I don't own Hadrian and Sheshona; they belong to Disney. I do own Kane, Isabel, and her mother and sister. I also don't own Star Wars.
9: Precious arrival
"Kane …" Isabel muttered as her eyes fluttered open. She had been sleeping. It was not a great sleep, but they had hardly been that since her pregnancy started to show. She disliked not being able to sleep on her stomach or curl up next to Kane like she used to.
Kane groaned, a sign that he was aware of her talking to him. "No, Bella," he replied, thinking that she was requesting sex once again. He had stopped giving into the request when her stomach started bulging. It was then that he became so aware that their child was in there that the idea of putting himself inside of Isabel and possibly disturbing their child entered his mind. Even now, it caused him to shudder.
"It's not that …" she said, turning to hit him, so that he would get up. She clocked him good in the center of his chest with her knuckles.
"Ow! What? What is it?" he inquired while sitting up and turning to face her. His face then suddenly scrunched up. "Why's my legs wet?" he asked curiously.
"That's the thing. My water just broke."
Kane, still not completely coherent, sighed in relief. "For a second, I thought I actually peed in the bed—Your water broke? Holy shit, we've got to get you to the hospital!"
The young man practically flew out of bed without much purpose or direction thanks to how nervous he was. Isabel figured that when the moment came to go to the hospital, Kane would panic, so she had had them practice the situation over and over again the past couple of weeks. Kane seemed to have forgotten all of that because he was panicking and not doing anything that they had planned.
The short male was stumbling around the room, yet not grabbing anything. Isabel looked around and grabbed a cup that she used when she woke up thirsty in the middle of the night; it was thankfully empty. She chucked it at her husband, nailing him right in the shoulder.
"Ow!" Kane complained while turning his attention to the bed.
"Focus!" she ordered.
"Right, right, right!"
Kane ran his hand through his mess hair and at least started to focus on the task at hand. The only problem now was that he was moving at his usual pace. She quickly found something else to throw at him, hitting him right in the side of the head; she threw the lamp at him.
"Bella, what the hell?" Kane grumbled, touching the side of his head, noting that he was bleeding.
"I'm having a baby and you're moving at the speed of a slug to get me to the hospital! Move your fucking ass or you'll be sorry!" she barked.
Kane grumbled and started moving, just not fast enough. He was hit in the head with a couple of other items before he was moving at a satisfying speed for his mate. He hustled her down the car with her bag and then charged back into the house to get Hadrian. With that, they were off to the hospital. Isabel was taken from him while he waited for her mother and sister.
"You're going in, Kane?" Isabella asked as she and Victoria arrived at the hospital.
"Yup! I was just waiting for you guys, so someone would be able to watch the little prince," Kane informed the pair and then he handed Hadrian over to his grandmother.
"Gran'ma!" the toddler cheered while throwing his arms around her. Isabella was so close to smiling that her eyes actually shined.
"Why the hell is he always so happy to see you when I'm right here?" Victoria practically wailed since her nephew did not even seem to notice that she was there.
Kane did not stick around and went to join his wife as she gave birth to their baby. Isabella and Victoria watched him go. They then turned to each other.
"Was his eyebrow split open?" Victoria asked her mother, just to be sure.
"Yes, it was," Isabella answered calmly.
"Izzie is going to kill the little guy one day soon," the blonde thought aloud, knowing her sister was the one that injured Kane.
Isabella's tone and expression remained the same. "Probably."
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"Never again," Isabel silently vowed in her hospital bed. "Even though you are quite precious," she added in a low voice, speaking to her newborn daughter. She was close to grinning as she held her child. Pride seemed to radiate from her as her eyes never left her beautiful baby girl.
"Hey," Victoria greeted her sister as she, her mother, and Hadrian entered the room. The blonde looked around for a moment and spotted Kane sulking in the corner. "What's with him?" she asked curiously, jabbing her thumb in his direction. She would have expected him to be over at the bed, gushing over his child; the one that he was certain was his.
"He's just mad because I'm not letting him name the baby," Isabel explained in a dismissive tone.
