This is the second part to "The Storm." Lol. I spent many nights lying in bed trying to figure out how to end this story (*sigh followed by collapse*) BUT! (*jumps up*) I did it :D

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::UPDATE:: Thank you all for your heartfelt comments! I'm sorry to all you who cried your eyes out. I guess that means it's pretty good. Well, I went through and fixed as many grammar errors as I could and change it up in a few parts. I love to continue to hearin thoughts. Thanks!

"I-I... believe... I'm pregnant, dear."

The words sunk in like molasses. Pregnant? As in... a baby? Sebastian's whole body went stiff.

"Sebastian?" she asked worriedly, looking into his grim face. He was silent for a moment.

"You're going to have a baby?"

"I believe so. I've missed two of my monthlies so far and everything feels different. I just have this sense that I'm pregnant. Are you okay?"

Sebastian's eyes were vacant and his plain skin was even more white than normal.

"I know we hadn't planned this," she continued fumbling with her fingers, "But I've thought it through and decided that I'll work for a couple more months, then quit before my stomach starts to extend. Ciel will never know." She smiled limply as she finished.

"Mey-Rin...," he said horsey. He looked down at her. There was a certain fear in his eyes. This was the first time she'd seen him like this.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

No, she doesn't understand. This isn't supposed to even be possible. I'm a demon! I'm not supposed to be able to fertilize a human-being. If she is right, what will the child be like? Mutated? Evil? She'll know once it's born and then she'll know... what I am.

He saw she was beginning to cry. Guilty was tearing at her.

"Come here," he said and pulled her into his arms. She wrapped hers around him as well. He was like her safety net. He was there to catch her every time. Whether it was a bunch of falling dishes or she just needed someone to comfort her.

She looked up. He was scared, yet he had a sense of control about him. "You know I love you and would do anything for you, but if you don't want this baby," she said placing a hand on her stomach, "...then please tell me."

Sebastian studied her. He knew he loved her and the idea of a baby was an enjoyable thought, but the horrible possibilities of this baby were endless. She was watching patiently. With a sigh, he lifted her sweet face up and drew his head down for a kiss.

Just then a cry rang out in the Phantomhive manor.

"SEBASTIAN!" Ciel yelled.

"Most sorry, my dear, but the young master calls," he said.

Her face looked disappointed but she nodded in agreement. "Of course, you better hurry."

He would have loved to stay and tell her how much he did cared, but wasting more time could cause Ciel to become suspicious. Grudgingly, he turned and walked away.

"What took you so long?" was the first thing out of out of Ciel's mouth.

"There was some slight trouble on the way here, my lord, however it's taken care of."

"Good."

Sebastian closed the doors and walked over to Ciel's desk. Ciel didn't turn around.

"What is it that you wish, sir?"

"I have an appointment with Lord Vaughn, the founder and operator of the Vashon Furniture Company. He wishes to disuse a partnership with the Phantomhive Company and expanding to America," he paused to look down at his ring, "He thinks it would be an improvement and a worthy investment."

"And what, may I ask, would be in it for you?" Sebastian implied.

"The income for both of our company together would go up 34% and the Phantomhive Company would get 16% profit."

"That sounds reasonable enough."

"Yes...," Ciel said. He studied the landscape for a minute, then turned abruptly around, "I want you to get the carriage ready. We leave in 15 minutes."

Sebastian placed his hand over his chest and bowed slightly. "Yes , my lord."

It was late into the evening when the two returned from the meeting. Ciel had fought with Vaughn on a price to enter the company and production rates all afternoon, but finally came to agree to partner his company with Lord Vaughn. Construction in the United States would begin in the spring.

Instead, of going straight to Mey-Rin, Sebastian had to finish cleaning up around the house, make sure Ciel was in bed, check the Phantomhive's finances, and see that all was in its place. When he was finally done, he removed his jacket and loosened his tie.

And now to confront the pregnant maid, he thought.

Mey-Rin had already gone to bed, so he headed for her room. Stealthy, he opened and closed the door behind him, then walked over to the bed, without waking her.

She lay sleeping in a creamy nightgown he'd gotten her for the nights together. It was easy for her to slip on and off. Her hair lay flowing over the pillows. It looked smooth and outlined her fragile face in the pale moonlight. She was as beautiful as the first night he'd spent with her.

He smiled and crawled in bed with her. His long arms wrapped around her and he nuzzled his face into the nape of her neck. How he had wanted to do that all day. She smelled like vanilla. Hmm...

Mey-Rin woke with a gasp.

"What are you doing?" she hissed. "You scared me half to death."

"I'm just here to give you that kiss you didn't get earlier," he said as sincerely as he could.

