses! I suck in a gasp and Micah stiffens beside me,
“Congratulations,” she says cheerily, she clicks a few more buttons and pictures come out “Your having twins!”
Twins! Ha ha! Micah hasn’t said a word since then and I’m floating on air. We walk back to the forest and we continue to walk in silence until we reach the den. Where my mother waits practically bouncing on her toes. The whole pack cease to move and await my answer,
“They are fine!” I yell happily, everyone looks around very confused but its daddy who catches on first.
“Holy-“ my mother sends him a look for me “nuts, twins! Your having twins?!” his face is wonder and happiness. I look at Micah and he takes the picture out of his pocket slowly,
“Yeah” he mutters hesitantly, I’ll have to talk to him about that later but for now, I’m having twins yay! I’m practically bouncing as I take the pictures from him and walk to the cluster of woman that surround my mother. They all aww, and I have to look at it sideways, what’s so cute about it? I mean, sure, it’s my baby but I don’t see anything cute about it. Maybe when they come out I’ll see their cuteness. It shouldn’t be longer than 3 more days, we’ll have to go to a new hospital so as not to raise alarm to us. I look from the gaggle of women and see Micah walking to the den slowly. I walk to him and start to rub my stomach, I get a fresh twirl and I can’t help but giggle. I link my arm through his,
“Hey you,” I say softly and he looks at me for a moment then looks to the den again “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing” he mumbles, he tries to pull away but I tighten my grip
“Whats wrong?” he says something that I want to believe I didn’t hear properly.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I say again
“I said, I didn’t ask for this” he says, almost sounding angry, I stop and twirl him around so he faces me,
“And you think I did?” I ask incredulously
“You wanted it” he mumbles and suddenly I’m pissed. I punch him in the gut and when he goes to cover it I push him on the ground
“Yes I wanted a child, but instead I got two, and I didn’t hear you complaining when you were screwing me!” I yell at him, I feel a pain in my stomach and I swallow down a cry of pain. Instead I just rub my stomach,
“Find somewhere else to sleep tonight, I don’t care if you sleep in mud or get mauled by a bear. You’ll deserve it” I spit at him and then I step over him and ignore the stares from the rest of the pack.
I cry until I go to sleep, I wake up, cry and go back to sleep again. When I wake up finally I get up from my tear soaken pillow and wash up, I put on jean capris and a pink flower shirt. My stomach has grown considerably and I can see the tip of my stomach from over my breasts. Thank goodness I got some clothes from mom or I’d be walking around in uncomfortably stiff leaves. I put my hair in a ponytail and walk out into the main compartment.
“Hey sweetie” mom says carefully and I smile at her
“Hi mom”
“Morning honey”
“Morning daddy” I walk to them and sit on a bean bag chair that I forced daddy to buy me, for comforbility.
“What’s for breakfast?” I ask cheerily
“John went on a run last night while you were uh, held up, and he brought some yogurt and oranges for breakfast”
“Ooh, yum” mom hands me an orange and daddy hands me a little cup of strawberry banana yogurt and a spork. I unpeel the orange and separate in half, then in quarters.
“The way you eat oranges amaze me” I hear Micah’s voice say, but I continue to separate my orange,
“The way you seamlessly care about yourself amazes me” I say before I pop a slice in my mouth. I take a piece of cloth and put my orange slices in it along with my yogurt and my spork.
“I’m gonna go for a walk” I tell them and pass by Micah, purposely bumping his shoulder with mine.
“Hey Lizzy” Catherine says, I haven’t known her for long, apparently while I was gone daddy went crazy and rogues from everywhere. She was one of them and I like her so she can stay, for now.
“Hey Cathy” I pop another slice in my mouth “what’s up?”
