Sent Down: Part Two
Chapter 1
"Damn it! What is taking her? Sanura has never been out this long. Short trip, my ass." Bakura exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table.
The brown dog lying on the floor looked up at him.
"Don't look at me like that."
Bakura didn't really like the dog, but Sanura had insisted on keeping it. It had followed him home one day, after Bakura had rescued him from an abusive breeder. He couldn't stand seeing anything getting hit, even if it was a dog. The stupid thing seemed to take a liking to his wife, which resulted in Sanura's incapability to say "no" to the "puppy pout." But the mutt was useful, none-the-less. He would serve as a guard-dog, whenever he would go on one of his thieving trips. Bakura had become a thief-for-hire and would steal from the kings of the other neighboring countries, just for fun.
But right now, his main concern was his wife. She had been sick for a while now and said she was going to the city for groceries. She said it wouldn't take long. She left around mid-day and the sun was starting to come down.
Sanura sat in a wooden chair inside a lofty tent. There were blankets hung all around and jars of all kinds up on the shelves. She looked down at her hands; doctors always made her nervous. An old woman ducked into the tent and sat down in another chair across from Sanura.
"So, what is it, that you need, child?" The woman asked.
"Mistress, I have been sick for some time and I am getting worried." Sanura replied.
She then continued to describe her symptoms and the old lady left the room for a moment. She came back with a cup of some sort of liquid.
"Drink it, child."
Sanura took a sip and waited a moment. She suddenly felt very sick to her stomach and felt as if she might throw up.
"W, what is this?" Sanura asked, her face turning very pale.
"It is milk, mixed with melon puree. And child, I have exciting news for you."
Bakura was just about to grab his coat and go out and search for Sanura, but she walked in, just in time. The dog jumped to his feet and followed her to the counter in the kitchen. She placed the basket of goods on the counter and turned to face Bakura. She had a bright smile on her face but she was still pale.
"What are you so happy about?" Bakura asked, smirking and wrapping his arms around Sanura's tiny waist.
"Bakura, I…I'm pregnant!" Sanura exclaimed.
"What? That's wonderful!" Bakura burst out and spun her around.
But when he brought her back down, Sanura had lost all color in her face and she looked deathly scared. That was a very bad sign.
"Sanura, what's wrong? Why are you so worried?" Bakura asked leaning his forehead against hers.
"Well…what if something goes wrong? What if I do something and the baby is endangered? Or during birth, the baby doesn't make it or-" Sanura was cut off by yet another kiss.
"It's just like you, to worry about someone other than yourself. Besides, I'm more worried about something happening to the mother, right now. And I promise, nothing will happen to you or the baby. I'll personally make sure of it." Bakura sighed.
"Now, how about some dinner?"
Sanura smiled. Well, that was a lot easier than she thought. She wasn't exactly sure how Bakura would take it. Thank the gods, it was a good reaction!
And dinner was always an uplifting moment for the both of them. Sanura had made a habit of eating so little and Bakura had made a habit of forcing her to eat more. Even if he had to feed her himself. But this was no normal dinner. No, it was quiet. Bakura broke the silence by giving suggestions for the baby's name, whether it be a boy or girl. He noticed a complete change of mood with his beloved wife. She was smiling the whole time and even giving suggestions of her own. He guessed she was no longer afraid. Tefnut walked up to the table and looked up at Bakura.
"No. It's my dinner." Bakura stated. He had learned to avoid the 'eyes'.
The dog then trotted over to Sanura and gave her the same look. Her eyes immediately softened.
"Oh, please. You stupid dog." Bakura said, shaking his head.
Sanura looked up at him and smiled. She cut a piece of chicken from her plate and let Tefnut eat it from her hand.
"I swear. You give that dog more attention than you do me." Bakura pointed out, propping his head up with his hand.
"Bakura, you know that's not true. I love you very much. But Tefnut does need to eat…" Sanura looked at her husband sympathetically.
"And that's why he goes straight to you."
Sanura laughed. Bakura loved it when she laughed. The dog barked happily and Bakura mock-glared at it.
"So, Sanura is having a baby. That is wonderful. The sad part is that their baby is out of my control." Pachet sighed. She stood up from her seat and walked out of the throne room.
"It's about time I see an old friend."
The afterlife was an interesting place. Pachet wondered how the people on Earth ever came up with such a picture of it. But they were right; it was a paradise. Anyway, the heavens were set up in territories. Each god and goddess had his or her own palace and servants. They would have celebrations every so often, where there was much food and drink. The people lived as they had on Earth but everyone was happy and at peace. It looked just like Egypt. Pachet passed a group of children playing with a leather ball. She was close.
"Oh, Pachet! It's nice to see you again. What do I owe for such an unexpected visit?" A woman with short black hair called.
"A private visit. Do you mind, Taweret?"
"Of course, Pachet. Come." The young woman said, placing the child in her arms down.
In Taweret's palace, the two women sat across from each other in the dining hall.
"Do you remember Sanura?" Pachet asked, leaning back in her tall chair.
"Oh, yes! She was such a sweet girl." Taweret exclaimed.
"Enough small talk. I need to ask you a favor."
"You do realize this is the up-teenth time you have asked for a favor, Pachet?" Taweret said, leaning forward and propping her head up with her hand on the table.
"That's beside the point. This is very important. It's about Sanura."
Taweret noticed that Pachet was all business. "What about her?"
"Well, she's pregnant. And…"
"And her protection is out of your range. So, that's why you have come to the Goddess of Fertility. I see. But Pachet, you know as well as I do that I can't guarantee anything…" Taweret finished.
"Please, Taweret. Do this one thing for me…as a friend."
"Do what as a friend?"
Taweret and Pachet turned their heads to see an old man, very short, bent over a cane. He was standing in the doorway. Taweret pressed her lips together to keep from laughing.
"Why hello, Bes." Pachet snickered.
"What's so amusing?!" Bes retorted.
"Nothing. Nothing." Pachet calmed down.
"So, what about Sanura?" Bes said, perking up.
Author's Note: Well, I promised a sequel and you got one! Be happy!