Toni's dream at the end was written by the ever lovely Lady-Pryien!

Telling everyone was easy enough after that. Lovino told his grandfather who hugged him tightly and clamped Antonio the back. Though he did look down at himself and whisper something about being too young to be a great grandfather. Lovino wrote a letter to Feliciano- who responded by the evening. He was ecstatic and would being coming up for a shower when Lovino was farther along.

Eduard wasted no time in telling the whole kingdom. And the kingdom wasted no time sending gifts. Bassinets by the score, mobiles of all sorts of themes, bottles and diapers. And Lovino was only a few weeks along.

"Sire, we've gotten another set of baby clothes." Eduard said fixing his glasses. "As well as people who want to see our queen."

"Um..." Antonio said, sitting on the throne and leaning on one hand. "I guess put it with the rest of the gifts..."

"What are we going to do with all of this stuff?" Lovino asked

"Use what we can and give the rest away?" Antonio asked "Eduard keep track of who gave what and send them all thank you notes." Antonio ordered. "As for seeing the queen... We'll do a painting when Lovino is farther along."

"And we'll have a party." Lovino said. "Talk to people. Show them me and the baby are healthy." Lovino said looking down and rubbing his stomach lovingly.

"We've got lots of letters." Dimas said coming from the grounds. "So many letters of congratulations."

"Should they be given thank you notes as well sire?" Eduard asked with a sigh.

"It's polite." Antonio said. "Feel free to delegate the work to others."

"Thank you sire..." He said and left them to get to work.

"It's been two weeks and people are already asking about genders and baby names." Dimas said. "And offering baby names."

"We probably should talk about baby names..." Antonio sighed.

"Dimas is available."

"I was thinking maybe Maria?" Lovino asked

"I'm touched Lovino." Antonio said but sighed "But... No. That affair is too fresh... What about your parents? I don't think you ever told me their names."

"Dante and Giana." Lovino said "I wasn't particularly close to my father and my mother... Well I don't know."

"The baby doesn't have to be named after anyone." Antonio said "We can name them whatever we please."

"You have a lot of suggestions..." Dimas said "Everyone and their mother wants to name this baby."

"We can't just name the baby anything. They need the perfect name." Lovino insisted.

"The name will come." Antonio said. "In the mean time, if you think of a possible name, write it down and every week or so, we'll look it over."

"You should have one before you throw any party." Dimas said "You know that's all people are going to ask you about."

"Or you know, how the hell I'm having a baby." Lovino said.

"You know, I read a few of the letters..." Dimas said after a moment. "Holy shit. I don't think people know you're a man."

"Of course they do." Lovino insisted. "There are paintings of me sold in the Kingdom! Stuff with my face on it sells. I'm flat chested, I have short hair-"

"Lovino. When we first met I thought you were a girl." Dimas reminds him,

"I was wearing a skirt!"

"You wear dresses." Dimas pointed out.

"I... So?" Lovino crossed his arms. "They're very comfy and warm."

"And you look very girly." Dimas said placing his hands on his hips. "Look at these things. Child bearing hips!"

"That I grew for the baby! They'll be gone after the baby is born."

"Really?" Antonio asked with a pout. "I like your hips. They're very sexy."

"Please, keep the hips." Dimas said. "They are so lovely."

"Am I just a pair of hips to you two?" Lovino asked and pouted.

"No!" they both said and hugged him. Lovino sighed and hugged them back.

000

"I can't believe that many people have given us gifts." Antonio said starting to undress for bed. "What do you have?" Antonio asked. Lovino was laying on his side with a book.

"A book on parenting." He said. "What?"

"Nothing. You're just too cute." Antonio said and kissed his head. "I'm going to bed."

"I'm gonna stay up and read this awhile, the light won't bother you, will it?" Lovino asked.

"Nope. Night Lovi."

"Night." Lovino said.

"Night Dimas." Antonio said.

"Night." Dimas said from his mattress on the floor. He couldn't sleep alone in case whatever happened to him, happens again. But Lovino wasn't going to allow him to sleep with Marcello. Antonio cuddled up beside Lovino, listening to him flip pages in his book lulling him to sleep.

A light rumbling could be heard outside, but it was drowned out by the humming. A woman stood off in the corner, barely illuminated by the kerosene lamp. Her humming turned into a soft lullaby. Antonio smiled tiredly, feeling warm and comfortable. He wiggled a bit in bed and the singing stopped, "Oh my sweet Antonio~" the woman's whispering voice echoed. She walked over as another crack of thunder clapped. She sat down and hummed again as she ran her fingers over his cheek, "Such a strong little wolf…" she whispered. Her fingers were cold and Antonio felt uncomfortable. His warmth was seeping away and being replaced by a cold feeling. The walls were no longer illuminated in the soft glow of a lamp, but rather the cold light of the moon.

He shivered and tried to press closer to the woman as she began singing, her voice the only warmth in the room, but she seemed to disappear. He desperately looked around and found her standing on the opposite side of the room, grabbing a book from the shelf. "Oh Antonio, you love this book…" she said through the singing. She walked over and sat back down beside him.

She began reading to him. He tried to focus, but the humming and singing grew louder. She dropped the book to the floor and chuckled softly, the rest of the noise ceasing immediately. She leaned over, hovering above him, no longer a source of warmth, but rather where the ice that froze him was coming from. "My dear, sweet pup…" she said, her icy fingers reaching out to touch his cheek. He tried to push away, but the blanket tightened on him, clenching around him.

He gasped and regretted the decision as breath was harder and hader to suck in.

Lightening flashed and his eyes widened as he stared at the cold unloving face of his mother. Her eyes cold and glassy, although she smiled. Her hands clenched down over his throat, "My baby boy, so sweet and precious." she hissed, "So strong. So beloved."

He choked and tried to reach up and pry her fingers off of him. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't move. The blanket was so tight.

"Sleep now, Antonio, Sleep... be a good boy… sleep for mommy… such a good boy… Antonio…. Antonio, baby… Antonio…"

"ANTONIO." Lovino screamed. He jolted awake taking a big gulp of breath- those eyes burned into his eyelids. Lovino hugged him tightly

"What happened...?" Antonio asked but part of him knew

"You weren't breathing..." Dimas said "You're face was blue."

"I had a dream." He said. "And you won't believe what happened."