Greetings from The Lady Mage
Hello, and welcome to chapter 10!! My gosh, I hit the big 1-0 . . . cool. I have gotten such lovely reviews for this story, and I'm truly honored that so many people are enjoying it. When I put this up on ffnet, I really was only writing it for me- I didn't think anyone else would read it- but what a pleasant surprise I recieved! You guys are awesome! Thanx!
Read, enjoy, review!
Disclaimer: *The Lady Mage stands* I, The Lady Mage, do NOT own Underworld or any of its characters- I only kidnap them and play with them when Len Wiseman isn't looking! *chuckles*
Rating: . . . why do I even put this? It isn't R yet- and when it will be, it will be for blood, gore, and cussing . . . later. I promise.
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There was a baby crying somewhere; Selene could just barely hear it, but it was there- a sweet, soft mewling like a newborn kitten crying for milk. The vampiress opened her eyes, blinking away the blurriness. She was in her bed, in her room. All was quiet now, and the room was dark- lit only by the bedside lamp.
With a tired sigh, she brought her hands down from her chest to rest on her stomach, but when she felt it was no longer full, everything rushed back to her. She quickly sat up, ignoring the swell of pain it brought with it. Panic flushed over her, pushing the pain to the back of her mind.
"Michael! Michael!"
Michael stuck his head out the bathroom door, shaving cream dotting his chin. "Selene? What's wrong?" he asked.
"Michael, what happened?! Where is- I-"
The hybrid came from the bathroom, grabbing a hand towel and wiping his chin off before he reached the bed. "Calm down. What's the matter?" he asked, settling on the bed next to her.
"The baby! Michael-"
He put his arms around her, pulling her close to him and settling his finger against her lips. "Shhh. She's asleep." he answered her softly. "You had her last night, remember? Audra came and Kindra was here?"
"She?"
The hybrid nodded, smiling brightly. "It's a girl."
"Where . . ?"
The halfbreed only smiled again, standing from the bed and walking to the little moses basket resting on the trunk at the foot of the bed. Gently, he reached down into it and lifted out a tiny, pink bundle that made soft mewling sounds as he did. He cradled the bundle to his chest, then brought it to Selene and settled it into her arms.
Selene cradled it just as gently, pulling the pink recieving blanket away so she could have her first look at the tiny newborn laying inside it. The newborn in her arms had pale, creamy skin, and dark fuzzy black hair that stuck up every-which way, and a few seconds later, when she opened her eyes, revealed a stunning set that were a mix of brown and green. The baby was tiny, only about as long as Selene's forearm.
"Audra said she's perfectly healthy." Michael said softly, taking his seat next to Selene. "She's a little thing, but she's strong. Sixteen inches long, only three and a half pounds. She's gorgeous, isn't she?"
Selene could only nod, struck speechless as her daughter's eyes held her own for a few, precious seconds before fluttering shut with fatigue.
A soft knock came at the door. "Selene? Michael?" Kindra's voice was soft, but urgent.
Michael stood and walked to the door, opening it to see what the girl wanted. "Yes?"
"I was on my way to see Lucian." she began. "I heard Selene yell. Is everything okay?"
"Oh, yes. She's just fine. She woke up and didn't know where the baby was."
"Thank heavens." murmered the girl, one hand cupped over her heart. "Well, while I'm here, is there anything I can get for you? Are you hungry?"
"I'm fine, but I'm sure Selene is starving."
"I'll bring her up a cup of blood." Kindra said. "I just have to speak with Lucian first, but that should only take a few seconds."
Michael nodded, shutting the door when the young vampire turned to continue down the hall. He returned to the bed, sitting next to Selene. When he put his arms around her, she leaned against him. "What should we name her?" he asked quietly. "We can't call her 'Baby' for the rest of her life."
"We never had any time to think of names." Selene murmered, laying the baby out in her lap and unfolding the blankets.
