Continuation of the last oneshot, "Reflection"

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Her eyes narrowed at the screen. "You said earlier that it was just my medical career that you saw."

"Your friends are dancing around the idea of either retiring or quiting by handing in their resignations. They don't want to go on without your medical career, or your friendship. Bryon told me that any vision connected to what he sees can be seen. Although what everybody has seen here is only what you did in your medical career, anything else he has blocked so only you can see it when the time is right."

"I have a feeling you're going to tell me that is just a sliver of the civilization has to offer."

"You're right. There is much that you have not seen. In fact the Carnelians as they have been called, are just as important to me as your friends are to you. I would do anything to protect them, and like you I wouldn't give up on them either."

"Yeah." She whispered in understand as a young boy at least ten years of age entered the room with a frantic look on his expression. The screen went blank, the lights kicked in as if they were on an automatic generator.

"What is it Carmen?" The boy looked out of breath as he leaned forward, hands on his knees.

"Luna." He gasped, breathing hard. "She's starting her labor."

"Where is she at now, Carmen? Tyce mumbled, exchanging a momentary glance with Janet.

"Resting, at her home. Bryon is with her."

Janet raised her eyebrow when he hadn't moved from the spot that he had been standing in. "Doctor?"

He looked over at her slowly, looking quite stricken. "I haven't delivered a baby in who knows long. Probably not since my rotations in medical school, and even then Luna is like a sister to me."

"Understood. But what part makes a good doctor is doing anything for the ones you love." She squeezed his shoulder lightly in encouragement. "Think about what's best for Luna, her baby."

Nodding once, he ruffled the boy's hair. "I guess now is not the right time to ask when the last time you've delivered a baby?"

Janet shrugged indignantly. "It's definitely been awhile, but with a little luck we'll lead her through and before you know it, Luna and Bryon will be holding their baby in their arms."

He caught the "we" and smiled. Leading them out of the building they were led to a field of blooming flowers. "I had a really bad experience when I was in medical school. There was a lady who had been in labor. Everything was going good until suddenly the baby's heart rate just plummeted and the mother had been rushed in for an emergency c-section. There were problems stabilizing her blood pressure and so we had both mother and baby who were deteriorating right on the operating table. Turns out we could not save either, and since then I've had problems delivering any children; hence the slight panic attack I almost had back there." Gesturing back towards the building, they quickly walked through a path that led past a small village of houses. "Bryon and Luna live over there." He pointed in the distance at a smaller but cottage looking house beside another field of flowers.

"Jaya, they come!" A man standing by the house alerted as he spotted them and waved them over before enterig the house.

Both of them exchanged glances, "Jaya basically means 'thank the heavens'. Or 'thank our lucky stars'" He filled her in as they two entered the house, they entered a corridor filled with doors leading down the hallway with a small living room off to the side. She nodded as they made their way to the last door on the right. Somewhere between the young boy who had been accompanying them had returned home and they found themselves standing in front of an anxious Bryon who was holding his wife's hand.

Luna looked slightly paled, sweat perspiring on her forehead. Her green eyes gazed up at them when she heard them enter. "Tyce, you didn't tell me how beautiful she was." She cooed quietly with a rising smile. She was laying on the bed, her belly rising underneath the covers with each breath she took.

Tyce walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead after shaking hands with Bryon, who silently offered his gratitude of their coming. "Now don't go getting any ideas." He looked over at Janet who was standing next to him by the bedside. "I'm sure this lovely lady would like to get back to her own as soon as possible. Right?"

Her eyebrows raised. "If I had any idea what the two of you were talking about right now I would probably be a little less confused."

Bryon raised his head as after being particularly quiet in the conversation. "Luna has been bugging Tyce to take someone to what we call the Bryden Ball. It takes place every year at this time--well next week--and my wife makes it her duty to make sure he goes to at least one in his lifetime."

"Oh?" Janet shot an amused glance over in his direction, like she couldn't help him there.

"You love torturing me don't you Luna?"

"All the time." Luna smiled, and everybody in the room chuckled. She turned to Janet. "It's good to finally meet you."

"You too, thank you for your help."

"You're welcome but actually it wasn't a big deal. There were only a few things that needed a little sewing power. Other than that I've been itching for something to do to make the time pass. I've been anxious for the arrival of this little one."

Janet nodding in understanding as Tyce added. "Luna, Janet is a doctor as well."

"Doctor?" Her mouth twitched into another smile as she eyed Tyce with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She looked as if she was going to tease hm again, but quickly she decided against it and cleared her throat.

Tyce took that as a sign to continue and snapped on some gloves. "Let's see what we have going on here, shall we?" The room was silent as she was positioned for the examination and then checked for dilation. "It looks as if you're at four centimeters, which is a little more progress from the last time I checked you. So what I suggest is maybe walking around for awhile, see if you can get the labor moving a bit."

She began sitting up and both Bryon and Tyce helped steady Luna while she stood. Her golden hair was long and wavy, reaching to the middle of her back. Lovingly she rubbed her belly in a circling motion as she blew out a breath of air. "This is harder than it looks." She attempted with a light sense of humor at starting a conversation with Janet.

"Just remember that it's worth it in the end." Janet reminded her with reassurance.

"I'm sure it is. You have any children?"

"One--a daughter."

"Oh. How old is she?" Luna waddled beside her as Bryon and Tyce conversed in their own conversation on the other side of the room.

"Almost eighteen."

"Wow, so she's about ready to go off on her own then?"

Nodding in disbelief, Janet folded her arms against her chest. "And here I was thinking that it was just yesterday that I had her as a little girl."

Luna opened her mouth to say something back, but stopped at the quick knock on the bedroom door. "I'm sorry to interrupt." Came an voice of an elderly gentleman who entered the room. "But you are both needed back at the hospital." He motioned to both Bryon and Tyce with an anguished look. "We found one of the children playing in a posionous patch and now she is quite ill."

"We'll be right there." Tyce answered with a sigh and the eldery gentleman nodded, excusing himself quietly. "I hate to do this to you ladies but we are needed back at the hospital."

Janet rolled her eyes with a smile. "So we heard. Go, we're good."

"You sure?" Bryon inquired, not sure that he wanted to leave his wife's side.

Both women nodded their assurance, "Really Bryon we'll be just fine. I'm in good hands." Luna chuckled, almost pushing him out the door. After they left she shut the door, turning back she rolled her eyes. "Men." She muttered, to which both Janet and Luna had a good laugh at the two men who were making their way back to the hospital.