"Delilah! My dear and darling niece!!" The woman cried taking Delilah into her embrace.

"Hi, Aunt Augusta…" She said in a rather annoyed tone as the female vampire coddled her.

"Oh my, you are with child!" Augusta gasped. "I assume this man is the father?"

"Of course not!" Delilah said immediately.

"Then who is?"

The girl looked down at her feet tears beginning to pool in her eyes.

"…Oh…never mind that, now…come in and warm yourself…You must be exhausted from such a long trip"

D turned from them, mounting his horse.

"Going already?" Delilah asked.

"I have some unfinished business to attend to…I hope to be back in time for the birth…" he replied. Delilah gave him a confused look as he rode off into the distance.

"De…li…lah…" The werewolf groaned beginning to regain consciousness. Mashira gazed around the small cave.

"You're finally awake" A stoic voice called. It was D, he was feeding the fire more wood.

"…How…How can I still be alive…?" Mashira asked sitting up.

"You were never really dead…I made sure to avoid any major arteries and organs…you were an honorable opponent…" D replied. Mashira smiled at him.

"We will rest here for tonight, tomorrow we set out for Duchess Augusta's Castle…"

The werewolf stared at him in confusion.

"…Delilah should be giving birth soon"

"Delilah!? How is she?! Is she doing okay?! Is she somewhere safe?! What about the baby?!" Mashira began, frantic.

"They are both fine, I transported her to her aunt's myself…"

Mashira let out a sigh of relief, then smiled again at the hunter.

"Thank you, hunter D I am forever in your debt"

Delilah stared out the window of her room in the castle, the sun was slowly setting. She stroked her swelled stomach, the baby inside gave a healthy kick. She sighed softly, "…Mashira…"

Flashback…

Mashira lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, his keen eyes able to catch every crack in the wood.

"…Mashira…" a shy voice whispered. Looking up he saw Delilah standing there. She blushed softly, "I had a nightmare…Can I…sleep with you tonight?"

The werewolf smiled, reaching out to her, "Come here"

Delilah cuddled into his arms, listening to the soft sound of his heart beat. Mashira shifted slightly as he held her, at that moment, Delilah felt something long and hard brush against her thigh.

"…Ummm…Mashira…?" she blushed. The werewolf cursed under his breath before pulling away from her to sit up.

"…God…I…I'm so sorry…I…I didn't mean…I'm sorry…" he stuttered.

Delilah couldn't help but giggle, he was blushing, so cute.

"…Is…that the way you feel about me…?"

Mashira blushed darker, "…W…well…that's not to say…"

"…Mashira…if you love me…then…" She blushed in return. Mashira gazed into expressive amethyst eyes, becoming lost in them. The words left him before he could stop them.

"…Yes…I love you with all my heart…you're the only one who does this to me…"

Delilah's eyes shone through the darkness, she gently brushed his lips with her fingers. Mashira responded by taking her hand and nibbling on the back of her fingers, lost in a lover's fog.

"If…that's how you feel…then you can have me…"

Mashira gave her a shocked expression, "…What? …Are…are you sure…?"

Delilah nodded, "…I love you, Mashira…I want my first time to be with you…"

End Flashback

Delilah opened her eyes again, it truly had been a magical night, one resulting in the conception of her most precious possession. Suddenly pain coursed through her womb, causing her to cry out. She didn't notice the puddle of liquid that had formed on the floor.

"My lady, what is it?!" A maid cried rushing into the room. Another woman caught Delilah as she fell, helping her over to the bed.

"Go get the others, it's time for the child to be born!" The maid shouted rolling up her sleeves.

Mashira stopped his mad dash, D stopped shortly in front of him. He sniffed the air, his eyes went wide.

"…Delilah's…gone into labor…"

"…All the better reason for us to hurry…" D replied curtly. Mashira nodded, continuing his run to the castle.

"Well done, Delilah, you came through it fine…" Augusta cooed stroking the girl's hair. Delilah smiled weakly, "I…want to see…my baby…"

"You are far too weak right now…" Augusta began. Delilah sighed, too tired to argue. "...Tell me…is it…"

"…A girl…" Augusta smiled.

"…A girl…" Delilah smiled. "…And her eyes…what color are they…?"

"Golden, my dear" Augusta replied. Delilah sighed in contentment, beginning to lose consciousness. "…I'm glad…at least…she has her…father's eyes…"

"Well aren't you your daddy's girl, mm?" Delilah cooed, cradling the small child in her arms. Her skin the same dark complexion as her father's, her hair a bushy red, she smiled up at her mother revealing two little fangs. Shouting drew her attention downstairs;

"Out of my way!! I have to see her!!"

"What is going on down here?! HOW the HELL do you expect me to put my daughter to sleep with all of you MAKING SUCH A RACKET?!" Delilah nearly roared frightening all the guards.

"Delilah!" Mashira called out. The girl gasped, "…Ma…Mashira…"

Pushing past the guards, he took her in his arms, kissing her passionately. She held him tightly, tears running races down her cheeks.

"…I thought you were dead…Don't ever scare me like that again!"

"Forgive me, my love, I shall never do such a thing again…" he whispered stroking his daughter's head. She giggled softly, clapping her hands. The couple then turned to D, who had decided to stay to watch the emotional reunion.

"…D…Thank you so much!" Delilah smiled through her tears. The hunter nodded turning to take his leave.