Alrightoz! Thank you to all who have reviewed so far, I really appreciate
it. Considering this is actually my first ITFOTN fic ever posted, it really
is touching to know people enjoy this. To come and think of it, I was
listening to the T.A.T.U song if I remember correctly when I had the first
words come to mind. 'Get up.' Anyway, this is Nada's POV. Enjoy and
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I hate this place. This city. I despise it more than I do Jager himself. I am allowed to roam freely in this place they call New Mayhem. There is no one that can share the pain that I feel day to day.
The only relatively safe place I have is a house owned by a witch named Madrina Macht. She is like the grandmother I never had. I have been here two months and the time I spend with her is life ambrosia to my weakening soul.
I am four months into my pregnancy and I can now see the growing of my stomach. Madrina and her vampire aquantices are delighted. Those are the few vampires that I can enjoy talking with. One used to be an Arun witch, she tells me. Another used to fight what he was and ended up killing Ash Night's mother in order to save the Arun vampire. Then there is Aubrey's younger brother, Maverick. Rabe, Kairbre, and Maverick. Those are my undead friends. And I admit I am growing attached to them.
I began walking "home" one day when it began downpouring. I am not sure why I have not tried running away out of New Mayhem. I remember Eric telling me once that vampires know their slaves auras and so it would be easy to track the slave down if it decided to run away. Maybe that is what keeps me here. Maybe it is my slowly growing friendships with the species which caused this all to happen. I do not know.
Not wanting to get my child nor me sick, I look around for the closest public area around. I would not like to be caught in a private home. When I saw the only public place, I cursed and made my way toward it, the rain already causing me to shiver violently. It is already mid November.
Cautiously, I pushed open the doors to Las Noches. The music and the lights no longer bother me, as they did the day Jager dragged me in here. I had nearly passed out.
Finding the closest table, I sat down and tried to ring out my hair. My stomach made it slightly difficult to get close to the table. But no one seemed bothered anymore. Except for two vampires, or vampiresses I should say.
I had been told by my vampire friends that those two were not to be reckoned with. Rabe had admitted to getting her arm handed to her several times, but was rescued by her love, Maverick. Fala had almost killed Ash Night, known around here as Jessica, but Aubrey had given her his blood. And Moira had beaten Rabe up as well. I heard they also had a thing for not liking pregnant humans taken in by vampires. Kairbre told me that Jessica's mother had been pregnant as a vampire, and she had been turned back into a human with the help of the late Monica Smoke. That was where Fala's deep hate for Jessica had begun to blossom.
Smoke. I looked around and saw my guardian Loreena Smoke speaking with the blood bonded bartender known as Kaei. She was also bound to Jager, but by blood and not by ownership. She had set the town of Mayhem on fire a good few hundred years ago and was bound to Jager as punishment from Silver. I have not met this Silver and hope I never do. In times where I was found crying myself to sleep in the lavish room Jager had given me, I wished that Kaei had succeded in destroying this place for eternity.
"Did you hear about the shifter?" I decided to eavesdrop on a conversation between two vampires at the table next to me. Vampire around here have learned not to bother trying to injure me or speak with me in public. Jager had killed a vampire who tried to do so a few moments after I stepped into this place for the first time.
"Yeah, she took care of the vamp that tried to feed off of her no longer than ten minutes after she stepped into here." Good for her, I thought sadly to myself as I leaned back in my chair.
"She took care of him in human form too, better not mess with her while she is here." Just thinking about shifters brought my mind to Lucia, who, whether she knew it or not, was the godmother of my child. And everytime I thought about Lucia, I thought about my husband. How I missed him so. How I just wanted to feel his skin next to mine, his lips caressing my skin. Tears form in my eyes just thinking of him. He had become a vampire, right in front of me. Jager had almost killed him and left Jaguar no choice but to change him. I wonder what will happen when my child is born. I wonder what my love is doing now. I wonder what my shifter friend is doing now. Is she romping with Jaguar in the garden? I do not know.