She smiled teasingly. "Well then..." Their lips met.

He pushed up and wrapped his body further around her. Their kiss deepened and grew hot.

"Uh...," she gasp. He stopped and waited for her to catch her breath for a moment. "So this means you do want the baby?

"If it means I get you as well," he said pushing back a loose piece of hair.

"It does." she grinned. He kissed her nose.

"Then yes, my lady."

Throughout the night Sebastian did find Mey-Rin's body to be more different than before. She got hotter easier and was more sensitive to pleasurable touches. She was definitely pregnant, which still concerned him.

In the morning, he woke to find his naked, sleeping beauty next to him. He rolled over and watched her breathing calmly. She was so peaceful, with no idea of the possible danger that could be within her womb.

He found himself reaching out his hand to touch her stomach. It was not large yet, but inside, a small life form grew. His palm gently stoked the surface. This baby, or thing, was a part of him and her.

He could help but smile at the thought. He was a father.

Unfortunately, this happiness was short lived for he realized he had to go wake up Ciel. Against his will, he got up and dressed. He would have rather stayed in bed and hold Mey-Rin.

"Honey?" a soft female voice crooned.

Sebastian turned. Mey-Rin had woken and now sat up with one hand behind her head and the other on her belly. She looked even more beautiful now, stretched out bare. It made him hard. How he wished he could stay...

"I have to go," he whispered, "But you go back to sleep. You need the rest."

"Okay," she yawned.

Sebastian went over and pressed a kiss to her lips. "I'll see you in a bit."

"Bye..." she said tiredly. Then she rolled back over.

Just as he reached to door, he looked back. Why could he have a life like this? Marry Mey-Rin, have children, and grown old together. Sadly, he knew he was lying to himself. He could never have a normal life. Then he turned and closed the door behind himself.

A month passed without problems and then another. It was around noon one day when Sebastian walked out of a market. Ciel had told him to pretend to be getting some things, so he could check up on Lord Vaughn to make sure he wasn't pulling any shady deals.

As he made his way down the lively road, he pondered over the pressing baby issue. How will things be in a couple months? Mey-Rin's belly is be starting to enlarge and she'll have to quit. How will she manage without a job though? Not to mention, when it comes time for her to have the baby, it might come out horrid looking. Mey-Rin would be scared to death.

All of the sudden a whinny call broke through his thoughts.

"Ooh! Sebby!"

He stopped and looked down an alley from which the voice had come from. It was the unmistakable voice of Grell Sutcliffe, the grim reaper.

" I see you've finally come my way, yes you have." Grell squealed as he jumped down onto a dumpster then ran towards him.

"Not on purpose." Sebastian said flatly.

"Well that's too bad... You should come around more often." he said looking at his hands. "So if you're not here to see me, then why are you in these parts, Sebby?"

Sebastian frowned. "I'm doing some errands for the young master."

Grell's face pouted and studied him for a minute.

"That's not all. I can tell! Something is on your mind! Ooh! Tell me! What is it?"

Sebastian rolled his eyes in frustration. He was getting irritated with Grell's childishness.

"Nothing."

"Oh, please tell me! Please! Please! Remember, you own me on countless times, so I actually deserve to know."

With regret ringing in his ears, he grudging told him. "What would you think if a demon got a human pregnant?"

Grell stood silence, then a huge grin lit up his face.

"Why Sebby! I had no idea you wanted to get that serious."

" Not you!" Sebastian snapped. "Besides you're not even human!" In fact, something I don't know what you are.

" Well, a girl can always dream...," he sighed.

Sebastian was already walking away.

"Wait! I didn't answer your question!" He stopped and Grell smashed into his back.

"Ow! Well, aren't you-"

"What did you want to say?"

"Huh? Oh, yes!" Grell said excitedly as if he felt important answering Sebastian's question. "If a demon got a human pregnant... well um... all hell would probably break loose."

Sebastian's eyes grew and he winced. Not what he wanted to hear.

Grell paused. "But you didn't do that... did you?"

"No," he lied.

"Oh, good. Is that all?"

"Yes." Sebastian said, turning and slowly trudged on.

"Come by and visit me anytime!" Grell sang behind him.

But Sebastian didn't hear him for his thought had already consumed him. What would happen if hell broke loose? Could that even happen? After all, there could be a chance a hope. The child could take after it's mother's sweetness.

He had just gotten to the outskirts of town when all the sudden a profound, horrible feeling came over him. Something was out of balance. Every hair on his body rose and his eyes turned a murky pink. He felt a low growl rising to the surface. He was near. Sebastian's master. Lucifer, the Devil.

