Chapter 35
Schuldig looked down at his stomach, which was getting quite huge. He wanted to go and harass Aya some more, but he couldn't get out of bed. Apparently the doctors had really messed up when they'd given him his last shot, which was supposed to slow down the aging process. Now he was ballooned out in just a day!
"I want to touch it!" Farfarello hissed, staring at him.
"Go fuck yourself! You're not getting anywhere near it!" Schuldig growled, eyeing the dagger that Farfarello held in his hand.
"Killing your baby doesn't hurt God. Because your evil. Let me touch it!" Farfarello snarled, inching toward him.
"Brad! Get him the fuck away from me!" Schuldig shouted. When the child had suddenly grown quickly Schuldig had found it getting increasingly hard to use his telepathy. He could barely use it at all now.
He glared at Farfarello and pushed as hard as he could with his mind, pushed the words 'get out of here!' at Farfarello. He paused when the child shifted uncomfortably inside of him.
"You just did something incredibly stupid, Schuldig," Crawford said as he knelt down beside him.
"Hurts," Schuldig winced at the pain that shot through his body.
"I would imagine so, being that our child is trying to come out." Crawford shook his head at him.
"Why the hell does it want out now?" Schuldig growled, raising an eyebrow as the doorbell rang.
"Because you told it to 'get out of here' so it thinks its time to be born. You really should've thought that command through a bit, after all, you knew about the psychic link between you and the child. You had it imprinted to match the one Abyssinian had with his girls."
"That shit didn't happen when Aya thought stupid ass things!" Schuldig pouted.
"That's because Abyssinian couldn't give mental pushes, so he wasn't pushing words at the bond, you stupid bastard. Now lay back. The doctor is here."
Schuldig was damned glad that Crawford could see the future and call the doctor ahead of time.
"I can get the baby out!" Farfarello announced, coming toward him. He was quickly intercepted by Nagi, who froze him on the spot.
"The doctor can do this just fine, Farfarello," Nagi said in his usual deadpan.
"But I want to help! I can help!" Farfarello yelled, struggling against Nagi's power. There was no point in reminding him that struggling was only going to hurt, being that he lived on pain.
"Give me something for the pain you, fucking dick!" Schuldig snapped at the doctor as the man neared him with a scalpel.
"He hasn't been given anything?" The doctor looked at Crawford, who shook his head.
"Might as well let Farfarello get it out, you stupid bastard! Now give me something!" Schuldig pushed at the man's mind, trying to get the doctor to hurry up as he lay a hand on his forehead. He should've expected another psychic.
He sighed with relief as the pain dissipated. If he didn't think Farfarello would carve his name into him while he was at it, he would let him get the kid out. I mean he'd do it faster than the doc, and then he'd stop screaming and thrashing.
It was hard to stay calm while Farfarello was making such a racket. He watched the doctor near his stomach with the scalpel, waiting for the pain. It didn't come. The doctor's power was strong enough that he didn't feel anything but the pressure.
It was strange, to watch himself cut open and not feel a thing. Inch by painfully slow inch the doctor sliced, making room to fit his hands inside and grab the child. It was the oddest feeling, the connection he felt to the child. He could feel its confusion as the doctor's invasive hand reached inside and grabbed onto it, and he could feel its fear, so he gave it another mental push. You're okay, little one, you're with me still. He could feel the baby calm down at his words.
He wanted to hold the baby, but Crawford ran off to clean the screaming child up while the doctor started on his stitches.
"How do you feel, Schuldig?" Nagi asked, looking him over.
"Like I want to hold my baby," he wished he could bathe her himself, but he wasn't going to be able to move around any time soon.
"I want to hold the baby!" Farfarello growled at him. Schuldig wondered what Farfarello was up to. Why did he want to hold the baby so badly?
"Why do you want to hold her so badly," he supposed there was no better way to find out than to ask.
Farfarello paused, mulling that one over. He didn't strike Schuldig as the type to want to coddle a little life.
It seemed to take forever for Crawford to return with the baby. Schuldig smiled and touched her pink cheek as Crawford knelt down beside him.
"What do you want to name her?" Crawford asked.
"Leiko," it felt right. He touched the tiny amount of orange hair that was like peach fuzz on her head.
"She's very beautiful," Nagi said with a warm look on his face.
"I want to see!" Farfarello screamed.
Schuldig nodded at Crawford. They could let Farfarello see Leiko, they just couldn't let him be alone with her, or even be across the room with her.
Author's notes:Thanks JollyBigSis and ShonenAiSorcerer for your reviews. :)