I hate Jager. I cannot express that enough. He had thrown me into darkness, killed Nada, turned her into a monster, killed Blaze infront of my eyes, all but killed my husband, and then thrusted me into this city they call New Mayhem. I do not even know how old I am anymore. 17 maybe? I look about just the same age as any vampire here, but that is only by looks. Not their eyes or their minds. Black covers the humanity in the eyes of the damned and their minds hold no pity for a young pregnant human.
"Oh here comes that shifter," one of the vampires close to me whispered before cautiously and casually moving away from me. All the other vampires moved a bit, but I did not move. Why would a shifter want to kill me? I was just human. I was nothing. How ironic. My name meant everything here. I was an Untouchable here. I could not be touched without the tingling fear of death.
"Are you Nada Tanata?" That voice. It echoed in my ears just like it had so many times before. I was still shivering and soaked, luckily. Otherwise others might have been able to see my tears.
"That I am," I replied strongly, wiping my face as if something had gotten into my eye. I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder and I turned to see bronze flesh. I almost broke down right then. But I could not.
"My very life is at risk, seeing you. But I could not go much longer without bringing my best friend news of Midnight and her husband." I gripped her hand and spun to face her. Although her head was cloaked by a deep crimson hood and her body covered by a cloak, I knew it was Lucia. She knew me and I knew that voice. I heard it in my dreams.
"Let's go elsewhere to talk," I whispered as though I told her to be quiet because a teacher was keeping an eye on me. I suppose it was like that in a way. The other vampires would begin to wonder what a killer shifter would want to talk to a pregnant 17 year old human about.
Together we made our way outside and into the hotel room Lucia had been using for the past few hours. As we sat down on the bed, she handed me a towel. "Your freezing and soaked," she informed me as if I had no idea. Then, when she was my face, she smiled. "Sorry." I knew that was an apology for many things. Like not being there when I was taken, for not coming sooner, and for the news she was about to give me.
"It's ok Lucia," I replied, drying myself off. As I did so, Lucia caught eye of my slightly larger stomach and arched a brow. "What's wrong?" Bad things came to my mind instantly. Did she think my child was dead?
"Your stomach just looks a little big." I had to laugh, but it came out harsher than I had expected. Both of us winced.
"Isn't is supposed to look like this at 4 months?" Knowing she wouldn't know the answer, I asked her that. I did not think she ever saw a pregnant human before. I have no idea. I haven't been with her for very long.
"I guess so," she answered, a teasing smile playing across her lips. "So, I believe we should make this meeting short." When I frowned, she added, "I doubt Jager will think twice before killing a shifter on his ground." She was right, and I nodded.
"Right." I swallowed and ran my fingers through my damp hair. It had grown and I had let it do so. Now it reached my ears. "What's news of Midnight?"
I was probably the most confused human on the planet. Here I was, 15 years old and being plucked out of my life, then thrown into a place filled with creatures I never knew existed. After four months of that I was thrown into a basement and all but tortured for a year. Then I got pregnant and married, my husband was now a vampire, and I now live in New Mayhem. I do not know where I belong. It seems forever that I have been a normal teenager. I had loathed Midnight, but now I am yearning to return back to the place I now call home. This place . . .I feel for it like I had felt about Midnight. Was I going to be reluctant to return to my husband and stay here with the vampires of Mayhem?
"Eric and Jaguar now loath each other." That seemed pretty hard for Lucia to say. Those two had been like father and son, and because of what Jaguar did to Eric, they hate one another. And Lucia loved Jaguar like a father and Eric like a brother. It must have been hard to try to be on both of their good sides. "Turquoise has moved into town with Nathaniel." I arched a brow. That was the last thing I had expected. When she saw my reaction, she looked away. "Turquoise and Ravyn took Jeshickah down last month." I almost jumped out of my seat in delight. Finally, the bitch who kicked my ass had gotten what she had deserved.