"Well, we have time now." said Michael, leaning his head down against Selene's.
"Where'd this come from?" Selene asked, smoothing down the little white smocked dress that Baby wore. "This isn't one of our's."
Michael chuckled quietly. "Nothing we have is small enough for her." he explained. "Erika gave us this- plus a whole pile of little girlie clothes. She bought girl and boy clothes before she had Nicolas- just in case."
"Oh."
A few minutes of comfortable silence passed before another knock sounded at the door. Again, Michael got up to answer it. Standing behind the door, Lucian and Marcus held serious expressions on their faces. Between them, Kindra looked pleasant as ever, a jar of blood and a tall glass in her hands.
"Blood for Selene." Kindra said quietly, slipping around Michael and approaching the bed.
"Spare a minute?" Marcus asked Michael, though there was little question behind it. Michael only nodded, stepping with them from the room, shutting the door behind him.
Kindra walked to the bedside table, settling the glass down on it and filling it with blood. "You must drink to replenish your strength." the girl said softly, setting the jar down. She held the glass out to Selene. "You'll be ship-shape by tomorrow evening."
Selene only nodded, taking the offered glass. "Kindra, when she was born, was she okay?" she asked softly. "Or was she like Nikkie?"
"Darling was just fine." Kindra answered. "Yes, she was like Nikkie- didn't want to breathe for a few seconds- but as soon as she was warm, she let out a wail." The baby was gently lifted from Selene's lap, and laid on the bed next to her. Kindra, noticing Selene's heartbeat change, smiled softly. "Don't worry, Selene. I'm not taking her away."
The vampiress almost blushed, but sipped from her glass instead.
"Have you chosen her name yet?" Kindra asked, lifted the little smocked dress up and checking the bandage over the baby's umbilical stump.
"No." Selene answered. "Before yesterday, there was never time to think about names. We never even thought about whether we were having a boy or a girl."
"Well, what did you wish for?"
"Wasn't time for wishing."
Kindra only nodded, smoothing Baby's dress down and rewrapping her. She settled her back into Selene's lap, then took the vampiress's glass. She refilled it and gave it back. "Well, what are some names you like?" she asked. "How about Hannah? I've always loved that name."
Selene shook her head. "Too many Hannahs as it is."
"Hmmm . . . Paige? Heather? Jessica?"
Again, the vampiress shook her head.
"Hmm. Surely you don't like names like Helga or Olga- or Hermione."
"No."
"Well, you'll think of something lovely for her. Whatever you pick, she'll make lovely."
In Selene's lap, Baby began to whimper again, sounding more like a newborn kitten than a newborn hybrid. Kindra took Selene's glass so that the vampire would have two hands to care for her newborn.
Selene lifted baby up into her arms, using her free hand to caress the baby's cheek. The simple gesture was enough to quietned the newborn for a few seconds, but the mewling quickly returned, becoming soft cries.
"Here." Kindra said softly. She produced a little pink pacifier, which she dipped into Selene's glass, then held out to Baby's lips. The baby accepted it, sucking the blood off of it. "She's hungry." said the girl. "You can figure out how to feed her, can't you? I don't have to go get Audra to show you, do I?" She asked with a gentle laugh.
"I'm fine." Selene answered, but made no move to feed the newborn.
"Shy then?" asked the girl, once again refilling Selene's glass. "Be sure to finish that." she said, taking up her jar. "I'll come for your glass in a little while. Bye Selene, bye Baby." With that, she went to the door, and slipped outside, pulling the door firmly shut to give the new mother her privacy.
Selene sighed when the girl left, unbuttoning the gown she was wearing, and holding Baby so she could feed. "My little one . . " she murmered contentedly. "Do you think your Papa would be too angry if I named you after . . . " The vampiress trailed off, turning her eyes to the door, then back to the newborn in her arms. "My daughter, my Sondra."
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So, what did you think? Good? Bad? Tell me in a review!
