Hello, darlings. Ok first on the list, we are so sorry for the intense cliff-hanger last chapter. We decided we needed to be a little mean. So we hope you can forgive us and enjoy the 9th chapter.
Sebastian returned from town with many boxes of red dresses made by Nina. He hurried upstairs to show them to Grell.
"Grell, I brought you –" Sebastian opened the door and stopped mid-sentence when he saw the room was empty. He set the boxes down and checked the bathroom. Empty. Feeling a little worried, Sebastian rushed out of the bedroom and began checking the entire manor. Grell was nowhere to be found.
"Bardroy! MeyRin! Finnian!" he called out once he reached the foyer. They had to have seen Grell.
The three ran up to Sebastian. "Yes, sir?"
"Where is Grell?" Sebastian demanded.
"Last I saw 'im he told me an' Finny he was going to the garden, he was." MeyRin got a bad feeling. Should she and Finny have gone with Grell? Sebastian hurried out of the manor and to the garden. He searched the entire garden for Grell when a scent caught his attention.
"Another demon," Sebastian growled. His eyes flashed magenta in fury. Grell was gone and another demon had been here. A demon had snuck onto the premises and stolen Grell!
MeyRin, Finny and Bard all ran out to meet Sebastian. "Sebastian! Is he here?"
Sebastian whipped around.
"He was taken by another demon!" he snarled, demonic energy radiating from him. It was their fault Grell was gone.
MeyRin and Finny looked like they were about to cry. Bard's face got very serious and he ran back inside only to return with his own rifle and MayRin's pistols. He tossed MeyRin her weapons, who removed her glasses and caught them skillfully, and cocked his rifle. "Don' worry, Sebastian, we'll all help to get him back."
Sebastian was about ready to murder them, but he had bigger things to worry about.
"Stay here. I don't want to deal with any more of your screw-ups," he growled. With that, Sebastian turned and sprinted off in the direction of the scent. The three servants looked hurt but understood. They stayed as they were told.
Grell became increasingly more fearful the farther he was lead into the woods. His kidnapper took him through so many twists, turns and cutbacks that Grell couldn't remember which way home was anymore. Finally, his kidnapper stopped them and removed his hand from Grell's mouth. Grell's breathing shook in fear as he felt the man grip his hands behind his back.
"P-Please…I don't know what you want, but please don't hurt me. I'm with child…" Grell pleaded with his unseen abductor.
The voice huffed. "I have nothing against you, honey. You just so happen to be the leverage I need." Grell's eyes widened. This man was after Sebastian!
"What do you want with Sebastian?!"
The man chuckled. "So is that the name he was given? How vulgar."
The man pulled Grell back and pushed him against a tree, holding a black claw to his throat.
"Try to escape…" He let the threat hang.
Grell gulped and nodded. "Understood."
He may be a reaper, but he was a pregnant reaper. He could only run so fast. The man grunted and walked in front of Grell, reveling himself. He wore a frilled white shirt, black trousers, and knee-high black boots. He had messy, neck-length midnight black hair that was pulled back. But neither of those were what made Grell shudder. The man had one black eye and one pale white one. And the icy cold and merciless stare chilled him to the core.
"Who are you?" Grell tore his line of vision away from the haunting gaze.
The man bowed slightly. "Excuse me for not introducing myself, madam. I am the wolf demon, Izuar, lovely to make your acquaintance."
Grell swallowed hard. For a kidnapper he was awfully polite and genteel.
Grell nodded to him. "Grell Sutcliff. Nice to meet you?"
Izuar let out a howling laugh that was riddled with evil. "Oh I can assure you, Miss Sutcliff, it is not nice to meet me." He stepped closer to the red reaper. Grell tried to move away from the demon, the sense of pure evil and cruelty was overwhelming. Iuzar crowded Grell up against a tree and smirked. Swiftly, he picked Grell up bridal-style (since it was easier), and began to run. He would get to his hideout and keep Grell there until Sebastian showed up. Iuzar grinned maliciously. After Sebastian arrived he would have his fun. Grell whimpered slightly as he was picked up. The evil that oozed off this demon was sickening and Grell felt nauseated from it.
Iuzar sprinted out of the trees and along the outskirts of London. He eventually came to a farm and slowed down. Iuzar strolled around to the back of the house and used his powers to open the storm cellar. He walked down inside and let the doors shut behind him. It was dark and dank and smelled of mold. Iuzar grinned and dropped Grell to the floor.