"I wanna name my daughter!" Kane practically cried in the corner.
"You had a baby girl? Ohh! I have a niece!" Victoria squealed as she charged over to see the child. The ebony hair was already familiar, as were the green eyes and the surprising "what the hell are you looking at?" expression in those eyes. "Dear god, Izzie cloned herself …" she muttered with a shudder.
"Well, if Kane won't be naming the child, I take it that you have decided on a name, Izzie," Isabella commented.
Isabel nodded. She had already decided on the name that she wanted to give the child; she had decided it a long time ago. Besides, she felt like it was her turn to name her child since Kane had gotten his say on their son.
"I get to name the next one!" Kane declared, still pouting at the end of the room. He puffed out his chest, as if that would force his wife to let him name their next child.
"There won't be a next one," Isabel proclaimed with her typical confidence.
Kane rolled his eyes. Isabella glanced at him, chuckling a little to herself. She then went over to the hospital bed with Hadrian in her arms.
"Your baby sister," Isabella introduced the toddler to the baby.
"Mine!" Hadrian grinned; it would seem that Kane was rubbing off on him already. It was amazing to his grandmother and aunt that he actually looked like Kane when he grinned.
"He's very enthused to have a baby sister. So unlike his mother when she was in this situation," Isabella remarked blandly.
"What do you mean? Izzie didn't want me around?" Victoria inquired, frowning as she realized that was exactly what her mother meant. "How could my own big sister not want me around?"
"Didn't want you around? She begged me to leave you in the hospital," Isabella informed her younger daughter.
Isabel sighed, knowing her mother was looking to start trouble and she did quite the good job of it. Victoria started ranting about how Isabel mistreated her, getting Kane to join in to voice his misery. A nurse actually had to come in and flat out told them to shut up. Victoria gave the nurse the finger as she left.
"You're going to get us thrown out of the hospital," the elder sister said to the blonde.
Victoria shrugged. "It wouldn't be for the first time and it's not like I'd be the only one that's done it."
Isabel shrugged, unable to call her a liar on that one. They decided to settle down since getting kicked out of the hospital would not be the wisest move at the moment. They all marveled over the new baby, especially Hadrian.
"Mine!" the new brother grinned again while poking his baby sister with a chubby one-year-old finger.
"Well, it seems the little prince will be quite the big brother if his attitude is any indication of things," Kane proclaimed proudly with a smile.
"That's good. I don't want to have to deal with baby fights," Isabel commented. Toddler fights would be another matter, though, but she had time before the newborn was ready for that.
"So, what are we calling her?" Victoria asked, referring to the baby.
"Sheshona Isabella Go," Isabel answered.
"Go? No 'Han'?" Isabella inquired in a curious voice with an arched eyebrow. There was a displeased frown tugging harshly on her lips. Was it wrong to want her grandchildren to bear her family name? She had some hope with Hadrian, but when Isabel got married, she changed Hadrian's last name right along with her own. She suspected it was for Kane to help him feel more secure, but she did not care; she wanted her grandchildren to have her family name.
"I don't think she'll want to walk around with the last name 'Go-Han'," Isabel replied in a dry tone.
"Han-Go?" Victoria wondered aloud and then shook her head. She chuckled a bit. "Yeah, this isn't a good combination at all."
"It just says it on her birth certificate. She can walk around with whatever name she wants," Kane commented with a shrug.
"Besides, she'll know she's a Han, just like Hadrian will know," Isabel pointed out. There was no escaping that legacy, not that anyone ever seemed to want to.
Her statement could not be argued, so it was not argued. Soon, the family was back at home. Isabel and Kane were stunned to see that Hadrian was very much attached to little Sheshona, as well as being quite amazed by her. Being only a little over year old, Hadrian did not have quite the vocabulary to express how impressed he was with the baby, but they could see it in his sapphire blue eyes and how those eyes never left his sister.
"Mine," Hadrian said, pointing to his sister. He was in Kane's arms while Isabel was carrying Sheshona. They were going to the baby's room for the first time.
"Should I start getting disturbed by this attachment already?" Kane joked.