"But that doesn't explain why Turquoise is with Nathaniel." I had never met this Nathaniel, but I knew him to be one of Jeshickah's fledglings and a dear friend to Turquoise and Eric.
"Yes it does." She had my attention and I leaned forward as far as I could. "Turquoise lost too much blood to survive."
"As a human," I added, almost too shocked to say anything. Turquoise was a vampire now. That was a slug to the gut. "Who gave her blood?"
"Nathaniel," Lucia snapped, obviously wishing to change subjects. I grimaced. I wished I could say something to Lucia in attempt to make her feel better about losing another friend to the shadows. Turquoise has fallen into shadow. (A/N: For those who have seen LOTR, I stole that shadow thing from it. Neveada and I suspect they said 'fallen into shadows' about a million times during the movies. Anyway, had to add it. Just saw Twin Towers a few hours ago. Now let's continue.)
"What about Ravyn?" That didn't seem to be a good thing either but it pulled away from Turquoise, the first human I had seen when I had been brought into Midnight. She was like a mother to me. My mother. I fought back tears. I knew she was dead for good now. All I could hope was that Flare took care of Terry as well. I just wish I could have taken care of my step father by myself.
"Gabriel's fledgling now." That made me cease breathing for a brief moment. Two of the best human vampire hunters in the area had taken down the Vampiress of Midnight. They had destroyed a vampire but ended up creating two more whether they knew it or not. Seems as if the vampire population in Midnight had taken a dramatic increase since I left.
"And Eric?" That was the hardest for me to ask, but it seemed to be easier for my shifter friend. She finally looked at me and smiled. She actually looked like the smile was real and not a pasted on one. Putting her hand on my shoulder, she looked into my eyes.
"He is stronger than Jaguar." Was that supposed to be good? I suppose so because she looked happy. "And he has a plan to bring you and your child back home." There seemed to be something behind that fact of happiness. I was almost in tears of happiness, glad that he had not forgotten me. But Lucia was holding something back from me.
"And?" I coaxed. Lucia seemed to be reluctant to actually answer me. I looked her straight in the eye. "Lucia, you need to tell me. This is supposed to be a short visit and you are with-holding information that you should not be holding from me.
She sighed and held my gaze. "Adrian is working with Eric on the plan." If the fact that Turquoise was a vampire slugged me in the gut, then this felt like a stake through the heart. What was Eric thinking? I was rather confused on why he would work with Adrian. I no longer hated Adrian as much as I had a year ago. He was simply just annoying now. All my hate was reserved for Jager.
"I see," I whispered. "I cannot understand Eric's logic in that, but I am not a vampire, nor a male. So I suppose it is a good idea, vampire logic." That seemed to sting both of us.
"What is your news? What should I tell Eric?" I pulled away from Lucia's grip and stood up. Over these few minutes I had seemed to dry off a bit, but I needed to brave the storm once more. As long as I was back at Jager's by midnight, I was fine. Glancing at the clock, it was ten of eleven. Plenty of time and yet I felt as if my time has run out. And I was hungry. Seemed as if I was always hungry these days. I was eating for two now, as those cheesy movies always said. (A/N: Anyone ever see that butter commercial when that woman tells her husband she is pregnant? He says that in that commercial as well. That was the stupidest . . Anyway, let's continue)
"Tell him that I am fine and so is our child. Tell Eric that I love him and think about him everday. Then ask him what was going through his head when he decided to work with Adrian, and that I await my white knight to rescue me from the tower." Lucia seemed embarrased to be hearing this, when she knew I wanted to say more but more personal things to him. Like 'I miss you in bed,' or 'I miss your touch, your voice, everything about you makes me yearn in desire.' Or something along those lines.
"Will do Nada." Lucia came to me and embraced me, or attempted to. My stomach got in our way. We laughed and she kissed my forehead. "May the Goddess keep you safe." And with that, I turned and left the room.
