Okay so I know you guys are doing a wtf after reading chapter 6, and honestly, I am too. I'm not one for writing baby stories, and have never seen Blay with an adopted daughter before in my musing. But I can assure you, it ends well. Thanks for reading!
Inspirational song for this chapter: Broken by Seether ft Amy Lee
Quhinn was on his way to the OR, when he was informed about the female's death, and her daughter's survival. He was sadden by the lost, but was relieved the young had made it.
Weird how he felt more sorrow for a stranger's death than his own mother. More than his whole family combined. Well, not weird, actually. He'd never received any affection from any of them so their passing hadn't really affected him, other than the intimal shock of them being murdered.
Damn, Blay was probably upset.
When he got to the OR, he saw Jane and V cleaning up. He also noticed their grim faces, but he figured they were upset they couldn't save the mother.
"Where's Blay", he asked.
Jane looked at him, and seemed to be trying to sort her words out in her mind. When she finally spoke, she sounded cautious. "He's with Giselle in the next room."
Frowning, he walked into the room that Doc had said Blay. When he got in there, he understood why Jane looked a bit worried.
Blay was sitting in a chair holding the young, and singing to her.
Funny, he didn't know Blay could sing.
Blay was enthralled as he crooned to the kid, he didn't even notice Quhinn was in the room. And Quhinn didn't say anything; he just sat and watched the male sing.
And it sounded good. His voice was rich and deep, sending goose bumps down his arms. However, it wasn't the singing that had Qhuinn concerned.
It was the tenderness showing so clearly on Blay's face as he held the young. It's been so long since Qhuinn have seen the guy smile like he was. Then Blay stopped singing and starting talking the baby, as though the sleeping young understood every word he said.
"Wait until you meet your Uncle Quhinn. You'll love him, almost as much as I do. He's so amazing, just like you." Blay chuckled after he said that, and Quhinn could see the tears that were falling down his face. His chest tighten into a fist, but he didn't do anything to give up his presence in the room. He just stood there, listening, as Blay talked to the young.
Damn, the guy still though that after everything that happen between them.
"He's a little rough around the edges, but he has such a beautiful soul. His heart has been abused for so long; he doesn't know how to trust. But he not hopeless. He just needs to learn how to love. Just like I'm going to teach you how to love." ,Blay cooed to the little girl, who tiny eyelids fluttered as she slept.
Stifling an urge to run to the male and kiss him, Quhinn stood, trembling, as he continued to listen.
"It's his eyes that I love the most. He hates them, but to me… they're home. No matter how awful or lost I feel, I look into those beautiful kaleidoscope eyes, and I'm grounded. And his gaze pulls me to the center of the universe. His gaze pulls me to him. ", Blay's voice cracked a bit, but he didn't stop talking, he just held Giselle closer to his chest.
"I don't care what he thinks or what anyone thinks. I know who I want. I know who completes me. And other than you, my angel, it's Quhinn. Whether he's ready to accept that or not."
Then Blay did the most shocking thing. He turned to where Quhinn was standing, and said, looking him straight in the eyes, " Cause when he feels the world is messed up, and falling all around his feet, he knows he can run headlong into my arms. I'll never judge him. I just want to love him."
Quhinn mouth was tore wide open, and he could feel his cheeks burning. But he didn't look away. He couldn't.
"You're going to come in and meet Giselle, or not", Blay asked softly, as if he didn't just drop a bomb the size of an elephant into the room.
"Umm…yeah, sure", Quhinn replied, his brain tangled, but thankfully, his feet still knew their job as he walked over to Blay and the young.
He knew I was standing here, and he said all of that. Why?
"Quhinn, this is Giselle. I'm going to adopt her."
Quhinn looked at Blay, then at the baby girl, whose tiny hands were balled into a fist that she laid, resting, on Blay's heart.
All sort of objections rose to his mind with Blay's declaration, but somehow, he knew it would be fruitless. There was a whole lot of non-negotiable on Blay's face.
When he couldn't think of anything to say, he replied lamely, "I didn't know you could sing"
He mentally cursed himself for being a moron, but Blay's smile melted him.
"Well, now you do. Now, come meet my girl. She doesn't like to be kept waiting", he said, lifting the sleeping babe into Quhinn's arms.
He tried to protest, but as soon as the child was in his arms, she nuzzled her little body into Quhinn's chest, and cooed contently.
He looked up at Blay, questionably, but Blay just smiled in encouragement.
Studying her features, Quhinn took in the small and exquisite face and her slight rosebud lips. He took note of her impossibly long and thick eyelashes, and in spite of himself, leaned down and planted a light kiss on her eyelids.
Quhinn had never been one for holding, and especially not kissing, babies, but he was definitely going about it like a pro now.
He rocked her back and forth as he walked slowly around the room with her. He even found himself talking to her, as well.
"Hi little one. You're such a pretty girl. Was that crazy male driving you nuts with his terrible singing", he told her, grinning over at Blay. He was strangely pleased to see pride in Blay's eyes as he watched the two of them.
And something shifted in Quhinn. As he stood there holding little Giselle and staring in Blay's eyes, he had a vision of an older Giselle, running wildly out on the estate. And an older Blay and Quhinn strolling in her wake, hand in hand. However it wasn't the vision's contents that had Quhinn shaking, it was the emotion in it. It was the overwhelming happiness that nailed him in the heart.
And suddenly, the empty fog ahead of his life cleared, showing him another path. A much brighter one. It showed him a chance at a life of completeness with a male he loved, and a daughter he would die for. A family who would be proud of him, and accept him, and all that he was.
And in the moments where fantasy and reality wavered in and out of his mind, Quhinn finally made a choice. He chose a life of love.
The pain wasn't necessary; neither was the self-loathing and misery. Not when he could finally have something real. And who knows… maybe it will be something he's good at.
Bracing himself, Quhinn begin his journey to his future, as he walked over to Blay. He wasn't sure what to say, but he knew he wasn't going to leave this room until he could finally, and rightfully, call Blay HIS!
He laid Giselle down gently in the small incubator, and then filled the distance between him and Blay.
For a moment, there were no words between them, only an erotic heat that filled the air.
When Quhinn finally spoke, he looked right in those blazing blue eyes he loved so much, and fell.
"You might not know this, but I can't walk into a room, without searching around for you, first. You're always in my mind, even when I'm trying to fool you into thinking otherwise. In my very dreams… I see you. I can feel you. And I know what I was too scared to admit. Until now. I don't want to waste my life hiding, anymore. And I don't want to cause you anymore pain then I have already. And you might need time to think it over, because I have been such an ass to you. When you were so brave in admitting who and what you wanted, I ran. So yeah, I still feel like I don't deserve you. But I can't find it in myself to step aside anymore. If you give me the chance, I'll make it up to you, Blay. I'll give my life, anything, to make it up to you. Cause for you…. I'll be anything. Just name it.", Quhinn finished roughly, tears falling down his face. His breathing was haggard, and his chest was tight with fear.
What if Blay don't….
Blay grabbed Quhinn by the neck, and bought their mouths together,
And it was magical. All the shattered and broken pieces flew together as Quhinn wrapped his arms around Blay.
This was how it was always meant to be between them. No pain. No tears. Just this love that was pouring from each other than.
As the kiss deepen, so did the intensity in the room. The both of them became frantic, as they held onto each other. Because both of them knew they could never let the other one go again. Quhinn just couldn't fathom it, and he knew Blay agreed.
Love…life…meaning… so this was what it meant to live.