Isabel glared at him, getting his demented joke. "You're lucky you're holding him or I swear to all that is unholy I would be killing you right now for a joke like that."
Kane just grinned. They made it to the baby's room before Kane said something that even Hadrian could not protect him from. After all, Isabel was likely to remember that the toddler could stand on his own, order Kane to put him down, and then proceed to beat him to death with one hand while still holding their daughter.
The nursery was painted an eye-catching canary yellow and a warm pink; the yellow half on the top and the pink half on the bottom. There were also pictures of little animals on the wall. There was bookshelf, full of children's books on the back wall, and next to that, there was a rocking chair. The crib was located on the left wall; it was Hadrian's old crib. He slept in a little bed now with a guardrail.
Isabel gently put Sheshona down in the crib, which was lined with white covers and yellow pillows. The little girl made a noise, but nothing overly loud. She focused her green eyes on the three people looming over her now. Her parents noted that she did have a "what the hell is going on?" kind of stare going on.
"Play?" Hadrian asked, looking back and forth between his parents while pointing at the baby. He wanted to play with his sister.
"Not yet, buddy. She's not big enough to play," Kane answered while mussing Hadrian's ebony hair.
"No play?" Hadrian pouted. He leaned down to grab the bars of the crib. "Play!" he pled with his little sister.
"Later on, little prince. She'll be able to play soon," Isabel tried to assure him because he seemed quite upset that Sheshona was not getting up to play with him.
"Play now," Hadrian begged, speaking to the baby. Sheshona looked quite clueless, obviously not understanding her big brother.
"She'll play soon," Kane promised him and decided that it was time to get Hadrian out of the room before he tried to jump into the crib.
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"Soon" came a lot sooner than the young parents expected. Sheshona ended up walking earlier than they had anticipated; who the hell knew she would walk at nine months? It was not great walking, but it was enough to get her around and that was enough for her big brother. He was then capable of getting her into all sorts of things, which he did proudly.
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"Oh, my fucking god! How the fuck did you get there?" Kane shouted as he walked into the dining room to see Sheshona standing on the table. Hadrian was on the floor with his arms out.
"Okay, 'Shona, jump!" Hadrian urged her. The plan was that Sheshona would try to fly and if it did not work out, he would catch her. He had already tried and had fallen flat on his face, which was why he now knew to be ready to catch his baby sister in case she could not do it.
"'Kay!" Sheshona agreed with a grin; she was close to a year old now. She spoke a few words, but nothing really complex … although she had perfected the phrase "hell, no" already. Kane thought it might be genetic.
Kane knew that he would not be able to close the distance between the dining room entrance and the end of the table in time. He bit his lip to the point of bleeding when Sheshona belly-flopped off of the table. Kane closed one eye as his daughter flew like a lead balloon and landed with all the grace of a dead bird on her brother. They both made a gagging noise as they hit the floor. Thankfully, neither of them were big on crying, so he did not have to worry about that.
"Izzie is going to kill me when she comes home," Kane decided. He could already hear the lecture coming about how it was his fault that the kids did such insane things because he was always watching crazy movies with them or telling them crazy stories or showing them how to do crazy things. He had to concede some points, like maybe showing them to ride a tray down the stairs probably was not the best bit of fathering that he had done lately.
Hadrian and Sheshona were still laid out on the floor when their father approached. He sighed; to think, before Sheshona could walk, she was actually quite the good child. She did not make much noise unless she needed something, she did not throw things, and she sat still for the most part, especially if her brother was doing the same. Now, she was like the embodiment of madness … Hadrian's madness no less.
"So, what've we learned?" Kane asked the two without bothering to help them.
"Uh … can't fly?" Hadrian guessed while rubbing his now hurting head.
"Doy! Who are the only ones that can fly?" Kane inquired.
"Uh … birdies!" Sheshona replied with a grin, obviously knowing that was a right answer. Giving a correct answered helped her forget about the pain in her chest from landing on her brother.
"Birdies, yes. Who else?" Kane asked.
Sheshona thought on it, wanting another positive response from her father. Hadrian thought on it too. Who else flew?
