Alright, before I start this chapter I'd like to apologize that my former chapters were so short. I'll try to make the next ones longer. It will just take me longer to post them.

Ok, secondly, I'm trying to get as many people as possible to take my poll. If you haven't taken it yet please do.

Thirdly, Disclaimer: Most of these characters are brilliant Tammy's. Yes, she is brilliant no matter what you say.

Last thing, I promised fluff that I didn't get to. Don't worry! I will bring you fluff!

And the next chapter begins…

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After Daine fainted into Numair's arms, he turned to the healer with a scowl, "And what would be your name?"

"Marron sir," the healer's voice shook as he answered.

Numair wanted to blast the man apart for hurting his wife, but he had promised Daine he wouldn't.

He sighed, "Marron, what can you do for Daine now?"

"Daine, sir?"

This angered Numair. The man was going to perform an abortion without even knowing the girl's name. He forced himself to calm down and indicated the wildmage to Marron.

Marron cautiously came forward as Numair set Daine on the cot. Marron spread his gift over the girl finding that she had magic being made unusable. It wasn't the gift however. With a closer examination the healer realized it was wildmagic. More than he had ever seen the horse hostlers have. Then he knew. With a gasp he drew back.

Numair leapt forward, "What is it? What's wrong?"

Marron breathed heavily and managed to gasp out, "This is the Wildmage from Tortall! The one they all talk about! Veralidaine Salmalìn! Her magic! There's so much of it!"

Numair blinked, "Yes, but what's wrong with her?"

Marron shook his head to clear it from the minor shock, "Nothing major. She's just tired."

Numair looked at him. The healer seemed like he wanted to say more. "What of the baby?" he asked gripping Daine's hand.

Marron glanced at the mage which he had assumed to be Numair Salmalìn of Tortall. He also assumed that he would not be performing an abortion anymore, "The baby's fine as far as I can tell."

Numair nodded, exhaustion beginning to take over him. Gently he lifted Daine off the cot. He wanted her to wake up; to make sure she was really alright.

Finally he turned his attention back to Marron, "Come with me to my camp. I won't hurt you if you follow."

The healer nodded slowly as Numair began to walk out the room. Cloud and Spots were waiting at the door. A deeply unhappy unit was quickly riding up the hills that lead to the large fort/house.

Alanna was in the front. She looked about ready to explode. Numair sighed heavily; nothing's worse than an angry lioness.

Cloud nipped him impatiently.

"She's alright, Cloud," Numair told the mare, "she's safe now."

The unit reached them.

"WHAT ON EARTH WERE YOU THINKING?" Alanna bellowed out. Marron and Numair winced.

"Alanna calm down. They were going to perform an abortion the moment I came in! I had to do something. Besides she's safe now. That's the most important thing." Numair said trading his glances between Daine and Alanna.

The emotion in Alanna's eyes turned from anger to regret. She sighed, "You're right. I'm sorry. Come; let's get her across the border at least."

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Daine's eyelids slowly began to part. A dark figure loomed over her. She had to blink several times before Numair's face became clear to her.

He gently cupped her cheek, "Shhhh… It's alright Magelet. You're safe now."

Even if something did manage to come out of her voice she didn't think it would be more than a crook, so she smiled at him to reassure him that she was alright.

Worry flooded over her – the baby! Her hands moved to her abdomen. Numair smiled, "She's alright magelet. Alanna checked on her a little while ago."

Daine raised her eyebrows as she found her voice, "She?"

Numair's grin widened, "Yes, it has been confirmed that it is a she."

Daine grinned, "Perfect."

Numair was now laughing at his love's reaction. Daine settled back into the pillows, "Everything's alright then?"

The mage nodded. The leather band that held his hair up popped out. He swore. Daine giggled remembering the first time she had meant him. She had lost her temper and stomped off into the woods. Numair had found her. After she apologized his hair tie had come out. That was when one of their first conversations had happened.

Numair was looking at her; obviously thinking of the same thing she was.

The next thing she knew he was kissing her softly on the lips. A cough came from the doorway. Alanna stood there hands on hips. The couple blushed.

"Well, I'll ignore that for now," the red head said. Then her direction turned directly to Daine, "We're in Tortall now. Just so you know."

Daine nodded before a sharp pain went through her stomach. She cried out.

"Daine!" Numair lunged for her.

Alanna was over in a second. She placed her hands on Daine's temples as another shot of pain went through her young friend. She gasped at what she saw.

"Um, Daine," she began, not sure what to say.

"What is it, Alanna?" Numair yelled impatiently.

"Well, um, your baby's not quiet human at the moment."

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Ok, if you're smart you'll know what it wrong, but still, it leaves you in some suspense. Alright, not a hole lot but deal with it.

Ya! I finished before I thought I would. Is this chapter long enough for you all? Tell me! Go review.