Eldass peaked around the corner, the hallway he was on was on the fourth floor and both Angel and Irka were on it. Behind Eldass was Homsi who was equally curious as to what was going on. The past two days Angel had been changing, getting more agitated and she was exhibiting nesting behavior. Irka had been showing the same for the past twenty-four hours, at the moment KurukVile was down in the bar with the other male members of his family, Cheshire was walking down the hallway on the fourth floor, his assigned room was on this level as were his three son's and daughter, QeetaVile and Cheshire's wife and TazirVile's mother, Ashaklar. There were quite a lot of statues and busts on this level and Angel had gone from one to the other, cleaning and dusting. Irka had gotten on her hands and knees to wipe the carpet, from time to time both Angel and Irka would glance at each other, Angel's eyes wide and in a scared fashion while Irka's looking rather confused, both women were scared to death. When Irka tried to get up from smoothing an imaginary crease in the rug she found she couldn't, her stomach prevented her from doing so. Cheshire walked over and helped her up, she slapped him away and told him to leave her alone. He shook his head then went down the hallway and turned the corner.

"Won't be long," Eldass said. "a few more days."

"Wouldn't be surprised if they had their babies a day apart." Cheshire said as he walked by. "Should I alert Tazir and Kuruk?"

"No, nothing serious going on." Eldass replied. "Best to leave them be at the time being."

Eldass had gone through ten pregnancies, nine his own and then he had seen TazirVile's first wife give birth to Eshal. he knew when a woman was heading into her last few days of pregnancy. Homsi, as well, who had a wife and three young children, knew when a woman was to be expecting soon. Eldass had to head back to work but Homsi decided to stick around for a short while longer, when he left Angel had just gone back to dusting and wiping a statue she had cleaned and dusted a few minutes before. Angel cleaned and re-cleaned and dusted and re-dusted each statue and bust on the hallway, all the while glancing up at Irka who was doing the same, then she decided to head down to the third level. She cleaned and re-cleaned and dusted and re-dusted that items on that level, even doing the walls, then she went down to the second level to do the same. She had no idea why she was doing this, all she knew was that she had to, something within her was making her do the cleaning and dusting. On her way down the stairs to the foyer she suddenly found her legs not able to hold her up, her legs were sore and she felt shaky. She dropped down to the step behind her and grabbed the railing.

"Whoa, don't fall now!" Angel thought when she glanced down at the foyer below.

When Angel looked down she saw that she was high up on the stairs, the foyer below looked to be fifty feet down and to her, it seemed to be lowering. She felt dizzy, she heard a whirring sound and looked up. The copper-colored ceiling above seemed to be swirling around and around, the chandelier looked to be swaying back and forth and the walls seemed to be trying to close in on her. For some reason, the stairs seemed to be folding into themselves, Angel gripped the railing tightly, her knuckles turned white and she started sweating and breathing hard. She imagined the stairs folding into themselves, making a ramp, then the foyer's floor opening up and swallowing her and her unborn as she slid down. She imagined screaming for someone to help her and not a single person coming to save her or her unborn, the whirring sound in her ears suddenly changed to a sound of someone eating. She heard someone smacking their lips loudly, of chewing and then swallowing and then that same someone taking a bite from whatever they were eating and again, smacking their lips loudly. When a hand landed on her shoulder she gasped loudly, she looked to the right and saw that Losal was standing beside her.

"Mistress, are you alright?" Losal asked, when Angel shook her head he knelt down. "What's wrong?"

"It's... it's so high up here." Angel said. "Like, fifty feet."

"Mistress Angel, you are only seven steps from the first level." Losal said, when Angel shook her head he pointed down to the foyer. "See, just five feet above the foyer, seven steps is all that keeps you from the first level."

"Oh..." Angel breathed, she saw that it was true, she was only five feet above the foyer, not fifty. She felt foolish and blushed. "y-yes, you are right. Yes."