"Superman!" Hadrian answered with a bright smile of his own.
"Yeah, he does too. Now, who doesn't fly?" the father asked.
"Hmm …" the siblings thought on it. The big brother answered it first. "Us!"
"Exactly!" Kane grinned. "So, let's stop trying," he suggested.
"But, you and Mommy say no quitting," the elder sibling replied.
"Dammit," Kane muttered. He and Isabel had been cursed with kids that actually listened … too bad they interpreted things in the wrong way.
"Dammit," Sheshona echoed. She grinned when her father's eyes went to her, taking pride in being able to repeat after him.
"I'll be sure to blame that on your mommy if you keep saying it. C'mon, you two, let's watch some cartoons until your mom comes in and makes us some lunch," Kane urged.
"Cartoons!" Hadrian cheered.
The boy was on his feet in a flash and then he helped his sister up. They followed their father into the huge living room. They climbed onto the black leather sofa while Kane went to put in a video for them. He then joined them on the couch and they watched one of the many cartoon movies in their collection.
The kids did not move as the sound of the door opened and closed, but Kane did at least turn his head. He had a brief debate internally on if he should get up and greet Isabel, but he had never done it before when she was out. Why start now?
"Not more cartoons," Isabel groaned as she entered the living room. It was like she was begging her family, even though that was not going to get her anyway.
"Of course," Kane answered with a grin.
"This is why they keep doing silly things. You have their minds pumped full of these awful cartoons," she scolded him.
Kane pouted because of the reprimand; he looked quite like the kicked puppy that he used to think he was. Isabel sighed and rolled her eyes. Their children did not pay them any mind, enthralled with the television.
Isabel decided to join the family gathering, sitting on Kane instead of the empty spaces on the couch. Kane did not complain and automatically wrapped his arms around her when she was secure in his lap. She rested her head against his. The kids still did not pay them any mind.
"So, what happened?" Kane asked curiously.
"Shh! Daddy, talking through good parts!" Hadrian complained while Sheshona glared at their father to show that she shared her brother's sentiments.
Kane gave them same courtesy that he would extent to their mother, pouting deeply from being so thoroughly reprimanded. The children nodded triumphantly to each other before turning their attention back to the television. Isabel smiled and leaned down some to whisper her answer in her husband's ear.
"I'll tell you later," she promised.
Kane nodded to show that he agreed and understood that response. Isabel remained as she was, but she did not pay attention to what was on the television. She often found herself on the outside when it came to shows with her family. The children had a love for cartoons, of course, but they liked comic-book hero cartoons. Isabel was never into comics, but was not very shocked the find out that her husband was.
"I'm married to such a nerd," Isabel teased him, having the nerve to whisper that in his ear as seductively as possible. She blew gently into his ear when she was done speaking.
Kane exhaled slowly, tightened his grip on his wife, and kept his attention on the television. The kids eventually worked their way to being draped on Kane, too. Apparently, he was the best seat in the house. If only there were more of him to go around.
"Kane, let me go, so I can order us some lunch," Isabel said after almost an hour of relaxing.
Kane did not argue, but Hadrian and Sheshona were ready to protest. They were leaning against her as well as on Kane. They grabbed onto her as she was about to get up and clutched her tightly with the hope that it would get her to stay.
"Mommy!" both children whined.
"Let me go, you two, or we won't be having lunch and I know you two can't last without eating all the way to dinner time," Isabel informed them.
They continued to whine, but she got up anyway. Kane repositioned them, so that they were resting completely on him. He hoped that that would soothe them and get them to stop complaining because he damn sure knew that he would not be able to make it to dinner without anything to eat.
"Mommy," the two called out again.
"Let Mommy order lunch. You guys know you're way too greedy to last long without any food," Kane reminded them.
The children pouted, but they did not put up an argument because they were well aware that their father had a point. They decided to reposition themselves on Kane instead if putting up a fuss. That did not last long because Isabel came back when she was done and she wanted her seat back.
