This is after when Dylan ran away from Alfred one night. So what was the reason?
"What do you think doctor?" The Welsh asked.
"The progress is good but there are still some chance that it might not make it." The Doctor paused as he put a coat of gel in the smaller nations abdominal. "You know if Allister found you like this, he will slaughter the person who did this to you and probably make you abo-"
"No. He isn't taking my baby away from me" Even thinking about his baby taken away from him shook him. "I won't allow him to do that which is IF he finds out about this first." The doctor just sighed and started to move the scanner around the bump.
"Dylan look, its your baby boy. He looks much bigger now than when we scanned a week ago." The Waleshman turned around to see the monitor, which had an image of some-what like a kid. "I bet he will have your eyes." the Doctor laughed.
"No. He will have his father's eyes."
'Those cyan eyes. It was so pure and so full of happiness.'
"Anyway, you're really close to your due date. Are you sure you want to do this alone? If you want, I can tell...umm...Arthur who seems more understanding than any of your brothers." The doctor wiped the gel from the bump with a towel.
"No. I already told them not to bother me or call me or visit me." the heavily pregnant man sat up slowly with the Doctor's help. "I told you, I don't need any support from anyone. The one I want support doesn't have a clue that he is going to be a father." Dylan sat with his narrowed eyes.
"Why don't you just tell him already? A child needs his father Dylan. You can't hide that fact forever Dylan." The doctor tried to expand volume of his voice but failed.
"What if the father is a human?" the doctor's purple eyes under the glasses widened up.
"What if his father is a human and has only limited time with him? It isn't normal for humans to get a man pregnant anyway." The small nation's voice started to crack. "And I can't bare to think of him disappearing forever and him disappearing in front of me would be more troublesome. Why do you think I ran away from him in the middle of the night?" The tears started to crumble in his eyes.
'Dam these hormones'
"What! He is a human? You never told me he was a human. Wait...normally in this kind of case, when a baby is born from a nation, he or she turns into one new nation or becomes the part of the nation. Is he going to be something or nothing because he is half human?"
"He…" Dylan placed his hands around his bump. "He is going to be my heart, my capital, my Cardiff. Apparently even if the baby's father is human and the carrier is a nation then it comes to the barrier side and turns into an immortal but…" he paused. "When the baby is born, it is born as human so he or she can die but after the age of 20, they become immortal." Dylan grabbed his grey oversized hoodie from his side and put in on. "Doctor, if you need anything then don't hesitate to ask and I would like to do the operation on my own house. I don't want to get the hospital or anything getting involved in this."
The doctor just nodded. "Then I guess I will need a nurse and some equipment here then as the due date is getting really close."
"Hire any nurse and give me her information. Explain her the situation and tell her if she does something funny then her life will be walking hell. For the equipment, you can buy new ones for the operation. Just send the bills to me. I don't care about anything but my child so get the best medicine or equipment."
The emerald eyes glared in the purple orbs. The doctor just nodded and left the room to get everything ready.
'Why do you look so similar to him yet so different?'
Dylan couldn't feel his body. His body was all-numb. All he could saw was the light, which flashed on front of him, the beeping noise at his side. He could hear some small talks or was he just hallucinating?
"...Complicated...than thought" Dylan couldn't figure out what the voice was saying.
"Doctor...I can't ... Feel anything...I want to sleep...too tired" Dylan whispered. His voice struggled to come out. He was breathing heavily. He was having hard time keeping his eyes open.
"No Dylan! Don't sleep. I want~~~~~" before Dylan could finish listening to the voice, he went unconscious. The next he knew, a noise was irritating him. A small faint noise of someone crying. Someone small. Maybe a kid?
'So irritating. Why doesn't someone stop that kid from crying' he thought, unconsciously knitting his eyebrows together. 'Its seriously irritating'
He opened his green orbs slowly. 'Huh?' He heard the crying noise even louder.
"What's...going on?" He asked slowly under his breath. He felt that mouth and nose were covered by oxygen mask.
"Dylan! Great. Tell me how are you feeling." Dylan tried to figure out whom the voice belonged to.
"Doctor? What's going on? I'm so tired." He mumbled. His eyes forced itself to close, making him go in a deep sleep.
