Omen: Next Generation

The Birth of Samuel Thorn

A/N: This is an old, old, old, old 'oneshot' that was requested by The Truth's Lie. She's on hiatus at the moment but I'm hoping she'll still read this :)

And meanwhile you all get to enjoy it too!

Oh, and the summary is total shit I had NO IDEA what to put. Help me out? Leave your suggestions in your reviews (if you leave one: please?)

Warnings: Yeah it meantions Mpreg. No detail, and only for this very short chapter. But it's still there.

Don't flame. I'm perfectly aware not everyone agrees with it and even I'm uncomfortable with having to include it but I NEEDED to make sure the kid was blood related to both of them. Kay? Thank you.

Disclaimer: I OWN LITTLE SAMMY!

But not Pip or Damien.

=X=

"Why are we in Rome, Dami?" Pip asked.

"Because..." Damien replied "There happens to be a hospital near here. Ospidal de Santo." A grin. "I was born there."

"And there wasn't a perfectly good one anywhere else?" Pip said.

"Not full of corrupted satanic 'priests' who would willingly do as I say. Plus, I somehow think a normal hospital may have been absolutely confounded as to how you are pregnant."

Pip rolled his eyes and turned to look out of the car window, but understood the point.

"Meanwhile, we get to spend some time in a lovely, warm, sunny country and avoid the many, many Cathedrals dotted literally everywhere." Damien continued.

"Why would you come to the capital of the Catholic religion? Why would you be born here?"

"Irony?" Damien chuckled. He turned, and parked in the driveway in front of a large house. The dark haired man stepped out, and went around to help Pip.

"It's a nice place." The blonde nodded.

"Yeah, it should be for what I paid for it."

Pip laughed. Despite being the Antichrist and apparent 'embodiment of evil', he had a wicked sense of humour and a kind side only Pip knew.

"Come on, I'm tired." The blonde complained, and they both walked inside.

-xXx-

At the ages of 26 and 27, Pip and Damien were still young and relatively free. Damien had to aid his father on occasion, and was currently in charge of Thorn Industries, the Thorn family business passed on by Robert Thorn to his 'son' in an unchanged will. For the most part Damien left the running of the company to Paul Buher, who was a disciple of his father's and started working for Thorn industries when Damien was twelve. He was all too happy to take the troubles of running a company off Damien's hands.

Pip didn't really need to work – he said when they settled down he might take up a small part-time job in a cafe, but for the most part was content with a family life at home. The couple had both decided having a child would be wonderful.

So here they were in Rome.

-xXx-

Damien had been out of the house attending to a minor situation in Hell when he received a call informing him his child was about to be born. Although he rushed, he didn't quite arrive in time. Part of him was relieved, as the thought of being present seemed rather unappealing and somewhat unnerving.

He walked through the doors of the hospital, and was greeted by a 'priest' who recognised him immediately.

"There were no complications." He was assured "They are both fine."

Damien continued through to Pip's hospital room. The blonde was sat, tucked up, in the bed, looking exhausted but proud as he cradled the small bundle. He looked up and smiled.

"A son." Pip whispered as Damien came over to sit beside him. They both gazed down at the baby boy – he had a head of fluffy black hair, and pale skin. His eyes were closed but undoubtedly new-born blue.

"What shall we name him?"

Damien grinned teasingly and Pip chuckled quietly.

"No, we are not naming him Damien Junior." He giggled. Damien laughed and nodded.

"I know, I know. Just joking." He said. They fell into a thoughtful silence.

"How about Samuel? I've always liked the name." Pip suggested. Damien nodded in agreement.

"Samuel Thorn." He repeated, as if testing the name. The baby cooed, almost seeming to be approving the choice. Both parents laughed.

Everything felt complete.

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A/N: Aarrgh it's all lovey-dovey mushy shit xD

I've decided to split this into a few chapters, but it'll be short.

The name 'Samuel' was a PROPER tribute to Sam Neill, who played adult Damien in Omen III: Final Conflict.

Hope you guys like it, this shouldn't take long, it's already all written out. Good good.

Bye bye :D