Hey guys, and happy Halloween! Here it is, the fourth one-shot of the series. Also, Descendants 2 has finally aired over here. This means I can start creating the plot for the direct 'Warriors' sequel, which is going to be based off of Descendants 2. Anyway, you'll find the chapter after I've responded to your reviews:

OddDangerSpiritualCyberLover17: Here is the next chapter.

Because I Can and Will: Kuzco, yes! Nobody is safe in this universe, not even this peculiar emperor. But the family did make it. Thanks for reviewing!

Enjoy!

-Writer207

The sun was shining brightly over the small road to Adeleyn while the cold winds blew. Three strangers walked this road, trying to get to the village as soon as they could. There still were some miles to cover even though this was one of the lesser known routes to Adeleyn, people still used it. People still could recognize them.

The two men and the pregnant woman continued even when the patrol car drove by. You couldn't miss it: a clean, white car riding down the concrete road, a red heart recently painted on the hood. The woman and older man held their heads down, hoping the cops – no, goons – would not notice them. the younger man was terrified as well, but he found the courage to glance at them when they drove by.

The men in the car wore sunglasses, so he could not read them or see whether or not they were looking at him. The red hearts on the chest of their white shirts were rather prominent. They had to be wearing those clothes to stay alive, and he wondered whether they were forced to carry around those spears if they had to patrol on foot.

The car passed them without giving them a passing glance. Once, the younger man would've looked around in curiosity. Now, he has taught himself that it only made him look suspicious, something that could cost him his life.

"I liked it better when Facilier was in charge here," the older man said with a thick French accent. At least Facilier lacked the oversight, at least he did not punish people at random or when they broke the curfew. But Mulan's friends killed him in retaliation. With Facilier gone, the Queen of Hearts took his land. Every petty crime became just as deadly as the worst crime. After all, she still liked to behead people.

"I know, Lumière," Adam said, "but they can't get to us." As long as they did not do anything that could attract her attention, they could travel through her lands. Adam would still feel better if they left this place. But doctor Burgh, an old friend of Lumière's, was waiting in Adeleyn. He was the only one they could trust to help Belle give birth. Any other friend would've helped, of course, but there was nobody more trustworthy than doctor Burgh.

The trio walked with a steady pace – Lumière up front, Belle in the middle and Adam behind her. The speed at which they walked was dictated by how fast Belle could walk at some point. They almost had reached Adeleyn – they only needed to walk for half an hour until an hour to get there. Adam knew his wife. Sometimes, she slowed down a bit, only to go back to the previous speed after a couple of minutes. And even though he knew nothing about the matter of giving birth, he did know women have contractions that can sometimes be painful. He interpreted her slowing down as feeling these contractions and hoped the baby would stay put for another hour.

Belle slowed down again and Adam followed suit. It wasn't a big deal – she must have another contraction. He wished he could tell her they would rest, but they already had a break half an hour. Also, they were still fugitives and on the run, not necessarily from Gaston.

She stopped, placing her right hand on her belly and the other on her side. Adam held her left arm to support it and stood next to her. Lumière now also stopped in his tracks, turning his head to the couple.

"What is it?" he asked her.

"The baby's coming," she said quickly. Adam blinked once, twice and his flushed.

"N-now?" No, not now! Anytime would've been better than now.

"Yes, now," Belle confirmed and Adam started to panic. He felt like he needed to do something, but all he could think of were the circumstances. Here, on this road, only half an hour away from doctor Burgh, who was going to help them with this birth, in these worst of the worst times to be born. Couldn't the kid have waited until they reached Adeleyn?

Lumière, upon hearing this, promptly turned around and came to the couple. Once Lumière was at her side, Adam took off his jacket and put it on the ground. They helped her sit down on the ground. Belle puffed and Adam panicked, for he didn't know what he was supposed to do or say.

"Can you hold it in?" he asked. He regretted it immediately when Belle glared back at him. Not the best question to ask in this situation, but he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Lumière took off his own jacket and wrapped it around Belle, to protect her from the cold winds that still blew. She thanked him for it.

"You're doing great," he told her, "You tell us when you're ready to go again" Adam looked at the road to Adeleyn while Lumière spoke. They still were at least half an hour away from the town. With Belle in this condition, he doubted whether she could walk that far.

He waited for her to be able to go on. He counted the seconds, and every minute felt like an eternity on this road. He could only think about what would happen if they got caught and recognized - they still were on the run. And the kid… What would happen if it decided it wanted to be born? Adam already did not know what to do, and he dreaded having to help his wife give birth, if only because he feared to screw things up and losing her and their unborn child.

He was so in thought, he couldn't hear the car coming. He realized something was up when Lumière kept staring to the right, at something behind the former King. Adam turned around, now finally becoming aware that the car came nearer. However, he sighed once he saw it. A dark blue car - not one the Queen of Hearts would use.

The car slowed down and stopped near them. An older woman stepped out of it and came to them.

"Are you okay?" She asked them.