“Nothing much, I was just over there with the chatty cathies’” she laughs at her joke and I giggle
“And I heard you were walking around punching people and talking about screwing, what happened while I went hunting?”. I tell her everything and she see’s my point, she even agree’s to give him a good ass kicking if he ever gets on my nerves again. I laugh with her then Micah and mom come out. Cathy growls at Micah but he doesn’t notice he just stares at me,
“Sweetheart we need to talk”
“I’ll talk with you, but not him” I tell her and start to spoon out my yogurt,
“Ok, you and I can talk he’ll just be there, ok?” I sigh
“Fine” she smiles and takes my non-yogurt hand, she takes me to the woods and Micah follows, quiet. He sure has been awfully quiet lately. We come to a clearing about a mile away from the den’s.
“Ok,” she says cheerily “you two have problems and I have voluntereed to help”
“We don’t have problems” I say back cheerily “he has problems, he can’t be concerned about someone else but himself for more than a day”
“That’s not true, for those ten years I was always wondered about you”
“And what did you do about it? Nothing that’s what, any other mate would have gotten himself killed to save me!”
“If I would have gotten myself killed you wouldn’t be here”
“Oh yeah, and how do you figure? I’m the one who howled, who broke my father out of his trance! I’m the one who flew here, I’m the one who will have to take care of these children because most likely you’ll be off thinking about god knows what!”
“Do you have any idea what I went through for those ten years? Or were you too damn concerned about you went through?” that shuts me up “every night, every god damn night I sat outside hoping and praying someone would send me a sign that you were alive, that you were safe, that one day you would come back, that one day I would find you! And one day I got a sign, my mother was killed by a rogue when I should have been protecting her. I try not to blame myself, saying that waiting for you to come back or to hear you was the right thing but your making that hard now, your so impossible. You take the smallest comment seriously and I am so fucking tired of it!” his eyes have started to tear up and my heart breaks for him. He’s right, I had been so concerned over what happened to me I was so angry at him for not coming to save me. He was young too, he went through things too.
“And sometimes, sometimes I wish none of this happened, I would have my mother and you would have actually had a childhood” he says feebly.
“I- I’m really s-“
“Apologies mean nothing to me, especially coming from you. I would think that you would love me just as much as I love and miss you, but your so fucking stuck up that you only focus on what happened to you! None of my pack is here I left them all for you, my mother was the only living relative that I had but she died because of you! But yet you walk around like nothing is wrong with me, it’s just what’s wrong with you! I understand,” he pokes himself in the chest for emphasis “I understand you were raped and beaten and bad things happened, but bad things happened over here. I’m not trying to sound shallow or conceited, but stuff happened to me too” he finishes. He looks at my mother who has tears in her eyes,
“I’m done” is all he says then he walks out of the woods, away from the conversation and away from me.
I stand there, mute and shocked, I didn’t know that. I wish I had known that, it would have made life so much easier. All my anger and brattiness has been so messed up. I shouldn’t be upset. He should be, he’s been through a lot too,
“He’s right, ya know?” my mother says through tears,
“We’ve been so stuck on what happened to us, we didn’t care what they went through” she sobs. Tears fall out my eyes and I walk the direction he walked. I don’t have to walk for long, I hear sniffling above me and I see he’s perching on a limb his head in his knees and his shoulders shaking. I look to the tree next to him and climb it, making sure not to bump my stomach, I perch on the limb closest to his and scooch as close as I can without the limb breaking. I let his shoulders shake a couple more times before I speak,
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask softly, and he chuckles, a sad chuckle
“When, when you were telling me your story, when you didn’t give me a chance to tell you I love you? Please tell me when you gave me the chance” his voice is not warm and loving anymore, it’s cold and hard. And it’s my fault
“Your right, I shouldn’t have been so concerned about what happened to me. I should have asked what happened here. I’m sorry” he’s quiet for a while, then he nods. He puts his head back in his knees, he takes a long breath then he hops off the tree limb. He’s about to walk away,
“W-wait your not gonna help me down?” I say in my most helpless voice, he stops takes a breath then turns with a sly grin. He holds out his arms,
“Hop in” is all he says, his voice is returning,
“Hop in, as in jump into your arms? Really?”