Sebastian's alarmed eyes followed the road until he saw a few invisible demons dashing into an alley. That's where he must be. Sebastian crossed the road and as soon as he entered the dark alley, he was greeted with the sight of hundreds of swarming demons. In the center of the group, stood a figure in a floor length cloak. Lucifer never left hell for nothing, so Sebastian knew he was in trouble. We wondered if he'd be killed.

Lucifer gestured for him to come closer.

As he walked over he noticed all the demons watching him. They were of many different types. Some were like him, dressed in a dignified manner for a cultural reason. Others keep their ghastly look. He spotted some he recognized. Hatred, fear, disappointment, lust, greed. They gave him with an untrustworthy looks.

"I hear you've been getting... distracted lately, Sebastian. This disappoints me," he said in a deep distorted voice, "Your goal is to take the boy's soul. That's it. What has been keeping you?"

Sebastian suddenly realized Lucifer may not know anything at all. He could work his way out of this. "The boy is still young, sir," he began carefully, "These things that time..."

The hooded figure turned and looked straight at him. He couldn't see the Devil, but he could feel his hot breath. "That's not it though. Your friend, Lies..." Satan pointed toward the demon, "Is picking it up."

Lies hissed in disagreement of the word friend.

"There is something else... isn't there?" Lucifer repeated.

He was caught.

"Yes, sir."

"What then?"

"I've... I've gotten a human pregnant." There was a sudden stir of hisses and growls amongst the demons. They all rumbled their discussed to one another. Lucifer raised a hand to silence them.

"Simple... Destroy her."

"No!" he cried out by impulse, but quickly regretted it.

They all stood quiet, staring at him in disbelief. No one argued with Lucifer. No one. Sebastian sunk back.

"What did you say?" he growled.

"I...," Sebastian purple-red eyes looked down. Then for some reason he thought of Mey-Rin that morning. The way her beautiful, reddish hair, had flown down. The way her breasts had risen and fell with every breath and how she had held her stomach, happily known her womb was occupied. He didn't want to lose that.

"I won't do it," he said firmly.

A deadly silence filled the alley. They now realized Sebastian was a traitor.

"You dare refuse me?" Lucifer bellowed, "Satan?! Your master?!"

"You're not my master!" Sebastian hissed back. "I don't belong to you... or the boy! And I do not wish to serve your pettiness anymore. I want to live a normal life! Not this!"

All the demons glared at him. Some showed their fangs. Satan was quiet for a long moment, before saying: "Kill him."

Immediately, dozens of the evil creatures shot at him. Some fired weapons, while others charged straight at him. Most had the same strength as him and there was only one goal set in their minds. To kill Sebastian.

Mey-Rin had woken a half an hour after Sebastian had left, then prepared for the day's work. First she made all the beds, then washed the dishes from breakfast, and finally did the laundry. She wondered, throughout the day, what her stomach wonder be like after it grew out, and then after she had the baby. She could nurse it, change its diapers, read it stories, play with it, and mostly love it as her own.

She was scrubbing the floors when the young master walked by.

"Have you seen Sebastian?" he asked her.

"No. Not since early this morning. Why?"

"I sent him out to do some errands and he hasn't returned yet. I told him to be here by noon."

Mey-Rin glanced at the clock on the mantle. It was almost 3:00 o'clock.

"Well, if I see him, I'll let you know," she replied.

Ciel grunted and walked off.

She sat there, concern crossing her face. It isn't like Sebastian to be late. Ever... I hope he's alright.

Sebastian shot through the dark forest with lightning speed. They were gaining on him. He had barely gotten away from their ghastly claws. Blood splatted on everything he passed. His abdomen had been cut and one leg torn at the thigh. His head had been hit and now blood dripped down his face and into his eyes and mouth, forcing him to taste of the foul liquid. He was thankful his leg didn't slow him down, but it was becoming too easy for them to follow him.

Suddenly, something landed on his back and shoved him into the dirt. After tumbling, Sebastian whipped around and smacked the fiend off of him. He couldn't see it, but he heard its cry of pain as it hit a tree. Judging by the way it didn't charge him again, he knew it had been a weak demon.

He spit out another mouth full of blood then crawled to his feet. Shakily, he turned and began running again, now having to grip his side to ease the pain. Sebastian had never been this beaten in his life. Behind him, he heard the other demons snarl as they found the one had not stopped him.

They were getting quicker and he was getting weaker.

Mey-Rin walked out of the bathroom. She had just got done changing into her nightgown and brushing her hair. She walked over to the bed and sat down. Sebastian still hadn't returned. The young master was pretty calm about it at dinner. But why hadn't he returned, yet? According to Bard, Sebastian was investigating Lord Vaughn for suspicious behavior. I doubt it though...