"She needs to see a doctor," Lumière said, "Are you going to Adeleyn?"

For a moment, Adam feared they would be recognized. Not every couple traveled around with an older, clearly French-speaking butler.

The woman glanced at Belle, her eyes resting on the big belly. She then rather quickly made a decision.

"Get in the car," she said. The woman helped Belle to stand up, together with Lumière. Adam picked up his jacket and walked towards the car himself. He did not get in, though. First, he watched how they helped Belle get into the car. When he was certain she was safely in there, he stepped in there himself. Belle sat on the left, while Lumière occupied the middle back seat.

Again, Adam had just watched out of fear that he'd screw things up. He couldn't really explain this fear, but it was present and a big nuisance. At least Lumière was still around and able to help Belle without being afraid of some irrational consequences.

"We can get you to the hospital in Cinderellasburg-" the man said.

"Thanks, but if you'd take us to Adeleyn, we'd already be grateful," Adam said. The man did not react for a while, keeping his hands rested on the steering wheel. Adam wondered if he said anything wrong, wondered what the man was thinking about.

The man started the engine. "To Adeleyn it is," he said and they drove off. Adam sighed in relief. In Adeleyn, nobody knew the' except for doctor Burgh, who knew Lumière. If they got anywhere near Cinderellasburg, a major city on high alert, they would definitely be recognized.

During the ten minute drive to the town, he talked with the elderly couple while Lumière helped Belle in every way that he could. He learned a lot about them – they liked to talk about themselves and the family – and did not gave much away. If they knew too much, they could be persecuted by the local authorities for knowing and helping refugees, whether the couple knew who those refugees were or not.

The ten minutes flew by quickly, and before they knew it, they arrived in Adeleyn. The couple dropped them off at the marketplace, with Adam helping Belle get out of the car while Lumière thanked them for the ride here.

"Good luck, you three," the woman told them before the car drove off again. They watched the car leave. Once it was out of sight, Adam and Belle followed Lumière. He knew these roads better than them, for he had come here many times before them.

Five minutes seemed to be too much for Belle. During those five minutes, they halted some seconds to let Belle recover. Adam started to carry her after two minutes, to get to doctor Burgh.

Finally, after what seemed to be a long time, they arrived at doctor Burgh's practice. Lumière opened the door and held it open until Belle and Adam finally walked into the waiting room. Belle now almost screamed in pain. Who knew childbirth could be that painful? Well, Adam did know, but he never thought much about it until this day.

"Samuel?" Lumière opened the door to the actual practice. "Samuel, are you home?"

There came no response for a little while. Then, they heard someone walk down some stairs. The old doctor walked into the waiting room, squinting his eyes – the glasses did not help him too much with distinguishing who's who. Adam's confidence in the doctor decreased as soon as he saw him. Doctor Burgh smiled when he became aware of the three people in the waiting room.

"Lumière!" he said, pulling Lumière in a tight hug. "It's been too long, old friend? What brings you here?"

"Doctor Burgh," Adam responded, "My wife is close to giving birth. Please help her."

The doctor nodded, a serious look on his face replacing the smile. "Well, what are you waiting for? Bring her inside!" Adam did as he was told while Lumière held the door open for them. Adam did not look at all the devices in this practice but rather focused on getting his wife on the bed.

What followed next was one big blur. Adam did not remember the details and everything seemed to happen so fast. He held his wife's hand, even when she squeezed his and almost broke it during moments of pain. Other than that, he remembered Lumière walking around at the request of the doctor to get him the needed material and remembered Belle screaming, shouting, crying as time went on. He remembered hating having to hear this and remembered telling her it would be okay.

This daze ended when the baby cried. Adam sighed in relief as his wife stopped screaming. They looked at each other, knowing the other felt the same bliss. By the time they turned their heads back to doctor Burgh and Lumière, their friend already wrapped the child in a blanket, to keep it warm.

"It's a boy," Lumière said, handing the baby to his mother. If it was even possible, they smiled wider than they've ever done in their life. Especially Adam thought he had never grinned more widely. He could barely believe that he was a father. He had a son. His son, his little guy.

"Ben," Belle said. Adam nodded. Ben… perfect name for a perfect baby. He would grow up so beautifully.

This bliss soon turned to uncertainty. So far he had been able to protect his family. So far, they were 'safe'. But that definition of safety did not really apply to them, not as long as every villain on the mainland hunted them down and wanted to kill them. And if they weren't safe, then surely his son would never be.

He wasn't the first of this new generation. yet, like everyone else, he still had to live in this cruel world that would never accept him as the 'son of Adam and Belle'. His very existence was unwanted by the current rulers of Auradon. Any child, no matter how small, grows up, and they could start causing trouble in their adulthood. The next generation of children of heroes, Ben's generation, posed a threat.

Adam shook his head. No, he thought. Not now. Those were worries for later. Tomorrow, he could worry. Today, he should allow himself to take a deep breath and enjoy the first moments of being a father. Tomorrow, he could worry again.