Losal helped her down the rest of the stairs then decided to let Angel go on her own, he was newly married and his wife had just gotten pregnant with their first child, he had no experience with pregnant women but he was trying. Angel thanked him and walked on down the short hallway then turned and went down the hallway that the bar was on. She felt that she needed to be around someone and she heard talking from the bar. Angel leaned against the door frame when she got to the bar, she saw the photograph of her in TazirVile's arms and, at first, she was miffed about it but she got over it fast by reminding herself that TazirVile was a man and that he did have a right of having photographs of her being framed, the photograph was slightly erotic, if her parts had been showing fully she would have demanded it to be removed from the room. It was her father who noticed her leaning up against the door frame.

"And see what I was just telling you?" Master Vile said. "She'll find out sooner than you think about that photograph and all your "work" on keeping her happy will blow away."

"Baby," TazirVile stood up then went to her. "you alright? Look uncomfortable."

"I am uncomfortable." Angel said, she was agitated for some reason.

"I'll have the photograph put away, sweetie." TazirVile said. "I apologize."

"The photograph is fine," Angel said. "I don't mind it, nothing bad."

"Nothing bad!" Master Vile exclaimed. "See, you've made her into a whore, Uncle! You've got a photograph of you and her naked framed up and all of us can see it!"

"No one said you had to look at it." Angel spat at her father.

"It's up for all to see!" Master Vile yelled. "He has another up in his study of you. Naked, showing all parts and..."

"You talk like you're a saint." Angel sighed. "You have nudie magazines in your top dresser."

"I'm a man..." Master Vile started to say before Angel shouted at him.

"And what the fuck is Taz?" Angel shouted. "A woman? Last I saw, he has a stick and not a hole between his legs!"

TazirVile led her into the bar and had her sit down on one of the bar stools, he gave her a glass of water which she took one sip of then slid away. Before long she felt she couldn't sit on the stool, she hopped down from the stool and sat on the floor. TazirVile had been standing behind her when she had done this, after she was on the floor he knelt down. Angel growled at him and he moved off, Angel was starting to get worried about herself. She had gone from hallway to hallway, dusting, re-dusting, cleaning and re-cleaning then she had gotten stuck on the stairs, had a hallucination which was extremely embarrassing and now she was snapping and growling. What made matters worse, at that specific time she had to go pee. Angel struggled to get up then walked out of the room, she felt several pairs of eyes on her as she left.

"Won't be long now." KurukVile said. "Agitation, seems confused, nervous, can't stay in one place for long."

"Yes, I have plans for later on to head to the Nursery and Birthing Chamber." TazirVile said. "She wouldn't stay still last night in bed either. Constant tossing and turning."

"Keep an eye on that," DuruVile said. "I'd keep an eye on Irka as well."

"Tazzy," Cheshire spoke up. "did you know that both women are exhibiting nesting behavior?"

"Yep, Angel started in our bedroom chamber this morning." TazirVile replied. "Best to just leave her and Irka be, nervous time for them."

"Which is why I am in this room here." KurukVile clicked his long, purple colored fingernails on the table's surface then laughed lightly. "I remember all too well how she was when I walked up to see if she was alright when she had Vile, Dara Dara and Triskull in her. I am lucky to have both of my heads."

"That bad, pop?" Triskull asked.

"Worse when she had Vile," KurukVile answered his son. "plain ornery! I learned quickly after he was born to leave her be."

"That explains why Vile is the way he is then." Triskull snickered, he took a gulp from his MoLite, a beer brewed on Moas.

"Talk about head biting, Cyla near had me butchered and served to her on a silver platter the last week of her pregnancy with you, Kuruk." DuruVile started laughing. "Women get touchy during those last few weeks of their pregnancy."

"You should have seen your mama when she was with you, Lad." ShaamVile spoke up. "Every time I came near she'd snap and slap. Just plain wanted to be alone, three windows were broke in the last two weeks of her pregnancy with you."

"I have no idea how Ashaklar was when she had you and Qeeta in her," Cheshire spoke up. "but boy was she ever standoffish with Efagti, Amadh, Phaggo and Blaiga."

