Blast From The Past

Part Two

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Just when Kathrina is getting over the shock of Z's news she finds out that Dagger may not be their only child.

Kathrina stood stock still, staring dumbfounded at Z, his last words echoing in her mind. Our son, he's our son, "Our son." She wondered who had spoken, then realized the words had came from her own mouth.

"That's what I said. He's our son." Z repeated, now standing with his arms folded, Dagger next to him looking at Kathrina. Spike, who was still on the black leather sofa, was just as shocked as Kathrina, who was now pacing back and forth not knowing what to make of the situation. When she stopped, she turned to look out of the living room window and placed her hands on her hips, a habit she had picked up from her previous host, Kathryn Janeway.

She sighed then turned to Z, "I don't remember having a son, with you." She told him.

"That's because I erased your memory of it." He replied.

Kathrina looked like she had just been slapped around the face, "What? Why?" If he was blocking her memories of her son's birth, what else was he blocking from her?

"Because I didn't want you to remember. I had my reasons." Z answered.

Kathrina glared at him, always used that excuse on her. I had my reasons. She had heard it hundreds of times; it was like he wasn't man enough to give her a proper reason for why he did things. She looked at Dagger, he was staring back at her like he was trying to find his mother but wasn't having any luck.

"Okay." She turned to address Z, "can you give them back to me?"

Z shrugged, "If you want them back."

Kathrina was about to reply when Spike stood up. "If you don't mind, I've got other things to do." He walked pass Kathrina then out of the room.

He was uncomfortable, Kathrina didn't blame him, being stuck in the middle of a family disagreement when you're not part of that family and you don't want to be involved.

Kathrina eyed at Z then gave her answer. "Yes I want them back."

Z walked over to stand in front of her, and then placed his left hand across her forehead. Kathrina closed her eyes, but it was more out of them being forced closed. Then images started flashing in to her mind.

Pain, tired, sweating. Lying on a bed. A baby crying. Z comforting her. "It's a boy!" Holding a baby. Standing beside a grave. Dagger's first steps. Pain, screaming, pushing. A little girl dressed in white looking like a ghost. "She's dead." Crying endlessly in to the nights. Baking cakes with Dagger. The little girl again tears streaming down her cheeks. Holding a new born. At the graveyard burying someone. A terrifying scream…

London, England, 1651: Elizabeth let out a scream; it was more than four hours in to her first labor. The midwife told her she was making progress, slow but there was progress. She gripped hold of the blanket the covered the bed and pushed down. Then the contraction went as quickly as it came, she loosened her grip and rested her back against the wall and concentrated on her breathing, taking deep breaths in and out… in and out.

She was scared, her first child and none of her family there to help her, to guide her on how to look after a baby. She had told her parents, the first time she had talked to them since meeting Z, but they only shut her out. She had no idea where her brothers and sisters were, but what did it matter, they hated her as well.

"Z." She gasped, trying to keep her eyes opened.

She felt him take hold of her hand with his, holding it tightly. "I'm here." He reassured her, and then moved one of his hands away from hers, but Elizabeth couldn't see what he was doing since her eyes were closed. A moment later, she felt a damp cloth rest on her forehead to help cool her down. "Do you want a drink?" He asked.

Elizabeth opened her eyes to look at him, he was sitting on a stool, she could see in his eyes that he really did love her, something she had never seen before. She nodded her head and noticed out of the corner of her eye the midwife standing at the foot of the bed; she was the only person in the room to help her through this. Z didn't seem to have a clue and they couldn't afford a Doctor, Hell they couldn't even afford a midwife but she appeared saying someone had told her to look after Elizabeth and that they had paid her, but she didn't know who they were.

Z rested a cup of water on Elizabeth's lower lip and slowly tipped it forward so she could drink. He pulled the cup away and put it back on the bedside table then took the cloth off her head to pat her face with it.

Elizabeth felt, for once, that he did love her; he was never this kind to her. When she told him she was pregnant he became a new man, everything seemed to evolve around her, he always looked out for her, being kind to her, telling her he loved her, making her feel special. She was glad to have him at her side.

Z put the cloth on the table then kissed her forehead, when she saddened tightened her grip on his hand. "Oh, it's happening again." She said between trying to control her breathing.

"Okay, Elizabeth, let's see if we can get the baby out this time." The midwife said, "You're doing really well, just remember to breath."

Breathe breath, then the contraction started, push, push, no breath, damnit breath, push.

"Come on Elizabeth, push." Came Z's voice from her left.