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I was back at Jager's house about half an hour early. Luckily he was not at the house. I suspected he would not be back for another hour or so. He is never here earlier than midnight. I thought about going to Las Noches to visit Kairbre, but he was at a bash no doubt. And Rabe was probably out with Maverick somewhere on this earth. They enjoyed dining exotically.
I opened my door and found myself looking straight at Madrina and Loreena. I hesitated for a minute or so as I saw both of them looking at me. How could they look so young and so wise? I knew Madrina was quite old, but she looked no older than 30 in the dimmed lighting. "Nada, please come in," Loreena invited me.
"Why would you need to invite me into my own room?" I snapped. She was used to my irritability. It seemed to rise when I was here.
"We need to talk to you about your child." Oh no. My heart sank as I obediently entered the room. I then sat in a chair that sat across from the bed in which the two witches were sitting on.
"What about it?" I asked shakily.
"It's something you might or might not be happy to hear, depending on your perspective." I was almost in tears. This baby was the last I had of Eric. No matter how long Eric and I were together, we could never have children together. And if these two tried to tell me that I had lost my child, that the baby I carried no longer breathed, I would die.
"Go on with it Madrina," I whispered. She seemed to be the happier of the two. Maybe that was because she had never been in Midnight before. Maybe it was because she did not want me to carry a vampire's child. But I had no idea and so I kept silent.
"It has come to our attention that your stomach is rather large for the time of pregnancy you are in." That was odd, Lucia commented on that too.
"It would be considered large if you were carrying one child." I locked eyes with Loreena and I felt myself pale, my heart quicken pace, and my breath get faster. Were they saying that . .
"What are you getting at?" I asked softer than a whisper. I knew I could not stand up, my legs were in the jelly-like state they had been in when I had walked into the breakfast of the vampires the day I met Jager.
"It seems as if you are carrying two children," Madrina told me with a wide smile on her face. I felt hot tears stream down my face. I knew I was smiling too, but I was too happy to even consider that.
"Eric doesn't know," Loreena added. "He will be thrilled to see two children instead of one when he comes to take you back from here." This was a shocker. Even hard as a rock Loreena Smoke seemed to soften to herself into the witch I met two months ago in the basement of Midnight.
"I wish Eric could know right now," I stammered, leaning back in my chair. No words could describe the happiness and excitement I felt at that moment. It felt as if I had just been told that Eric was now back to being human, and he and I moved far away from these cities and lived a normal life with our child.
"Wish he could know what?" All three of us turned to see Jager standing in my doorframe. He had not changed over the months, but he had softened on me. Turns out that Jager can be rather possesive over certain things, me included. He thinks he loves me, but I know it not to be true.
"Nothing," Madrina replied calmly. She could not be touched, and Jager knew it. If Madrina would be taken down, all witches would never sleep until her killer was dead. That was why she lived to be so old. She was all but immortal.
And because of this, Jager let her leave after she kissed my forehead and blessed me. He never even laid a finger on her. Loreena stood up a moment or two later. "I will be going to bed now Jager," she informed him before leaving as well. She was also rather protected. She was paid by Midnight and Jager to keep me from harm. My protection was payed by Jager and my children's protection was paid by Midnight. Jaguar to be more exact.
"Me too," I muttered as I stood up and made my way to my door. "Please take a step back before I slam my door on your face." My words were teases but laced with threat. He knew I would not miss a chance to do so and so he took a step back.
"Good night," he whispered before turning and going to his room. As I closed my door, I prayed to Spirit that my children would be kept safe long enough to see their father.
At that, I changed and layed in my bed. I dreamed of two children playing by the ocean. I could not tell if they were boys or girls, or one of each. I did not see what they looked like. But I loved them nonetheless.
I hoped that Eric would come and save me from this place. To take me back to Midnight before I liked this place too much to leave.
