Prt. 7- A little bit of Destiny
*Warning! Death threats, swearing and stupidity in here!*
13 continued to sleep after the particularly painful and exhausting birth of Wander; her breathing very soft and shallow as her body tried to recover some of its lost energy. Being as small as she was and having already birthed two stitchpups through soul separation had taken almost all of the energy right out of 13's body. She was starting to regret her decision of not staying in bed and resting earlier like both 10 and Spencer had tried to tell her for weeks; well at least the floors were clean.
Spencer and 10 were both busy doing different things well 13 rested; 10 dabbing her face with a cloth he had gotten sometime during her rest and than wetted to try and help cool his mate off. If she got any hotter than serious harm could befall her and their last unborn child…he just prayed that 13 had enough fire left in her to get this one over with.
Well he was doing that, Spencer was making an idiot of himself; at least in 10's view as he hold Wander close and did everything one normal does when around small infants; cooing at them, stroking their faces with deep sighs and tickling lightly on the stomach until the baby laughed little.
"Hey look at that," Spencer said with amusement, shifting Wander to cradle him more securely, "His laughing already. There's hope for your children after all White Boy; they don't seem to have a dry bone about humor as you do."
10 gave a very small growl and clutched the cloth in his hand, very annoyed with striped male that was holding his son; the only thing that he thought was stopping him from smacking the shorter male into the wooden floor beneath him.
"Soooo not in the mood right now Sixpence," he grumbled out, trying to get back into focus as he ran the cloth over 13's face lightly; an action that greatly helped to soothe his anger down. "I get that I have no sense of humor okay? But right now really isn't the time…last thing we want is to wake 13 up from rest."
Spencer looked over to the slumbering female and frown slightly, not at seeing her like this or the situation but for a bigger more irritating reason; 10 was right…ugh! How that thought tasted like bitter medicine to admit or accept but there it was. As plain as his white and black striped body.
"Fine...fine, fine," he said calmly bouncing Wander lightly in his hold, "I'm just going to have to give your grumpy old man a real piece of my mind when it all over aren't I?"
"Sixpence…" 10 warned, getting irritated again.
"I wasn't talking to you White Boy," Spencer replied in a sing-song voice, still looking only Wander. "I was talking to this little cutie…hard to believe given the source."
He had excepted 10 to exploded on him, to say 'I hate you' or even the usually death threats but when he instead chuckled lightly, Spencer blinked in surprise…than got a little worried that the other had something planned.
"You're saying that 13 isn't cute enough to make a baby like him? I'm surprised at you Sixpence…good thing she's sleeping."
Spencer gave a very offended look and stutter out a few unfinished words to this statement. "I-we- how dare you?! You know I meant YOU; of course anything from 13 is perfect and amazing, just like her."
"Whatever…" 10 criticized, still finding his statement and the others reaction perfectly amusing. He than went back to work caring for his tired and resting mate; it was only a matter of time before the last pup would be here and he was worried…but he would do every little thing he could to help her.
* twenty minutes later*
The slumber wore off of 13 and she wake when starting to feel the pain waves again; making her instinctively pant and curl up to try to ease it down again.
"Ahh…"
"Kitten…?" said her concerned mate, immediately moving by her side again and stroking her face tenderly.
She didn't answer and instead tried to control her breathing just like 10 had shown her a few weeks back; breathing exercises indeed! It felt like even breathing now was a painfully forced action.
"Baker's Dozen, are you okay?" Spencer asked, having placed Wander with his sister Hope some time ago.
"Aaaaaahhh! Ha…" came the response from 13, ripping into the bed frame again.
"I'll take that as a no…" he said, backing up slowly, not about to be the target of pain induced anger.
"Please, just hang in there a little longer Kitten. You're going to be fine." 10 assured, gesturing for Spencer to get the finally pup hooked up and ready; which he did with no hesitant when seeing and hearing the small female's whimpers of pain.
One wave of pain hits her even harder, forcing her to stop from her whimpering and pant instead. 13 demanded 10 closer to her side. He drops to his knees and lets her cling onto his shoulders, watching her as she tried to breath. But all that came out was moans and groans.
"C'mon sweetie, remember your breathing." he whispered to her.
"Nnnh... it's too hard... it hurts so bad." she groans through the deep painful ripple.
"Shhhhh, I know Kitten but it will help. Please do it for me and Spencer." he encouraged.
13 nods and did as she was told. She sucks in a breath and nearly trembles against 10, clinging onto his forearms and groans loud as a more powerful wave struck her. 10 helped her up, and hugged her close; trying to calm her down.