"Welcome to your new home, Miss Sutcliff," Iuzar snickered. The red-head grunted as he landed. Grell held his hands to his stomach to feel for the baby. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a couple kicks.
He stood and glared at the demon. "How dare you! Just drop a pregnant lady. And here I thought you were a gentleman."
Iuzar raised an eyebrow.
"You thought wrong," he said simply. "Now, be good and go sit in the corner. I don't want to have to tie you up."
The fear returned as he did what was told of him. He struggled slightly to sit in the chair comfortably. Iuzar smirked.
"Who knew Sebastian would sink so low as to knock up a reaper," he commented. It was too rich! Iuzar would definitely be telling the rest of Hell when he got back. Grell tried not to let the words bother him as he stroked his belly. Iuzar grimaced.
"I'm actually surprised he didn't kill you the moment he found out. But then, maybe he went soft," he muttered. Iuzar walked over and smirked. "Then again, you are rather fetching. You might be worth a fuck if I killed the parasite."
Grell growled. "Don't even try."
Iuzar raised an eyebrow.
"You think you could stop me? Don't make me laugh," he smirked.
Grell held the demon's gaze, a snarl erupting from his throat. "You underestimate me because of my pregnancy. I am, after all, a Grim Reaper."
Iuzar wasn't fazed.
"I've killed your kind before. Easily," he replied. Iuzar gave him an eery smile. "I will certainly enjoy killing you, too, right in front of Sebastian."
Grell was determined to keep his fear hidden. "You can't kill Sebastian. He is stronger than you could ever hope to be!"
Iuzar snarled and gripped Grell by the throat.
"He will die! And do you know why? He will be too stricken with grief over your demise to fight back!" he snapped, releasing Grell with a shove. Grell grunted and held his belly protectively. 'No matter what, I can't let him hurt the baby.' Iuzar sneered.
"It will be amusing to see him break as I disembowel you right before his eyes. I wonder if he'll be excited to see his baby? I wouldn't imagine he would, it's bound to be ugly," he taunted. Iuzar planned to enjoy every minute of his revenge.
Grell tried to keep his temper under control but it was becoming increasingly hard. He allowed himself to focus on the baby's movements instead of Iuzar's words. Iuzar produced a knife from his sleeve.
"I think I'll leave it outside as a present," he chuckled, advancing on Grell. Grell's eyes widened in fear and he backed into the corner, moving his belly away from Iuzar.
"Please, don't! I'm begging you! I'll do anything! Don't hurt my baby!" Tears started to flow from Grell's terrified eyes. Iuzar gave an indifferent shrug.
"You don't have anything I want," he replied with a grin. Grell's eyes went from pleading to rage as he stood and swung his Death Scythe at Iuzar's throat.
"In that case, if you want my baby, you'll have to go through me." Grell's entire demeanor changed as he started the motor of his Scythe. Iuzar was a little shocked, though it didn't last long. His eyes flashed magenta. Growling emitted from every dark corner of the room. Several large, black, snarling wolves stalked out from the shadows.
"I would back up, if I were you, Miss Sutcliff," Iuzar said calmly.
"I'm not going to let you hurt my baby." Grell stood his ground, unafraid. A wolf lunged from behind, snapping at Grell's ankles as Iuzar backed away. The other wolves began to surround the reaper, their eyes changing to demonic magenta.
With the far reach of his weapon and the ripping power, Grell easily fended off the attacks with minimal scratches. Now that he was protecting something precious to him, he was even more deadly than usual. He glared at Iuzar as he stepped in the pool of blood surrounding him and ripped the sides of his dress to allow free movement. He pointed his Death Scythe at Iuzar and snarled threateningly. "You're next."
Iuzar snapped his fingers and more wolves seemed to melt from the shadows.
"I have more underlings at my disposal," he said. "These ones won't be so easy to kill." He pulled out a second knife. The wolves growled at Grell, their eyes glittering intelligently.
Grell started his Scythe again, ready to put up a bloody and merciless fight. "Neither will I."
The wolves lunged at Grell from all sides.
"Won't you be a good girl and sit down? This would be a lot easier for you," Iuzar sighed in annoyance.