“Yeah pretty much” I stand up,
“Ok” I say cautiously. I jump down and for a minute I think, he’s not gonna catch me he’s not gonna catch me, but I land in his firm arms. There isn’t any pain but I still yelp, he puts me on my feet and braces my arms in his hands,
“Are you ok?” he asks his voice panicked. I nod then I put my hands on his cheeks
“Are you?”
“I wasn’t but now that I’ve told you everything I’m fine” he gives me a smile, it’s small but it’s there and that’s all that counts.
“Did you really mean what you said, about not wanting the twins?” my voice cracks a little and he holds me.
“Of course not baby, but” he pulls away and his face is lit up with a mischievous grin “that was a hell of a punch you gave me”
“Well” I rub my nose “I guess my skills are pretty good. Remember that next time you almost piss me off ok?” I say in all sincerity and he laughs. He pecks my cheek
“Will do” he grabs my hand softly and we start to walk back,
“Mom! You can stop crying we’ve worked things out!” I don’t hear anything, just the wind, I stop instantly. Why can’t I hear her, I sniff, I can’t smell her either.
“Elizabeth?” I hear Micah’s voice ask but I can’t hear him, I run back to where my mom was supposed to be. She’s not there, there is only a piece of paper under a rock. I pick it up and drop to my knees:
Hello sprite of Helen,
Unfortunately since we could not stop your birth, and we do truly apologize that you have had to deal with the burden of sharing your body with an animal, we have to stop the birth of your two whelps. Unfortunately we know that you would not cooperate with us voluntarily we have had to take extreme measures. And since the last time we sent sprites to come and retrieve you for us failed, we have sent one of the council. We understand that in a matter of days you will give birth, and when you do we look forward to meeting you. Of course it will be under sad measures, but no need to worry we will spare your life.
Sincerely,
The council of flickenhammer.
Ok, a whole bunch of stuff in this letter pisses my wolf off, but for now I remain emotionless and still. Our whelps, a burden to have a mighty wolf to share your body with, extreme measures? She yells in my mind and I internally cringe, I’ll give them extreme measures when I kick their floating fairy asses! Hey, I snap at her, sprites are not fairies, we are completely different things! She shrinks away muttering something along the lines of stupid flying sprites, just a little more colorful.
“Elizabeth?” Micah’s voice asks from behind me
“They took her, and they won’t give her back unless I- I give up the twins” tears float down my face and come into a pool at the base of my neck. It itches but I can’t move anything except my eyes and my lips.
“What do you mean ‘give up the twins’?” I hear him come closer and he snatches the paper from my hands. I remain still even as he curses and stomps around the clearing. I let him get it out because there’s not really anything I can do, he kneels beside me and puts me in his lap. I lean my head on his shoulder and cry, I let out a mournful howl and he lets out a roar that would shake mountains. Somewhere I hear daddies howl, It comes closer and closer as it goes on and I think I can hear him burst through the clearing. But I can’t see. I can’t see anything but the pain, and now I know what Micah felt like. This pain, can’t see anything or hear anything. I don’t feel anything but pain. What do I do, do I save the lives of my children or do I save my mother? I’m sure micah asked himself this when he decided to wait for me instead of protecting his mother from any harm. I don’t know what to do and I feel my body being lifted up, the tears still fall like a tumbling waterfall and I’m barely able to breath. I hear a howl, that seems to be on another world but I know it can’t be farther than 3 yards away. It’s loud and ear screeching but comforting, I howl too but it’s full of sorrow and pain, I relax in Micah’s arms as he carries me back to the den. I sob out words as I hear the whole pack howling and whining, I don’t know why everything has to fall down on me. No, I don’t know why things have to fall down on us, it’s me and Micah now. Me, Micah, daddy and the pack against a whole council of hateful sprites. This should be easy.

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