"Kitten, do you're breathing. Moaning is just going to make it worse." he said while helping her to lay down on her back once again instead of her side.
13 grasps the bed frame and tries to breath in a pattern 10 taught her; it doing little to ease her pain and worry.
"Haaa~ I'm breathing... Hnnnn, I'M FUCKING BREATHING! Haaaaaaaaaaa~!" She screams at an even more painful pain ripples through her body. They were getting even closer and more unbearable.
"Hey hey hey, breathe Baker's Dozen. Breathe. Don't scream." Spencer coaxed a little to his friend.
She scrunches her face as if she were to scream again, but exhales, and pants as the pain passes at last.
"Alright, let's go get you set up and get you comfortable." Spencer said, moving to get everything ready to get the last pup out of 13's depths. She tried to relax and be calm but, it was just too hard when she felt everything inside of her screaming in pain.
"I want this to be over…" she pouted; cringing as another ripple of pain hit her.
"I know you do." 10 replied, well trying to soothe her through soft touches and gentle purrs to her audio senators. "But unfortunately we can't stop now. Just one more time sweetie and we can be done."
13 moaned softly and wished she had the energy to sucker punch in the face; what was this 'we' stuff? She was doing all the hard work here!
"Owww!"
"You holding up okay?" Spencer asked when he came back with the last child hold close to him, his eyes sad from all of 13's yelling.
"No…" she whined out, than got aggressive when the pain stopped, "This hurts like hell!"
Spencer cringed and quickly covered the babe's audio senators with his chest and free hand, looking very uncomfortable when she said things like this.
"I'm sure it does. But you really shouldn't yell this like that little lady," he said in a very weak stern tone. Spencer knew it was the pain talking but it still was scary to see the usually very gentle 13 saying such ugly things.
"I know…" she sighed out, looking like she was ready to start sobbing again; if not for a ill timed pain wave.
13 gripped the sheet under her when this wave hit her; it was stronger and harder to fight than the others. 10 held onto her hand on again for support.
"Ha…ha…ha…" she panted.
"Just hang in there Baker's Dozen." Spencer said as he set to work hooking the child up to the cord once again. "You're doing great."
"You got this sweetie!" encouraged 10; holding onto her hand tightly.
"AHH! Oh…when this is over 10, I am going to kill you!" she threatened as the pain intensified. 10 blinked in alarm before just nodding to his doomed fate and running a hand over 13's head, it was already start to heat up again.
"Just relax…Try not to think about killing me right now."
"It's hard not to…" 13 almost growled out at him, saved only by another pain wave. "UH!"
"I know but you need to focus 13." came his small encouragement, "Concentrate on having this pup."
13 stared at 10, knowing he was right. She than continued with her breathing and just waited out the pain well Spencer got everything ready again.
"Okay, I think your all set up here Baker's Dozen," he said, place a hand to her knee in a small gesture of comfort for his sister figure. "Are you ready to do this again chica?"
"As ready as I could be…" 13 replied well sitting up again; bracing herself for the pain that she knew was about to follow; only hopping this went smoother than Wander's birth.
"Okay then, when you're ready Baker's Dozen," Spencer encouraged, holding onto the babe securely but keeping the hand on her knee until she started the soul separation started again.
13 nod and breathed in deep breathes before holding in the last one when the signal of pain rippled through her middle again; making her curl up and try to hold on well her child's soul was slowly tugged out of her own. Deeper into the separation, 13 began to feel a intense pain; no burn but a great pressure to her soul.
"Ahhhh!" she screamed.
"Keep going 13. You're doing great." 10 said well squeezing her hand.
After riding that wave out, 13 took a break and let out her spent breathe before falling back into 10's arm again; panting in shaky breaths.
"Great job, Kitten." he said with a excited smile for seeing her still trying so hard despite how tired she was.
"Ohhh…"
"Good one Baker's Dozen." Spencer praised. "Do you think you can do another one?"
"I…I think so…" she managed to get out as 10 helped her to sit up again, her lags shaking slightly.
"Okay then, let's do this!" he said well 13 curled up again and groaned deeply as the process started up, worried that she was going to do something wrong.
*Ten minutes later…*
"Ahh!" 13 wailed from the room as she tried to let the separation happen that would bring her last child into the world…but they seemed to be taking their jolly old time about it.
"13, try not to fight this…your doing so well." 10 said, rubbing her arm with his hand that was from the arm he had around her back to support her up; almost like he was embracing her.