"Have I shown the sonogram stills of our baby?" TazirVile asked.

While TazirVile passed around the sonogram stills of his and Angel's baby, Angel had to be helped up the stairs. She dropped down and grabbed the railing again, the stairs seemed to of stretched far up, making it look like they were never ending. Losal walked up and helped her up the stairs then he helped her to TazirVile's bedroom chamber. She slept for a short while, got up and went to the bathroom to pee then went back to sleep. In all, she woke up five times to use the bathroom, she was getting rather annoyed at the constant trips to and from the bathroom, she wanted to sleep. When she woke up for the sixth time she found a bowl of chocolate covered cherries in front of her, these were her favorite and she had just one before she pushed them away. She was hungry one second then the next she wasn't, she was thirsty one second then she wasn't the next.

"Baby?" she had fallen back to sleep, this time on her back with her legs hanging down from the bed. "Baby? Are you okay?"

"Taz?" Angel shook her head. "What time is it?"

"Sun went down an hour ago, sweetie." TazirVile replied.

"Shit, I been sleeping for that long?" Angel sat upright. "Sorry."

"Don't be, you looked so peaceful." TazirVile pushed her hair back from her face. "I didn't want to wake you, you looked so peaceful."

She had put on a white gown that had gold embroidery around the neckline with gold frog hooks on the front and white slip on shoes that had gold soles earlier that morning. Her father, when he had seen the gown, had automatically demanded that she return to TazirVile's bedroom chamber and put something else on, she had refused and that had sparked up a small fight between him and her about her dress sense. Her reason for buying the gown was simple, she kept it to herself but since her father had arrived she had started missing Atlas, the man who her mother had married and who had forced her into his harem, the man who she had conceived for three times and had lost three babies by. When she had gone to lie down she had taken the gown off, she was just wearing a slip on, black satin gown now. TazirVile made no fuss for her to get dressed, he grabbed a polyester robe from his closet and wrapped it around her then gently escorted her from his bedroom chamber. In the hallway, when she exited his bedroom chamber, she saw that there was a line of people, her family, TazirVile's family and a few Goblin butlers, waiting in the hallway. TazirVile turned and started leading her down the hallway towards his study then past his study. She had no idea that the hallway went past the stairs that went up to the third level.

"What's going on?" she finally asked. "Where are you taking me?"

"To an extra special room." TazirVile replied.

He escorted her along, down the hallway, he went past several doors then stopped at a pair of double doors that had an N on them, the N was split down the middle due to it being on the edges of the door, it was styled in a curvy fashion and was gold in color. TazirVile pushed the doors open with one of his hands and walked in with her, the group behind followed. The room he led her to had soft, tan carpeting, tan-colored walls with red pedal designs and a tan ceiling that had a full glass chandelier hanging down in the middle. There was a bassinet crib nearly in the center of the room that was black and had dark purple, thin and delicate veils hanging from a rod that was above it. There was a large bed that looked to be able to hold more than two that had tan sheets and a black blanket, it had four large pillow on it that were tan and had a T and Z, TazirVile's initials, on the top. A black and tan dresser sat near the bed and it had a large, oval bowl on it, there was a large mirror above the dresser that had a gold and black frame. On the far side of the room there was a changing table which was deep brown, a small tub that was pearl colored and there were lots of towels on a circular table that was mahogany in color.

"Taz, what is this room?" Angel asked, she felt a little nervous.

"This is the place you will give birth, my love." TazirVile said gently. "The Birthing Chamber and Nursery."

"Tell us about this room, Lad." ShaamVile spoke up. "Is it fully clean?"

"I had my staff clean every inch of it." TazirVile replied. "Not an inch is unclean."

TazirVile led her to the bed and gently sat down with her on it, the bed was very soft and cushy. Angel looked off to the side and saw that there was a gold bar that went around the room, it had a strand of silver on it. How she had missed that was beyond her, as of the last few days she hadn't been noticing a lot of things. KurukVile led Irka into the room slowly, Irka looked right uncomfortable and she waved at KurukVile to go away and leave her be. Angel leaned against TazirVile heavily, the walk to the Nursery and Birthing Chamber had taken a lot out of her and she was extremely tired, it seemed like Irka felt the same way.

