Disclaimer: I own none of the original characters or settings but the ones I created are mine

Disclaimer: I own none of the original characters or settings but the ones I created are mine! Mine I tell you!!! Mwa ha ha ha.

Setting: Three months after the last Chapter.

Author's Notes: First I would like to extend my heartfelt condolences to the friends and family of the poor people who were killed in the horrible tragedy of last week. In times like this we must all pull together and stand tall, my tears and prayers are with you. This chapter is written in first person from Blade's perspective I seem to have a need to experiment.

The Blade and Angel Saga: Chapter 7

By Jcdracon

Copyright Jcdracon 2001

Standing here, watching the rain come down, I can almost forget sometimes that things are the way they are. That I'm not as alien to this city as this planet is to me. But I am and the fact remains that if even one of the people rushing back to their warm, dry homes took a good look at me, standing here on the curb they'd run screaming, no question.

It's a stupid thing to do, stand right out here in the open like this leaning against a building without even my helmet to hide behind. But hey, what the Hells, the one good thing you can say about this part of town is that people don't ask too many questions.

Throttle would pitch a fit… Wait. No. I don't want to think about him just now, maybe later but not now.

I had to get out. To think. I've been doing that a lot lately. Thinking. Gods only know today has given me enough to think about.

I better head inside, as well as these new drugs Robin's got me on are working, I still chill easily, and I don't just have myself to think of anymore. Not since Throttle went and changed things.

Damn it! I wasn't gonna think about him tonight. But then at this point I'm not even sure that's possible.

Oh, well. I know a place not too far from here. Guy who owns it can keep his mouth shut. For a price.

I was right, the guy can keep his mouth shut. A couple extra twenties and he's your best buddy for life. Or until someone else offers him more. Business as usual.

But that's just the way the universe works; birds fly, fish swim, slimeballs except bribes, and life as we know it continues.

In a way it's almost reassuring, it's good to know that some things are consistent, especially when your life just got turned upside down.

Amazing, how your whole life can change in just the half an hour it takes for Robin to run a few simple tests. When I went to see her this morning I was sure it was just a few side-affects from the drugs, the headaches, the nausea, the exhaustion, all of it. It never occurred to me that I might be… pregnant.

Pregnant. I've been wandering around in a state of shock ever since. How could this have happened!? We'd been so careful. Oh Gods, what am I going to tell Throttle.

Not that I don't think he would stand by me. No, that's the least of my worries, and the greatest. I mean lets face it, I'm no prize catch, I practically got him on the rebound, and no matter what he says or does part of me is always sort of wondering, what if one day he looks at me and decides he wants out. And now I know he wont, that he'll probably be with me forever if only out of duty.

Duty. I've started to hate that word.

And what in the Hells am I going to do with a kid? I am NOT mother material. Not like Angel who has enough kindness and patience for two of me.

She and Modo announced that they're tying the knot earlier this week. Can't say I'm surprised. In away I've been expecting it for months now. Its amazing what a matched set they are, I figured it was only a matter of time before they got hitched and started their own little gray furred brood. Now isn't THAT ironic.

I wish Gun were here, he'd know what to do.

Gods! I miss you bro. It's been the worst kinds of hell imaginable, not knowing where you are, if you're alive or dead. Sometimes I think it's the not knowing that's the worst. At least if I knew then I could get on with my life. No, not get on with it just cope with it.

In a way it's funny, Angel always looked up to me, saw me as this unbreakable pillar of strength. But I'm not; Gun was always my strength.

And now Throttle's my strength. I think Gun would have liked him, if he didn't kill him with his bare hands first.

At least now when I'm here alone I can admit it, I love him. I love him more than I ever dreamed it was possible to love another person. And it hurts 'cause I don't know if he feels the same way, if he'll ever feel the same way.

And now I'm going to have his baby, and in a way that makes it that much better, and that much worse. 'Cause now even if he leaves me I'll have a part of him with me, a baby who'll be as beautiful as him.

And he is beautiful though I'll never say that out loud, I cringe just thinking about what Vinnie and Modo would have to say about that little statement. But it doesn't change the fact that he is beautiful, and golden, and strong, and brave.

Good Gods! I sound like one of those romance novels Charley's always got her nose in.

My instincts kick in as I hear a sound at the door. Bolting of the bed and into a defensive position as the door made that distinctive clicking sound it only makes when unlocking.

Hells!!! Fucking Bloody Hells! What had I been thinking. Or rather how could I have gotten so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't heard this guy coming? Stupid! Stupid! STUPID!!!

I tense as the door swings open no matter what no one is hurting my baby.

But its not one of Limburger's goons, there's no henchman to drag me back to Karbuncle. No it's HIM.

Throttle. I shouldn't be surprised, aside from Vin he probably knows me better than anybody.

But I have no time to dwell on that as he starts to yell. Raging at me for doing something so stupid, so irresponsible. But there's something different about his voice, something I can't place. And then it hits me like the proverbial ton of bricks and I know what that tremor in his voice is. It's fear.

And then I notice something else. Throttle my beautiful golden warrior, who's seen countless battles without so much as flicker of emotion is crying.

And I stand and take his hand, leading him over to the bed where I tell him. And we cry, tears of joy this time.

And you know I was wrong, Throttle wasn't my strength. We're each other's strength.

I don't know what the future holds but we'll face it as we are now together.