The Lady Mage
Hello, and welcome to chapter 10!! My gosh, I hit the big 1-0 . . . cool. I have gotten such lovely reviews for this story, and I'm truly honored that so many people are enjoying it. When I put this up on ffnet, I really was only writing it for me- I didn't think anyone else would read it- but what a pleasant surprise I recieved! You guys are awesome! Thanx!
Read, enjoy, review!
Disclaimer: *The Lady Mage stands* I, The Lady Mage, do NOT own Underworld or any of its characters- I only kidnap them and play with them when Len Wiseman isn't looking! *chuckles*
Rating: . . . why do I even put this? It isn't R yet- and when it will be, it will be for blood, gore, and cussing . . . later. I promise.
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There was a baby crying somewhere; Selene could just barely hear it, but it was there- a sweet, soft mewling like a newborn kitten crying for milk. The vampiress opened her eyes, blinking away the blurriness. She was in her bed, in her room. All was quiet now, and the room was dark- lit only by the bedside lamp.
With a tired sigh, she brought her hands down from her chest to rest on her stomach, but when she felt it was no longer full, everything rushed back to her. She quickly sat up, ignoring the swell of pain it brought with it. Panic flushed over her, pushing the pain to the back of her mind.
"Michael! Michael!"
Michael stuck his head out the bathroom door, shaving cream dotting his chin. "Selene? What's wrong?" he asked.
"Michael, what happened?! Where is- I-"
The hybrid came from the bathroom, grabbing a hand towel and wiping his chin off before he reached the bed. "Calm down. What's the matter?" he asked, settling on the bed next to her.
"The baby! Michael-"
He put his arms around her, pulling her close to him and settling his finger against her lips. "Shhh. She's asleep." he answered her softly. "You had her last night, remember? Audra came and Kindra was here?"
"She?"
The hybrid nodded, smiling brightly. "It's a girl."
"Where . . ?"
The halfbreed only smiled again, standing from the bed and walking to the little moses basket resting on the trunk at the foot of the bed. Gently, he reached down into it and lifted out a tiny, pink bundle that made soft mewling sounds as he did. He cradled the bundle to his chest, then brought it to Selene and settled it into her arms.
Selene cradled it just as gently, pulling the pink recieving blanket away so she could have her first look at the tiny newborn laying inside it. The newborn in her arms had pale, creamy skin, and dark fuzzy black hair that stuck up every-which way, and a few seconds later, when she opened her eyes, revealed a stunning set that were a mix of brown and green. The baby was tiny, only about as long as Selene's forearm.
"Audra said she's perfectly healthy." Michael said softly, taking his seat next to Selene. "She's a little thing, but she's strong. Sixteen inches long, only three and a half pounds. She's gorgeous, isn't she?"
Selene could only nod, struck speechless as her daughter's eyes held her own for a few, precious seconds before fluttering shut with fatigue.
A soft knock came at the door. "Selene? Michael?" Kindra's voice was soft, but urgent.
Michael stood and walked to the door, opening it to see what the girl wanted. "Yes?"
"I was on my way to see Lucian." she began. "I heard Selene yell. Is everything okay?"
"Oh, yes. She's just fine. She woke up and didn't know where the baby was."
"Thank heavens." murmered the girl, one hand cupped over her heart. "Well, while I'm here, is there anything I can get for you? Are you hungry?"
"I'm fine, but I'm sure Selene is starving."
"I'll bring her up a cup of blood." Kindra said. "I just have to speak with Lucian first, but that should only take a few seconds."
Michael nodded, shutting the door when the young vampire turned to continue down the hall. He returned to the bed, sitting next to Selene. When he put his arms around her, she leaned against him. "What should we name her?" he asked quietly. "We can't call her 'Baby' for the rest of her life."
"We never had any time to think of names." Selene murmered, laying the baby out in her lap and unfolding the blankets.
"Well, we have time now." said Michael, leaning his head down against Selene's.