Grell snarled. "So you can kill my baby when Sebastian is here?" He lunged for the wolves and easily killed them till he felt a tight pressure in his lower pelvis. He froze. He felt it again. Iuzar took the opportunity of Grell's momentary distraction to appear behind him. He hit Grell against the back of his neck, hard.
"You should have listened to me," Iuzar growled. Grell gasped and his eyes slid shut as he fell, hands wrapped around his belly. Iuzar shook his head. That was ridiculous and a waste of effort. He knelt down and pressed a hand to Grell's belly. Iuzar would have fun cutting him open.
Sebastian had followed the demon's scent all the way to a farm on the outskirts of London. It smelled strongly of death and blood. He growled and followed the scent inside the house first. The entire home was a massacre. The family had been torn apart and everything was coated in blood.
Sebastian frowned. This looked like the handiwork of someone he knew. If it was who he was thinking…He snarled and tore outside and sprinted to the back of the house. This was where Grell was. He could smell his fear over the stench of the other demon. Sebastian ripped the doors to the storm cellar off their hinges and stormed inside. When he got down into the cellar he froze.
"Iuzar!" Sebastian snarled. Iuzar looked up, a sinister smile twisting his lips as he pushed on Grell's stomach again.
"Ah, Sebastian. Come to join in on the fun, have we?"
Sebastian growled.
"Get away from him," he demanded, his nails turning into claws and his fangs lengthening. That bastard would pay for taking Grell.
Iuzar smirked and slid a claw across Grell's enlarged belly, a small slice producing a trickle of blood. "Don't you know that affections just hinder your motives?"
Sebastian snarled and transformed fully. He ran at Iuzar and swiped at him with his claws.
Iuzar dodged the attack and smirked. "No stronger than the last time we met. You'll have to do better than that if you are to protect your disgusting lover. I, on the other hand, have gotten much stronger." Iuzar flexed his arms. Sebastian sneered.
"You merely gained back what you lost. I beat you to a bloody mess last time and I'll do it again," he growled. Sebastian jumped up, rebounded of the ceiling, and dove towards Iuzar, claws outstretched. Iuzar moved to the side and hit Sebastian from above, driving Sebastian's body into the ground.
"As you can see, I have gained even more than that. Heh, pitiful."
"That's what you think!" Sebastian flipped them and punched Iuzar in the gut, then began rapid fire punches to his face. Iuzar grunted and was only able to block one of the hits and push himself away. He whipped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a chuckle.
"Seems I've under-estimated you. She'd better be a great fuck, otherwise you would've backed down by now!" Iuzar transformed, his body emitting more power than Sebastian had ever seen before. Sebastian growled and let his own demonic energy surge. He picked up the dead body of one wolves and flung it at Iuzar. Sebastian flickered out of sight and re-appeared behind Iuzar.
Iuzar swung his arm and hit Sebastian in the neck, sending him flying into the wall, deep scratches evident where he was hit.
"How predictable. After all these millennia you're still just a clueless kid who got lucky."
Sebastian stood and cracked his neck back and forth before grinning.
"Hardly," he replied. He tackled Iuzar's legs and brought him down hard enough to leave an imprint of him in the ground. Sebastian clawed his stomach, leaving long gashes.
"You really shouldn't be taunting your superiors," he sneered. Iuzar kicked Sebastian off himself and attacked; his claws ripping through Sebastian's arm.
"I am your superior! You are simply a flea that needs disposing of!" Iuzar gripped Sebastian's neck, his claws digging into the flesh. Sebastian knocked him off with his wing, not caring about the fact he now had scratches on his throat. He tackled Iuzar again and smashed his head against the ground.
"If I'm a flea, then what does that make the one who loses to said flea?" he growled, slashing Iuzar's face. Sebastian was done playing, he would kill Iuzar off this time.
Iuzar smirked and flipped them, his hand moving to plunge into Sebastian's chest. "I hope you hadn't planned on seeing your disgusting baby!"
Sebastian gripped his wrist.
"I hope you hadn't planned on seeing Hell again!" he snarled and, with a good yank, tore off Iuzar's arm. Sebastian flung the arm aside and pushed Iuzar off him. He gripped Iuzar by the throat and lifted him off the ground.
"Any last words, mutt?" Sebastian smirked.
Iuzar smirked and snapped his fingers, wolves surrounding an unconscious Grell and readying to attack. "Too late." Iuzar snapped his fingers again and the wolves lunged.
