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It was now May, and Lorette was about four months pregnant. Victor had taken her shopping numerous times for stuff for her and the baby. He couldn't but laugh at how she complained about morning sickness or gaining weight, but he assured her that she looked fine and stood by with ginger ale every time. Now they were on their way to an appointment with a doctor that Victor actually liked some what.

"Victor Creed, I presume. I'm Dr. Clemens. Please have a seat Mrs. Creed. I hope you haven't had to much trouble."

"Not much. I'm just ready to behead him for doing this to me,"said Lorette sliding onto the table.

Victor stepped behind her as the doctor began his test and laughed."Ya didn't complain when I ya got inta this mess."

"I was preoccupied at that moment."

"Yeah. Ya were busy screamin' my name an' beggin' me not ta stop."

"Keep talking, and I'll have to lie to my child about their father."

He laughed again and gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek just to mess with her. He heard Dr. Clemens clear his throat.

"It seems that everything is in order,"said Dr. Clemens."If you'd like, I could do an ultrasound to find out the baby's gender."

"Alright."

"I must warn you, the gel will be a bit cold."

The doctor lifted her shirt to expose her stomach and rubbed the gel. Lorette shivered a bit, and Victor placed his warm hands on her shoulders. Dr. Clemens turned the machine's screen to face them and pointed.

"You're about 14 weeks along, and your baby girl in perfectly healthy."

Victor's world stopped. A baby girl. His baby girl. He'd actually create a life instead of just ending one. He was responsible for someone besides himself now. He was going to have to own up to the promise he made the night she'd told him. He refused to screw up.

"Victor. You still with me?"he heard Lorette call followed by her hand resting atop the one on her shoulder.

He shook his head and grinned."Always."

He leaned over the back of the table and kissed her gently. He broke away and nodded at Dr. Clemens before helping Lorette of of the table. She gave him an odd look, but he kept smiling. His arm wrapped around her waist until they reached the car.

"I think we should move,"He said after they got in.

"What?"This is was shocking. He hated cities and being anywhere near people.

"I mean we need a place fer the cub ta go ta school an' out there ain't gonna cut it."

"I see your point, but where are we going exactly?"

"I'll look over my house records, an' we can pick one."

"Do you think we can find one somewhere quiet?"

He gave her a peck on the cheek before pulling off for home."Of course."


2 Weeks Later

Lorette was starting to worry about Victor. She liked the fact that he was happy, but he was acting a bit odd. Ever since their visit to the doctor, he'd done everything she'd ask with a smile, but he wasn't sleeping much. Most women would be glad to have a husband who acted like he did, but she was most women. She wanted her Victor back. Now was her chance. She'd come back from another trip to the bathroom, and he was spread across the bed with his eyes closed. He moved over a bit without looking up. She came and sat down beside him and leaned back.

"Victor is their something you wanna tell me?"she said softly.

He looked up this time."No. What's wrong?"

"That's what I'm asking you. You've been acting strange ever since we found out we were having a girl."

Victor moved over and rested his head next to her stomach that now had a small bump. She instinctively rested her hand in his hair.

"I'm fine."He yawned and tried to sit up, but Lorette held his shoulders.

"No you're not. You haven't slept in days."

"Sorry if I kept ya awake,"he said almost sheepishly.

"ARGH! Stop that!"

"Stop what?"

"Being complete and utter chicken shit!"

Before she knew it, he's broken from her grasp and was pressing her to the bed."Who the hell are ya callin' chicken shit?"

"You! You've been acting like a pussy for the past few weeks, and I'm sick of it! You're scared about something, and you're acting like I'm made of fucking glass. I'm not one of those 'frails' you're used to, and I refuse to let you think that I am!"she snarled in his face.

He growled deep in his throat with all traces of his humanity gone. Who the hell did she think was? She'd come out and insulted him after he'd done everything he could to be a good man for her? He jumped off of her to keep from hurting her accidentally and started pacing the room like a caged lion.

"I don't think yer like them! Yer one of the bravest people I know fer fuck's sake!" He yelled back running his hands through his hair. He stopped pacing and saw that she was standing with her arms crossed.

"Then why are you acting like I am?"she asked softer than before.

"I'm tryin' ta be the man ya deserve. I don't want my cub growin' up thinkin' that 'er dad was an animal."

"I thought that was true."

It was. She'd called him that plenty of times, and he accepted it. He liked that she did.

"I don't want 'er knowin' that!"He yelled and turned away.

Lorette came behind him and wrapped her arms around him. She pressed her nose into his back, and he soon smelled tears. She was crying. Lorette rarely cried about anything. Shit! Despite being able to handle just about anything, one thing Victor could not handle was crying. He needed to fix it fast. Victor turned around and felt like shooting himself. She was trying not to, but he could see the tears in her eyes. He pulled her into a hug and tried to stop the tears.

"Damn hormones,"she mumbled, but he could tell that she was really upset about him.

"Shh. I didn't mean ta yell. I'm jus' wanna be a good dad. She doesn't deserve ta see me as an animal."

