The Other Child
Prologue
Disclaimer: This is my first attempt at a Tin Man fic. Let me know what you guys think!
Jeb was mad, he felt betrayed, angered and isolated. Just because his father was presumed to be dead did not mean that he should be forgotten or even worse replace. Yet that's exactly what his mother had done, she'd fallen in love with another man and taken up with him. She laughed and smiled with him and even held his hand. It made Jeb sick.
He thought about running away, leaving them both behind him and moving on. He would join the resistance fighters in the north, battling the Longcoats in the wilderness there. It's what his father would want. He would be proud of him for it. Jeb would risk his life, just as Wyatt had risked his.
But that was all before she came along. When Adora told Jeb that she was pregnant he'd almost lost it. They didn't speak for weeks and could barely be in the same room together. It wasn't until Adora had come to Jeb the first time the baby kicked that he fully realized how wonderful the occasion was. He would get to be the big brother, something Jeb had always looked forward to.
When the day finally came Jeb felt just as nervous as Michael did. Both sat in living room of the family's small cottage, neither completely comfortable around the other, but both joined in their worry and anticipation. When the midwife finally emerged Michael immediately went to be with his wife and child while Jeb lagged behind feeling slightly awkward and out of place.
He still remembered the first time he'd held his little sister in his arms. She was so small and helpless, relying completely on those around her. She lay there in his arms staring up at him with those big blue eyes that Jeb swore looked just like his father's. Those eyes locked onto his and he knew from that point on she had him wrapped around her little finger. He would do everything in his power to protect her; he may have failed his father but this little girl was his chance at redemption and Jeb would be damned if he would let her slip away.
"We named her Milenna," Adora spoke as she watched her son hold her newest child.
"Ozma's Little Light," Jeb spoke immediately recognizing the name from a childhood fairytale. "You can count on me to protect her."
"I know I can sweetheart," Adora smiled, wiping the tears away from her eyes, hoping she would never have to use that promise.
A/N: Well there you go. I'm not really sure where this going, but the idea just popped into my head. Let me know what you guys think!
And just in case you wondered, the name is pronounced Mee-lay-na.