Their wait was short, because at two in the morning Raven was woken up by Myotismon frantically shaking her awake. "Milo what's wrong?" "I think it's time." She sprang into action, asking him a few questions, before rushing to gather supplies, taking about twenty minutes, when she returned, he was gripping the sheets, face contorted in pain, he let go after thirty seconds. "Milo, how many contractions have you had so far?" He shook his head. "I haven't been counting, only timing them. The first one was a midnight, after half an hour, I had another, and from that point they've been anywhere from twenty to thirty minutes apart." Raven sighed. "Why didn't you wake me sooner?" "I thought that they were Braxton Hicks, but still timed them anyway. And when my stomach became hard, is when I decided to wake you up." "Milo." Her eyes became soft and gentle, as she kissed him full on the lips. "Is there anyone you want me to get to be here with you, or do you want it to be just us?" "Let's wait a bit. If I do want anyone else, I'll let you know." He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Never again. One is enough." "That's fine with me." Raven voice had become sweet and gentle, only wanting him to be happy. "Raven can you please dim the lights?" She nodded before going to dim the lights, ensuring his happiness. She returned after fifteen minutes, Myotismon now breathing slowly, trying to lessen the pain. She came to his side, allowing him to take her hand, just as he gripped it tightly, nearly crushing it, letting go after a minute. "You never know when it's coming, or how long it's going to last. Is this how it actually happens, or is it your spell messing with me?" "The spell does make your labor longer, but when you do go into labor, it dissapears, only a small amount of it remaining, that's the part that increases the time you're in labor. I wish I could control that part, but I can't." "It's fine, if you can't control it, then you can't control it." He gasped and squeezed her hand tightly, struggling not to cry out, letting go after a minute. "Sorry, it caught me off guard." She rubbed to top of his hand, sending healing energy from her body to his, helping to stay calm, and prevent internal injuries. "You're in inactive labor, there's no way to determine exactly when you're going to have a contraction, during this time. It may have a pattern, then suddenly not. It's perfectly normal. And they won't be very painful, a little bit irritating, but nothing more." He nodded, starting to feel what she was sending him, the energy doing it's job. "Is there anyway I'd be able to try and sleep? I've been up since midnight." "Of course. Most normally do. And remember, I'm right here." He nodded before laying back, closing his tired eyes, sleep quickly overtaking him. He hadn't been asleep for long when he woke up, to an unbearable contraction, causing him to cry out. Raven was up in a flash, holding his hand, as his breathing became panicked, untill the contraction ebbed away after a minute, Myotismon crying out the entire time. "I though you said they weren't going to be that painful." "I did. I have no clue why it would do that. You want me to check your dilation?" He nodded, breathing heavily. She went to the foot of the bed, before starting to pull down his pants, bringing his underwear with them. "Milo, this might be a bit uncomfortable, but I'm just checking your dilation." She helped him spread his legs, before sticking her hand in, feeling for his cervix, and seeing how far he was after locating the small hole. She pulled out, wiping her hand on a nearby towel, and pulling his pants back up. "You're not even at one centimeter. So the reason for the contraction is still unknown. But if you want, we can try a bath and removing the illusion, maybe even transforming. I heard that it sometimes helps." He nodded, his breathing heavy, the panic never leaving. Raven led him to the bathroom, preparing the tub, while he sat on a large curved couch that sat in the middle of the room. "Want me to change how big the tub is?" "Yes. Pond sized." She sent out a pearl like ball, just before Myotismon cried out again, Raven right at his side, holding hand as he crushed it, keeping it that way for nearly two minutes, Myotismon crying out constantly. "Is there any reason that they're suddenly so powerful?" She shook her head, letting him lean on her. "Come on. The tub should be filled by now." Raven pulled Myotismon to his feet leading him over to the now full tub, and within moments he was in the water, tail swishing, illusion gone revealing how swollen his stomach really was. Materials lay next to the rim, towels, scissors, and a large bowl of hot water. Myotismon took deep breaths, holding the rim, as Raven check his dilation. "You're almost at