"Victor. It's not about what we deserve, it's about what we want. I can't speak for her, but I want my husband. The man and animal. The one that was loving and purred when I stroked his hair, and the one that was savage and fucked me until I screamed and wouldn't stop until we were both satisfied."

He felt her relax but still held her there. Suddenly, she felt something move, and it wasn't him. Victor pulled back and looked at her then her stomach.

"Was that-?"

"Yep."

He pulled her into his arms and put her on the bed. He then hopped onto the other side in his previous position.

"Vic-"

"Hush."

He pressed his ear to her stomach and started grinning. Then the baby kicked again right under Victor's nose. He heard Lorette giggle and looked up.

"She gonna take after 'er mother. She's already violent an' hittin' 'er daddy,"he said moving onto the pillow beside her.

"That's a possibility. Now what did you hear?"

"I heard 'er heartbeat. She even smells like ya already. I'm doomed,"he said after realizing something

She gave him a peck on the chin and snuggled into the crook of his neck."Why's that?"

"I have a feelin' that I'm gonna be beatin' boys away until she's 30. Maybe after that."

"You can't watch her forever."

"Like hell I can't."

She laughed."We'll see. You know you've become a real softie now."

He growled."Tell anyone, an' I'll kill ya."

"Yeah right. I know that your bark is a lot worse than your bite."

"Considerin' how many times I've bit ya, ya should know that ain't true."

"True,"she said."but you're not exactly quiet after you go over the edge if you get my drift"

Victor felt the calming motion of her hand move against him softly. He looked down and let loose a warning growl. Lorette smiled at him and roped him into a kiss. It soon turned into a full make out session. He wasn't able to have sex with her like he wanted, but this was good too.

They spent the rest off the night talking. They talked about plans for the baby, their past adventures, and much more. Late into their conversation, Victor felt her drift to sleep. He pulled the covers around them both and wrapped her in his arm. She purred when he rubbed her back, and he soon fell asleep as well.

2 Months Later

Victor was on the bed with his arms behind his head and his ankles crossed. Today was July 10-Lori's birthday. She was 6 months pregnant, and it showed. Her scent had changed, and her hormones were out of control. She was brushing her hair, or attempting to, and getting ready for their trip to the house they'd picked.

Victor heard a snap and curses. He laughed and sat up. Lorette's hair kept growing and growing, and due to it's naturally curled state, it tangled like crazy. He refused to let her hack it all off, and she was mad at him but honored his request. It now fell down her back like a dark red curtain.

"That's the second comb this month, Lori,"he taunted. He then ducked to avoid the plastic handle.

"Shut up. Fuck it-this is a lost cause. It's like trying to get you to stop eating meat."

He laughed and came up behind her. His right arm wrapped around her chest allowing his hand to sit on her left shoulder, while his left hand sat on her stomach. It mirrored the picture that sat on the dresser in front of them and the one in his wallet.

"Yer right 'bout that one. I like yer hair like this anyway,"he said burying his nose in it."It holds yer scent jus' right."

Lorette twisted the gold watch on his wrist and saw the time."Let go. I wanna get there before 3."

He released her and snatched up his wallet and keys.


Surprisingly, they did make it, despite the numerous stops for Lorette to pee. Victor pulled into the driveway and looked to his right. Lorette was asleep with her head against the window. He almost didn't have the heart to wake her up.

"Lori. We're here."

She yawned and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the house and gasped. It was a deep blue two-story house. The lawn was pretty large, and the garage could hold at least two cars. The lawn was cleanly cut and just large enough. Victor saw her smile and grinned.

"Ya like it?"

"It's perfect."

"Good, 'cause it's all yers."

"Don't you mean ours?"

"Nope. I mean yers. I put it yer name an' everythin'. Consider it a birthday present."

"This is a pretty big birthday present."

"Wait 'til ya see the inside."

Victor spent the rest of the evening showing Lorette around. The house had three bedrooms and two bathrooms plus a master bed and bath. There was a modern kitchen that was still stocked with canned food but otherwise empty. That lead to a shopping trip. Alden wasn't that big, but it wasn't small either. They stored up on food and spent the day out.

"Well, what do ya think?"he asked as they lounged on the bed in the master bedroom.

"I love it. The town's nice and the house is perfect. This has been the best birthday ever if you don't count your daughter kicking me every few hours."

"Oh, so now she's my daughter."

"Yes. She tortures her mother for amusement just like you do."

He grinned wickedly and patted her stomach."Good girl. She gonna be like 'er mother more though. Feisty an' stubborn 'til the end."

"Good. You'll have two of us to worry about now."

"I'm really doomed."He groaned threw his head back.

"We never thought of a name."

He groaned again, and this time it turned into a yawn.

"We can of somethin'. We 'ave ta fix up the nursery in the mornin', lets get some sleep."

He was tired. He'd carted her around all day. He'd even carried the groceries in and helped her put them away. He was still being nice, but he now vocalized his opinions. She rubbed his chest and nodded. He pulled back the covers and slipped off his shirt before climbing under next to her. Her head moved onto his chest, and the two fell asleep to the rhythmic sound of three heartbeats.

TBC