She rubbed her belly in thought. "Don't worry little one. Your father will be home soon." Or at least I hope so...

All at once, there was a loud smack against her patio window and she jumped with a shriek. Her heart raced and she stared in shock at the covered window. What was that?! She hesitated to go near the door but decided she had to. Timidly, she grabbed a lamp and walked over to the door.

She pushed back the curtain and peered out. In the dim light she saw a bloody man's body lying on the deck. He was wearing what looked to have been a tail coat suit.

She gasped.

"Sebastian!" she cried, then torn the door open then collapsed next to him. "What happened to you? Who did this?" she sobbed.

His face had several gashes and bruises on it, with one eye blacked out. Blood dripped down his head, as well as out of his nose and mouth. The suit, which she had noticed, was torn and ripped beyond recognition and the once white top he wore underneath, was now pure red. One leg, was deeply cut and swollen and abdomen area was bleeding heavily.

She shook his body gently. "Sebastian." her voice cracked. Was he even alive?

His eyes cracked open.

"M-uh..."

"Hang on, dear."

As gently and as carefully as she could she looped her arms beneath his armpits and dragged him into the room, then she helped him onto the bed. Her adrenalin was kicking in by now.

The bed she had set him on, was now massively soaking up blood and half of it had already turned red. He must have lost way too much blood by now.

She ran into the bathroom and got several wet towels before running back in. Sebastian stiffed a groan as she pressed them to the many various cuts and wounds. She pulled off the cord from around her robe and tided it firmly around his thigh, to cut off the circulation.

Who could have done this? Sebastian is not a weak man, so it must have been many strong men. A gang? But why? He has nothing valuable on him! Tears flowed freely down her face as she removed the torn up jacket. She looked at his face. It was covered in his own dry blood and his beautiful raven-black hair was wet with it "You poor thing..." she choked.

Softly, she wiped his face and he opened his eyes. They told her of the pain and trauma he'd suffered

"I'm going to tell the young master to fetch a doctor! You need medical attention badly!" she said as she finished wringing out a towel.

"No..." he said very quietly.

"But-"

"I shall be fine. I just need time to heal." He closed eyes weary eyes. "Besides...I have you."

A sad smile took over her lips. She leaned over and kissed him gently. Their lips lingered together for a moment, then she lifted up and stroked his face with the towel again.

There was a long silence between the two for some time. She allowed Sebastian rest his beaten frame while she mended his wounds the best she could. She was no nurse, but she knew just enough to help his body from losing any more blood.

As Sebastian lay, wearily sleeping, his mind played for him all the violent scenes he'd faced. He remembered the pain caused each slash, the blood from each wound, the cry from each blow. He had barely escaped with his life... It's only a matter of time before they realized I'm not dead. That my temporary, silenced body was still working. They'll come for Mey-Rin and me again and this time they will not accept failure. I have to protect my family.

He came to, for felt Mey-Rin cleaning out his stomach wound. She had completed removing the bloody jacket and shirt and was now getting it ready for the stitches.

What would I do without her?

He cracked his eyes open and looked. She was focused on pulling a string through the needle. The pressure she must be under. She probably just full of questions; it was just a matter of time until she asks.

Mey-Rin looked at him. Her eyes filled with heartache as she saw his wore out face again. "What happened to you?"

He closed his eyes for a moment than opened them again. Slowly, he sat up.

"Wait! Don't! You'll bleed more," she said trying to hold him down.

"It's fine. You can close those later... just listen, please." With one hand, he pressed a towel to his wounded side. "There's something... I've been hiding from you for a sometime, but now it's putting you in danger so you need to know."

"What is it...?" she asked uncertain.

He looked up at her. His allowed his eyes to turn into their natural deep purple-reddish color and the thin slits to appear. "I'm a demon."

Sebastian watched for some kind of sign disbelief or fear in Mey-Rin, but she didn't move. After a moment, he collapsed back on the pillow and waited for her to run. When she didn't he continued.

"It's not that I want to be. Actually, I'd give up pretty much everything to be normal, so I could live a life with you... and the baby," he said looking at her stomach. Mey-Rin vacantly put hand to her belly. He knew what she was probably thinking and closed his eyes.

To his surprise, he felt her warm body lay next to his. He opened his eyes.

"The first time I saw you, I knew there was something different about you, Sebastian. The first time we made love, I was sure of it. I just never knew what. Now that I know, I'm finding that I'm not scared. I know you wouldn't hurt me or our baby."