"Gah! How much longer is this going to take!?" she sobbed out, both of her legs buckling with fatigue and were shaking uncontrollable. It darn near broke both males' hearts to see 13 like this…so tired and frail; 10 honestly didn't know how much more of this 13 could take.
"I'm not sure Kitten…" he said gently, failing to notice the hostile expressing on 13's face when he tightened his hold on her. "I'm so sorry for this. But you need to focus. Are you all…" he stopped abruptly when 13 slapped him clean on the face with a hard smack. "Ow!"
"You JERK! I'm sitting here having your children while you just stand there watching like you're the one in pain and I'M foolin' around! What the hell?!"
"Baker's Dozen, calm down!" Spencer said as he used a free hand to grab 13 by the wrist and stop her from hitting 10 again; though he actually like seeing him get some well deserved pain. "You still have a kid to get out of you and wasting you energy on that dish rag isn't going to help anyone."
13 looked at him with big eyes, reluctantly pulling her hand way with a nod as she just went back to her breathing well her temperature sky rocketed. 10 seemed stunned silent as he slowly rose a hand to his face and stroked where 13 had basically bitch slapped him; frowning knowing that he had caused her so much pain and suffering.
He helped her sit up from her position as she tried to get ready for another go at getting this little soul out of her. 10 was holding her hand once again and response to hearing her whimpers of pain, he hushed her comfortingly just as he had done when they had been lost to each other during her second awakening; his hold strong on her being as though scared she was about to be lost to him again.
But the world could be that cruel could it? Give him back his love and life only to lose her like this? If he did…he'd have no choice but to continue on for the sake of his children should something happen to the trembling female called 13 in his arms.
"Button…?" 13 murmured as her body tensed from another painful ripple, her face turning to lean more into 10's presence.
"Yes…?" he asked out carefully, nervous because of her wrath but more relaxed when she used his pet name.
"I'm sorry for yelling earlier…I didn't mean it…"
"I know you didn't." he said with a smile, "I know it's the pain talking and I understand. Can't say I didn't yell at Lizzie or Dad when they had to fix some of my injuries."
"I love you 10…"
"I love you too 13"
He then kissed her on the cheeked and hushed her again when she started to squeal in pain. "Come on babe, your so close…don't give up now."
13 nodded and held her breathe again as the process went on; a pain wave, a tug and her falling back into 10 each time in a seemingly endless cycle.
She demanded 10 at her side every time she had to go through it again. And every time he held her with one arm and holds her hand. "Pain...the p-pain..." She cries. 10 kisses her temple, "I know sweetie'. Hang in there." He says in a smooth tone. 13 had experienced terrible pain, but she was sure this was the worst pain she ever felt so far in her life; possible the whole birth because this one just refused to leave her body as a descent pace. 13 kept screaming and moaning as the pain came closer and closer. She was scared that she was doing something wrong here because no process seemed to be made.
"Ok 13 when another pain hits, I want you try and get this soul moving as hard as you can. Do not hold back dear." 10 ordered; he knew from her trembling and shaking that she was exhausted but so far the pup hadn't even stirred in Spencer's arms…meaning she had to try harder at letting the separation happen.
She nodded and grasps 10 hand well curling up as best as she could, while releasing a painful squeal. Spencer's eyes enlarge with delight to see the pup's soul finally moving down faster through the cord than he thought was possible.
"That's it! Keep it up!" he shouts delightfully
10 smiles with excitement, "C'mon 13! You can do it!"
She growls while baring her chin to her chest and shakes her head side to side.
"Rrrrrrrgh! I...CAN'T!..NNGH I CAN'T!" She yells in pain then as she starts to cry; if it were possible tears would roll down her cheeks.
10's expression grows saddened. He despised seeing his mate in agony. He holds her closer and holds her hand a little tighter than her grip. He then tries to calm her:
"Shhh, I know babe. I know it hurts. But please, you gotta keep trying! Our pup wants out! C'mon please for me?" He said almost begging as he shook himself from wanting to cry.
13 nods shakily, cringes her face, grits her teeth, and braced down harder than before nearly groaning through the whole tug at her insides. More and more hot flashes rolling over her body as the pain and pressure grow stronger.
Spencer places a gentle hand on 13's face to get her attention, "Alright, alright 13. That's enough for now, take a breather until the next one okay?" he says.
13 falls back into 10's arm, her fabric hot with soul flashes and the hard work she was doing after birthing two babes, completely breathless. Worry plasters onto 10's face, seeing his wife in agony.
