I do not own WITCH HUNTER ROBIN
Well here's the first epilog of two. One more chapter and she's wrapped up. I hope you guys have enjoyed reading this. This story hasn't done quite as well as "Her Hell" which is somewhat disappointing. But hey, I liked the idea, still do. And I am still pleased with this story. It would have been longer but I caved and rushed through to meet demands of readers. However I may re-post sometime again in the future with the full intended story line.
Chapter 13 Epilog part I : The Naming
The last of the finishing touches were complete. The two expectant parents stood back looking at the new nursery in awe. Wrapping his arm around her he reached out to rub her rounded belly.
"It's a good thing we decided to add on to the house when we did" he said, smiling at her. He'd never expected his blessings to come so soon. But with this woman as his wife he should have expected the unexpected.
After their wedding they enjoyed a glorious honeymoon in Europe seeing all the sights she had wanted to see while growing up there. The ancient cities full of romance and history were great inspirations for their exploits. Soon after returning she found out she was pregnant. With their first born child...a son.
He helped her back to bed, the last few weeks she'd been growing tired and been ordered to stay in bed as much as possible. He knew she hated it but he insisted, and had taken time from work to stay with her. It was the only way to ensure she didn't start her 'nesting' for the new baby.
"Robin, have you decided on a name yet?" he asked her, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I thought you would like too since he will be the one to carry on your family name" She had decided long ago he would have that honor. "But you do realize you will need to think of one soon....very soon" she added.
"We still have a week or so" he stated "No, Amon we don't...." she grunted suddenly grasping her stomach. "Robin is it...." His words no more than a stutter now. With a short nod from her he jumped to his feet gathering her bag, and taking it to the car.
Within seconds he was by her side again, not wanting to take any chances she may fall in her condition he decided to carry her bridal style to the car. Once she was secured and comfortable he took off towards the hospital.
Immediately after checking in he made the phone call to Naira to have him tell the others. It was a buddy system they had worked out. He would call Naira, and he would call the others so Amon wouldn't have to play phone tag and could stay by Robin's side. Amon was rather proud of that idea.
Several hours later Robin was exhausted but had delivered a healthy baby boy. His emerald green eyes, and dark tresses made him the most beautiful baby Robin or Amon had ever seen. He was perfect, and he was theirs. A child created from the unconditional and eternal love that was Robin and Amon.
Amon stared unbelieving at the small child within Robin's arms. He was for the first time at a loss for words. He had the love of his life and soulmate, and she'd given him a son.
The others who had been waiting, slowly came in to visit Robin and see the baby. Robin was weary and Amon insisted the others leave for her to rest. Helping her settle into the pillows and cover up he took the baby, allowing her to sleep. Quietly he sat holding his son, watching him doze. He began thinking of a name that would be fitting for such a special and beautiful child.
He knew what he wanted the name to hold special meaning for himself and for Robin. It was important that the name bear testimony to Robin, as the child's mother it was important. Once their son was sleeping he decided to look through several books Robin had insisted they bring to the hospital.
Finding the book he was searching for he began to search. He hoped to find a name suitable before Robin woke. He knew she was worried over the baby not having a name before his birth. He was determined to fulfill this request for her. She stirred slightly but soon rested deeply again...allowing him to continue his mission. Though his Italian was mediocre he pieced together what he could, finding the perfect name...it was strong and it was like Robin. A smile graced his lips as he looked to his beautiful wife, and sleeping son.
Amadeo, : loves god.....yes this would be their sons name. With a happy heart he decided to retrieve coffee for himself. He would do whatever it took to make sure he was there and awake when Robin woke from her nap. As he passed the waiting area he noticed the others still there, Dojima and Sakaki were draped across each other like wet blankets. Miho and her soon to be husband were propped against each other slightly dozing. Naira waited with his wife quietly, Michael slouched against the corner with his legs laid across the empty chairs beside him.
"You all can go home if you like. Robin and the baby are still sleeping" Amon told his brother as he softly stepped inside the doors. "Is there name or will you continue to call him 'baby'" Naira asked. Amon chuckled....normally his brother knew which buttons to push, but thankfully tonight even the almighty Naira couldn't get to him. He simply turned to leave calling over his shoulder "Yes, but his mother will find out before you loons". Naira stood there smiling "Brother, I think our little bird was your missing heart" not sure if Amon had heard him.
