Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or Reign. Sorry i left y'all hanging. I had real life crap so... I hope this makes it a bit better!

Warning: Mad Catherine ahead ;)

As the guards beheld Catherine's swift approach and the threat of death in her eyes, they bowed promptly and opened the doors immediately revealing the council members and Henry. Entering the room, Catherine gave Henry a deadly look before she politely dismissed everyone.

"Wait outside," Henry commanded them as the Lords made haste to leave, feeling the tension that surrounded their Queen, obviously aimed towards their King. When the room had been cleared and the doors closed securely, Catherine remained still, letting her anger brew while she scanned the desk and the dotted map on the wall before her eyes pierced Henry through as she starred him down.

"Catherine," Henry said gently, trying to remain calm as he wondered why she was standing before him, angry as the wild deer he hunted on occasion, "What's happened? Are you feeling worse? It must be something of importance for you to interrupt affairs of state-?

"Do not take me for a fool, Henry." Catherine spoke coldly as she stepped closer to the table he stood behind, "You are aware of what troubles me. I never fathomed you would once again be the cause of such a deep betrayal, Husband!" Catherine hissed at him, straightening to her full height, like a lioness about to spring on its prey.

"What claim do you have against me, Catherine? What crime have I committed against you? What have I done?" Henry asked, truly worried. She was quite upset and it wasn't good for her or the baby. "Whatever it is, Catherine, you really should calm down. It isn't in yours or our child's interest to be so dramatic."

"You have done nothing!" Catherine's voice rising as she proceeded to devour and cut him to bits with her tongue lashing. "My flesh and blood, our son, is in danger and you are standing in here plotting strategies with your advisors on your goddamn maps! You have known since last night that Francis could be exposed to plague and you didn't even bother to tell your wife, his mother, about the situation he is in!?" Catherine yelled furiously as she marched towards him as if charging the enemy armies of England in some great cause, leaving only the table with papers scattered on it between them.

Trying his best to stay calm, Henry tried to explain to her the facts, "Catherine, I haven't a clue as to where Francis even is! Am I supposed to waste our resources and leave the castle unguarded? There are uprisings in the western sphere because of the plague. Once our armies are gathered, I have to leave at once and I won't leave you to be harmed." Henry said sincerely, "We don't want another occurrence like what happened with Count Vincent. Francis is a man, capable of protecting himself! Besides, he left knowing the danger!"

Getting angrier as Henry spoke, Catherine had curled her fingers into her palms to keep from throwing something at his head. This was their son they were talking about, the baby she had carried inside herself for nine months. How could he act so political?

"Fine, I will send my personal guards if you aren't willing to be a father!"Catherine said forcefully, as she stared him dead in his eyes, daring him to say anything as she stared him down.

Furiously, Henry forgot about his composure as he let a hot wave of fury wash over him at her words, and returned her aggressive stare, as his voice now started to also rise, "I am his father, yes, but I am also his king as yours, Catherine, and I forbid you to do so! I won't have you put yourself in harm's way!"

"You forbid me to help my own child!?" Catherine yelled before coldly laughing maniacally as she threw her hand dramatically towards the heavens before giving Henry a look of a woman possessed. "I wouldn't care if you were God himself! I won't allow Francis to be taken from me!" Catherine shouted as she stamped her foot hard against the floor and surveyed the items on the desk. Heaven help her, she would smack him with something if he said one more word.

"As God is my witness," Henry boomed, lost in his madness as he hit the desk with his fist causing it to shake, "I will lock you in your quarters if you disobey me!"

Before she could comprehend her movements fully and before he could react, Catherine grabbed the full inkwell from off the desk and threw it at Henry's head. It flew up and over his head, barely missing him as his face was drenched in the black liquid, and hit the map on the wall behind him. Henry coughed and sputtered for a moment as the thick ink flowed into his open mouth, until suddenly behind him, he heard a whoosh as the map came crashing down from the wall behind him falling on top of his head covering him from Catherine's sight.

"Now, oh great and mighty King," Catherine said mockingly as Henry struggled to keep himself upright and free himself of the paper atop him, "I will do what I feel is best as I am sure you will." Turning on her heel, Catherine glided as gracefully as ever as her skirts swirled around her legs, gluing a regal look on her face as she exited the room. Outside she was met with the huge eyes of the council members, for they had surely overheard everything.

"You may continue your meeting now, gentlemen. I have no more use of the King's time." The men bowed as they moved back to let their Queen through, unwilling to rile her further. As the men entered the room, one by one, their eyes beheld their King, drenched in ink from head to foot cursing the day he married Catherine de Medici.

Catherine immediately ordered two thirds of her personal guard to scour the countryside for Mary and Francis. Henry be damned, she wouldn't lose another child. Catherine then returned to her rooms. Locking the door behind her she laid down, needing to rest and feeling quite faint as the adrenaline that had coursed through her veins dissipated. She was unsure how Henry would respond to her disobedience, but she didn't care. She was saving her child's life. Exhausted, Catherine fell into a fitful sleep as she prayed the soldiers completed their mission and brought Francis home, healthy and safe. She was unsure of this business with the child and Lola, but if the child was actually his the matter must be dealt with as quietly as possible. With that last thought she fell into her deep sleep of exhaustion.

Oh boy, Catherine is so upset! Hmm, I wonder how Henry will react next after this chapter. ;)