Kuon:
Yeah. I am sure she would kill for a hot bath right now, but at least she was finally able to sleep in a warm bed again ;)
About their reaction? Just find out :P
Marmottine:
Finally Kaer Morhen, but who knows what is waiting for her and the baby in a school where monster hunter were trained :) I am glad you liked the Joke ^^ I tried to figure it out my self how long she is pregnant now (like I said prior, I had nothing planned out for a long time) but I figured it must be around 15 weeks along, so it happened in one of their first intercourses.
Her bump is already showing a bit, so it won´t be able to hide it much longer.
Hellowalls:
Welcome on board. Glad you like my writing so far and please feel free to let me know what you think or what you maybe want to read :)
Their nap had lasted for a few hours and the sun was already beginning to settle when they returned to the other two Witchers.
The days here will be even shorter with those mountains around. I am not sure I can hide this bump a lot longer. We need to talk about how to break the news.
Milli had changed into something more comfortable and she yearned for a warm bath after nearly two months with only cold stream water to wash. But that could wait a day more. Now it was more important to her to get to know the men better, she was living with from that day on.
And to find something to eat. Luckily, she hadn´t had any strange cravings jet. Only once, had Lambert to organize something else for her to eat, her pregnant hormones wouldn´t let her eat a bunny he had killed; and so he went and grabbed a few wild apples, he had found growing in the woods.
"Food here will be like the it was on the road. "Lambert explained.
"Yeah, I figured. Maybe I can get a little garden started, one half with vegetables and the other with herbs for your oils and potions. Maybe an Appletree." She mused.
"Need to talk with Vesemir about that. He is the one taking care of Kaer Morhen."
"Will ask him later. But for now, am I hungry." Milli smiled.
Entering the great hall, they found the two Witchers they were looking for sitting at a long table near a big fire place. Both had a tankard in front of them, with what she assumed was beer.
And I can´t try one. Hopefully they don´t get suspicious.
"Good evening Lovebirds. Finished between the sheets?" Eskel greeted them with a huge grin on his face.
"Fuck off, Eskel!"
"Boys behave. I am sorry Milli, I don´t think they will ever grow up." Vesemir shook his head.
"Don´t worry. What did a friend of mine always tell me? ´men never grow up, they only get bigger. ´ Now, is there some sitting order I need to know or can I sit where I want?" She stated with a wink.
"Sit wherever you like. We will need to stock up our provisions with you living here now."
"You might to get more then. Geralt said something about gathering allies to fight of the Wild Hunt. Apparently, they are after Ciri." Lambert piped in, reaching for a mug.
"Ciri? That's a new one. Last time I saw him, he was looking for Yennefer."
"He did find her, now they are looking for the little princess."
"Where did you met him?"
"Around two months ago in Novigrad. He stole two of my kills- shared the coin later at Dandelions and Zoltan´s establishment." Lambert answered, helping himself to some beer and offering his companion some water.
Milli felt the fresh scar on her neck itch with the mention of Novigrad and he had gone silent for a short while after.
"We? You met Geralt then as well, Milli?"
"Yeah, I was unconscious the most time, though." She mumbled.
"Why were you unconscious the most time?"
"Bet Lambert fucked her senseless. Can´t blame him." Eskel muttered with a mocking grin on his face, and she saw Lambert tense.
Don´t kill him, he is only mocking.
"Could have been the reason. Unfortunately, it wasn´t. Apparently do bloodsuckers love my blood and want to eat me whenever they cross my path." Milli answered annoyed, that Eskel always had to take a jab at Lambert.
"That´s how you got the scar on your neck? Looks like you lost a lot of blood."
"Yeah, and those on my back as well. Those are keepsakes from our first day on the road, though."
"You used the law of surprise and then let her get hurt on the road? I thought we thought you better than that! To be responsible." Vesemir sighted.
"I went to hunt to feed us. If you hadn´t notice, the medallion is pretty useless around her."
"Then how did you get her out there alive?"
"She can be loud if she wants to. Heard her scream and when I entered camp, the bloodsucker was screeching in pain. I just had to end it." Lambert explained, sending her a wink, the other two a calculating glance.
Men.
"For fucks sake. Why does everything resolve around the two of us heaving sex? And no, it wasn´t Lambert who couldn't leave it in the pants, he only helped me out. And please be honest, would you just stop then? But don´t worry, I am not going to take your beauty sleep." Lambert and Eskel both nearly choked on their drinks about her outburst.
"Regarding beauty. Your hair is unusual. It must have brought problems on the road." Vesemir asked interested, looking at her blue strands of hair.
"I used to dye it like that. But somehow it started to grow like this since I am here. Got me in problems with the Witchhunters once. But I think that wasn´t the only reason." She explained, grabbing some bread. "it got quite long though, could one of you lend me a hand and cut it a bit?"
"Where is the dagger I gave you?"
"Upstairs and I am to lazy to get it now." Milli shrugged.
"Tell me where and I will help." Lambert grumbled, earning confused looks from his comrades.
"Who are you and what have you done with Lambert?" Eskel laughed.
"It is the same with Yennefer and Geralt. A woman really changes a man." Vesemir stated.
The next couple of hours they sat there, the men drinking beer and mead (she only water, tough she really wanted to taste it) talking about this and that. But never did they mention that Milli was with child.
The first time Milli had woken up that day was when Lambert got up to join his brothers to train.
