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Chapter Fourteen

Several months later...

Marion had become accustomed to the life she was living with Cohra and Mariah in their family's home in the heart of the rain forest with only the natural elements around them. They got to enjoy knowing they were not near a busy roadway that would have disturbed them at night when they were trying to sleep or if they just wanted some peace and quiet in their home during the daylight hours. It was a pleasant experience for her to have there with their family. Although they didn't have a lot there, it was more than enough for all of them.

She had decided to home school Mariah instead of sending her to the local school out of fear of when she took her to the school that someone there would question how she knew the child or they would recognize her as one of the american university students who were said to be missing and report her to the authorities. Besides, she had been on her way to graduating from the university she was attending with a master's degree in education and a minor in environmental conservation. Marion had decided that she would pass on all she knew to her daughter and that by her teaching her she would be able to explain things to her in a way that were more understandable as opposed to the teaching methods that were implemented in their current day and age that was only confusing and making it harder for students to understand, as well as the parents.

Not only that, but she had been helping Cohra with any news she had to report of anyone in the area that might be trespassing through or would give her a reason to be concerned with their presence. She didn't want anything to endanger the lives of her family and she did all she could in order to ensure their safety. There had been a few human soldiers to stop by the house, but she had made sure to wear a pair of sunglasses in the home along with a wrap to wear on her head to hide her appearance the best as she could, as well as speaking fluent Spanish to the men to throw them off in case they were expecting her to speak English and became more suspicious of her being with Mariah who spoke mainly Spanish but some English. She was prepared to do anything for them.

One sunny day, Marion was doing some gardening outside in the back of her home with her stomach being much larger than it had been. The child that she was carrying was growing bigger in her and had started to cause her to have some pain recently. There was an understanding that her time of pregnancy with a yautja offspring wouldn't be anywhere near as long as one that a human one would be. While she was gathering some vegetables to cook in a stew in the kitchen, a sharp rush of pain had her dropping to her knees from it and causing her to let out a loud cry of pain.

It was a severe contraction taking into effect. The time had come for her to deliver the child she was carrying.

Marion glanced up in time to see Cohra rushing out of the home to where she was on her knees with Mariah coming out behind him with a look of concern on her face for her mother. She looked to Cohra with tears lingering in her eyes as she gave him a response to let him know what he probably already knew.

"It is time, Cohra." She whispered through her sobbing. "The baby is coming."

With it being obvious as to what was going on, She found Cohra quickly gathering her body up into his arms to cradle her. She looked to where Mariah was to see her already preparing to move with them wherever they went. Her eyes tightly shut as she sobbed more from the pain that was ravaging her body. She picked up on him running them in a direction while he spoke to her in a way to calm her.

"It is going to be okay, Marion." Cohra whispered. He struggled to keep his concern for her hidden in his voice as his body hurried with Mariah into the rain forest from their home in a direction. "I am going to get you to the mother ship where you will be able to give birth there safely with medics there to oversee it."

"Please hurry, Cohra. I am afraid that the child will come very soon and we might not make it there to the mother ship."

"I will hurry, my mate."

Marion saw where Mariah was already running a little head of them and scouting the area before motioning them. She had taught her to watch for any sign of danger in the area that could threaten them during the past couple of months in case she was to be somewhere away from them. Her eyes only lingered on her for a few more moments before she had to close them from the pain she was underneath as another contraction rushed through her and had her crying out. The noises she was making only had Cohra to race them quicker deeper into the jungle, drawing closer to where the mother ship was positioned in the valley where Drexel and Ragar's homes were located.

As she was being held by Cohra, she started to have a fear come over her body from the idea that she might not make it through labor and survive to raise the first of the yautja/human offsprings that were to come from his kind mating with her kind. She wanted to live and see the child grow up with her as its mother and Cohra as her father and Mariah as its big sister. The thought of her dying because a complication to her giving birth to a child that was of two different species was something she didn't even want to consider.

Everything is going to be all right. I will be all right. The baby will be all right...Hopefully.

Marion did all that she could with telling herself words that would help her to not be fearful of what was to come for their family. There was no way that she was going to entertain the idea that she wouldn't survive having her child. In her opinion, she would not only survive it but go on to raise the child as she was doing for Mariah and be the first human female in a long time to give birth to a hybrid child. She opened her eyes once the pain eased off some to find them arriving in the area where the mother ship was. Her gaze discovered the yautja leadership that was standing outside of the ship quickly becoming concerned at the sight of her being in distress and fixing to give birth. As another contraction came over her, causing her eyes to close, she listened to Cohra speaking to them with desperation in his voice while talking in their native tongue.