"What if it isn't the sweet, innocence baby you want? What if it's some horrid creature?"

"It won't be. I know it. But what I'm trying to say, "she rubbed his arm, "No matter what happens, I'll be waiting right here with you. That's a promise."

He picked up her hand and kissed it softly. "You are an angel, you know that? The angel that is rescuing me."

She smiled lovingly at him. "You are too, you just don't know it." After a second she said, "What's the danger?"

"They found out about us having the baby and I've been marked as a trader. Choosing you over my leader is a severe offense."

"The devil?"

"Yes. Now they're out to kill me... and you. I fought them off as long as I could, than ran. But they caught up to me and beat me. Finally, the only way out was to fake that I was dead. It worked, but they almost finished me off."

Her face grew sober and she stoked his sore face.

"Are 'they' demons?"

He nodded.

"Does Ciel know your...one?"

"Yes. You see this mark," he held up the back of his hand, "I always told you it was an old tattoo. Well, underneath Ciel's eye patch, his eye bares the same mark. We are bonded together by a contract. I am to serve him until death, then take his soul. It's pitiful really."

"Do still you want too?"

Sebastian was quiet. "I used to think so, but now that I've discovered life with you it's changed my perspective. I just want this...," he hand wrapped around her and her stomach. She smiled shyly.

"And I just want you too." Mey-Rin pushed up and kissed him. Her fingers brushing his messy hair back. He moved passionately with her, secretly wishing he was well enough to roll over and make love with her. When their lips parted she said, " We should probably move you to your room. I'll need to refresh this one so no one thinks I murdered anyone."

"Good idea. I need to wash too."

"You wait here and I'll go get you a change of clothes. You can use my bathroom since it's closer."

Quickly, Mey-Rin went to his room and grabbed some clean night wear and shampoo from his bathroom, then turned on his bedside lantern and flipped over the sheets. When she returned, he was already sitting up, and removing, the remainder of his clothes off.

It was wrong of her, but she couldn't help but laugh. Here he was naked and covered in bloody bandages, like some kind of mummy.

"What...?"

"It's just-, "she chuckled, "You look like a mummy." Sebastian looked himself over and grinned.

"I suppose I do." He eyed her. "And mummy likes what he sees..."

"Oh no, you don't! You are hurt and-" It was too late he'd already got up and darted toward her. She let out a soft scream and he lifted her over his shoulder and swung her around in circles, but her scream soon turned into giggles. When he finally set her down, she grabbed her head and tried to stop it from spinning.

"Whoa, whoa! Wait..." she paused to steady herself, "Your arm. It was hurt? How could you carry that much weight on it? And your face! Most the cuts are already gone."

"I heal faster" he whispered in her ear.

She smiled sheepishly "Of course you do. Now go change," she said throwing him his clothes. "AND not to mention I'll have to rebadge you once you're clean! More work for me."

"Sorry my lady," he said catching them. "But aren't you going to help me? I could drowned, me being the way I am right now. Or...I might not be able to reach certain spots." She rolled her eyes.

"Fine. I'll help you this once, but no funny business!"

His devilish smile appeared for the first time sense she found him. "If I didn't have any funny business, then what kind of a butler would I be?"

After struggling to get Sebastian cleaned up, Mey-Rin was able to get him out and helped him down the hall to his room. Once there again she slipped the door open and walked him over to his bed. He lay down with a moan. Obviously, he was still sore.

"There. Are you good now?"

"Yes. Don't you want to sleep with me though?"

His eyes dazzled and hypothesized her into to saying "Yes." After turning the lamp off, she crawled into the bed next to him. He pulled her next to himself suggesting more than sleep. "Sebastian, your body is still healing."

"I'll be fine," he said hotly against her open mouth, making her shiver. Their mouths met. It was not long before their two bodies were entangled as well. Moaning, gasps, and heavy breathing filled the air.

Sebastian brought his lips down to her stomach and kissed it. It was smooth and promised of child. Mey-Rin hands dug into his hair and his kiss deepened and drove down. Oh, Sebastian. He lingered there for a minute, letting her take in the sensation.

When he rose up, he looked down at her. She waited anxiously for him. He drove into her and she gasp with pleasure.

He moved with her a little slower than he normal for his body didn't have all its strength back, but even by doing that, Mey-Rin twisted in delight beneath him. Going slower teased her with a longer wait for an orgasm. After a bit, Sebastian was able to bring up the pace and bring her to her climax.

Mey-Rin moaned as she felt him moving deep within her, faster. Then finally cried out his name when she reached her limit.

Even though they had come together many, many times; tonight was different than others. Tonight she made love to a demon.