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Chapter Nine

As the sun rose over the tops of the mountains, Marion awakened from the deep state of slumber she had been underneath during the course of the night in Cohra's embrace and slipped on some clothes she had nestled in the area. She chose to wear a black tank top and black shorts for the day to go with her black hiking boots. Her hands brought her hiking gear onto the bed and worked to get her belongings into it. While she was preparing for them to head off to see the house that they were going to be moving into, her eyes glanced over to where her mate was getting himself ready to head out for the trek that was before them that day.

He was fixing to take them all out on a journey to the place that they would be calling their home. It would be the same place where Mariah had been living her life at with her former father who had been replaced by Cohra after it was brought to their attention that she had been abused by him. She was now their child and there was nothing else to discuss about it. While she was pregnant with Cohra's offspring, she didn't plan to put that child above Mariah or Mariah above it. They were still her children and she would do all she could to take care of them, as well as her husband.

Her attention shifted away from him to the doorway of their room to find a sleepy Mariah standing there, rubbing her eyes. The sight brought a smile to her face as she walked up to her and knelt down in front of her as she spoke to her, softly.

"Good morning, Mariah. Did you sleep good last night?" She watched her daughter give a nod of her head to her while she had on one of her extra shirts that looked almost like a dress on her from how big it seemed to be on her small frame. Her eyes took notice of some of the bruises on her face seeming to be fading away while there others that were still pretty fresh and would more than likely turn a couple more colors before they would fade away themselves. Turning her attention back to her eyes, she flashed her a warm smile and made the move to talk with her a little bit. "Today, we are going to be heading to your house to see about the three of us moving inside of it."

"Four." Mariah said with a little confusion in her voice.

"I'm sorry?"

"Four, mama."

She wasn't quite sure at first as to what Mariah was saying to her. It was only when she registered her small hand pressing against her stomach that she knew right then what she was trying to say to her. With a nod of her head, she let out her response with a slight chuckle in her voice to her.

"You are right. The four of us will be moving inside of it."

She enjoyed seeing Mariah giving a nod of her head and smiling to her. Her eyes shifted towards Cohra to find him walking up to where she had been squatting down to talk with her daughter. Moving herself to stand upright, she watched him knelt down on the ground as he spoke to Mariah in a soft voice despite it coming across a little more fierce than he had wanted it to.

"Get on my back, Mariah." He said. "I am going to carry you on my back on our way to where the house is located at so you don't get too tired."

Marion smiled at how he was going to assist their daughter back to the house she had called her home before coming there to the ship for shelter. He wasn't wanting her to get tired or hurt during the treacherous walk through the rain forest to get to the house by the water tower. She waited for Mariah to move herself over to where she could get onto his back without much difficulty before she spoke up to him with a soft tone in her voice.

"How long will it take us to get there, Cohra?"

"It should only take us a few minutes at best," he replied, moving to stand up. "but I think that it would be best for Mariah to ride on my back so that way then she will be safe if there are any snakes in the area that we will be move through."

"Aren't you concerned about me?"

"Of course I am…but, unlike Mariah, you are carrying that gun of mine and know how to shoot it very good."

"Mama knows how to shoot a gun?"

"That is right, little one, and she has protected your papa with it very nicely."

"I want to learn how to shoot a gun too. I want to protect."

"Perhaps when you are a little older, Mariah." Marion spoke up to the little girl, trying to keep her from acting out too much or getting too excited. "For right now, let's just work on getting to your home."

"Okay, mama." Mariah replied, yawning. "I might take a nap on papa's back."

"That would be a good idea."

Marion proceeded out of the house with him at his side and waited until they moved into the courtyard before she spoke up to him in a whisper.

"We really don't intend to letting her shoot a weapon, are we?"

"I don't see why not, Marion." Cohra replied as he walked with her towards where the tunnel was located. "If she is taught how to use a gun at an early age, as well as other weapons, she will be able to know the proper way to hold it and how to use it without hurting herself on accident."

"She is just a little girl though. She doesn't need to be knowing to kill someone or something at such a young age-"

"We will discuss this later, Marion." Cohra chuckled a little as he started to mimic the tone of voice she had been using to their daughter. "For right now, let's get going to our new home."

I really love you, Cohra, but you can be such a smug smartass when you want to be.

Smirking at how he spoke to her while he walked a little ahead of her, Marion took one more look back at the ship they were leaving prior to catching up to where he was in the tunnel and moving at a steady pace at his side as they were making the trip from where they had been staying towards their new home that was in another part of the rain forest.