Teague attempted to gently place Selene on her feet, but his daughter leaped out of his arms and bolted for her sworn protector who was standing in the palace doors. "Nix!"

The former Nixie turned human, lifted the princess and tossed her into the air, her bare and dirt-covered feet kicked joyfully. "How is my favorite Goddaughter?" He wrapped her in a warm embrace.

Teague nodded at Nix. "Thank you for coming on such short notice I know you have your duties to attend to." He places a heavy hand on Nix's shoulder.

"There's no place else we'd rather be. As they say, you have been and always shall be my friend." Nix held up the hand symbol he saw in the old Star Trek movies. Teague raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"I will never understand the strange language of the human plane." He shook his head back and forth. "Where are the girls?" Teague looks forlorn as his eyes scan the entrance to the palace, not really interested in the answer to his question, his mind elsewhere.

"Ember and Oakley stayed behind at the godmother's guild." He explained where his twin daughters are. Nix flinched as Selene pulled at his red hair, giggling at his pained reaction.

Teague noticed his daughter's misbehavior, but he is unable to reprimand her, his mind is somewhere else. Nix observed Teague's displeasure. "Ever is with her, so is Winona. Her grandparents got here shortly after we arrived. We are all here to support you. This isn't going to play out like before."

The king ignores Nix's kind gesture. Though he means well, there is no soothing him at the moment. He planted a soft kiss on his daughter's forehead. "Don't let her out of your sight." He turned down the hall his feet not carrying him fast enough. Finally, he reached their master suite; he took a deep breath before flinging the door open.

The love of his life has her back toward him, gripping the end of the bedpost with one hand, and the carved bed frame with the other. Her hair is pulled up into a messy bun, brown and golden strands escape as they cling to her face in sweat. "I realize you're an all-powerful fate, but can't you at least knock? I'm a little indisposed." Her chastising banter brought a welcoming smile to his face. He'd always admired her fighting spirit.

"It is my child your bringing into this world, I didn't think I had to knock." Teague glides over to his wife, where Ever and Winona are already standing at either side of her. He watches as Ever gently rubs Mina's back, and Winona dabs a cloth against her forehead. "What can I do, my love?" He watched in horror as her body began convulsing, like before. Mina dropped to her knees, a horrendous scream on her lips.

"Our daughter? Did you bring her back to the castle? She's too young to be wandering off by herself as she does." Mina trembled as she spoke.

"She's in good hands, just focus on you." Teague tried to brace her.

"Let's get you back on the bed both of you are less likely to get hurt that way." Winona wrapped her hand around Mina's arm, but Teague quickly picked up his wife and delicately placed her on their bed.

"Is there nothing you can do for her?" Teague pleaded to his long time friend, Ever. She opened her mouth, but before she could attempt to answer her voice was halted.

When Mina attempted to sit upright, her convulsions worsened. Her skin began to vibrate, as ripples appeared on her flesh. "Teague, the baby is in distress. The cord could be wrapped around his neck. We need to consider all of our options." Ever held a look of concern on her face as she glanced at Teague, before returning her gaze to Mina.

Winona placed a soothing hand on Mina's swollen stomach. "He's scared." Tears fell from Mina's face as she tried to control her body. Her grandmother studied her carefully, her eyes closed as she let out a sigh. "Of course, it makes sense now." Winona looked from Mina to Teague. "Congratulations, your son is demonstrating his powers already, this is unheard of in a fae not even born. But, that shouldn't surprise me, look at who is parents are. The prince is demonstrating the call."

Mina let a weak smile show. "Did you hear that my son, you're powerful already."

"What can we do, how can we help her? Our son is in distress, but if we can't calm him, we could lose them both. I could lose them both. I can't go through that again. I won't." Teague tried to hide the tears that threaten to come forth. He squeezed Mina's hand tightly in his, wishing he could take her pain away.

Winona curtly nodded. "Ever, use your pixie dust so embellish joy. I'll use the lure. That should calm the prince." She gently rubbed Mina's belly.

"Anything for the new little gimp." Ever said quietly as her wings began to flutter. Pixie dust land around them in a magical hue of bright colors. "Of course, your son already have powers. Good luck getting any sleep with this one. It'll be worse than having twin daughters."

Instantly Mina could take a full deep breath, euphoria radiated on her face. The convulsions ceased, and the ripples lessened. "Oh, now you're happy my son. Thank you, Ever." She stroked her skin where the prince's feet were pressing against her. Mina faced her siren grandmother, while still holding tightly to Teague's hand, who was beaming at them, the pixie dust still effected him as well. "What song are you going to sing for him?"

"Why, a lullaby, of course, only the best for my great-grandson. I'll sign him The Siren's Call."

Teague looked up, "The same one you sang when..." His eyes darken as images plagued his mind. They will both live, they have to. Teague said a silent prayer to whoever was listening.

Winona closed her eyes, as she began to use the lore.

"Heed this Siren's call,

Come one, Come all.

You are far from home.

But you will never be alone.

We are here in this melody, my dear.

Listen to our song,

it is you we are calling to.

Let the ocean carry you along.

Swim back as we sing to you.

We hear your fears, but you are not gone.

Our voices will soothe your sorrows.

Let us be your guide,

you will see the new dawn of tomorrow.

We sirens are always by your side,

we will rejoice when you finally arrive.

Heed this siren's call,

come on, come all.

You are far from home.