"Hey-Hey, sweetie look at me.." He says softly. 13 turns her head at him and opens her eyes weakly. "You need to breathe right; you'll only overheat more if you don't. C'mon breathe like me." He says then demonstrates a breathing pattern, in and out through the mouth. His wife follows along with him.
She had been breathing for 2 minutes until another painful tug hits her hard. She yells, signaling the pain.
"Alright, start trying again Baker's Dozen!" Spencer commands, only begin so firm because he could see that 13 was fading fast.
13 grits her teeth again and curled up again, letting out a painful groan, "Nnnnuuuuugh!"
"C'mon Kitten, keep going!" 10 continues to chant.
Her eyes shoot open and screams as she feels something even more painful.
"AAAAAAAAAHH!"
Spencer then shouts, "13! That's it, keep it up!" He was excited because the pup had as last moved in his hold, it had been a small twitch but it showed that it was working.
As trembling overtook her legs, 13 painfully made herself sit up the bed. 10 held onto her so she would not fall due to pain. 13 gets up just as another tug get there. Spencer again puts a hand on her leg for a gentle encouragement to not give up. 10 held 13 with one arm and grasped her hand for support.
"Ok Sweetie, time is of the essence. You need to give it your all. Now!" 10 encouraged with a tight grip on her body so she didn't fall down.
13 curled under her chin and groaned loudly while squeezing 10's hand and the beds frame. 10 kept encouraging
"C'mon 13! Get 'em out! You can do it."
She squeezed the bed tighter and kept trying, letting out a very loud growl.
"RRRRRRRRRRRGH! GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT! THIS FUCKING HURTS LIKE HELL!"
"I know babe, it's gonna hurt, just keep trying."
"MMMMMMMMGH! T-THE...PAIN...! AAAAAAAAAAGH!"
13's separation from her last baby had been going on for an hour now. Poor thing has lost so much energy, at least half of her normal amount. In order to keep her stable and alive, 10 had resorted to sitting right behind her and was using himself as a brace so she didn't pass out or stop from curling up each time a tug at her soul signaled another time to try to get her babies souls out.
13 was so weak and tired. She no longer wanted to try or even breathe as every little action hurt. "I...I can't do it guys. Face it...Hnngh...I'm going to die..." She faintly says.
It broke both males heart to hear that. Spencer tightened his grip on her leg well 10 again holds 13 close.
"Shh, baby girl. Your not gonna die. Your last baby is almost here. Please don't quit on us now." 10 plead with her, placing both of his hands under her own in a tight squeeze, promising that he was there and wasn't about to leave her.
"Ahh…but…I don't think I can do this anymore!" she complained, so scared and just plain tired.
"I know this has to be hard, Baker's Dozen." Spencer said. "But you HAVE to keep trying, your almost there."
"But…It hurts soooo much…" she sobbed out.
"I know it does. Believe me. I know how awful facing pain is and you know how I deal with it," Spencer replied, squeezing her leg a bit tighter as he became very serious. "But you're the only one who can do this 13; you've got to stay strong and keep fight on. You were always my hero now be a hero to your child. I'm not giving up on you and neither is 10; now try again! You can do this!"
13 looked to Spencer is shock; one because he called 10 by his real name and because she knew without a doubt that he was right; she was ready to be a parent because she had sacrificed so most for those around her…she could just call it quits and stop right now when her baby was just a few more steps away from being right here with her. She narrowed her eyes in determination and nodded firmly before curling up again.
13 squeezes her eyes closed at that and held 10's hands and brace down weakly. He squeezed her hands back tightly and purrs softly into her neck, trying to send calming thoughts through their bond.
"Mmmmmmmgh!" 13 then felt the ominous "ring of fire" and screamed at the top of her lungs. "HHAAAAAAAAAH! WHAT IS THAT?!"
10 and Spencer's eye's widen with delight. Spencer than then shouted, "It's the pup! It's halfway here! One more time Baker's Dozen! Just do that again one more time!"
"C'mon babe!" 10 said while trembling with excitement.
Panting hard, 13 squeezes 10's hands and took a large breath, using her last bit of energy for one last mighty tug at her soul; her eyes squeezed close tightly as she did everything in her power to help the soul move out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" She screams then falls back into 10's chest as she felt a large serge of pain rush through her, along some heat and a bright green flash.
"13 look!" 10 says warmly. He leans her upward to help her see; her eyes just barely able to stay open as she looked at her child that Spencer held in front of its simply exhausted and trembling mother.
