Title: Heart Breaking Miracle

Author: Seylin

Summary: She was supposed to be a miracle, and she was his… but she was also a heart break.

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Slash. Ambrose/Cain. Mpreg (Ambrose's part).

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Heart Breaking Miracle

Chapter 6

"I was pregnant with Miracle." Those words echoed through Cain's mind for close to fifteen minutes before he found the ability to speak again. First he had sat in shock, then awe, disbelief… now anger. Cain's jaw muscle clenched and he opened his mouth to start yelling, demanding answers… but Ambrose had fallen back asleep. Cain was half tempted to wake him but his lover looked so exhausted… Cain couldn't find it in his heart to do so. Instead he stood and left the room intent on yelling and demanding his answers from the first person he came across.

The unlucky person happened to be DG. The younger princess listened to Cain rant and yell, all the biting her tongue. She wanted to yell back but she knew Cain needed to get this anger and frustration out. When Cain finally stopped yelling and was trying to catch his breath she raised an eyebrow.

"Are you done?" She questioned.

"Just tell me how," Cain growled.

"I can't really tell you. Ambrose has all his notes written in a little red book in his lab but this stuff is above my head. You'll have to have Ambrose really explain it to you. But Cain, you need to take some time and think this through before you talk to him calmly," she explained, stressing the last word.

"That will take some work," Cain stated tightly. DG gave him a smile and placed a hand on his arm.

"Yeah but you'll be able to do it. I have faith in you," she replied. Cain couldn't help it; he gave her a smile before she walked off.


Cain wondered the halls of the palace, not really concentrating on any certain place to end up. He couldn't say that he was surprised when he heard Az singing. Az and DG had been watching Miracle in Ambrose's absence. Standing quietly in the doorway Cain listened and watched as Az traced symbols of light in the air above Miracle's crib as she sang.

"Two little princess' dancing in a row, spinning fast and free on their little toes. Where the light will take you, no one ever knows… Two little princesses dancing in a row…" The song stopped then and Az turned toward the door catching Cain's eyes with her own. "Mr. Cain."

"Princess, you have a lovely voice," he told her. She gave him a bit of a smile. "Has sweet-pea been behaving?"

"As much as one can expect a one month old baby to," Az answered.

"Jeb would wake Adora and me just about every two hours for the first two months, I thought I would never get a good night's sleep again," Cain told her walking into the room. Az kissed Miracle on her forehead and then stood.

"Are you staying for awhile?" She questioned.

"Yeah… I've got some thinking to do and it involves sweet-pea."

"I'll leave you to your thoughts then. Just bring her to one of us when you're finished," she told him. Cain nodded and watched her leave before closing the distance between Miracle's crib and himself. His eyes widened, how could this baby… his baby… grow so much since the night he had found her in the alley behind the orphanage. Her head was dark with short hairs, her skin pale in contrast, he wondered if her eyes were still dark or if they had changed but he did not move to wake her. Instead Cain sat in the chair Az had left, just watching her sleep.

If everything that Ambrose said was true… then that would explain why Ambrose had been avoiding him for those last few months. The bloody sheets that had been found were explained; at least Cain figured it was. But it also meant that Ambrose had almost killed their daughter… all because of those words he had said half asleep. Cain felt sick at his stomach when he thought of the desperation Ambrose must have been under to go that far.

Thank Ozma he had been on patrol in that part of the city that night… if not… Miracle gave a small cry bringing Cain's attention back to her. Carefully he picked her up and cradled her against his broad chest. Miracle blinked a couple of times and Cain noticed a brilliant blue color coming from under her short lashes before her eyes closed again. She brought her fist up and started to suck on it as she fell back to sleep against his warmth. Cain smiled down at her.

"You're something special sweet-pea," he murmured before kissing her forehead.


Cain returned Miracle's care over to the princesses once more after an hour. He didn't know when it had happened but he suspected that his love for that little girl had started before he even knew about her. There had been a reason he had been able to find her that night in the rain. Now he had to read for himself everything Ambrose had gone through.

As usual Ambrose's lab was locked but Cain had long since had his own key. Opening the door he was greeted by the familiar site of organized chaos. Cain could never figure out how Ambrose worked in here, but nothing ever seemed out of place for the inventor. Looking around Cain found the red book DG had mentioned, sitting down at Ambrose's cluttered desk he opened the book and began to read.


Jeb looked up from where he was brushing down the horse he had been riding at the sound of footsteps. He gave his father a smile and went back to work. The horse sniffed Wyatt as he walked up searching for a treat of any kind. Wyatt raised his hand and rubbed her face gently before pulling out two sugar cubes. The horse nickered happily and ate her sugar before settling down into her brush massage once more.

"How's Ambrose?" Jeb questioned.

"Better, the doc's say he's getting stronger every day. He should be able to get back to work soon," Wyatt answered.

"That's good."

"Yeah."

"You look like you have something on your mind," Jeb said.

"Well I do, Ambrose told me something that was a bit of a shock and I have to say that I'm not completely sure how I feel about it," Wyatt replied.

"Well what was it?" Jeb questioned. Wyatt debated telling his son for a moment but Jeb was a mature young man. He had a good head on his shoulders and admired Ambrose greatly.

"Ambrose found a way to have a kid," Wyatt stated. First Jeb's hands stopped moving and then he slowly turned towards his father with a disbelieving look on his face.