Amon did though and he couldn't have agreed more. Robin had given him the gift of love, and countless other blessings. He wasn't sure if he deserved such joy. But he was going to enjoy it, and not take it for granted. This was the life he always wanted, even if he didn't know it himself.
Amon wasted no time getting back to the room where his new family lay sleeping. Relief washed over him when he saw she'd not awoken. Placing a gentle kiss on both her and his son's head he went to his seat quitely admiring the two. His son stirred slightly, Amon gently picked up their son and began to rock him softly until he settled down.
Robin woke feeling quite happy. As her eyes began to focus she slowly scanned the room. Finally settling on the form of her husband doting over their new son. She admired his ability to be strong yet be so gentle and caring. He nearly worried her to death over the pregnancy, demanding she take it easy as much as possible. The midnight rushes to the store to satisfy her cravings never seemed to bother him, in fact he appeared to take joy in it.
He bragged to clients he was going to be a father, she often caught him lost in his own world hanging around the nursery as it was being finished. He was a very affectionate husband, and now father. All the worries she had before were gone, washed away in her tears of joy.
Amon looked to her with a gentle smile playing across his features. Standing he brought their son to her, placing him in her arms. "I have decided on a name love, I hope you like it" he smiled down at his son, softly rubbing his tiny head "Amadeo is what I have chosen for him"
Robin's eyes began to flood with new tears. "Oh Amon it's beautiful, what made you chose that name" she asked. "You, love...I want our children to be blessed by god as much as you, and I...I was a lost soul before you came to me, your love, and your faith brought me back to life, I want that faith to keep him safe and strong" he admitted.
Her eyes fell on their sleeping child. "Amadeo, you are blessed with a wonderful father" she said. Amon reached up to wipe the tears that had fallen away from her cheeks. "His mother is the blessing Robin, your pure heart has kept you strong, and loving through all you have endured, I am grateful you never gave up on me" his words were solemn, and sincere. All the joy he was now experiencing could have been lost to him forever, the realization settled over him, briefly saddening him.
"Amon lets not think of what could have happened. It's forgotten. We now, and we have each other and Amedeo. He is the proof of what we have" Amon nodded, smiling at his wife. Wanting to be closer to his wife and son he crawled into the bed with them, settling beside Robin's now slender form. Their son cradled between them. The three were soon sleeping soundly.
Well this is fluff....fluff and more fluff.
Well here's the first epilog of two. One more chapter and she's wrapped up. I hope you guys have enjoyed reading this. This story hasn't done quite as well as "Her Hell" which is somewhat disappointing. But hey, I liked the idea, still do. And I am still pleased with this story. It would have been longer but I caved and rushed through to meet demands of readers. However I may re-post sometime again in the future with the full intended story line.
Chapter 13 Epilog part I : The Naming
The last of the finishing touches were complete. The two expectant parents stood back looking at the new nursery in awe. Wrapping his arm around her he reached out to rub her rounded belly.
"It's a good thing we decided to add on to the house when we did" he said, smiling at her. He'd never expected his blessings to come so soon. But with this woman as his wife he should have expected the unexpected.
After their wedding they enjoyed a glorious honeymoon in Europe seeing all the sights she had wanted to see while growing up there. The ancient cities full of romance and history were great inspirations for their exploits. Soon after returning she found out she was pregnant. With their first born child...a son.
He helped her back to bed, the last few weeks she'd been growing tired and been ordered to stay in bed as much as possible. He knew she hated it but he insisted, and had taken time from work to stay with her. It was the only way to ensure she didn't start her 'nesting' for the new baby.
"Robin, have you decided on a name yet?" he asked her, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I thought you would like too since he will be the one to carry on your family name" She had decided long ago he would have that honor. "But you do realize you will need to think of one soon....very soon" she added.
"We still have a week or so" he stated "No, Amon we don't...." she grunted suddenly grasping her stomach. "Robin is it...." His words no more than a stutter now. With a short nod from her he jumped to his feet gathering her bag, and taking it to the car.
Within seconds he was by her side again, not wanting to take any chances she may fall in her condition he decided to carry her bridal style to the car. Once she was secured and comfortable he took off towards the hospital.
Immediately after checking in he made the phone call to Naira to have him tell the others. It was a buddy system they had worked out. He would call Naira, and he would call the others so Amon wouldn't have to play phone tag and could stay by Robin's side. Amon was rather proud of that idea.
Several hours later Robin was exhausted but had delivered a healthy baby boy. His emerald green eyes, and dark tresses made him the most beautiful baby Robin or Amon had ever seen. He was perfect, and he was theirs. A child created from the unconditional and eternal love that was Robin and Amon.