But, you will never be alone.

We are here in this melody, my dear."

As the Siren sang, a calmness went over the unborn prince. Mina was able to regain composure. An easiness rested over the group, as Mina turned towards Teague. "My love, it's time." She smiled.

Teague's fears rose to the surface as he tried to stifle the memories. But, he took a deep breath and kissed Mina's forehead. "Mina, every day I have held you in my arms I didn't think I could love you more. You prove me wrong time and again, as my love you increase tenfold every time I looked into your eyes. We have been through so much together, and you, my love, have been incredibly strong through everything. You are my strength when I have none. You were my soul when mine was corrupted. You held me close on the worse day of our lives. You've given me an incredible daughter, and now we will be graced with a son."

Teague's show of affection so blatantly in front of everyone made Mina blush. She reached to caress his face. There was a loud banging on the door.

"Momma! Momma! Is he here? Is he here yet? I can meet my brother now?" Teague knew that Selene's hands were cupped around her mouth as she shouted through the enchanted mahogany doors.

"I'll call for you as soon as he's here. Go, be with our daughter, she needs us too." Mina's hand fell away from Teague's face.

"Mina's in good hands, Teague. You know we'll take care of both of them." Ever words comforted him. He nodded at the pixie and siren and placed one last kiss on Mina's lips as he made his way to the door.

Quickly he glided through the door and shut it without letting Selene see her mother. Teague scooped up his daughter again and nuzzled her. He looked down the hall at Nix's running form, his shaggy red hair bouncing over his eyes.

"S-so s-sorry." Nix panted as he came to an abrupt halt. He bent over with his hands on his knees, breathing hard. "This little one asked to play hid and seek. I didn't know she'd run clear over here."

Teague chuckled softly and shook his head. "You were outwitted by a five-year-old. Com'on Nix, don't you have two daughters?"

"They are two! They can barely form coherent sentences, let alone figure out how to trick their lovingly and most caring father." His lips quivered at the thought of his daughters tricking him. "This young lady takes after you and her mother. The most stubborn and sneaking child I have ever met!" Nix took Selene from her father's arms. "But, you're lucky you're so cute!" His fae green eyes beamed at the young girl. "You're so adorable! You didn't mean to trick ole Nix, did you? Did you?"

"Yes! I tricked you!" She squealed with joy. "But I still love you."

"Child, apologize to your godfather. And Nix, she's five years old, you don't have to use that infant babble with her." Teague crossed his arms and held a stern appearance. She glowered at him, using his own stare against him. He sighed, she had the King of Darkness wrapped around her finger. They were in for a lot of trouble when she reached her teenage years.

Their eyes lit up as the cry of a newborn baby filled their ears.

Selene wiggled vigorously in Nix's arms, he made a vain attempt at hanging on to the child before almost dropping her. "He's here! He's finally here!" Luckily for him, he caught her before she flung herself clear to the ground.

This time Teague knocked, as Mina would have more of an audience. "You are still indisposed, my love?" He mused at her.

"Bring them in, it's not like I could order you to leave anyway, my King." Mina laughed as she juggled the new prince in her arms.

"Nothing could stand in our way!" Nix started to rush through the doors but reluctantly remembered that Teague and Selene should go first. He passed the five-year-old back to her father and held the door for them.

"There's our boy," Teague whispered. Winona moved down on the bed, allowing Teague to be closer to his wife.

Mina wince as Selene crawled over to them, pressing too hard on Mina's newly vacation stomach.

Teague stroked the smooth skin on his new son's face. His eyes closed, as he yawned hard and cued. His hair was almost raven black, but Teague was sure it would lighten, just as Selene's had. His skin was fair, just as pale as his mothers.

He looked up to see Nix's arms wrapped around Ever. Her head leaned against his. "Let's have another one! Three is better than two right?" Ever looked at Nix like he had lost his ever-loving mind.

"And do you plan on giving birth this time? Uh-uh, no way. Not again."

"Just one more? It won't be so bad if it's just one more? The twins could use a brother." He nuzzled against her. Ever growled.

Mina tore her gaze away from her snoozing prince. "My love, are your worries gone? Everything went better than expected, we just had to calm him down."

"My worries will never truly be gone, but I am content." He wrapped his arms around the love of his life.

"What's his name?" Selene bounced up and down, causing her mother to wince again.

Her father placed a calm hand on her. As she looked up at her mother. "His name is Cyrus. Like the sun."

"And I'm your sister, Selene, like moon goddess from another world."

"I'm going to tell the fae lights that it's time to let our world that the prince has arrived." Winona lovingly patted her granddaughter's arm before excusing herself.

"Just wait until everyone gets here. They can't wait to meet you!" Mina kissed her son's cheek.

***Later That Night***

Teague rocked his new son in the nursey. The palace was now buzzing with voices and laughter. Nan, Brody, and Mina's brother, Charlie, came just moments after Cyrus did.

Now, later in the evening, Mina was asleep and Teague needed a moment to himself. Just him and his newborn son.

His greatest fears were almost realized again today. He had to remind himself, over and over that this was different. It was not like before. Everything was different now.

Tears spilled out from his stark white eyes that he could no longer hold back. He remembered that day so vividly. He remembered the pain and shock. Teague was the King of Darkness, the reaper of death, and yet he was powerless that day. There was nothing in his power that could bring back the child that they lost. The son that had died in their arms.