A saint memory
It was a warm day in Waycross. I was taking care of Aunt Mel who was affected with the Asian Flu. That night as Melanie slept; Mary came to visit taking the time to train me to use my powers. Little did I know I was going to land in the memory of Judah's birth.
"Where am i?" I asked as I landed near a waterfall in the forest.
"Je, it's time!" I hear Mary say in the distance.
"It's alright Mary, I'm here." He said. I hid behind a bush watching her in labor. Judas walked up to them. Nonchalantly he peaked under her dress. Caught by the urge to beat him senseless, I came out to slap him. As I finished I knew it was a bad idea. I looked up to see them staring. It was worth it.
"Kitten what are you doing here?" Jesus asked,
"I have no idea, u just popped in." I said confused.
"Regardless of that. I'm glad you're here." Mary said though gritted teeth. She was obviously in mid contraction. Her pained grunts echoed in the open air. I gently grabbed her other hand. She grabbed both mine and Jesus' hand and gripped tight. The pain let go and she drew a deep breath. Then she leaned up and hugged me.
"That was a strong one, are you ok Aunt Mary?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's just painful." She sobbed