Sebastian roared and snapped Iuzar's neck. He dropped the body and began tearing through the wolves.
"No!" he screamed, trying to get to Grell. Grell groaned, reaching up to rub the bump on the back of his skull. Sebastian ripped apart the last of the wolves and stopped in front of Grell.
"Grell," he said, so relieved the wolves hadn't gotten to him.
Grell's eyes opened slowly at the sound of Sebastian's voice. "S-Sebastian...? Is that you?"
Sebastian scooped Grell into his arms.
"Everything is alright, Grell. You can relax," he murmured, stepping over the bodies as he headed for the exit.
Grell gripped Sebastian's shirt. "Sebastian... I had...contractions..."
Sebastian froze, then hurried out of the cellar.
"I'll bring you to Undertaker. He will check to make sure everything is fine," he replied. Sebastian pelted full speed towards London. Grell held his belly and tried to feel the baby move, but didn't.
It didn't take very long to reach Undertaker's shop. Sebastian burst through the doors.
"Undertaker! Grell needs your help!" he shouted. Absent of his usual giggles and tricks, Undertaker pushed out of a coffin and hurried over.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Grell said he had contractions," Sebastian explained.
"Put him down over here," Undertaker gestured to a coffin. Sebastian set Grell down on the lid. Grell turned his head to look at Undertaker. "I was kidnapped... I just want to make sure the little one is alright..."
Undertaker glared a bit at Sebastian before inspecting Grell. He cleaned the cut on Grell's belly and covered it with some gauze. Sebastian watched anxiously as Undertaker then began gently pressing on Grell's belly and then putting his ear to it.
"Well, good news, my dear. Everything is going to be fine. It was just reacting to the stress is all," Undertaker explained. "I would advise no more stress and to relax as much as possible. You don't want to give birth too early now, ehehehe."
Grell breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God." Grell looked at Sebastian, smiling.
Undertaker turned to Sebastian.
"I'll talk with you later, but right now you should bring her home," he said, clearly not happy. Sebastian nodded and picked Grell up again.
"Let us return home, Grell," he told him, voice a little quieter than usual. Sebastian left the Undertaker's shop and headed towards the manor.
Grell looked up at Sebastian. "What's wrong, darling? You heard him, both I and the baby are fine."
Sebastian couldn't answer. They arrived back at Phantomive Manor quickly and Sebastian immediately brought Grell to their room. He set Grell gently on the bed.
Grell grabbed Sebastian's tie and pulled him close. "Sebastian..."
Sebastian dropped to his knees in front of Grell.
"I am so sorry, Grell…This is all my fault," he said in a strangled voice. Grell looked at him, clearly shocked.
"Sebastian, stop. No it's not! I was the one who went out without your permission and alone." Grell knelt down in front of Sebastian and cupped his cheeks to make Sebastain look at him. "This was NOT your fault."
Sebastian grabbed Grell's hands.
"It is. I kept you cooped up in here! If I had let you come with me more often…I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you and our child," he insisted. Sebastian wasn't sure if he should be surprised at the fact he could feel tears at the corners of his eyes.
"If I had lost you both…you are my everything and I almost lost you because I was too controlling."
Grell pulled Sebastian close, holding his head. "Oh, Sebastian..."
Sebastian didn't know what to do. He had never been in love before and obviously he couldn't handle it. Sebastian knew he was over-protective but he didn't know how else to be with someone so precious to him. Had he lost Grell and their child he would have happily let Iuzar kill him.
Grell gently placed his lips over Sebastian's. "Don't blame yourself, Sebastian... It's not your fault."
Sebastian stood them both up, wrapped his arms around Grell, and pulled him as close as possible.
"I love you, Grell," he murmured, burying his face in Grell's neck. "I don't understand why you love me though. I've caused you to die once, and you and our child almost died this time."
Grell looked up at Sebastian, tears in his eyes. "Sebastian, I love you and nothing in any world will change that."
Sebastian kissed Grell cheek and then his lips. He didn't deserve such a wonderful, beautiful person, but he would keep Grell as long as he was allowed to, forever if possible.
Grell smiled at the kisses. "Sebastian? Who was he...?" Grell pushed Sebastian away just enough to look into his red eyes.
Sebastian sighed.