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There, not much of a cliffhanger was it? Not as much as usual I think. Anyway, please review! if I remember correctly, next chapter will be interesting and in a POV I have not done in quite a long time.
I hate this place. This city. I despise it more than I do Jager himself. I am allowed to roam freely in this place they call New Mayhem. There is no one that can share the pain that I feel day to day.
The only relatively safe place I have is a house owned by a witch named Madrina Macht. She is like the grandmother I never had. I have been here two months and the time I spend with her is life ambrosia to my weakening soul.
I am four months into my pregnancy and I can now see the growing of my stomach. Madrina and her vampire aquantices are delighted. Those are the few vampires that I can enjoy talking with. One used to be an Arun witch, she tells me. Another used to fight what he was and ended up killing Ash Night's mother in order to save the Arun vampire. Then there is Aubrey's younger brother, Maverick. Rabe, Kairbre, and Maverick. Those are my undead friends. And I admit I am growing attached to them.
I began walking "home" one day when it began downpouring. I am not sure why I have not tried running away out of New Mayhem. I remember Eric telling me once that vampires know their slaves auras and so it would be easy to track the slave down if it decided to run away. Maybe that is what keeps me here. Maybe it is my slowly growing friendships with the species which caused this all to happen. I do not know.
Not wanting to get my child nor me sick, I look around for the closest public area around. I would not like to be caught in a private home. When I saw the only public place, I cursed and made my way toward it, the rain already causing me to shiver violently. It is already mid November.
Cautiously, I pushed open the doors to Las Noches. The music and the lights no longer bother me, as they did the day Jager dragged me in here. I had nearly passed out.
Finding the closest table, I sat down and tried to ring out my hair. My stomach made it slightly difficult to get close to the table. But no one seemed bothered anymore. Except for two vampires, or vampiresses I should say.
I had been told by my vampire friends that those two were not to be reckoned with. Rabe had admitted to getting her arm handed to her several times, but was rescued by her love, Maverick. Fala had almost killed Ash Night, known around here as Jessica, but Aubrey had given her his blood. And Moira had beaten Rabe up as well. I heard they also had a thing for not liking pregnant humans taken in by vampires. Kairbre told me that Jessica's mother had been pregnant as a vampire, and she had been turned back into a human with the help of the late Monica Smoke. That was where Fala's deep hate for Jessica had begun to blossom.
Smoke. I looked around and saw my guardian Loreena Smoke speaking with the blood bonded bartender known as Kaei. She was also bound to Jager, but by blood and not by ownership. She had set the town of Mayhem on fire a good few hundred years ago and was bound to Jager as punishment from Silver. I have not met this Silver and hope I never do. In times where I was found crying myself to sleep in the lavish room Jager had given me, I wished that Kaei had succeded in destroying this place for eternity.
"Did you hear about the shifter?" I decided to eavesdrop on a conversation between two vampires at the table next to me. Vampire around here have learned not to bother trying to injure me or speak with me in public. Jager had killed a vampire who tried to do so a few moments after I stepped into this place for the first time.
"Yeah, she took care of the vamp that tried to feed off of her no longer than ten minutes after she stepped into here." Good for her, I thought sadly to myself as I leaned back in my chair.
"She took care of him in human form too, better not mess with her while she is here." Just thinking about shifters brought my mind to Lucia, who, whether she knew it or not, was the godmother of my child. And everytime I thought about Lucia, I thought about my husband. How I missed him so. How I just wanted to feel his skin next to mine, his lips caressing my skin. Tears form in my eyes just thinking of him. He had become a vampire, right in front of me. Jager had almost killed him and left Jaguar no choice but to change him. I wonder what will happen when my child is born. I wonder what my love is doing now. I wonder what my shifter friend is doing now. Is she romping with Jaguar in the garden? I do not know.
