Lydia, her head wrapped in gauze with a thick strip of it running down the wound on her face, had decided the cliff that she had spent last night on with Betelgeuse was an appropriate place to wait for him. Surely he would look here.

She had to get away. Poopsie had a broken leg, and had to be subdued before Monster could return him to his normal size. Ginger was still being worked on, and Jacques had to be led away to be calmed down. Adam was still unconscious and Barbara would end up with a thick scar down her side. Juno had lost an eye.

The army had suffered, and the fatalities were still being counted.

Lydia sniffed, pulling her legs up to her chest and resting her forehead against them as she held back the waterworks.

But when a heavy arm slid around her shoulders and another hooked under her knees, pulling her into his lap, the floodgates burst.

Lydia wailed against Betel's chest, curling into him as his hand stroked from her head to her lower back. He pressed his lips first to the wound on her temple before he traced his way from her hairline to her chin, murmuring quiet, soothing words.

It was a long time before she could choke down much needed oxygen. "S-s-sorry…" She rasped.

Betel shook his head, tightening his grip on her. "S'alright Lyds." Lydia sniffled, leaning back to look up at him with such a pathetic expression the poltergeist couldn't help but chuckle. "C'mon Babes, don't worry so much. Everyone's gonna be fine-"

"I should've told you."

Betel blinked, before his lips twisted up in a pained grimace and he looked away from her. "Yeah…"

Lydia stared up at him, horrified. "Beej… Beej don't make me get rid of it…"

Betel's eyes widened in shock, and he turned his head so fast Lydia could hear it pop. "What? Why the hell would I do that?"

Lydia stared up at him, confused. "Juno wants to… and you said having a baby would be a misfortune."

Betel sighed, moving the arm that was under her knees to press his hand against her stomach. "I never shoulda said that. Shoulda realized somethin' was up." He frowned, tilting his head to the side as he moved his hand. "But… I never thought…"

Lydia placed her hand over his, dropping her cheek back to his shoulder. "It's not possible. For a normal breather I guess. When I had my vision of Marie, she told me… told me that I was only able to carry the baby because of Tobias' power or something… Juno said our powers mixed, and that's what the baby is."

Betel smacked his palm against his forehead, groaning. "Now I get that pure ore thing! Agh!" Betel snarled as he lowered his hand back to her stomach. "Sick fucker…"

"So… So you… want the baby?"

Betel grimaced, rubbing his hand in slow circles against her stomach. "I… It's a lot ta take in Lyds… I mean… this thing might ki-… hurt ya. It could be a real monster…"

Lydia's hand latched around his wrist, and his eyes flashed to hers as she glared up at him. "I want this baby Beej." Her face softened, and she let go of his wrist to cup his cheek. "I want your baby."

Betel flashed her that cocky leer she had grown to love, and turned his head to kiss her palm. "Fuck that's weird, ya know? Our baby… whacky. Hey why can't I feel it yet?"

Lydia's smile was practically glowing as she put her hand over his again. "I'm not that far in Beej. It takes two or three months I think."

Betel grimaced. "That blows. I gotta wait that long?"

Lydia giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a quick kiss. "Hey so do I. And I'm the one that has to carry the thing around for eight more months."

Betel blinked. "Eight?"

"Well… eight months, two days." She leaned up to kiss the end of his nose, smiling. "I'll be exactly four weeks gone this Friday."

"Hey…" Betel frowned, scratching his chin. "On the cliff ya said 'her'. How ya know what it is yet?"

Lydia shrugged. "Oh… um. Those subconscious shielding spells I wrote are crap I guess." Lydia told him. "I don't know, I've been having… visions of a little girl that looks like you…"

Betel frowned, and suddenly his hand slid beneath her shirt, pressing against her bare skin in an attempt to feel the baby.

"I'm telling you Beej, you won't feel her."

Betel chuckled, shaking his head. "Fucking wild Babes…"

"Yeah… so…" Lydia snuggled closer, biting her lip as she stared out across the camp. "What are we going to do? I'm only going to get more and more pregnant, and seven… wait no… six-"

"Five."

"Huh?"

Betel blinked, leaning back slightly as he looked down at her. "Oh… ya didn't know? That's why Ginger is still all fucked up. I asked her ta fight Anansi, 'cause she's pretty much exactly like him." Betel shrugged. "The ones that take a insect form sometimes have like a hive-mind thing goin'. I thought if Ginger took him on, she could figure out alla his moves, and use her power ta take him down. Anyway, he got a few good bites in on her, but he's dead dead, and she ain't."

"Oh…"

"You were sayin'?"

Lydia blinked, shifting in his lap again. "Oh, I was asking what we're going to do about… them. I mean… Fuck Beej… we barely survived this and they only ran off because you and Nick were… sort of working together and kicked both Ahriman's and Eris' asses… And I'm, pregnant! I'm going to be having a baby that has never before even been considered."

Betel sighed, lifting his hand to cup her chin. He forced her to look up at him before he lowered his lips to hers. "Babes… whatever happens… you and me… and this baby-" His hand dropped from her chin to her stomach. "We're gonna get through it, like we always seem ta do. Ya trust me?"

Lydia's anxiety melted a little. "I do. Oh… yeah… That reminds me." She finished with a teasing smile.

"What?"

Lydia smile grew as she lifted her left hand and wiggled her ring finger. "This baby shouldn't be born a bastard."


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