"And the furniture?" ShaamVile was asking. "Is it up to par for such a fine event as what is about to occur?"

"Everything that was not up to standard for a birthing was removed and replaced." TazirVile replied. "If the furniture had so much as a paint chip it was removed and replaced and the replacement was disinfected immediately after placing."

"Sounds like everything is in good order in here." DuruVile said.

"Oh yes, this bed here was in fine order but it was replaced anyways." TazirVile said. "No expense spared in making sure this room is sterile."

"What about my grandmother?" Angel asked. "What if she goes into labor at the same time or afterwards?"

"My love, this bed can accommodate more than one birthing woman." TazirVile placed his hands on Angel's stomach.

"And why would you have a bed to accommodate more than one woman?" Master Vile demanded to know. "You can barely take one, you don't need two at once. Angel, you see, this is the man you are with and the man who's baby you are carrying. A disgrace!"

"Stop it, dad!" Angel exclaimed, she was agitated.

"Nephew, I don't find you at all funny." TazirVile said in a slightly aggravated voice. "You're six hundred and fifty years over a hundred thousand, you know as well as I do that a woman, when she is giving birth, needs a lot of room. That is why this bed here is big enough to take more than one woman."

"So Angel can be comfortable." KurukVile glared at his son.

"So... if she gave birth at the same time as I did she'd be able to be on this bed too?" Angel asked, she pointed at Irka.

"Most definitely my love." TazirVile replied. "If she went into labor the same as you, she'd be in this room, in this bed beside you."

"Let's give this bed a try, Irka." KurukVile started leading his wife to the bed.

Irka slip into the bed beside Angel and KurukVile slid in behind her, Irka leaned back against him and he started rubbing her shoulders. Angel had just turned her head, a cramp having gripped her and a grimace spreading over her face, when three Goblin maids walked into the room. All three maids wore black dresses but each were different. All three of the Goblin maids walked up to the bed then stood still. TazirVile waited until Angel was feeling better, he had noticed that she had grown pained and was nuzzling up against her and rubbing her stomach and sides, it took a full three minutes before she calmed down.

"Baby... Irka, this is Eclaire, Entantya and Spleehae." TazirVile introduced the maids. "They will be in this room helping when the time comes around for you to both give birth."

"That so," KurukVile said. "what are their experiences, do they have experience in child-birth and do they know what to do when something doesn't go correctly occurs?"

"Mr. Surfeit, not only have we had several children ourselves but we went through a further education to help if matters turn serious." Entantya, a pretty green-skinned Goblin who had black eyes and long brown hair said. "

"Mmmmm, how many children have you three had?" Angel asked.

"Five," Entantya replied.

"Six," Eclaire, a brown-skinned Goblin with short gray hair replied.

"Seven with one on the way." Spleehae, a blue-skinned Goblin with long yellow hair replied.

"They will take excellent care of you both." TazirVile said, he rubbed Angel's shoulders.

"Are you staying in the room or are you staying outside to do the pacing routine?" Angel asked.

"My love, I will be right here behind you the entire time." TazirVile replied, he kissed her forehead. "Nothing will keep me out of this room when you are in it."

"Goes double for me." KurukVile said to his wife.

Angel nodded her head then closed her eyes, it suddenly felt like the baby had started kicking and punching and rolling all at once. She was extremely uncomfortable and everyone, even Irka, noticed. Irka reached her hand up and brushed Angel's hair from her face, Angel opened her eyes and looked at her grandmother. Irka looked uncomfortable as well but not as much as she. When the baby kicked once more, very hard, Angel moaned and turned her head away. KurukVile reached up and started caressing her shoulder with the back of his hand. TazirVile placed his head on hers, he rocked her gently. It was two minutes later when she broke down.

"Maybe you should move her into this room for the next few days?" Triskull said, he was concerned. "She doesn't look... is good an appropriate word?"