two centimeters, and stretched you're close to four, so we're making progress. But the reason for your contractions being so powerful and close together is still a mystery." She swam over, her tail wrapping around his in a comforting gesture, holding his hand, just wanting to help him get through this. Her hand was crushed, as he gripped the rim tightly, before feeling a pop, and a gush of fluids from a slit that had formed on his tail. "Was that?" "Yes, you water broke." Joy filled her voice, at the thought of him not suffering as long. Her head went under, as she went to check his dilation, finding a huge increase, her head shot up, grinning widely. "You've made a huge jump. You're at eight exactly, and stretched you're fully dilated." He smiled, before screaming, letting the contraction die down, before looking to the young goddess for an answer. "You're in active labor. Your contractions will be closer together, and last longer, then before you know it, you can start to deliver." And surely enough, and hour later, Myotismon was a sweating screaming mess, sitting on a chair that Raven had made appear in the water, while she checked how far he was. "You're there. Now on the next contraction, I want you to push as hard as you can." Myotismon nodded before feeling it, along with the urge to push, and listening to his body, crushing Raven's hand, sweat dripping down his face, despite being in cold water. He stopped, breathing heavily, pain covering his body. "That was perfect, I can just barely feel the top of the baby's head. I need you to do that same thing, when you feel that you need to push again." The next contraction came almost as if it was listening, forcing Myotismon to bear down, taking even more of what little energy he had. "You're doing great. It should start to crown soon, then I can start to help it out." Myotismon could barely hear her, over his breathing, breath hitching as his body screamed at him to push, which he gladly obliged to. "Ok, it's crowning. When you push again I'm going to help guide it out, but I need you to start giving me big pushes, otherwise it might make my job harder, or you could tear, and neither of us want that." She was becoming muffled, as darkness began to consume his vision, barely comprehending what was going on around him, as his body screamed again, wanting the baby to leave. The baby's head emerged fully, a gush of fluids following, Raven checking for a cord around it's neck, and finding none. "There's the head, I'm going to help it turn, then all I need out of you is one big push at it'll all be over." He faintly nodded, complying with his body desperate cries, feeling the baby slide out of him fully, before hearing its loud cries. "It's a boy!" Raven exclaimed, taking note of how there was no cord whatsoever. Myotismon faintly smiled, before closing his eyes, exhaustion taking it's toll. "He's asleep. This must've taken a lot out of him. His life force is strong, but his energy is barely there. I'll need to force him and myself to transform back, and teleport him to bed. It was to dangerous to do while he was pregnant, but now that that this little guy is here, it should be fine." Her necklace glowed brightly, as a small white orb escaped, flying to Myotismon, wrapping him in a white glow before he disappeared. Raven hopped onto the edge and started to clean the impossibly small infant, taking in his features. He had Myotismon's hair and tail color, Raven's pale skin, hopefully when he calmed down she could get a look at his eyes, and decided to wait on naming him for when Myotismon woke up. She washed off all the blood before starting to dry him off, starting with his tail, watching as legs appeared, before moving on to the rest of his body, then swaddling him, and drying herself off, as he calmed down and revealed his deep blue eyes. Raven returned to the bed where Myotismon was just waking up. "Good to see your up. Ready to meet our son?" He turned to see Raven holding a bundle, with golden hair peeking out from the top. Nodding, he was handed the baby boy, who looked up with his big eyes. "He's perfect. And I have the perfect name for him." Raven looked to Myotismon. "What is it?" "Artametis." She leaned over and kissed him, loving the name choice. "I love it. And I love both of you." She sat on the bed, letting Myotismon lay his head on her lap, as the baby slept peacefully, knowing that it would be protected by loving parents.


Me: It's done and over. I have finished my first request. I won't do them very often, but if I like the idea I just might write it. The going will be slow considering how backed up I am. If you have an idea for a story please PM me. Next I'm writing the movie that Raven and Myotismon watched earlier in the story. Goodbye for now, and thanks for reading.