"Demons have to earn their rank in Hell. Iuzar was older than I, so he believed he should have gotten the position without fighting me. We fought anyway, and I won. Iuzar lost enough power to be considered lower than even the Lower Class demons," he explained.
Grell smiled and wiggled his hips. "Oooh, Bassy, and here I thought you were strong now. Hehe."
Sebastian chuckled.
"I have improved since then," he commented. Sebastian caressed Grell's cheek. "But you make me even stronger."
Grell blushed and leaned into Sebastian's hand. "You will make the perfect father, Sebastian Michaelis."
Sebastian kissed him.
"And you the perfect mother, Grell Sutcliff."
Grell reached up and whipped a tear from under his glasses. They heard a soft but strong knock at the door. Sebastian kissed Grell's cheek and went to answer the door. MeyRin, Finny and Bard all stood there, each holding a letter.
"H're, Sebastian, our resignations... If we can't help protect Grell, how can we be of any use to your child?" All three held out their separate letters to Sebastian.
Grell walked up to them. "No! Don't leave! It wasn't your faults, any of you!"
Sebastian sighed.
"You may stay. I apologize for earlier. I was worried," he said. Sebastian was a little disappointed in himself. The three looked up at Sebastian, disbelief riddling their faces.
"Really? You aren't mad at us?"
"No. I'm not mad," Sebastian affirmed. He would probably regret it later, but he would allow them to stay.
Each servant bowed with a smile to Sebastian then to Grell. "We promise to keep a better eye on Grell and the baby from now on, sir!" Grell giggled.
Sebastian nodded.
"Yes, good," he replied, just barely holding back from rolling his eyes. Grell rubbed his belly and noticed Finny was staring.
He grinned and turned toward the blonde. "You wanna feel?" Finny blushed but nodded. Grell grabbed Finny's hand just in time for the baby to give a good kick. Finny giggled. "Wow! I felt 'im!"
Sebastian had to say he was relieved the baby was kicking. Even though the Undertaker had said everything was fine, having proof was nice. Grell grabbed MeyRin's hands too and let her feel. She giggled at the kicks then her brow furrowed and she felt again, this time with one hand on each side of Grell's stomach.
Grell's happiness faded. "What's wrong, dear?"
Sebastian frowned.
"What is it?" he asked. Was Undertaker wrong? Had something happened? MeyRin looked between the two, confused.
"You don't feel it?" Grell put his hands in the same place as MeyRin's, but shook his head.
"What am I not feeling?"
Sebastian moved closer.
"May I?" he asked Grell, gesturing to his belly. Maybe he'd be able to tell what was going on. Grell nodded.
"Of course, darling." Grell moved his hands out of Sebastian's way. Sebastian placed his hands on either side of Grell's belly and waited. It took a moment, then he felt it. Just to be sure Sebastian waited to feel it again. When it did his eyes widened in surprise.
"Two…I'm feeling two kicks at the same time," Sebastian said. Grell placed his hands next to Sebastian's and waited.
His eyes widened. "I thought that was hands and legs..."
MeyRin smiled fondly. "No, ma'am. You're carrying two, yes you are."
Sebastian smiled at Grell.
"We're having twins." He couldn't believe it. One child was miracle enough, but two?
Grell's hand flew to his mouth as the tears started falling. "T-twins..."
Sebastian was immediately worried.
"Grell, are you okay?" he asked. Maybe it was too much information on top of everything else. Or, more likely, Sebastian was worrying over nothing.
Grell grabbed Sebastian's shoulders and shook him with a significant amount of force. "TWINS, BASSY! TWINS!"
Sebastian was little shocked, but then he laughed.
"Amazing! You are amazing, Grell," he grinned, leaning in to kiss Grell lovingly. Grell hugged him tightly, his tears of joy staining Sebastian's white shirt.
"Two..."
By this time the servants had long since left the couple to their privacy. Sebastian wrapped his arms securely around Grell.
"I love you, Grell," he murmured. Grell cooed and snuggled closer to Sebastian. Sebastian lifted Grell into his arms and carried him back over to the bed. He set him down gently and gave him a sweet kiss.
"I think you ought to begin relaxing now. Would you like me to join you?" Sebastian said.
Grell smiled, removed his glasses and whipped his tears away. "Do you need to ask, darling?"