"Where'd this come from?" Selene asked, smoothing down the little white smocked dress that Baby wore. "This isn't one of our's."
Michael chuckled quietly. "Nothing we have is small enough for her." he explained. "Erika gave us this- plus a whole pile of little girlie clothes. She bought girl and boy clothes before she had Nicolas- just in case."
"Oh."
A few minutes of comfortable silence passed before another knock sounded at the door. Again, Michael got up to answer it. Standing behind the door, Lucian and Marcus held serious expressions on their faces. Between them, Kindra looked pleasant as ever, a jar of blood and a tall glass in her hands.
"Blood for Selene." Kindra said quietly, slipping around Michael and approaching the bed.
"Spare a minute?" Marcus asked Michael, though there was little question behind it. Michael only nodded, stepping with them from the room, shutting the door behind him.
Kindra walked to the bedside table, settling the glass down on it and filling it with blood. "You must drink to replenish your strength." the girl said softly, setting the jar down. She held the glass out to Selene. "You'll be ship-shape by tomorrow evening."
Selene only nodded, taking the offered glass. "Kindra, when she was born, was she okay?" she asked softly. "Or was she like Nikkie?"
"Darling was just fine." Kindra answered. "Yes, she was like Nikkie- didn't want to breathe for a few seconds- but as soon as she was warm, she let out a wail." The baby was gently lifted from Selene's lap, and laid on the bed next to her. Kindra, noticing Selene's heartbeat change, smiled softly. "Don't worry, Selene. I'm not taking her away."
The vampiress almost blushed, but sipped from her glass instead.
"Have you chosen her name yet?" Kindra asked, lifted the little smocked dress up and checking the bandage over the baby's umbilical stump.
"No." Selene answered. "Before yesterday, there was never time to think about names. We never even thought about whether we were having a boy or a girl."
"Well, what did you wish for?"
"Wasn't time for wishing."
Kindra only nodded, smoothing Baby's dress down and rewrapping her. She settled her back into Selene's lap, then took the vampiress's glass. She refilled it and gave it back. "Well, what are some names you like?" she asked. "How about Hannah? I've always loved that name."
Selene shook her head. "Too many Hannahs as it is."
"Hmmm . . . Paige? Heather? Jessica?"
Again, the vampiress shook her head.
"Hmm. Surely you don't like names like Helga or Olga- or Hermione."
"No."
"Well, you'll think of something lovely for her. Whatever you pick, she'll make lovely."
In Selene's lap, Baby began to whimper again, sounding more like a newborn kitten than a newborn hybrid. Kindra took Selene's glass so that the vampire would have two hands to care for her newborn.
Selene lifted baby up into her arms, using her free hand to caress the baby's cheek. The simple gesture was enough to quietned the newborn for a few seconds, but the mewling quickly returned, becoming soft cries.
"Here." Kindra said softly. She produced a little pink pacifier, which she dipped into Selene's glass, then held out to Baby's lips. The baby accepted it, sucking the blood off of it. "She's hungry." said the girl. "You can figure out how to feed her, can't you? I don't have to go get Audra to show you, do I?" She asked with a gentle laugh.
"I'm fine." Selene answered, but made no move to feed the newborn.
"Shy then?" asked the girl, once again refilling Selene's glass. "Be sure to finish that." she said, taking up her jar. "I'll come for your glass in a little while. Bye Selene, bye Baby." With that, she went to the door, and slipped outside, pulling the door firmly shut to give the new mother her privacy.
Selene sighed when the girl left, unbuttoning the gown she was wearing, and holding Baby so she could feed. "My little one . . " she murmered contentedly. "Do you think your Papa would be too angry if I named you after . . . " The vampiress trailed off, turning her eyes to the door, then back to the newborn in her arms. "My daughter, my Sondra."
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So, what did you think? Good? Bad? Tell me in a review!
The Lady Mage