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RWBY belongs to RT and is the creation of Monty Oum, Miles Luna, Kerry Shawcross and many others.
"Come on, guys! We'll be late!", a feminine voice shouted out in something between impatience and joy. Though hardened just a bit by age and war, the sheer joy and enthusiasm in the young woman's face would remind anyone who knew her of her younger years.
"Slow down, Ruby! Yang! Tell her to slow down! I'm not running on these hills!", the somewhat older young woman angrily shouted at her blonde friend as the black haired Faunus smiled fondly. So many years, and Weiss still thought (or hoped) that Ruby's enthusiasm could be cooled by anyone. Yang simply laughed out loud at Weiss's entreaty, causing the white haired Huntress to pout glumly.
Poor girl.
Team RWBY continued to follow their leader over the hill, stopping only to help Weiss with the more dangerous parts. While her gait was much better, the doctors had clearly said that she would never heal totally. Aura made the wound close enough to help her fight at top form, but normal walking was a chore on these hills.
In a few minutes, they had reached the valley and Weiss had given up on making the 23 year old behave like an adult. Ruby cheerfully led them to the fields at the end of the road with a couple of farmers still working on them. The shorter farmer lifted his head and grinned when Ruby called, shouting at the taller, blonde one.
Jaune Arc turned to look, then grinned and waved wildly as he saw his friends arrive. Within seconds, Ruby had tackled him in a hug that left her hanging in the air. Jaune let out a chuckle and hugged back as the rest of them arrived.
"How're you doing, Vomit Boy? Heard the missus has some good news to tell us?", Yang's eyebrows wiggled suggestively, making Jaune turn the slightest tinge of red as he scratched, making Ruby fall back to the ground.
"Yeah Jaune! Isn't this great? When can we see her? Can we do it now? Please!", Ruby's enthusiasm was utterly infectious. Jaune scratched his head again, smile turning bashful.
"Right now, as a matter of fact. She's with her mother in the house. Wait, hold up a second, why don't you guys wait until dinner as well? Ren and Nora have already left again, so the guest rooms are empty. It's been months since we met last, and both of us would love to talk about everything going on."
He began to lead them to a large wooden cottage coloured in red and golden besides the fields. Ruby and Yang seemed eager to stay for dinner, but Weiss went a shade paler at the thought.
"Not today, I'm afraid. I'm sure we cannot spare so much time what with all the unrest everywhere, and Grimm and bandits and whatnot. Maybe next time? You can even drop by the Schnee Manor!"
Jaune's face looked put out, but Blake and Yang came to the rescue like noble Knights saving a damsel from a dragon.
"Oh come one, girl. There's plenty of Huntsmen still around. We won't be missed!", Yang cheerfully put her robotic arm on the woman's shoulder, making her roll her eyes. Blake chipped in.
"Well, it's not like we couldn't use some rest to maintain operational effectiveness. We've been on the field for months in a row. We may begin slipping on the job, and then where would we be?"
Weiss huffed and smiled, letting the matter rest. They drew up to the pretty little cottage and Jaune quickly unlatched the door. Inside , they could hear the sounds of kitchen implements and steam. Ruby enthusiastically sniffed the aroma of good food coming out and even Blake and Weiss perked up.
Jaune hastened to open the door quickly, his hand on the handle... Before it opened right then, hitting him in the forehead and laying him out cold on the floor.
"Hello again!", Cinder Fall said cheerfully, waving at team RWBY. When it suddenly came to her that they were looking at the ground next to her feet rather than her, she followed their gaze to see her husband slowly getting up while rubbing his temple, eyes unfocused. She winced, a hand coming to her mouth.
"I'm sorry", she winced. RWBY merely blinked in confusion for a few moments, before they began to smile at the scene.
A few minutes later, Jaune had recovered enough to heal himself and all of them moved inside the house. Cinder was alternating between smiling whenever someone asked about the baby, smiling apologetically to Jaune and helping her husband set down a meal for their guests.
"No, the cream is working wonders for me. You can barely even see the scars anymore. And that's if you are looking. I cannot thank you enough for sending me the cream.", the black haired woman smiled gratefully at Weiss while laying out a plate of cookies along with warm coffee for everyone. Jaune, Blake and Ruby opted for just milk while Yang was simply taking some cold water.
"Oh, that's not an issue. How's the arm? I presume it's not giving you trouble?", Weiss casually sipped the coffee, her walking stick deposited on the nearby wall where the Collie was sniffing it carefully. "And thank you for handling everything on such short notice."
"Oh, it's no problem. And the arm is functioning perfectly. Shall I bring her out now?"
Everyone assented loudly, making her leave and come back a few seconds later with a small bundle of clothes in her arms. The noise in the room hushed. Slowly, carefully, the four girls stood up and walked to the mother. And then they looked inside the clothes at the same time.
There was a tiny sleeping infant nestled within the folds of the clothe. A few small strands of blonde hair were present on it's head as it comfortably snoozed in her mother's arms. She carefully adjusted her daughter just a little so that her head was nestled directly over her breast. The baby opened it's mouth for a second and let out a small noise, to which her mother held her a little tighter. With a small satisfied gurgle, it went back to comfortable sleep.
Four hearts melted as one.
"She's so small!", Ruby cooed in a hushed but excited voice.
"Hush, Ruby.", Weiss whispered, her own grin betraying her similar action.
Blake watched with rapt attention, holding a hand just away from it's cheek, almost as if she wanted to touch it but was afraid to. Her golden eyes, so like the child's mother's, were transfixed upon the sleeping bundle.
Yang had a soft smile on her face, her eyes also transfixed. She experimentally held out her arms, and was rewarded to her utter glee by "Cinder" depositing the child into her arms. She nestled the baby as if it were made of spun glass, holding it to her breasts with a reverent awe, her cheeks flushed. The team huddled around, making sure not to wake her up.
This...was why they had fought for the world. This was the thought going through their heads at the same time.
Dinner that night was a lively affair when the baby woke up. Cinder seemed to be far more relaxed with Yang and Weiss helping to the care of the child. While she had been a warrior when she was a little younger, the stress of raising her first (and far from only if she could help it!) Child had caused her no end of trouble. Her health problems hadn't helped.
Thankfully, her husband had been great help...she took a moment to look at him as he sat besides her holding her hand, simultaneously listening to Weiss explaining the situation in Vale. Every now and then, he looked anxiously at her and she felt a little of her Aura being boosted by his Semblance, removing fatigue.
She smiled, happy at her lot in life as her daughter came back to her arms from Yang.
Cinder Fall, née Pyrrha Nikos, leaned her head on her husband's shoulder with a smile. All was well.
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