Seven months. It had been seven months since Ash Landers was defeated, though it would have appeared that he wouldn't leave this world without leaving his mark... Sebastian emitted an ominous growl as he walked downstairs into the cellar, "That bastard had balls of steel to rape a Death God. The most powerful of the Death Gods at that."

The angel wasn't killed- just dispatched back to Heaven to heal from the wounds Sebastian had inflicted on him. Unfortunately, Undertaker wouldn't have that kind of luxury. Due to the fact he was born human, died, and was reborn as a Shinigami, he was susceptible to the same diseases and injuries as humans, unable to cure or heal them himself, and could die and never come back... Sebastian's growl grew deeper. Demons were often thought of as 'impure', 'diabolical', and 'emotionless' creatures. However, they were basically the police officers of Hell- meant to punish the souls of the wicked which included pedophiles, mass murderers, and those who abused their spouses, children, and pets and, though they enjoyed devouring the souls of those they had a contract with, they would often be deeply remorseful after the fact. He sighed sadly. Ever since he had met Ciel, Mey-Rin, Finny, Bardroy, Tanaka, and the others, he had grown quite attached to them- Undertaker especially. There was just SOMETHING attractive about the old man who'd forever be trapped in the body of a twenty-seven year old to him- whether it be his green and yellow eyes, long, silver locks, or those scars crisscrossing his lithe body. If he didn't hurry, however, it would be too late and his mate would be a bloody, lifeless mess...

"A- Adrian?," he decided to use his real name. "It's me. Sebastian Michaelis... The Earl and I stopped by in hopes of you having information about a new string of murders, but we could hear you were in pain and-"

He paused, "- I could smell blood... Lots of it. I don't mean to intrude, but I wanted to see how you were faring."

Silence, and then a loud moan, "Michaelis...?"

"Yeah. It's me, Adrain. I'm here," the demon said soothingly as he cautiously followed the trail of blood. Though Undertaker was in tremendous pain and had probably been crying for help for the past three or four hours, Sebastian knew he would not be afraid to fight if he had to. He dropped down on all fours to show he meant no harm, and crept his way to a dark figure haunched over in the corner of the small room, "Adrian?"

"P- please just get this THING out of me," Undertaker hissed. Though Sebastian couldn't see him, he could sense him shaking and felt heat radiating off of him. He groaned. Not only was his love interest in preterm labor, but was seriously ill as well...

"How long have you been like this?"

"I- it started two days ago, but I thought very little of it. Thinking it was just a false alarm..."

"Have you felt ill recently?"

"... Yes... I've been running a fairly high fever-"

"How high?"

"One hundred and... four...? I also haven't had much of an appetite, and wanted to sleep. Well... up until this started and progressed, anyway..."

Sebastian reached out to touch the Undertaker- moving his hand down until he reached the pelvis, and pressed down firmly. His expression became grim, "I think I've found the problem... Though the contractions have gotten stronger, there hasn't been any progression at all because the child is in breech position. You're coming home with us."

"Why don't you just leave me? After everything that happened on the Campania... Why?"

"Well what kind of a butler would I be if I left my love interest to die in childbirth with a child he didn't even ask for?"

"Y- you LOVE me?!"

Sebastian didn't respond at first and, instead, scooped him up in his arms and carried him bridal style back upstairs, "Of course I do. You're one of the most beautiful creatures I've ever met."

Undertaker's face heated up even more than it already was, though he didn't say anything in response to this compliment. He was far too weak to do so...

"If I may ask a favor, my lord, but he is in immediate need of medical attention... May we bring him back to the manor?"

"Of course. Considering how dire the situation is..."

Ciel climbed onto Sebastian's back, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and legs around his torso, and the demon took off at break neck speed with two men clinging onto him for dear life- one he was bound to by contract, and the other carrying 'their' child...