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Chapter 10--Lover's Spat
The bedroom door was closed when Drizzt reached it. He steeled himself and pushed the door open. He allowed his dark vision to kick in and looked around. She was near the dresser. Suddenly he ducked as something came flying at him.
The water pitcher missed and hit the doorframe and shattered, showering him with bits of porcelain and water. The washbasin was next to be thrown, but Drizzt didn't manage to get completely out of its path. He winced as the basin grazed his forehead then shattered on the floor then a candle was lit. "Ouch! Iblith!" Drizzt hissed, squinting until his eyes adjusted. When they did he saw Catti-brie glaring at him.
"I'm not for needing yer protection, Drizzt Do'Urden! I'm as much a warrior as ye are and I'm not for bein' coddled!!" Catti-brie growled. "Ye think I'm not worthy to watch yer arse?"
"You're welcome to watch my arse anytime you want too, there's no one I'd rather have do so," Drizzt said. "Catti, I know you're a warrior, but you're also a mother to be. You know how dangerous yetis are and if one reared up to close for you to use your bow and we couldn't get to you it'd kill you."
"I'd have Cutter," Catti-brie said.
"You aren't very mobile now, you know that. Please love, I would die if I lost you or our child," Drizzt said softly.
Catti-brie opened her mouth then closed it. "Oh damn ye, damn ye for bein' right…. I'll stay, but I still don't like it and ye better return to me," she said fiercely. Concern filled her eyes suddenly. "Ye're head's bleeding!"
"Of course it is, you hit me with the wash basin," Drizzt grumbled. "If anyone needs protecting around here it's me."
"I'm sorry, we'd better go downstairs so I can tend it," Catti-brie said. She led the way down to the kitchen. "Sit down," she said and went to get water and a cloth.
"Are you all right?" Regis said.
"I will be," Drizzt said.
"So did you come to an agreement?" Regis asked.
"More or less," Drizzt said.
Catti-brie returned to Drizzt's side and began to clean the cut. "We'll be needing a new wash basin and pitcher though. I'll buy one later," she said.
Drizzt winced. "Just as long as you promise not to throw them at me again," he grumbled.
Regis laughed and Arian started laughing too.
Drizzt glared. "I don't see anything funny and stifle it, apprentice or you'll be running laps around that field until your eyes cross," he warned.
"I should go and tell Bruenor when the hunt begins, will we meet in the usual place?" Regis asked, still chuckling.
Drizzt nodded in agreement and Regis said his goodbyes to Catti-brie and left.
Arian excused himself and retreated upstairs, still laughing as well.
Late that evening Catti-brie laid close to her husband listening to him breath. She wondered why she felt this horrible foreboding.
Wulfgar arrived early the next morning along with Colson and Delly. "Morning Catti, Colson and I thought we'd come over and keep you company. I hope that's all right," Delly said.
"You're company is always welcome, Delly," Catti-brie said with a smile. She and Delly had become close friends.
Drizzt gathered his gear and he and Wulfgar were ready to leave. Wulfgar kissed Delly and Colson goodbye. Catti-brie kissed Drizzt fiercely, they were both panting for breath when she released him. "Remember what I said last night, make sure ye return to me or else," she warned.
"As you say, commander," Drizzt said. He and Wulfgar left.
"They'll be fine, Catti. They've hunted yetis many times," Delly said.
Catti-brie was still worried, but she managed to smile back at her. "It's the yetis we should worry about when they start hunting," she said. Both of them laughed, but Catti-brie couldn't banish her concern.
**Meanwhile**
Regis and Bruenor were waiting at the usual spot when they arrived. The red bearded, red haired Dwarf glared at them, gray eyes annoyed. "Bout time ye got here, were ye catchin' up on yer beauty sleep or something?" he grumbled.
"Sorry, my friend, shall we begin the hunt?" Drizzt said, eyes gleaming.
"Aye, same wager as usual, the one with the fewest kills buys the evening drinks in the tavern. Let's kill some yetis," Bruenor said and they headed out…..
Whew, I never realized how hard it could be to write this bunch. How am I doing? R/R please!!!!