"I suppose I don't," Sebastian chuckled. It was then he realized he was still covered in blood. Sebastian grimaced and with a thought he was clean once more. He undressed and climbed into bed. Sebastian would have to hope the scars would disappear quickly.
Grell rubbed his belly, cooing and giggling. "I can feel them, Sebastian... Both of them..."
Sebastian settled on his side and reached over to rub Grell's belly as well.
"We will have to think of two names, now," he commented with a smile. Grell whipped a new tear away. "What do you think, darling?"
Sebastian thought for a moment.
"If we have a girl, I quite like the name Belladonna," he said. "I'm also fond of the names Azazel or Lucian for a boy. Have you been thinking of any names, love?"
Grell smiled. "I've been busy feeling kicks and getting kidnapped, darling."
He gave a little wink. "However, now that I think, for a girl, Esther or Josephine. And Nathan or Lucas for a boy."
Sebastian ignored the joke.
"Josephine is rather nice," he agreed. Grell turned, with some effort, and ran his fingers through Sebastian's hair. He chuckled softly. "It's interesting you suggested 'Belladonna'."
Sebastian tilted his head.
"Why?" he asked.
Grell smiled. "That was my mother's name." He linked his gaze with Sebastian's. Sebastian was surprised.
"Really? That's an interesting coincidence," he said.
Grell chuckled and nodded. "Indeed. After all, a Succubus should have a poisonous name." Grell snuggled into Sebastian's chest.
Sebastian kissed the top of Grell's head. He was truly the luckiest demon on Hell or Earth to have Grell and their children.
~~Two Months Later~~
Grell was in the garden clipping some fresh red roses for his and Sebastian's room; the three servants were keeping a close eye on him. Grell was now 5 months pregnant and looked about ready to burst. They would have to be on their toes and ready in case he went into labor.
Sebastian was preparing lunch in the kitchen. Grell's cravings had been strange at first, but he was used to them now and, despite being even more disgusted by human food, happily made whatever Grell requested. Sebastian wanted to hover around Grell constantly now that he was in his final month, but he didn't want to be too over-protective either. He sighed.
Finny walked in with some more wood for the stove. "Hey, Sebastian."
Sebastian nodded.
"Hello, Finnian," he replied, placing the pickles on the peanut butter smeared sandwich.
Finny looked over Sebastian's shoulder and grimaced. "Ugh!"
Sebastian smirked.
"It is rather disgusting, but Grell requested it. I certainly hope he never asks me to make this again after the pregnancy," he commented with a chuckle.
Finny set the firewood down. "Good way to punish the kids, though." He gave a little giggle.
Sebastian grinned cheerily.
"Or you and the others," he replied. Sebastian plated the sandwich and headed out of the kitchen.
Finny gulped. "R-Right..." He ran out of the kitchen in terror.
Sebastian snickered and made his way out to the garden. He found Grell easily and smiled.
"Grell, there you are. I brought you lunch," he said, walking over. Grell smiled and grabbed the sandwich.
"Thanks, Bassy!" The disgusting sandwich disappeared quickly. Sebastian grimaced, but the smile returned quickly.
"How are you feeling, Grell? Are you enjoying the garden?" he asked. Grell licked his lips and smiled.
"Of course, the red roses are in full bloom!" He held up the freshly cut flowers.
Sebastian smiled and plucked one of the roses from Grell's bunch, removed the thorns, and tucked it into Grell's hair.
"Why don't we have the res put in a vase inside?" Sebastian suggested. Grell blushed and nodded. He turned to walk inside but froze, dropping the red blooms.
"Grell?" Sebastian asked worriedly, hurrying to Grell's side. "What is it?"
Grell's hand shook as he pulled up his dress. The red fabric was turning dark... "Sebastian... Either I just soiled myself or..."
Sebastian swore. Grell's water had broken. Grell's water had broken! Sebastian picked Grell up.
"I'm taking you to Undertaker's," he said, then added louder, "Everyone meet up at the Undertaker's shop!"
Without bothering to explain he dashed off with Grell. MeyRin slid her glasses up and grabbed Finny and Bard.
"Come on! They babies are coming!"
Grell gripped his belly and groaned. "Ow!"
"Hang on, Grell," Sebastian said. He sprinted into London and to Undertaker's shop.
"The babies are coming!" Sebastian shouted as he burst through the doors. Undertaker nearly ran out of the back room, wheeling a metal table in front of him.