I hate Jager. I cannot express that enough. He had thrown me into darkness, killed Nada, turned her into a monster, killed Blaze infront of my eyes, all but killed my husband, and then thrusted me into this city they call New Mayhem. I do not even know how old I am anymore. 17 maybe? I look about just the same age as any vampire here, but that is only by looks. Not their eyes or their minds. Black covers the humanity in the eyes of the damned and their minds hold no pity for a young pregnant human.
"Oh here comes that shifter," one of the vampires close to me whispered before cautiously and casually moving away from me. All the other vampires moved a bit, but I did not move. Why would a shifter want to kill me? I was just human. I was nothing. How ironic. My name meant everything here. I was an Untouchable here. I could not be touched without the tingling fear of death.
"Are you Nada Tanata?" That voice. It echoed in my ears just like it had so many times before. I was still shivering and soaked, luckily. Otherwise others might have been able to see my tears.
"That I am," I replied strongly, wiping my face as if something had gotten into my eye. I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder and I turned to see bronze flesh. I almost broke down right then. But I could not.
"My very life is at risk, seeing you. But I could not go much longer without bringing my best friend news of Midnight and her husband." I gripped her hand and spun to face her. Although her head was cloaked by a deep crimson hood and her body covered by a cloak, I knew it was Lucia. She knew me and I knew that voice. I heard it in my dreams.
"Let's go elsewhere to talk," I whispered as though I told her to be quiet because a teacher was keeping an eye on me. I suppose it was like that in a way. The other vampires would begin to wonder what a killer shifter would want to talk to a pregnant 17 year old human about.
Together we made our way outside and into the hotel room Lucia had been using for the past few hours. As we sat down on the bed, she handed me a towel. "Your freezing and soaked," she informed me as if I had no idea. Then, when she was my face, she smiled. "Sorry." I knew that was an apology for many things. Like not being there when I was taken, for not coming sooner, and for the news she was about to give me.
"It's ok Lucia," I replied, drying myself off. As I did so, Lucia caught eye of my slightly larger stomach and arched a brow. "What's wrong?" Bad things came to my mind instantly. Did she think my child was dead?
"Your stomach just looks a little big." I had to laugh, but it came out harsher than I had expected. Both of us winced.
"Isn't is supposed to look like this at 4 months?" Knowing she wouldn't know the answer, I asked her that. I did not think she ever saw a pregnant human before. I have no idea. I haven't been with her for very long.
"I guess so," she answered, a teasing smile playing across her lips. "So, I believe we should make this meeting short." When I frowned, she added, "I doubt Jager will think twice before killing a shifter on his ground." She was right, and I nodded.
"Right." I swallowed and ran my fingers through my damp hair. It had grown and I had let it do so. Now it reached my ears. "What's news of Midnight?"
I was probably the most confused human on the planet. Here I was, 15 years old and being plucked out of my life, then thrown into a place filled with creatures I never knew existed. After four months of that I was thrown into a basement and all but tortured for a year. Then I got pregnant and married, my husband was now a vampire, and I now live in New Mayhem. I do not know where I belong. It seems forever that I have been a normal teenager. I had loathed Midnight, but now I am yearning to return back to the place I now call home. This place . . .I feel for it like I had felt about Midnight. Was I going to be reluctant to return to my husband and stay here with the vampires of Mayhem?
"Eric and Jaguar now loath each other." That seemed pretty hard for Lucia to say. Those two had been like father and son, and because of what Jaguar did to Eric, they hate one another. And Lucia loved Jaguar like a father and Eric like a brother. It must have been hard to try to be on both of their good sides. "Turquoise has moved into town with Nathaniel." I arched a brow. That was the last thing I had expected. When she saw my reaction, she looked away. "Turquoise and Ravyn took Jeshickah down last month." I almost jumped out of my seat in delight. Finally, the bitch who kicked my ass had gotten what she had deserved.
"But that doesn't explain why Turquoise is with Nathaniel." I had never met this Nathaniel, but I knew him to be one of Jeshickah's fledglings and a dear friend to Turquoise and Eric.