Push, push, no have to breath.

"A big push this time, we're almost there." The midwife called out.

Elizabeth gripped tighter on Z's hand and the blanket then bore down with all her strength.

Cant breath, need to breath, she could feel herself getting a little light headed, but she ignored it.

Then she stopped pushing, the midwife looked up to her. "I can see the head, one more big push Elizabeth."

Elizabeth shook her head, "No."

Z moved closer to her. "Elizabeth, honey, you can do this. I know you're tired but one more push, then it's over and you can rest."

Elizabeth looked at him nodded, then started pushing down again as hard as she could. She thought it was a matter of the harder she pushed, the quicker the baby would come out. Then there was a crying of a baby, Elizabeth stopped pushing and opened her eyes to look towards the midwife, it looked like she was sorting out the baby. Z kissed her talking her by surprise, when he pulled back he hugged her. "I'm so proud of you." He whispered, Elizabeth hugged him tighter, when Z sat back down the midwife handed the baby, now wrapped in a blanket, over to Elizabeth.

"Congratulations," she said, "it's a girl."

Elizabeth smiled as she held the baby. The pain gone, tiredness forgotten about, all that mattered now was her little girl. Z put his arm around Elizabeth's shoulders and looked down at his new daughter, she had thick black hair covering her tiny head, something she must of got from Z, her eyes were closed, but there was no doubt about who she looked like. "She looks just like you." Z said, then bent down to kiss the baby's forehead, then Elizabeth's.

"What are we going to call her?" Elizabeth asked as she looked at him, catching a glimpse of the midwife cleaning up.

"What do you want to call her?" Was her reply.

Elizabeth thought for a moment, she didn't know, her and Z had talked about names but never decided on one. "Victoria." She said.

"Then Victoria it is." Z kissed Victoria again before taking her off Elizabeth so she could rest.

Demonrina, 2378: Kathrina shot up, when did she lie down? She was on her bed, Spike sitting next to her; there was no sign of Z or Dagger. She realized she was breathing quickly so she started to slow it back to normal. "How did I get here?" She asked.

"Z brought you up here; you fell unconscious after he did whatever he did." Spike answered.

Kathrina put a hand on her head, feeling a headache coming on. "How long was I out for?"

"Just over half an hour." Spike stood, "Their downstairs, if you want to talk to them."

Kathrina nodded, then got of the bed and walked out of the room with Spike closely following.

When they entered the sitting room, Kathrina went to stand in front of Z who was sitting on the sofa next to Dagger; Spike went to sit in a chair near them.

Kathrina thought for a moment before asking Z about the little girl, maybe something went wrong and it never happened. Maybe I did have his daughter as well as his son, "I'm going to have a shower," she decided not to confront him with Dagger and Spike with them, she would do it later, "I want to talk later." She looked at Z, who nodded.

"Yeah. I might have to go out in a few minutes, if not, I'll join you." He picked up his mobile off the coffee table then started calling someone on it.

Kathrina didn't argue, she didn't care if he joined her, as long as he spent time with her it didn't matter where they were.

Five minutes later, Kathrina stepped into the shower, it was quite a big shower in a corner of the bathroom, it had a frosty glass door, dark blue and green tiles that matched the rest of the room and unlike most showers this one wasn't attached to the wall, it came down from the ceiling.

Kathrina pulled opened the door, stepped inside and pushed the door shut. She stood under the shower then pressed the button to switch it on, warm water came flowing out, first hitting her head, then trickily everywhere else. She ran her hands through her hair, it wasn't as relaxing as a bath, but she wasn't in the mood for a bath.

She heard the bathroom door open, out of the corner of her eye she saw Z getting undressed, leaving his clothes over the floor, as normal. She picked up her red sponge of the corner shelf and ran it over her shoulders and chest, just as the shower door opened then closed. She put the sponge back when a pair of arms slipped round her waist.

"I knew you wouldn't go out." She whispered, her responds was a trail of kisses down her neck. She put her arms on his, and then rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes slowly closing. He kissed her shoulder then went back to the top of her neck, his body pressing against hers. Kathrina tilted her head towards him, eyes still closed and his lips captured hers, making her moan softly.  He pulled away and she opened her eyes to find that she wasn't looking at Z - it was Spike. She moved away from him and stared at him, the only thing between them was the water.

"Spike." She said in confusement, why would he do that?

Spike didn't reply he just moved forward and reclaimed her mouth, as he pushed her against the wall. Kathrina resisted for a moment but soon gave in to him.