The kids whined as Isabel edged them off of Kane, so that she could sit back on his lap. The small duo made faces at their mommy until she was settled down and they could go back to how they were sitting before she got up. They were all quiet as the movie continued to play.
The sound of the doorbell chiming disturbed them. Kane thought that Isabel would get up to answer it, but upon closer inspection, he saw that she was sleeping quite peacefully on him. He then turned his eyes toward the kids, who were grinning up at him. He knew just why he was getting that look.
"Fine, go get the door, munchkins," he told them.
Hadrian and Sheshona hopped up with, grins still intact. They leaped off of the couch as if they were jumping out of a high tree and charged over to the door; Sheshona fell quite a few times, but her big brother helped her up. They made it to the door and then hit a snag in the place; Sheshona could not reach the doorknob and Hadrian, who could reach, did not know how to unlock the door.
"Daddy, helps!" Hadrian called while his little sister tried jumping for the doorknob.
Kane chuckled and decided to come to the rescue, as he usually did not do; Isabel was the rescuer while he typically got the kids into trouble. He tried to ease Isabel off of him, but she did not seem to be in favor of that idea. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, refusing to be moved and remaining asleep. He chuckled.
"I guess you're coming with me then," he muttered to himself while Hadrian continued to call for "helps."
Kane laughed more when he came across the scene of Hadrian and Sheshona trying to open the door on their own. Hadrian got down on all fours and Sheshona was standing on his back, trying to balance herself on an uneven platform with already wobbly legs. It was not surprising when the younger child took a spill, banging her shoulder on the floor as she crashed.
Kane was about to rush over to his daughter when he saw tears gathering in her eyes, but Hadrian was there already. He helped Sheshona up and rubbed her shoulder for her. The actions kept the baby from crying, but the pain remained; only a magical kiss from Mommy could make the agony immediately vanish and Mommy was asleep right now, so that would not be coming.
Kane took his time and went to the door. He opened it and stepped to the side, so it seemed like the kids were the ones that answered the door. The deliveryman thought that the door opened by itself at first.
"Hi!" Hadrian brightly greeted the man while Sheshona waved.
The guy jumped back, surprised by the noise. He turned his attention down to the now giggling children. For a moment, he wondered what was going on, but then he noticed a finger poking Hadrian from behind the door. He guessed that some rich parent was indulging the children; he was not far off.
"Um … foods!" Hadrian declared, knowing that he was supposed to say something and that was why his father was prodding him. He just could not remember what his parents usually said when they answered the door when meals were delivered.
"Thank you, how much do I owe you," Kane whispered to the boy while trying his best not to burst into a laughing fit himself.
"Oh! Thanks you, how much?" Hadrian inquired, attention on the deliveryman again. Sheshona was looking back and forth between the door and her father. She had a finger to her mouth, as if she was pondering something.
"No moneys!" Sheshona suddenly shouted, realizing that she and her brother were supposed to pay the deliveryman. She turned her attention to her father. "No moneys," she repeated and she held out her hand, signaling that her father needed to give them cash.
Kane held up his hand, silently telling Sheshona to hold on. He was still trying his best not to laugh; he thought it was too cute the way that the kids pluralized almost everything. He was waiting for them to start saying "youse," so that he could refer to them as the two-foot mafia.
"Find out how much first," the auburn-haired male told his offspring.
Hadrian and Sheshona nodded to show that they understood. They turned their attention back to the deliveryman, who was being surprisingly patient with them. He could not help it; the kids were damn adorable.
"Okays. How much, sirs?" Hadrian asked again, pulling out the manners that his mother had been drilling into his head already.
"Fifteen dollars will cover it," the deliveryman informed them.
A hand appeared, holding a single twenty-dollar bill. The money was not handed to the deliveryman, but to Hadrian. The child inspected the money and showed it to his sister. She nodded, giving her consent apparently. Once they certain of the money, they turned to the deliveryman and held up the twenty dollars for him.
"Here's you goes," Hadrian informed him.
"Thank you very much, kind sir," the deliveryman said with a chuckle. He accepted the money, but then looked at the children. He was not sure if he should hand them the two bags of food that had been ordered. They did not look like they could handle it.