"Comfortable is a better word," Master Vile said. "wouldn't be if she didn't have that thing in her."

"Vile, hush!" Irka hissed.

"She's carrying an ill-spore in her and that is why she is in pain." Master Vile hissed. "The pain and uncomfortableness is her punishment for her adulterous actions."

"Vile, if you're going to keep this routine up you can leave this house." TazirVile glared at his nephew. "Final warning."

"You're enough of a warning! I'm disgraced to even know she is carrying your child." Master Vile exclaimed. "Probably a sick child in her. A deformed child. A..."

"Get him the fuck out of here!"

It had been Angel who had shouted for her father to be taken out of the room, the force of her yelling had made everyone jump and Eshal, who was in the room, covered her mouth. Master Vile, Rita, Rito and Lord Zedd all left the room together a few seconds later angry. Angel's face, which was streaked with tears, was as red as could be and she had a look of pure anger on her face. TazirVile started speaking sweetly to her and calmed her down, she leaned heavily against him. Everyone dispersed from the room soon after, everyone but Angel, TazirVile and Eshal. TazirVile's daughter walked up and climbed onto the bed, she went and placed her head on Angel's stomach. TazirVile brushed her hair back then placed his head against Angel's.

"She moving!" Eshal exclaimed. "I feeled her move, daddy!"

"Yes, she... or he, is moving quite a lot in there." TazirVile said.

"I be siser soon?" Eshal asked.

"Possibly very soon." TazirVile replied.

"I no can weet!" Eshal exclaimed. "I be good siser, daddy! I promees!"

"You will be a fine sister." TazirVile said to his young daughter.

The rest of the night wet by slowly, but pleasantly, the only problem she found was in having no appetite and in needing to continually go to the bathroom to pee. Her father got on her nerves some just before she headed off to bed for an early sleep and she shoved him hard then slapped him in the face, he had been getting on her for not eating her supper and going to the bathroom time and again and she finally couldn't take it anymore. Right after slapping him she went to TazirVile's bedroom chamber, changed Bile's diaper and breast-fed him some which calmed her nerves then she put him in the crib for the rest of the night, she climbed into bed and had just pulled the sheets and blanket over her when her eyes slid shut and she went to sleep. TazirVile slipped into bed silently a few hours later, she never knew it and he didn't bother her, he knew that she was uncomfortable and needed as much rest as she could get before their child was born. Angel woke up before TazirVile feeling funny, her stomach was still and that alarmed her. She rolled over and woke TazirVile up, she saw that it was ten minutes before his alarm clock was set to go off.

"Taz," she shook him hard. "Taz! Wake up!"

"Angel?" TazirVile rolled over then sat up on the bed. "What's wrong sweetie?"

"I feel... nothing going on in my stomach." Angel said. "It's... still."

"Our child is probably sleeping, sweetie." TazirVile said, he layed back down then rolled over to facing her. "Just sleeping, that's all."

TazirVile's alarm clock went off ten minutes later and he slapped it off, he got up from the bed and went to his walk-in bathroom to shower. Angel stayed in the bed, she was nervous. She was lying with her knees up as far as they'd go and her arms were at angles. TazirVile showered then came back into his bedroom chamber and dressed himself in a pair of brown pants, a white shirt and a brown vest with brown buttons, brown shoes and he grabbed a brown tie from his dresser. He was putting that on when he saw Angel looking at him nervously, he left his tie undone around his neck and went to her. He kissed her forehead, brushed her hair back then sat beside her. He finished doing his tie then went and got a jacket from his closet, when he returned he saw that Angel was up. She had made the bed but from looks of things, she was about to lie back on it. He decided he'd leave her be, she was nervous and needed some alone time.

"My sweet," TazirVile leaned down and hugged Angel. "I will be back and forth, okay? If at any time you need me, yell. I will drop whatever I am doing and will come to be at your side."

