Undertaker smiled getting a hug from a young man by the church. "Undertaker! To what do I owe the honour?"
The elder man backed away looking a little nervous. "I was hoping I could ask you for a favour? You see, I'll be moving out to Scotland and needed help getting my things there."
He raised his hand looking at him seriously. "Say no more. After you helped my family give my mother a proper burial without payment, out of the kindness of your heart... I need to repay you."
"It was nothing. I believe that people should be treated with respect even after death. You not having money should have nothing to do with it."
The man nodded feeling his heart swell. "You're too kind. I'll move your things personally if need be. Why are you moving to Scotland anyway?"
"Well, you see, I decided to relocate for my daughter's sake. She's going to give birth soon and I want to be there to help her." His voice sounds genuinely happy.
"Congratulations sir! I had no idea you had a daughter." The older man laughed patting his shoulder. "I do. She just has been away to boarding school and eventually met a young man to have children with. Unfortunately she has been left widowed. I can't just leave her to raise the little ones alone. She needs me there for her."
"I'm so sorry for your loss. How about this; I start moving everything as of today so you can go and be with her sooner?" The young man stood proud to help him.
"That sounds like such a kind gesture. You really don't have to my boy." The young man shook his head. "Nonsense. I won't allow you to go without repayment." He let go of the elder patting his back.
"I'll stop by in a handful of hours to start grabbing everything. Just be there so I can grab everything." Undertaker nodded feeling well-liked. "Thank you. This means more than I can express in words."
They parted ways, making his way back home. Grell sat at the small table in the kitchen eating through a loaf of bread with butter. The children becoming more active in the last few days.
Undertaker walked through the door way holding a rather large bag from the bakery. "Good morning my dear. How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine. The little ones are making anything I do uncomfortable. Where did you go off to?" She looked through the bag pulling out a strawberry turnover, adding it to the plate.
"I had to go get someone to move our things. You should get dressed for our departure. We need to leave before William tries to come back here." He grabbed some cream biscuits pouring himself some of tea she had made.
She finished up her meal washing the dishes. "I guess we should hurry and head for the station. We could make it there before it gets too dark."
He got up closing up the bag. "Sounds good to me. I'll go ahead and pack somethings in luggage for us. I called Eric and he'll be meeting us there."
The young man, as promised, showed up getting a start on moving their boxes. They got dressed in the human attire heading for the station with two suitcases. They boarded the train seating in first class.
"I had no idea you could get these kind of tickets. Where did you get the money?" Her eyes widened as he pulled out a large bag from his coat.
"I had some of the older money sitting in a hidden place. I guess it's been collecting slowly over the years." He quickly put it away looking out of the window.
The train began to move having the view slowly change as they moved farther away. He smiled resting his hands in his lap. "I really hope everything goes well."
She smiled nodding her head. "I do too. I just really want him to be there, at least, for their birth. Do you think he'll be able to find us?"
The older man chuckled leaning back. "Oh, I know he will. Demons have a thing about finding their kin if in the same realm. You won't have a problem with it."
The train ride continued on, the enjoyment first luxury was a nice change for Undertaker. He smiled seeing the redhead rubbing her belly with a soothing motion.
" What are you honestly hoping to have out of those two? "
" I'm honestly hoping for a boy and a girl. I won't mind if it was to be two of the same. I just want them to be happy."
Her hand rubbing in a clockwise motion. He stared feeling his heart hurting from her expression." Did you have children in your human life?"
" I did. I was forced to marry and have children. I gave my wife a child only to have my life turn to ruin. I lost them both and took my own life out of sorrow."
Her throat closed up thinking of her human life. "I never got to see my child. I wanted nothing more than to have a child to raise... I wanted to mother one not father one..."
The tears streaming down her face. Undertaker moved over sitting next to her. He wrapped his arm around her rubbing her arm. She buried her head into the crook of his neck.
" It's okay dear. You finally get your chance to be a parent." He cradled her, petting her head as the train made its way to Scotland.
William paced about her office looking any possible sign of her whereabouts. He searches the drawers finding nothing but make-up and nail care kits. He stumbled across a letter from an old friend of hers.
The letter was in French being friend in Rouen. He grinned holding it tightly in his hands. 'Of course... She wouldn't have fled to Paris. That would've been too obvious. She left where she had allies to hide behind.' He stepped out heading straight the offices of his superiors.
Eric ran inside as his boss left looking for some extra things she still needed. He grabbed her scythe and a red bag she had asked for from the cabinets. He exited the room shutting the door behind with caution.
He walked into his office making a portal leading to the cottage in the Highlands. He smiled walking through the home placing the items into the master bedroom. He quickly changed into some common clothing, making him appear as a normal farm hand.