The babe was letting out a loud cry; one of the most beautiful sounds any of the adult stitchpunks had ever heard. Their body was a white canvas very much like 10's bleached burlap and had bronze hands and eyes with a corset tie front but wasn't closed as her and the babe where still connected by the cords.
"She's really beautiful." Spencer said, looking at 13 with deep pride and admiration; she had just done something more amazing than anything he had ever seen before. She had brought life to not one but three tiny beings…words really couldn't even describe how proud he was of her for doing this.
"Okay…you can hold her in a moment but first things first. We need to separate 13 and the baby from the cord." 10 voiced out of nowhere, slipping out from behind his mate and propping her up with the pillows before moving to her front and gripping the cord in her middle; still alit brightly in a green hue.
"I'm going to permanently separate our daughter's soul from yours." 10 explained, signaling for Spencer to move back and hold onto the baby tightly. "That'll be the worst part, so brace yourself Kitten."
13 seemed perfectly mortified but the pain in her middle hadn't stopped yet like with the other two, so she nodded and gripped the bed tightly; ready for the worst of it.
10 gave her a nod and held onto the cord tightly looking away from his wife for this part.
"Now!" and with than declare 10 pulled the cord out from 13 with a quick snap; 13's eyes immediately flying opening in pain and her mouth screaming in intense agony.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
10 dropped the cord at once and lifted 13 up again when she had flopped back against the bed after her oil curdling scream. A deep concern in his face from the way she seemed to have nearly passed out on the spot.
"13?"
"Auuughnnn…" she moaned out before sitting up with his help once again, her eyes only focused on their new pale daughter that Spencer held close in protective arms.
"I…I want to see her." said 13, reaching her trembling arms out slowly, "I want to see my baby."
Spencer wrapped her in a fresh blanket and than handed her over to 13; a small smile of his facing seeing that all was well and as it should be.
"Creator above…" 13 said well shaking with joy, "She's more than beautiful. She's perfect." As she held her daughter to her chest, which 10 now closed off since the process was done, 13 purred lightly in a tired fashion and kissed the babe lightly on the head. "Hi sweetie…I'm your mommy."
13's sweet talk eventually worked. The baby calmed down and the crying ceased. Hearing the familiar voice of her mother made her feel safe.13 carefully held her baby, not wanting to let go. She held her in her weak, trembling hands, holding her so close. 10 wraps an arm around 13 and started to smile with deep joy in his eyes. He so happy to see his wife alive and ok, and also to seeing his daughter safe and secure.
13 looked up at 10, she could tell in his eyes he wanted to hold his daughter. She smiled and said, "Want to hold her Button?"
10 hesitated but nodded, "Y-Yea.." 13 handed their daughter to him, 10 took her and held her close to his front. He felt her start to kick a little against the blanket around her. His eyes calmed to great joy and he nuzzled against his baby with a soft purr; taking in her scent and breathing with great pride.
"Hey there munchkin…" 10 said softly. "It's nice to finally see you in person… Don't worry little one…"
10 put one hand on his daughter's head and stroked gently. It was then the babies opened her eyes, revealing that she held the same innocence in them as her mother .
"Oh guys…" Spencer said while acting like he was wiping a tear from his face. "She's just so beautiful…The two of you created such a beautiful little girl…"
10 cuddled close to 13.
"You did an awesome job Kitten…" he said. "I know this wasn't easy for you." His tone was very apologetic and he almost looked like he was afraid she was going to beat him silly.
"Yeah… But having you guys here gave me strength to get her here…" 13 replied, a small yawn escaping her as her fatigue finally seemed to catch up with her. "Thank you two for not giving up on me and making me stay strong."
A few stray sobbing noise came from Spencer's mouth as he watched 10 kneel down for 13 to have a better look of their daughter again; him moving closer as well to wanting to see the happy child and mother.
"Great job Baker's Dozen." Spencer said. "I told you once and I've told you time and time again; there's isn't anything you can't do. You were a real trooper today…I'm so proud of you."
13 smiled in thanks and reached out a trembling hand to him, having some trouble getting to his form; he seemed to know and reached out his own hand as he lowered himself down to his knees beside his tired sister, nuzzling into her hand softly with a happy smile.
They only were parted from each other when 10 turned her so the two of them were lovingly kissing each other before turning to their attention back to their baby.
"We still need a name for this little one…" 10 said as he handled the small girl back to 13; knowing that if anyone should be holding her right now it should be the woman that had gone through hours of pain to birth the small fidgeting little girl.