"Yes it does." She had my attention and I leaned forward as far as I could. "Turquoise lost too much blood to survive."
"As a human," I added, almost too shocked to say anything. Turquoise was a vampire now. That was a slug to the gut. "Who gave her blood?"
"Nathaniel," Lucia snapped, obviously wishing to change subjects. I grimaced. I wished I could say something to Lucia in attempt to make her feel better about losing another friend to the shadows. Turquoise has fallen into shadow. (A/N: For those who have seen LOTR, I stole that shadow thing from it. Neveada and I suspect they said 'fallen into shadows' about a million times during the movies. Anyway, had to add it. Just saw Twin Towers a few hours ago. Now let's continue.)
"What about Ravyn?" That didn't seem to be a good thing either but it pulled away from Turquoise, the first human I had seen when I had been brought into Midnight. She was like a mother to me. My mother. I fought back tears. I knew she was dead for good now. All I could hope was that Flare took care of Terry as well. I just wish I could have taken care of my step father by myself.
"Gabriel's fledgling now." That made me cease breathing for a brief moment. Two of the best human vampire hunters in the area had taken down the Vampiress of Midnight. They had destroyed a vampire but ended up creating two more whether they knew it or not. Seems as if the vampire population in Midnight had taken a dramatic increase since I left.
"And Eric?" That was the hardest for me to ask, but it seemed to be easier for my shifter friend. She finally looked at me and smiled. She actually looked like the smile was real and not a pasted on one. Putting her hand on my shoulder, she looked into my eyes.
"He is stronger than Jaguar." Was that supposed to be good? I suppose so because she looked happy. "And he has a plan to bring you and your child back home." There seemed to be something behind that fact of happiness. I was almost in tears of happiness, glad that he had not forgotten me. But Lucia was holding something back from me.
"And?" I coaxed. Lucia seemed to be reluctant to actually answer me. I looked her straight in the eye. "Lucia, you need to tell me. This is supposed to be a short visit and you are with-holding information that you should not be holding from me.
She sighed and held my gaze. "Adrian is working with Eric on the plan." If the fact that Turquoise was a vampire slugged me in the gut, then this felt like a stake through the heart. What was Eric thinking? I was rather confused on why he would work with Adrian. I no longer hated Adrian as much as I had a year ago. He was simply just annoying now. All my hate was reserved for Jager.
"I see," I whispered. "I cannot understand Eric's logic in that, but I am not a vampire, nor a male. So I suppose it is a good idea, vampire logic." That seemed to sting both of us.
"What is your news? What should I tell Eric?" I pulled away from Lucia's grip and stood up. Over these few minutes I had seemed to dry off a bit, but I needed to brave the storm once more. As long as I was back at Jager's by midnight, I was fine. Glancing at the clock, it was ten of eleven. Plenty of time and yet I felt as if my time has run out. And I was hungry. Seemed as if I was always hungry these days. I was eating for two now, as those cheesy movies always said. (A/N: Anyone ever see that butter commercial when that woman tells her husband she is pregnant? He says that in that commercial as well. That was the stupidest . . Anyway, let's continue)
"Tell him that I am fine and so is our child. Tell Eric that I love him and think about him everday. Then ask him what was going through his head when he decided to work with Adrian, and that I await my white knight to rescue me from the tower." Lucia seemed embarrased to be hearing this, when she knew I wanted to say more but more personal things to him. Like 'I miss you in bed,' or 'I miss your touch, your voice, everything about you makes me yearn in desire.' Or something along those lines.
"Will do Nada." Lucia came to me and embraced me, or attempted to. My stomach got in our way. We laughed and she kissed my forehead. "May the Goddess keep you safe." And with that, I turned and left the room.