For the rest of the morning TazirVile went from his study and from entertaining the guests in his house, his family, to her. He found her sleeping twice and awake and looking slightly better twice. She refused to eat lunch and that concerned him, he went and asked Eldass if that was normal out of pure nervousness and concern and Eldass said that it was normal for a woman who was nearing the end of her pregnancy to not eat or drink much. Irka was walking but she was highly agitable, KurukVile left their assigned bedroom chamber after lunchtime to give her some alone time, he was worried about his wife. After he left, Irka took out a knitting kit and started knitting a sweater, it was just something to do as she was bored. Just as she was nearing the middle part of her sweater Angel woke up. She felt the floaty feeling again in her stomach and she got up from the bed, after one step she felt something drop in her stomach and she gasped out. She collapsed onto the bed and held her hands against her stomach, the baby felt like it was kicking, punching and rolling all at once again but this time, it was more extreme.

"Taaaaz..." she said, it can out as a strained whisper. "Taaaaaaaaz..."

That whole morning for Homsi had felt strange, it was like there was something on his shoulder that was just sitting there, watching and waiting. He knew that TazirVile was going back and forth from his study or coming from downstairs to check on Angel and he knew that TazirVile had asked Eldass a few questions that morning, he also knew that Irka was acting agitable. Homsi had given Angel and TazirVile their space these past few weeks knowing that both were under stress, at the moment he felt stress and he didn't know why. TazirVile had come back from his bedroom chamber ten minutes before, he was constantly going to check on Angel every thirty minutes, he wasn't due for another twenty minutes but Homsi felt as if something was driving him from his seat on the couch in the employee lounge. He got up, straightened his tie which didn't need to be straightened, smooth his hand down his jacket then left the room. Kohl and Olok looked up when he left the room, he turned right and went towards TazirVile's bedroom chamber.

Angel's heart was in her throat, she was scared to death and she couldn't speak out her fear because her throat was closed up. She was drenched in sweat, she was shaking and shivering, her whole body was covered in goosebumps and she was starting to feel pain in her stomach. She was scared because she thought something was wrong, she feared for her baby, she thought she was losing her child with TazirVile, that her father had done a spell to make her body close in on itself and suffocate her baby from within. TazirVile had left his bedroom chamber's door open the entire day, if all she could do was make a sound, a yelp of pain or even shout out something incoherently and have someone come to help her. She wanted TazirVile, when she had been in labor with Bile, Atlas had stayed with her throughout the entire ordeal, he had even acted as the bed nurse. For some reason, she started thinking that TazirVile had abandoned her and that made her start to cry. She had no idea if the crying had made Homsi come check on her or not, but Homsi suddenly stood in the doorway. He took one look at her then rushed in.

"Kohl! Olok!" Homsi yelled after he had gotten to her. "Get Master Tazir! I think it's time!"

Everyone was nervous that day and had gone from one room to the next, everyone ended up in the Gaming Room right after lunchtime. KurukVile, his father and grandfather went off to play pool while TazirVile played poker with Cheshire, Ashaklar, who had no idea how to play the game but she figured it was a good way to get her mind off of Angel who she was deeply concerned about, Triskull and Rito. Master Vile and Rita sat off by themselves while Dara Dara and Cyla were at the gaming machines. Efagti, Amadh, Phaggo and Blaiga, Cheshire and Ashaklar's children who were TazirVile's half-siblings, separated between their parents. Two of the four were rather young, Efagi and Amadh were the oldest while Blaiga, the only daughter that Cheshire, currently, had fathered with Ashaklar, was the youngest at five hundred and fifty-seven years of age. TazirVile had just plopped down a winning hand of cards; an Ace, King, Queen, Jack and a 10 when Kohl ran in.

"Master Tazir!" Kohl was all out of breath.

"Kohl, what is it?" TazirVile had turned sharply.

"It's Mistress Angel, sir." Kohl said. "Homsi... just went to check on her. She is right distressed, looking like she's in labor."

"I'll be, that winning hand did spell a good thing on the horizon!" Cheshire said as TazirVile raced out of the room.