13 looked at her child deeply and thought for a few moments before look at Spencer. Her expression was unreadable before she came to a decision. "I want Spencer to name her."
Both male looked at her simultaneously and looked at her like she was a madwoman. But before being able to voice the concern, 13 held her hand up to silence them.
"I named Hope, 10 came up with Wander and I want Spencer to have a part in naming them too." She than looked right at the one like a brother to her and almost looked like she was begging. "You did so much for me and want to pay you back somehow…just pick a name for her please."
Spencer looked very stunned but also looked down to the pale little girl that was staring at him and her mother attentively; making him reach out a hand to gently stroke the babes cheek well she giggled from the action. He thought about Grace…his first friend and the way he had lost her. Than he thought of 13; finding her, loving her as he loved Grace…forming a friendship with her like he never thought he would know again. He even thought of 10; how he had hated the male, tried to drive him away when thinking he was only after 13 for lust, than the way it had changed when he learned of the true honest love 10 felt for his friend that was his little sister in so many ways. Simple put, he thought of all they had been through; all the pain, the love, the hard times and good times. Things that could all be seen as…
"Destiny…"
"Pardon?" 10 asked when Spencer suddenly said something after a long amount of deep thinking. "What was that Sixpence?"
Spencer looked nowhere but at the small girl in 13's hands, smiling softly now at what he thought was a perfect name for the baby. "I said Destiny; that's what I'd like to name her. Destiny that binds us together, even if we aren't always sure why…"
13 and 10 looked to their daughter and smiled broadly at the idea. One look at another and it was decided with a nod. As 13 cradled her daughter in her arms she started to cry softly just from the shock of being in a totally different environment.
"Hi Destiny…" 10 said to her in a gentle voice. "I know… the all of us have been through a lot today. But everything will be okay now."
"That's right Destiny," 13 cooed softly in a very loving tone, "It's going to be okay…your home now. Here with mommy, daddy and Uncle Spencer; my sweet baby."
"You have lots of people that love you Destiny… You're quite the popular girl around here…" Spencer smiled.
Soon Destiny let out a coo and then feel asleep in 13's arms…her mother soon following suite as her energy left her and she could finally rest; no more work needed to be done and she knew that Spencer and 10 would watch over her and the babies closely.
They were a family after all; a crazy and totally insane one maybe, but a family none the less.
Spencer and 10 indeed watched over her closely; 10 moving the other two babies beside their mother as well. He lined them all up and placed 13's arms around them in a secure hold…knowing that she would want the babies as close to her being as possible well she slept.
10 gave a small grin. 13 was going to be so pissed when she woke up; hopefully she forgot about wanting to kill him by than.
"Shouldn't we all be asleep, White Boy?"
10 stood properly, turning. Spencer was standing barely leaning the wall in his normal casual position of hands crosses over his front and one leg over the other. The taller male smiled, walked of to the striped male and in a odd moment of loss of character, hugged him.
Spencer flinched slightly, and gave a look of distaste but embraced him back lightly; patting him softly on the back before pushing him away with a hand to the head. "No touchy; I've told you before."
10 pulled away with a small chuckle; knowing that had been awkward for the both of them "Sorry about that. I'm just really happy and actually very grateful for your help today." He than looked over his shoulder to 13 and smiled before looking back at Spencer. "Boy is she gonna still be sore in the morning."
Spencer gave a look, "A little…"
He than hit 10 violently on his bad arm; the one 13 had ripped through during Wander's birth. 10 bit his lip, holding in that yelp for his mate and children's sake. He looked at Spencer, "Ow."
"That's about a 10th of what SHE felt today, thank you very much." Spencer replied with a stern tone and serious face. "I hope you realize that you are never EVER allowed to make her have children again, dirt-monkey!"
10 couldn't help but smile. It was nice to have the old Spencer back.
Spencer looked away from 10 at the bed behind him. 10 turned, looking at his family. He led Spencer back not really caring that he normally disliked the other male; they were a family now after all.
The two stood by the slumbering ragdolls on the bed; one tired mother and her three perfect babies, both looking down in amazement.
"You know I'm still going to dismantle you tonight in your sleep for this right White Boy?" Spencer asked, sounding more serious than teasing. But 10 just rolled his eyes and he pulled a sheet higher over 13 and the pups, stroking each one gently on the head.
"Whatever you say Sixpence…Whatever you say…"
Yup; pregnancy and children really were a curse and a blessing.
THE END
*passes down from exhaustion*