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I was back at Jager's house about half an hour early. Luckily he was not at the house. I suspected he would not be back for another hour or so. He is never here earlier than midnight. I thought about going to Las Noches to visit Kairbre, but he was at a bash no doubt. And Rabe was probably out with Maverick somewhere on this earth. They enjoyed dining exotically.
I opened my door and found myself looking straight at Madrina and Loreena. I hesitated for a minute or so as I saw both of them looking at me. How could they look so young and so wise? I knew Madrina was quite old, but she looked no older than 30 in the dimmed lighting. "Nada, please come in," Loreena invited me.
"Why would you need to invite me into my own room?" I snapped. She was used to my irritability. It seemed to rise when I was here.
"We need to talk to you about your child." Oh no. My heart sank as I obediently entered the room. I then sat in a chair that sat across from the bed in which the two witches were sitting on.
"What about it?" I asked shakily.
"It's something you might or might not be happy to hear, depending on your perspective." I was almost in tears. This baby was the last I had of Eric. No matter how long Eric and I were together, we could never have children together. And if these two tried to tell me that I had lost my child, that the baby I carried no longer breathed, I would die.
"Go on with it Madrina," I whispered. She seemed to be the happier of the two. Maybe that was because she had never been in Midnight before. Maybe it was because she did not want me to carry a vampire's child. But I had no idea and so I kept silent.
"It has come to our attention that your stomach is rather large for the time of pregnancy you are in." That was odd, Lucia commented on that too.
"It would be considered large if you were carrying one child." I locked eyes with Loreena and I felt myself pale, my heart quicken pace, and my breath get faster. Were they saying that . .
"What are you getting at?" I asked softer than a whisper. I knew I could not stand up, my legs were in the jelly-like state they had been in when I had walked into the breakfast of the vampires the day I met Jager.
"It seems as if you are carrying two children," Madrina told me with a wide smile on her face. I felt hot tears stream down my face. I knew I was smiling too, but I was too happy to even consider that.
"Eric doesn't know," Loreena added. "He will be thrilled to see two children instead of one when he comes to take you back from here." This was a shocker. Even hard as a rock Loreena Smoke seemed to soften to herself into the witch I met two months ago in the basement of Midnight.
"I wish Eric could know right now," I stammered, leaning back in my chair. No words could describe the happiness and excitement I felt at that moment. It felt as if I had just been told that Eric was now back to being human, and he and I moved far away from these cities and lived a normal life with our child.
"Wish he could know what?" All three of us turned to see Jager standing in my doorframe. He had not changed over the months, but he had softened on me. Turns out that Jager can be rather possesive over certain things, me included. He thinks he loves me, but I know it not to be true.
"Nothing," Madrina replied calmly. She could not be touched, and Jager knew it. If Madrina would be taken down, all witches would never sleep until her killer was dead. That was why she lived to be so old. She was all but immortal.
And because of this, Jager let her leave after she kissed my forehead and blessed me. He never even laid a finger on her. Loreena stood up a moment or two later. "I will be going to bed now Jager," she informed him before leaving as well. She was also rather protected. She was paid by Midnight and Jager to keep me from harm. My protection was payed by Jager and my children's protection was paid by Midnight. Jaguar to be more exact.
"Me too," I muttered as I stood up and made my way to my door. "Please take a step back before I slam my door on your face." My words were teases but laced with threat. He knew I would not miss a chance to do so and so he took a step back.
"Good night," he whispered before turning and going to his room. As I closed my door, I prayed to Spirit that my children would be kept safe long enough to see their father.
At that, I changed and layed in my bed. I dreamed of two children playing by the ocean. I could not tell if they were boys or girls, or one of each. I did not see what they looked like. But I loved them nonetheless.
I hoped that Eric would come and save me from this place. To take me back to Midnight before I liked this place too much to leave.
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There, not much of a cliffhanger was it? Not as much as usual I think. Anyway, please review! if I remember correctly, next chapter will be interesting and in a POV I have not done in quite a long time.