He walked out of a portal behind the building next to the station. He waited patiently as the minutes passed. He soon heard the sounds of the loud whistle coming from the distance.
Undertaker hurried out he train holding Grell from around the waist. Her face sticking with sweat. Panicked, Eric moved passed the small crowd going to their side.
He touched her face to find it burning intensely. "What happened to her old man?" He took her in his arms, carrying her bridal style. He walked with the old man getting away from the crowd.
"She's started the birthing process. She had time to get to the house before it become unbearable. Take her with you while I get the luggage all of my equipment is there."
Without another word he left them. Eric took a deep breath heading for the back alleyway. The redhead whimpered quietly into his shoulder hiding her face. He felt his heart sink moving faster.
Appearing out of the portal, he placed her into the bed. "There you go. You need to breath and relax." He lifted her up as he undressed her down to the undergarment. The whimpers became cries as the children began to move violently.
He went downstairs grabbing some towels and extra pillows. He mumbled under his breath about the whereabouts of the older man. When he kicked open the door Undertaker was already there patting her forehead dry.
He turned to the blond man giving a faint smile as he positioned her legs apart. "Ah, I'm glad to see that you got everything to make her comfortable. Please hurry and adjust her to an almost upright position." The blond man nodded looking at the redhead as he could tell that she started trembling from the pain. He helped her up adjusting her where she needed to be as the older man revealed his rolled up work tools.
The Elder looked at her as she chewed on her lips trying to keep calm. "I know it hurts darling. Give me time and I will make sure that this will be over before you know it." He turned his attention back to the blonde giving him a very serious expression. "Eric I'm going to need you to make your way to the Phantomhive estate. Look for the Butler and let him know of what is happening. I know he could probably sense it but I think we might be a little too far just in case."
He nodded giving the redhead's hand a squeeze." I'll be back before you know it. Please be safe." He opened up a portal jumping through as quickly as he could.
Undertaker grabbed an unmarked bottle from his bag and a cloth. He let a small amount soak it before putting the bottle away. He moved quickly to Grell's stroking her hair.
She turned to face him clenching tightly onto the bed sheets. "Please make it stop...it hurts so much..."He nodded placing the cloth over her mouth and nose. She struggled for only a moment before passing out.
He laid her back on the bed grabbing his tools. He exposed her seeing the tiny lumps moving and stretching her skin. He winced beginning to cut into her. He moved aside the organs needed to get to her womb. He gasped seeing the sack filled with black liquid. He pulled it out slowly resting it onto the towels next to her. He placed everything back inside making a line of stitches.
He breathed heavily cutting into the sack. The smell of iron and death caught him off guard. He normally had smelled much worse during his time as a mortician. He kept cutting the thick layers as the separated like sticky webs of thin flesh.
Finally, there was a couple of layers between him and the children. He could see the tiny feet of one. He hacked it allowing for the child to experience it's first breath. He notice the small black colour along the nails. He hacked into the rest of the sack getting to the second child. The same nails were seen in this one two.
He cleaned them both up making sure to have all of the washed completely of the juices of the sack. He wrapped them in blankets combing their little bit of hair on their heads.
Sebastian and Eric walked through the portal to see Grell unconscious on the bed. The demon moved closer with care. Undertaker sat up holding the bundles. "Congratulations. You're a father."
Sebastian scooped them up in his arms studying them. The one on the left having red hair while the one in his right had black hair. Fraternal twins. He couldn't stop himself from cracking a smile on his lips.
They heard the small murmurs coming from Grell as she stayed unconscious. Sebastian sat down next to her looking down at the children. He looked up at the older man with a genuine smile. "Can you tell me what they are and which was first?"
The elder moved closer petting the brunette softly. "She was born first. I saw her tiny legs first. After her was her baby sister." He pet the redhead, stroking the top of their heads gently.
Sebastian couldn't believe what he was hearing. Twin girls. He placed a kiss on each temple. His eyes glowing brightly. "They don't show a lot of signs of being demon." He saw one of their hands noticing the dark nails.
The redhead began to wake having the dizziness from the liquid making her vision blurred. She saw the figures around her forcing her eyes to focus. "Wh-what?"
Undertaker moved closer to her helping her up. "Easy there dear. I'm glad to see your fine. You're a mother now."
Her eyes opened wide looking at the man seated next to her. Tears began to form staring at the two bundles in disbelief. She reached out having them placed in her arms. She bawled holding them to her chest.
The others stood back allowing her to having this moment. The two infants began to cry alongside their mother. Eric frowned looking at them. "They're just like her. That's the last thing we need."
Undertaker nudged him hard in the ribs moving closer to her. "Is there something wrong my dear?" She shook her head, kissing their faces multiple times. "I couldn't be happier. I finally got to be a mother..."