Chapter 7: His Child, Growing So Fast.

That night, as the snow began to hammer down unforgivably - covering the entirety of London in a thick blanket of white, Sebastian was plagued by the sharp edge of uneasiness that refused to leave him as he sensed the presence of the demoness lingering near the townhouse. Still, he held his girls close to him, Scarlet upon his chest in a peaceful slumber after a hearty feed and January pulled tightly to his side and waking every now and then, but mostly asleep. She was out there, and he knew; he smelt her foul odour from the second floor of the house and it filled his nostrils. He sneered in the direction of the window, seeing a shadow looming behind the curtains, and then disappearing back down again as quickly as it had appeared. Sebastian felt rage bubbling in his chest again; a fury at the utter cheek of this woman to even dare step foot near the place where his family and master rest. He nudged January, and slid the baby into her arms as she turned over, the look in his eyes telling her what she needed to know. The glowing magenta irises flickered and flared as Sebastian pulled the curtains back, glancing outside to try and pinpoint where she was hiding. His eyes locked on to a spot in the snow covered garden, and before January could stop him he was bolting out of the room, down the stairs and was at that same spot within a matter of seconds.

January pulled Scarlet into her chest, standing up from their bed and making her way to the window and looking out into the garden where a female stood, parallel to January's husband. She was a tall woman, blonde haired and had angular features. Her golden eyes were hard and unwavering as she stared down Sebastian from across the garden. Instinctively, January placed her palm gently onto the back of her baby's head.

"My, look at what your papa would do for you, starting a fight in this weather." She whispered to the baby, her eyes fixated on the two demons standing in the snow below her.

"What is it, wench? Did I not beat you hard enough?" Sebastian said clearly, his voice stern yet steady. The demoness scowled at him, and began striding towards him through the thickening snow.

"I am simply here for my revenge. If I can't have you, my dear, then nobody can." With that, Amaris leapt at him, sharpened nails slicing through the air at his face and missing as he dodged underneath her, swinging around to land a punch on the side of her jaw. She staggered, but recovered quickly and jabbed at him with a small dagger she had previously hidden under her skirt. She sliced and managed to tear open the shoulder of Sebastian's shirt, drawing a small line of blood from the skin underneath. He grunted, and grabbed her wrist and yanked it away from him; squeezing so hard he could have shattered the bone if he were dealing with a human. Amaris screeched and released the dagger, driving her knee upwards and into Sebastian's stomach but to no avail; he simply released her arm and landed another blow to the face, catching her in the nose this time. The demoness fell to her knees this time, clutching her face and wailing as the crimson blood spilled onto the blank canvas of snow. Then, before Sebastian could take advantage of her weakened position, a gun shot fired and Amaris' eyes widened as she looked down, and noticed the bullet wound in the middle of her chest. Sebastian looked upwards, to see Mey-Rin standing outside the patio doors, gun in hand, Ciel and Baldroy and Finnian at her side.

"Y-you shot me," Amaris muttered, as blood started to escape from the corner of her mouth; her hand now soaked in blood as it gripped onto the fabric around her bullet wound. Sebastian snarled at her, rushing forward and gripping her with both hands, bringing her close to his face.

"I warned you. You were to stay away from me, and my family and the people I protect," He hauled her away from him, and began to walk away before turning back once more, "If you dare to seek me out once more, I will make sure you do not survive my next defence." Amaris scowled at him as she limped away, her blood stained clothes dragging through the snow. Ciel glared at Sebastian from the patio, and as he approached he huffed.

"I apologise, my lord. We were under attack. As you can see, Mey-Rin stepped in at just the right time." Mey-Rin gave a curt nod in response, and she and Finnian and Baldroy hurried back inside as Ciel dismissed them.

"Try to keep it down next time, you woke my son." Ciel said gruffly, as a small wail could be heard from upstairs, followed by a number of gentle shushes from Elizabeth. Sebastian nodded and bowed, apologising for the inconvenience. Ciel looked out at the snow covered garden, and seemed to be lost in his thoughts for a second, before turning to Sebastian and announcing:

"I want french toast for breakfast tomorrow." And swiftly heading back into the townhouse, leaving Sebastian to stare at the spot where his master had just stood.

Sebastian prepared Ciel's french toast, as requested, and the next day went along normally; as Ciel had hoped for. He sat at his desk, shuffling through various letters and papers he needed to complete, and then his gaze landed upon the far left corner of the room where the wallpaper seemed to be peeling slightly. He raised an eyebrow, before getting up and heading over to inspect it.

'This house isn't old enough to be peeling,' He thought and frowned as it curled and bounced back into it's peeling state when he tried to smooth it back onto the wall. Ciel then turned, taking in the whole room, and decided then and there he would not stay here any longer than needed.

"Sebastian, we're leaving at 4 o'clock. Please inform the ladies and pack our things."

Sebastian turned away from the cabinet he was polishing, and looked at Ciel questioningly. A sudden request, but one that he could do.

"Today? Are you sure, my lord?" Sebastian asked, giving the cabinet one more wipe and admiring the shine. Ciel nodded, and turned before stopping, and glancing back at Sebastian once more.

"Actually, I will inform Elizabeth myself. I believe she is upset with me already for bringing her here, and we're not going to produce any more children if she remains upset with me, now are we?" He spoke with a hint of laughter in his voice, and headed off in the direction of the lounge where he could hear Arthur babbling to himself as Elizabeth and January discussed winter fashions. He knocked the door - he was a gentleman. after all - and opened it when he heard his wife call him in.

"Oh, Ciel, I wasn't expecting you. Do come in, we were just discussing what gloves we would like for Christmas!" Elizabeth said happily, bouncing Arthur on her lap. Ciel smiled at her, and took a seat opposite the two women. He glanced at January, who was cradling her sleeping baby in her arms.

"My, look at her, she is growing so fast." Ciel said quietly, a small smile on his lips as he noticed how dark the baby's hair was. She was a replica of her father, and there was no denying it. January smiled and nodded in agreement, brushing a raven curl out of Scarlet's face. Ciel turned his attention to his own child, who was gazing at him with big blue eyes. He grinned, leaning over to take the toddler into his own arms and sat him on his lap. Arthur smiled at his father, his chubby hands latching onto one of the buttons on Ciel's jacket.

"I believe Scarlet is due a feed, if you'll excuse me, my lord?" January spoke gently, and Ciel nodded to her as she left the room. Ciel turned to Elizabeth as he bounced the little boy on his knee.

"I thought you'd be happy to know that I've decided that we are to return home today," He spoke slowly and Lizzie's face lit up at his words almost instantly. She practically leapt forward, trapping both Ciel and their son in a hug.

"Yay! Oh, I am so thrilled! We will be home for Christmas!" Elizabeth squealed happily, and Ciel smiled as his wife started her light-hearted ramblings about her Christmas plans and gifts she had already bought and so on. He pulled her into him, and kissed her gently, silencing her immediately.

"Elizabeth, our son will be a year old shortly," She nodded in agreement, her lips slightly parted from the kiss and her cheeks flushed slightly, "I think it's unfair to keep him as an only child for much longer, don't you think?" Ciel said, a purr in his voice and a smirk on his lips. Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly before returning the smirk and leaning into whisper in his ear, "Well, we'd better get home as soon as possible then, hadn't we dear husband?"

A/N: Hi! Here's chapter 7, with good news for Elizabeth and a fight for Sebastian. Again, apologies for the delays; Christmas and birthdays are taking up so much time alongside constant studying. I want to write some oneshots to get me back in the groove of writing, so please leave any requests or ideas below. Thanks again for checking this out! Speak to you soon!