"Put her on this," he said, placing several folded blankets at the top and bottom. Sebastian did as requested, placing Grell's head gently on one end and his legs up on the other.
"Relax, my dear, and take deep calming breaths," Undertaker instructed. Grell tried to but the pressure was building up in his pelvis, and with nowhere to go, the kids were getting agitated. Grell let out a pained groan, his hands gripping his belly tighter and tighter as the pain got worse.
"Sebastian, hold Grell's hand and keep her calm while I get the anesthetic," Undertaker ordered. Sebastian took Grell's hand in his own and gently stroked his hair.
"It will be fine, Grell. Breath in and out steadily," he urged. Undertaker quickly found what he was looking for and returned. He injected the anesthesia around Grell's belly and along the lines where he would make the insicions. Grell squeezed Sebastian's hand tightly.
Another contraction hit and Grell nearly broke Sebastian's hand. "OW!"
Sebastian's breath hitched. Damn that had hurt.
"My apologies, my dear, it will take a couple moments for it to kick in. Let me know when you feel a numbness in your abdominal region," Undertaker explained. He gathered all his tools, a bowl of water, and several towels.
Grell growled. "It feels like my pelvis is being ripped apart! Get them out!"
Sweat poured from Grell's forehead as the babies tried to find the exit. He gripped Sebastian's hand again, not as hard. Undertaker picked up his scalpel once he was sure he had given the anesthesia enough time to begin working. Sebastian moved to block Grell's line of sight as Undertaker began his work.
"Just breathe, Grell. Relax," he said in a soothing tone. Grell's breathing was quick and labored.
He reached up and grabbed Sebastian's bottom lip, pulling hard. "You relax!"
Sebastian wasn't quite sure how to respond to that but he managed to get his lip out of Grell's grip. He wanted to say that he was only trying to help, but he knew that was a horrible idea. Sebastian merely began stroking Grell's hair, hoping that would help. Grell was finally able to take a fairly deep breath. He looked down and saw the reason for the subsided pressure, Undertaker had opened him.
Suddenly wailing erupted into the air as Undertaker pulled out the first child. Sebastian watched as Undertaker set it on a towel and reached back into Grell. It was certainly a disturbing thing to watch. Undertaker lifted out the second infant and placed it on the second towel. This would have been much easier if he had had assistants. Undertaker began cleaning them both up. Grell finally relaxed when he heard the babies. His head fell to the side as he panted, his grip on Sebastian's hand releasing.
Undertaker wrapped them up and went back to Grell to stitch him back up. He made quick work of it and picked the babies back up and brought them over.
"Congratulations, you two. You have a healthy son and a healthy daughter," Undertaker grinned.
"Don't push yourself, my dear. Why don't you rest? You can see them when you wake," Undertaker said. Sebastian kissed Grell's forehead.
"Yes, please rest," he agreed.
Grell pouted. "I wanna see them now though." He whined but yawned.
"Grell, you just gave birth to twins, rest," Sebastian urged. Grell pouted but closed his eyes obediently.
Undertaker turned to Sebastian.
"Here, you should hold them," he said, placing them in Sebastian's arms. He then turned and began making Grell a little more comfortable. Sebastian's eyes widened as he looked down at the two bundled babies in his arms. He almost didn't believe what he was seeing. He was a father. A father! It hadn't really hit him before. Sebastian grinned. Grell moaned in his sleep as Undertaker moved him, but he didn't wake.
Sebastian wondered what they would look like. Would they have Grell's teeth and eyes? Would they have black hair or red? He could already sense demonic energy from them. Sebastian was curious as to if they would develop the smell all reapers had. How would they act? None of it truly mattered, though. He loved them.
The door to the Undertaker's shop creaked open and MeyRin peeked through. "Is it safe for all eyes, sir?" she whispered.
"Do come iiiin, all is well at the moment, ehehe," Undertaker snickered. Sebastian was too busy staring at his babies to actually notice them. MeyRin, Bard and Finny entered quietly; each held a red rose with two white roses and either a blanket, nightgown, or toy that they had bought earlier.
Sebastian finally noticed them and looked up.
"We have a son and daughter," he said and was unable to hold back a smile. MeyRin smiled, Finny let a quiet giggle pass his lips and Bard whipped at his eyes.