"Daddy, he's not givin' the foods," Hadrian told his father.
"It's cool to hand it to them. They can handle it. They don't wanna upset their Mommy, after all," Kane said, keeping his hiding place. Besides, it was not like he could carry the bags.
The deliveryman shrugged; it was their meal. He handed a bag each to the children. They happily bid him farewell and Kane kicked the door shut. The kids carried the food to the dining room, having to climb into the chairs to put the bags on the table. Kane watched carefully, ready to keep them from making a mess.
"Bella, wake up for food," Kane whispered into his wife's ear.
"I don't wanna …" Isabel mumbled, nuzzling into Kane's neck.
"You can sleep on me later. Get up for food," he gently urged her.
Isabel sucked her teeth, but opened her eyes. Lately, she fell asleep whenever she was not moving and happened to be resting against Kane. He thought that she might be working herself too hard since she was so glad to be able to get her schedule back together after the birth of Sheshona.
"Hadrian, Shona, no elbows on the table," Isabel gently barked at them as Kane put her down into a chair.
"But, can't reach!" Hadrian complained while his sister quickly eased her butt into the chair. She could not even see over the table.
Isabel got up from her chair and grabbed Sheshona. She sat the baby on her lap because Sheshona refused to sit in a highchair and would go so far as to tip it over if she was placed in it; to hell with injuring herself, apparently. Kane helped Hadrian out, getting a phonebook for him to sit on, so that he could reach.
Kane then took everything out of the bags, wondering what Isabel had ordered. It smelled like hamburgers, which put an eager grin on his face. Hadrian must have smelled the same because he started fidgeting and grinning too.
The father and son actually grinned wider when they saw Isabel had ordered hamburgers for them. The pair had hamburgers, fries, and a couple of pickles each. Isabel had a chicken salad, which she allowed Sheshona to pick in, even though the baby had her own little meal. Sheshona had two chicken fingers and applesauce, but she liked picking in her mother's food too.
Sheshona more than likely got the habit from those around her. Hadrian and Kane were eating each other's food more than their own; Hadrian going so far as to take a bite out of his father's burger anytime Kane put it low enough for the child to reach. But, father and children were not the only pickers in the family.
Isabel was not above picking at Kane's meals much of the time. Sheshona saw those habits and seemed to have adopted them as her own. So, while on her mother's lap, she grabbed for things on her mother's plate. She was very partial to tomatoes, which Isabel ordered extras of just for the child.
"Mommy," Sheshona said while pushing a piece of chicken that she had already bitten into her mother's mouth.
Isabel did not hesitate in eating the food. Sheshona smiled and fed her mother some more chicken. Isabel decided to take a page from Sheshona's book to make sure that the child ate her own food too. She took the spoon in the applesauce and put it to Sheshona's mouth. Sheshona ate that and went about her business of feeding her mother chicken.
After the meal, they all went back to what they were doing before. Watching cartoons in the kids' case, sleeping on Kane in Isabel's case, and being used as a piece of furniture in Kane's case. That lasted until the movie was over.
"Play!" the kids suddenly screamed while jumping off of the couch. They charged for the backdoor, wanting to go into the backyard it seemed.
Isabel woke up just in time to follow them and prevent them from trying to open the door on their own. They charged out as soon as the door was open. The backyard was wide, as to be expected with the size of the house. There were a few trees; one of which had a tire swing in it. There was playground equipment, which included three regular swings, a slide, and monkey bars.
A sandbox sat a little off from the other things; Hadrian and Sheshona really did not like it. Isabel suspected that had something to do with the fact that Kane told them sand worms lived in it and the worms would sneak up on them to eat their legs if they were not careful. She doubted it helped that he then tricked the kids into thinking that a worm had nipped them.
Kane followed the kids outside, getting tackled as soon as he hit the grass. He felt little fists pounding into his abdomen as soon as he fell to the ground. He pretended that it hurt, but quickly got back up.
"You dare take on the dark lord Kane!" the father hollered in a booming voice, doing an impersonation of a villain as best he could.