"It is still early. Sleep for a bit longer. Your body need every little bit it can get." He mumbled, giving her a little kiss on the cheek, before heading out of the room. He would have preferred to stay with her in bed, to have her sleeping in his arms and be able to hear her breathing, his hand resting where their child where growing. Since their confessions about their feelings Lambert had caught himself more than once just watching her sleep.
Looking back at her once more time, the Witcher left to meet up with his brothers, Milli slipped back into a light slumber.
The second time she woke up, and feared for her and her child, was due to light touches and a moving weight on her legs. First, she had though a cat, that lived in the castle, had found its way into Lamberts chambers, but then she remembered how almost every animal tried to get away from him. That was when she heard the choking breaths.
That's no cat!
Sitting up with a start, her eyes fell on a creature that was crawling over her legs. It looked like mutated baby with sharp teeth and purple skin.
What is that?
Knowing anything with sharp teeth probably wants to kill her, she jumped to her feet and hurried out of the door.
Don´t fall down the stairs. Jut find Lambert or the others.
Existing the stairwell and entering the great hall, she looked around to find any signs of the Witchers. Hearing the breaths and grunts coming closer, she made her way towards the big doors and out to the courtyard.
"LAMBERT?! ESKEL?! VESEMIR?!" She shouted as loud as she could. But she got no answer, her heart began to beat faster, who knows what that thing was able to do with her.
Not bothering she was only dressed in the shirt she usually wore to sleep in, the pregnant woman walked to the area where she first met Vesemir and Eskel.
Please be there!
Walking through another gate, she heard the distanced noises of swords hitting swords.
Thank goodness!
"Lambert!" She shouted again, and the three men stopped with what they were doing.
"Looks like your woman needs you." She heard Eskel laugh, but her thoughts where still with the thing following her.
"Why is there a mutated baby following me, trying to eat me? Seriously why does anything want to eat me?", Milli asked, fear evident in her voice and posture, as soon as she was at their sides. Hearing that, the men were on high alert, their eyes searching for a threat.
"What do you mean?", Vesemir asked her with a professional voice.
"There is a purple skinned baby with shark teeth crawling after me. And to make this worse these fucking scars are itching again!"
"Where did you saw it last?" Eskel demanded to know.
"It was crawling over my legs when I was sleeping. That woke me up. It followed me through the great hall and- there, that's the thing I mean." The young woman stated, motioning to the little moving figure coming down the same path as she did just moments earlier. Before she had even ended the sentence, three broad shouldered men stood in between her and the thing, silver swords drawn and ready to kill.
"Step back, Milli." Lambert ordered, his worry for her and their child evident in his voice.
She took a few more steps back (just in case) and her eyes widened in fear and shock when the baby turned into something else. Now it looked like a mixture between a Ghoul and a Licker from the Resident Evil franchise. It had sharp fangs and was fast, but it stood no chance against three Witcher at once. It had no chance of survival.
Nausea hit her when it was cut into halves and the smell of rotting flesh and puss entered her nose.
Oh God.
Toppling over, she puked and heaved what felt like hours, the stench was too much for her pregnant stomach.
Finished, she accepted Lamberts hand and stood up.
"Thank you" she mumbled and send each man a thankful smile. But Eskel and Vesemir looked like there was something amiss.
Have I done something wrong?
"What is wrong?" She asked, fearing the answer she might get.
"That thing was a Botchling. It is born of dead. They are unwanted babies that died were discarded without a proper burial." Vesemir began to explain and Milli saw Lamberts body tense.
"They feast of pregnant women and their unborn children." Eskel finished and the young woman understood the faces she saw.
"Oh. Okay." She mumbled, glancing over to Lambert for his help.
"Neither of you seem to be surprised by that statement.", Vesemir stated, his eyes flickering from Milli to Lambert and back. "You knew she is expecting and still decided to bring her here. To bring her on a journey that could easily mean her and the unborn child´s death. How long did you know, and how could you accept a pregnant woman as a price? I am really disappointed in you!"
"Whoa. Hold your tits Vesemir," she interjected, before Lambert could say anything, "We found out about a month ago. We are traveling together for around four. What should he have done? Leave me in some village in the middle of a war? With blue hair and dropped of by a Witcher? To abandon his own unborn child. And yes- I know that is not possible, but I am sorry to break the news, but your trial of grass isn´t as inerrant as you think! So, suck it up, he did nothing wrong!"
Her face was red for anger and her heart beat so fast, she feared it would jump out of her body. Taking a few deep breaths, she tried to calm down again, but the anger that burned through her veins wanted to punch the person that laid a hand on her shoulder. She stopped when she realized it was just Lambert. Leaning into his offered embrace, her eyes fell onto the taken aback faces of the other two males. If it was about her outburst, or the news they had just received, she didn´t know.
"Calm down Kitten. They got your point. Breath in and out. Remember you told me that stress is not good for the baby." He mumbled into her ear and feeling his calm heartbeat against her back helped her relax.
"I am sorry Lambert. It wasn´t my decision to make to tell them who the father is." Milli apologised with a weak and tired voice. "But seriously, why is everything trying to eat me?"
"I don´t know. But come, let's get you two inside. A warm bath will do you good, and those two can organize their thoughts in the meantime."
Mhm bath sounds good. But what if there is more around?
Just like he was able to read her mind Lambert offered her to stay with her.
"I could use a bath, too. I start to stink, and the warm water will help my muscles." He grinned.
"If you don´t mind. I would really kill for a relaxing bath."
"You always do." He chuckled.
"True."
That didn´t went as planned for them with the outing about her pregnancy and the father:)