"No Dylan. Don't sleep." The doctor panicked.
"Calm down doctor. He is tired and he needs rest." The nurse tried calm down the doctor.
After some hours, Dylan finally opened his eyes slowly. His hand moved towards the abdominal which was flat now. When he couldn't find his bump, he opened his eyes wise and sat up straight.
"Don't worry. He is sleeping patiently here." Dylan looked up to see the doctor who was holding bundle of blue clothes wrapped together. He saw a tiny hands held up.
'Is that ...'
"I'm so jealous of you Dylan. Making such a cute little baby boy." Dylan chuckled. The doctor handed the bundle of joy to his mother.
The mother cheerfully greeted his baby boy. He cuddled his boy and the boy opened his cyan eyes and started to giggle.
"He has those cyan eyes you said and your thick eye brows." The doctor laughed.
"You're so annoying doctor." The Welshman said in a play full voice with a smile.
"You should stop calling me doctor. You make me sound like I'm a stranger. Call me-"
"Mathew? Mathew Williams? " The doctor nodded. "Mathew you're annoying."
"Ha-ha I'm not annoying. My brother is." Mathew rolled his eyes.
The Canadian had always been an alliance and the doctor for the Kirkland brothers for centuries. He had always been keen and fond for the this specific Kirkland as they both share similar traits of being invisible to the world, being quiet and having annoying older brothers. They were both calm and laid back. When the fourth Kirkland announced that he was pregnant, his heart sunk on the bottom of the sea. He felt betrayed even though he had never confessed his feelings for the Kirkland or never revived the same mutual feeling. When he finally came to his senses, he didn't bother to ask who the father was as his heart wouldn't take it but he was sure that the Kirkland really loved the other wan to bare his child.
"Brother? America right?" the Canadian nodded. "I have never seen him seriously. Before that independence war, he lived with Arthur and I never got to see him." Dylan gave his index finger to his child and the baby happily grabbed on it with his tiny two little hands.
"I don't know why but your baby reminds me of my brother. The same shade of orbs and same shade of skin." He gave the new mother a smile. "Anyway, what are you going to name him?" He asked as he grabbed a file and pen and started to scribble.
"Lucas. Lucas Kirkland. He is the central of my heart; he is the capital of my nation. He is Cardiff."
"Mhmm. Mhmm." The Canadian scribbled something in his folder and closed it. "Dylan there is something I would like to tell. Lucas has problems with his lungs so he has some problem breathing outside unlike us so we need to take him to the hospital." The happy-go-'round doctor's face turned serious. "I know you didn't want the hospital or anyone know about this but it's for his own good."
Dylan just nodded in the silent. The nurse who was outside the room came inside and asked the Welshman to hand the baby to her. At first he just tugged the baby in his chest but later, after a lot of convincing from the Canadian, he finally handed Lucas to the nurse.
"We will take the baby to the hospital for now. Just take some more rest and next thing you know, you will be playing with him eh?" The Canadian gave him a cheerful smile before leaving the room.
"You know he isn't going to survive for long so why don't you just let him play with his baby when he has the time?." The nurse asked in curiosity.
"I know but I can't tell him. I don't want him to hate me later that I didn't do anything to help his baby." The Canadian answered the nurse.
"You sure love him doctor. No wonder you're annoying." The nurse just walked innocently.
So yah… This is just a background story so I can bring Canada a.k.a Mathew as fast as I can in the story. I wanted to make Canada the doctor because :
1) He can hide his pregnancy easily
2) For a male nation to pregnant would sound more normal for another nation than for a normal human
3) Canada x Wales
4) I have something for next chapter for Canada and America
5) To bring Canada in current time ASAP
For Dylan to act all "womanly" because Dylan is going through hormone changes in his body .. well, in most of the m-preg I've read so far, the one who gets pregnant goes through some kind of hormone changes so becomes more sensitive than normal times. And for Lucas, a new chapter will come for him
This is the story "From Cradle", the next one will be "To Death". "From Cradle To Death". Sorry I had to divide a full length chapter into 2 sub chapters because there is a ying - a good part ( 'From Cradle' ) where they are all happy and a yang - a bad part ('To Death') where its gloomy...