"No more Star Wars for him," Isabel muttered to herself. It was actually quite the punishment for her secretly nerdy husband.
Isabel watched Kane roughhouse with the kids until he wore them out. He was a good practice dummy for Hadrian, who she had already started teaching martial arts too. She was going to get her hands on Sheshona soon too since the girl could walk and obviously comprehend things now. Kane had already taken to showing the baby boxing moves.
Isabel was actually surprised a bit when she found out that her husband was a boxer. She always thought that he was a martial artist from the way that he moved, but he admitted to only "dabbling" in martial arts. He was fond of boxing, though.
"Here ya go, two totally worn out munchkins," Kane declared with a proud grin while giving the children over to Isabel.
"You really need to find another way to get them to take a nap before you end up losing your teeth," Isabel commented, referring to her husband's busted lip.
Kane only smiled. He did not mind the roughhousing and he knew that Isabel liked seeing their kids go at him, too. It was good for them to know that their kids were fearless, although they kind of knew that most kids were fearless. They just wanted to keep that sense there and they wanted the kids to always defend themselves rather than run away.
Isabel took the kids to their rooms and put them down in their beds. They knew that they had the rest of the afternoon to themselves. Isabel returned to Kane, finding him on the sofa again. She took her seat on him once more, sitting in his lap and wrapping her arms around him.
"So, what happened?" Kane asked curiously.
Isabel did not respond. She leaned in and initiated a deep kiss. Kane, never one to back down, returned the kiss with as much passion as he could muster. Isabel took his hand that was resting on her hip and placed it on her breast. She then ground her hips against him. After about a minute, she pulled away.
He had to catch his breath before doing anything else; something about that kiss felt familiar. It was not like her usual, heated, delicious kisses. There was something more to it and then he noticed the seductive, yet coy look in her eyes.
"You want sex, don't you?" he asked in almost quiet and shy voice.
"Yes, please," she answered with a smile.
"So, you are pregnant, huh?" he inquired. He suspected as much, which was why he pushed her to go to the doctor earlier in the day.
"Eight weeks. I blame you," she replied.
"Well, I'll take half the blame, but I'm never in this thing alone. In fact, for this to happen, I definitely have to be in you, meaning you have to let me in," he remarked with a cheeky grin.
"Shut up. You did this to me, end of story. Now, since you did this to me, you owe me."
"Is that how it works? Note to self: get Isabel pregnant more often …" he joked, earning a slap in the side of the head.
"No, stop getting Isabel pregnant. I just had Shona and now I'm pregnant again," she seemed to complain. It was hard to believe that she was complaining when she was smiling a bit.
"Well, look at it this way, this will be the easiest kid so far."
She whacked him again. She decided to shut him up and kiss him. He did not resist, of course. She practically ripped his clothes off, both out of physical desire and being pressed for time. The last thing she wanted was for one or both of the kids to come down stairs while she was doing indecent things to Kane on the couch. It did not help matters that Hadrian was not afraid to investigate if he heard strange noises.
Luckily, the kids made a lot of noise when they woke up, so Kane and Isabel knew when it was time for them to get off of the sofa and get dressed. That night, the parents informed the children about Isabel being pregnant. Sheshona looked confused, which they expected since she was not even a year old yet. Hadrian knew what it meant, though.
"Another sister?" the boy asked with hope in his eyes and voice while pointing to his mother's stomach.
"Maybe, but you might get a brother this time around. You never know," Kane told the child.
"Brother?" Hadrian echoed and then he nodded. Maybe a brother would not be so bad, but he secretly hoped for a sister. He already knew that having a sister was fun, after all. He was not too sure what a brother might bring to the table.
"Brother?" Sheshona echoed too. She cutely scratched the side of her head while sitting down on her mother's lap. She looked deep in thought. Kane laughed and rubbed the top of her head.
"I told you we'd have a tribe, Bella," Kane boasted with a grin.
"This is the last one," Isabel vowed. Kane only gave her a smirk that seemed to say, "we'll see."
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Next time: Jason comes back into the story. What could he bring to the young family?