"I'm sorry father; I must have been tuned into my brushing more than I was you. I thought I heard you say that Ambrose had found a way to have a child." Jeb chuckled.

"I did." Jeb stopped chuckling.

"Ozma… you're serious." Wyatt nodded and handed him the book of Ambrose's notes. Jeb put his horse brush down and started looking through the pages.

"He did all this without my knowing," Cain told him.

"Amazing… wait, why wouldn't he tell you?" Jeb asked.

"Well, he asked me what I thought about having kid's one night, I thought he meant adopting. But I was half asleep and was thinking about you being grown, I didn't know how you'd feel…" Wyatt trailed off as Jeb started to laugh.

"Father, I'm old enough now to not be jealous by a child. But this… this is amazing. To go through all of this by himself! But who…" Jeb's eyes widened. "The baby, the one you found, that was her wasn't it?"

Cain nodded. "Miracle is Ambrose and my daughter, your little sister." Cain didn't know what to expect as a reaction when he put it that bluntly but Jeb smiled and handed the book back to him and started out of the stable. "Where are you going Jeb?"

"To spend some time with my little sister," Jeb called over his shoulder.


After a week of rest Ambrose was finally feeling much better, he had recovered all of his strength and was anxious to get back to the projects in his lab. He tried to hide how anxious he was to have a serious talk with Cain but the Queen and DG could see the worry in his eyes. Cain had not spoken about anything related to Miracle unless Ambrose asked and to tell the truth, he hadn't been around much for the rest of Ambrose's recovery, or so Ambrose thought.

Cain would come at night after his lover had already fallen asleep, his mind was still thinking about everything that Ambrose's confession implied. The talk he had had with Jeb had helped more than Cain could actually tell his son. Now he just needed to find the right time to talk to Ambrose.


"Could I plan a private dinner in our room for a couple nights from now?" Cain asked the head cook. He didn't want to talk to Ambrose in front of everyone else and talking over food always seemed to relax things so this was the best solution.

"I suppose we could manage," the cook answered with a half smile. "What would you like?"

"Whatever is simple for you to fix, as long as desert includes apples," Cain replied. The cook's eyebrows rose, it was not a secret that Ambrose's favorite thing to eat was apples.

"I'll have your dinner prepared and sent to your room promptly at sundown Mr. Cain," the cook told him. Cain nodded and thanked her with a tip of his hat before leaving the kitchens.

At Ambrose's lab Cain knocked and waited for permission to enter. When he stepped inside he could tell Ambrose was shocked to see him. He watched as his lover stammered over something he was trying to say but couldn't seem to get out. Finally Cain held up a hand and Ambrose looked at him with troubled eyes.

"I've planned dinner for us, two nights from now up in our room at sundown. Don't be late sweetheart, we've got some serious things to talk over," Cain told him. Something flickered through Ambrose's eyes but Cain couldn't tell what it was. Ambrose gave him a little smile and nodded.

"I'll be there." Cain nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him. Ambrose stared at the door for a long minute before he collapsed onto his work stool with a sigh. "He called me sweetheart…" He murmured.


By the time the sundown of two nights later had come around Ambrose had gotten nervous all over again. Cain hadn't seemed angry but then sometimes he was really good at hiding it. But if he had been angry wouldn't he have already yelled and broken their relationship off? Ambrose chewed on his nails as he walked to their room. One of the castle maids was just leaving as he turned the corner; even from here he could smell the delicious aroma and… was that… apples?

Ambrose opened the door slowly and stepped in. His eyes widened at the sight of all his favorite foods and at least three desserts that used apples as their main ingredient. He could feel his mouth watering as his eyes traveled over various dishes; however, when his eyes met Cain's his mouth went dry and that nervous feeling returned. Cain pulled out a chair for Ambrose and motioned for him to sit down. Once Ambrose was sitting at the table Cain took his seat.

They ate in silence, and even though Ambrose had butterflies flying all over his stomach he managed to help Cain finish off most of the food that had been prepared for their supper. He mused over how he must have been much hungrier than he had thought. Ambrose had a spoon of apple sauce in his mouth when Cain cleared his throat. Ambrose froze and looked at him; there was fear in his eyes he knew. Cain saw that fear and reached out taking Ambrose's hand to try and reassure him.

"It's alright sweetheart. I won't lie, I was pretty shocked and angry at first but now… I'm happy sweetheart. I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you that. I'm happy and I love Miracle. That night when I found her… I shouldn't have… shouldn't have been able to hear her but I did. I heard her and I felt her, like she was calling out to me somehow, maybe that's why I saved her," Cain explained. Ambrose looked at him with tears gathering in his eyes. Before Cain could say anything else Ambrose was out of his chair, arms wrapped tightly around his lover, lips pressed against Cain's. Cain returned the kiss whole heartedly.

"Thank you Cain," Ambrose breathed after breaking the kiss. Cain gave him a smile and cupped Ambrose's cheek with his calloused palm.

"Don't think a thing of it sweetheart. However, if you ever have any thoughts that will turn our lives upside down like this did… We. Talk. About. It. First. Especially if it endangers your life," Cain told him.

"I promise, as long as you always love me and Miracle," Ambrose agreed happily. Cain smiled.

"Forever and a day sweetheart."