Angel was very uncomfortable, she wouldn't allow Homsi, who wanted her moved to the Nursery and Birthing Chamber, pick her up. Eldass ran in and had Homsi back off to give her some space, her brow was bunched up and was dotted with sweat and her whole body was drenched, her gown was as wet as could be. She had asked for TazirVile once Homsi had ran into his bedroom chamber and Kohl, who had ran in to see what was going on, raced right back out to get him. Eldass tol her to start her breathing which she tried to do but her body was shaking and shivering so much that she couldn't. When TazirVile ran into his bedroom chamber she reached her hand up, he grabbed it then gently scooped her up. He briskly walked with her in his arms to the Nursery and Birthing Chamber, when he got to the chamber he kicked the doors open and took her to the bed. He sat on the bed with her still in his arms and positioned her gently so that she was straight out, his legs were on either side of her.

"Homsi," TazirVile said, his voice wavered some.

"Master,"

"Go to the dresser over there and take out two gowns." TazirVile said. "And turn up the heat in this room, she's cold."

Cold was an understatement, she was freezing and she didn't know why. She thought it might be because she was nervous and scared but she didn't think that was fully the reason. Homsi brought over a tan gown that had ties on the top and placed a second nearby, he then went to the wall where a thermostat was and upped the temperature in the room from seventy-five to seventy-nine degrees, the heating system that the room had started up right away. TazirVile gently pulled her gown up off of her then helped her into the new one. Eclaire walked in, she had a bowl of luke warm water and a rag. She dabbed Angel's face, arms and legs with the rag then left her be. Angel's temperature started heading back to normal, she stopped shivering after three minutes and calmed down.

"Has her water broke?" Eclaire asked.

"I don't believe so," Homsi replied. "she was wet all over with sweat but I didn't see anything that looked like her water broke."

Eclaire checked, she had Angel lie back against TazirVile and prop her legs up at angles. Angel's water hadn't broken, but she was definitely in labor. Eclaire noticed that Angel was 2cm dilated, she guessed that it'd be a few hours before a baby was born. TazirVile rubbed Angel's shoulders and sides to further calm her, she was still shaking some but she wasn't shivering anymore. Angel had just calmed down fully when her grandfather, KurukVile, walked into the room. It had been decided on that Angel would be given plenty of privacy and that no one would be staying in the room for long after she entered labor, but everyone would definitely be in the room during that last hour or so of her labor though, everyone had agreed that they wouldn't take a step out of the room then. It had also been decided that the younger members in the house; Bile, Eshal, Phaggo and Blaiga, would not be allowed to be in the room until after Angel had delivered her and TazirVile's baby. This was to keep Angel's stress levels down, she didn't need Eshal, Phaggo and Blaiga to be running around causing mischief in the room and she didn't need to hear Bile crying or making a fuss during her labor. TazirVile pulled the blanket and sheets over Angel's lower body, he was still sitting behind her, holding her and comforting her as much as he could so the sheets and blanket also covered his lower half, then he started gently to rock her back and forth.

"She in?" KurukVile asked.

"Yes," TazirVile nodded his head.

That was all he needed to hear to get a bit nervous, this was the first time he had been invited to witness the birth of a niece or nephew, his younger half-siblings had called him with the news of a new one being born an hour or so after the birth. KurukVile didn't want his nervousness to pass onto Angel or his younger brother so he left the room and went to his and Irka's assigned bedroom chamber. The first thing he noticed was the small sweater his wife had made for their son, it was a finely made sweater, his wife had done well in knitting it and she had even stitched a light brown t-shirt to the inside of the sweater. Their son would look dashing in it, the sweater was dark red and brown and had a BS on the front, their son's initials. Irka was seated in the dark red chair, her feet were up. KurukVile went to her and removed her shoes, he started rubbing her feet.

"My love, in the next few hours we will have a little niece of nephew to hold." KurukVile said.

"I figured that all of the commotion was because she had gone into labor." Irka caressed the side of her husband's face. She then leaned back and moaned, her baby was moving a lot in her and she was uncomfortable.