Amon stared unbelieving at the small child within Robin's arms. He was for the first time at a loss for words. He had the love of his life and soulmate, and she'd given him a son.
The others who had been waiting, slowly came in to visit Robin and see the baby. Robin was weary and Amon insisted the others leave for her to rest. Helping her settle into the pillows and cover up he took the baby, allowing her to sleep. Quietly he sat holding his son, watching him doze. He began thinking of a name that would be fitting for such a special and beautiful child.
He knew what he wanted the name to hold special meaning for himself and for Robin. It was important that the name bear testimony to Robin, as the child's mother it was important. Once their son was sleeping he decided to look through several books Robin had insisted they bring to the hospital.
Finding the book he was searching for he began to search. He hoped to find a name suitable before Robin woke. He knew she was worried over the baby not having a name before his birth. He was determined to fulfill this request for her. She stirred slightly but soon rested deeply again...allowing him to continue his mission. Though his Italian was mediocre he pieced together what he could, finding the perfect name...it was strong and it was like Robin. A smile graced his lips as he looked to his beautiful wife, and sleeping son.
Amadeo, : loves god.....yes this would be their sons name. With a happy heart he decided to retrieve coffee for himself. He would do whatever it took to make sure he was there and awake when Robin woke from her nap. As he passed the waiting area he noticed the others still there, Dojima and Sakaki were draped across each other like wet blankets. Miho and her soon to be husband were propped against each other slightly dozing. Naira waited with his wife quietly, Michael slouched against the corner with his legs laid across the empty chairs beside him.
"You all can go home if you like. Robin and the baby are still sleeping" Amon told his brother as he softly stepped inside the doors. "Is there name or will you continue to call him 'baby'" Naira asked. Amon chuckled....normally his brother knew which buttons to push, but thankfully tonight even the almighty Naira couldn't get to him. He simply turned to leave calling over his shoulder "Yes, but his mother will find out before you loons". Naira stood there smiling "Brother, I think our little bird was your missing heart" not sure if Amon had heard him.
Amon did though and he couldn't have agreed more. Robin had given him the gift of love, and countless other blessings. He wasn't sure if he deserved such joy. But he was going to enjoy it, and not take it for granted. This was the life he always wanted, even if he didn't know it himself.
Amon wasted no time getting back to the room where his new family lay sleeping. Relief washed over him when he saw she'd not awoken. Placing a gentle kiss on both her and his son's head he went to his seat quitely admiring the two. His son stirred slightly, Amon gently picked up their son and began to rock him softly until he settled down.
Robin woke feeling quite happy. As her eyes began to focus she slowly scanned the room. Finally settling on the form of her husband doting over their new son. She admired his ability to be strong yet be so gentle and caring. He nearly worried her to death over the pregnancy, demanding she take it easy as much as possible. The midnight rushes to the store to satisfy her cravings never seemed to bother him, in fact he appeared to take joy in it.
He bragged to clients he was going to be a father, she often caught him lost in his own world hanging around the nursery as it was being finished. He was a very affectionate husband, and now father. All the worries she had before were gone, washed away in her tears of joy.
Amon looked to her with a gentle smile playing across his features. Standing he brought their son to her, placing him in her arms. "I have decided on a name love, I hope you like it" he smiled down at his son, softly rubbing his tiny head "Amadeo is what I have chosen for him"
Robin's eyes began to flood with new tears. "Oh Amon it's beautiful, what made you chose that name" she asked. "You, love...I want our children to be blessed by god as much as you, and I...I was a lost soul before you came to me, your love, and your faith brought me back to life, I want that faith to keep him safe and strong" he admitted.
Her eyes fell on their sleeping child. "Amadeo, you are blessed with a wonderful father" she said. Amon reached up to wipe the tears that had fallen away from her cheeks. "His mother is the blessing Robin, your pure heart has kept you strong, and loving through all you have endured, I am grateful you never gave up on me" his words were solemn, and sincere. All the joy he was now experiencing could have been lost to him forever, the realization settled over him, briefly saddening him.
"Amon lets not think of what could have happened. It's forgotten. We now, and we have each other and Amedeo. He is the proof of what we have" Amon nodded, smiling at his wife. Wanting to be closer to his wife and son he crawled into the bed with them, settling beside Robin's now slender form. Their son cradled between them. The three were soon sleeping soundly.
Well this is fluff....fluff and more fluff.