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Chapter 31
Don't fall asleep. You have to stay in control. Don't fall asleep.
It's been fucking hours. Hours of hearing her screams, hours of smelling her blood and tears, hours of fear that I could lose control anytime now. I can't leave her but I'm spending too much energy fighting this. Everything is blurring together, from my losing the battle inside me or just because I'm so fucking tired I can't tell. By now, everyone in the village is giving me a wide birth so I know the markings on my face are probably there and my eyes may even be red. Shit, I mean, I know I've been rocking while clutching my sword so maybe everyone just knows to leave me the hell alone and can't say I disagree with their judgment at the moment.
It's just...fuck...it's taking too long.
Sango never took this long, even with the twins.
Somethings wrong. I know it is.
They'd tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't they?
Oh gods, I'm going to be sick.
I know its not normal for the man to be in there when the baby's born. It's not proper or some bullshit. The only reason I haven't busted in there is because I'm afraid that I'll transform. Otherwise, I'd say to hell with all that shit. I swear though, if the scent of death even so much as dares seep into her natural scent I'm raising hell. I just can't...
Oh gods, it's gotten quiet in there.
Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic.
Can't go in there ready to murder the hag.
Can't hear shit! Dammit.
Blood's pounding in my ears so hard I can't hear anything.
Oh gods...
Don't transform. Don't transform. Don't transform.
Okay, take a deep breath. See it's all good.
It doesn't smell like death...it smells like...like...
Us.