"Oh, Sebastian, congratulations."
Sebastian turned to face them fully.
"You may take a closer look, but be quiet," he told them. Undertaker watched from the corner, giggling away. All three gathered around, cooing. Grell moved in his sleep slightly.
Bard looked over and chuckled. "Tired, i'nt he."
"You'd be too. An' he didn't even hav' ta go through the whole thing." MeyRin looked at Grell, and smiled. Sebastian turned to look at Grell.
"He did very well. We managed to convince him to sleep before holding them, so I hope he wakes up soon," he said.
MeyRin turned back to Sebastian. "How did you manage that? I woulda thought he'd be the first to hold 'em, I did."
"He was too tired to argue much," Sebastian explained, grinning.
"I bet. They are gorgeous, Sebastian."
Sebastian inclined his head.
"Thank you. I'm sure Grell will be pleased to hear that when he wake," he replied.
Almost two hours later, Grell finally woke up. He moved to stretch but stopped short feeling his stitches tugging. "Mmm, Sebastian..."
Sebastian was at Grell's side immediately.
"Grell, how are you feeling?" he asked. Undertaker walked over and helped Grell prop himself up.
Grell gave a brief yawn and rubbed his eyes, moving his glasses out of the way. "I'll feel better when I can hold my son and daughter."
Sebastian smiled and held them out.
"Here," he said, "You did wonderfully, Grell."
Grell happily took both and held them close, the tears streamed down his cheeks. "They are beautiful..."
Sebastian gently wiped the tears away.
"They are," he agreed, smiling. Grell looked up and smiled seeing the three humans. He craned his neck to find Undertaker.
He smiled when he finally found the legendary reaper. "Thank you so much."
Undertaker grinned.
"It was no trouble at all, my dear. I'm happy to have been a part of the miracle of life for once," he said. Grell chuckled and turned to Sebastian.
"Thank you, Sebastian. I've always dreamed of being a mother, and you made it happen. I love you." An 'aww' erupted from everyone in the room.
Sebastian leaned down and kissed him sweetly.
"I love you too, Grell. I would do anything to make you happy," he replied. A small tear ran down Grell's cheek as he kissed back.
"What are their names?" Finny spoke up. Sebastian glanced over his shoulder at Finny, then looked back at Grell.
"Well. I believe we liked the name Belladonna for a girl. But we didn't make a decision for our son," he said.
Grell looked up and smiled. "Lucian. Belladonna and Lucian." He turned back when Belladonna squirmed and stuck her thumb into her mouth. Sebastian grinned.
"I like that. Belladonna and Lucian it is," he agreed.
Grell looked back up to Sebastian and motioned his head toward Lucian. "Do you want to hold your son, Sebastian?"
"I would love to," Sebastian said, picking him up. He held Lucian close and smiled. Lucian stared up at him, blinked, then yawned. Sebastian chuckled. Grell rocked Belladonna slightly, humming.
Bard spoke up. "We'll head back an' fix up the nurs'ry and bedroom." Finny left the teddy bear, MeyRin two nightgowns, and Bard left two blankets.
Sebastian smiled at Grell.
"I still almost can't believe we're parents," he chuckled.
Grell looked up at Sebastian smiling. "Neither can I. And I've been carrying them for the past 5 months..."
"Not to interrupt, but I think you'd like to know you should be able to bring them home tomorrow," Undertaker mentioned. Sebastian nodded.
"That's good," he said.
Grell was too busy looking at his daughter to give an intelligent answer. "Uh-huh..."
Sebastian chuckled and sat on a coffin next to the table Grell was on. He was already infatuated with their children. Sebastian was pretty sure they would catch on to that and charm their way out of trouble when they grew older. Grell started to cry again as he watched Belladonna suckle her thumb in her sleep. Sebastian looked up in surprise.
"Grell? Are you alright?" he asked, standing.
Grell nodded. "I'm fine, Bassy..." He wiped at a tear that had fallen on Belladonna's cheek.
Sebastian leaned over and kissed Grell's cheek, then sat back down.
"I love you, Grell," he said. Grell smiled. He knew Sebastian knew his answer. He looked back at his daughter and started to yawn with her.
The amount of parental love in this chapter was overwhelming. Next chapter up ASAP.
(And for all of you wondering what Iuzar looked like, here he is: art/Iuzar-430936892 )