OKAY BE HONEST HOW MANY OF YOU THOUGHT I WAS DEAD! BECAUSE I SURE AS HELL WOULD'VE!

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Mephisto clapped his hands "Okay! It's settled! Which one did you pick [Name]-chan?"

You couldn't hold back your smile as you reached out and plucked the secluded wooded cabin, quaint but large enough. Amaimon smiled down at you and looked towards Mephisto.

"The preparations have been made!~"

The purple haired humanoid demon sang as he stood from his chair and bowed. He checked the 'watch' on his wrist.

"Oh me oh my!~ It seems my time here is done! Here is the key!"

He exclaimed as he tossed a vintage golden key onto the coffee table and disappeared into a puff of purple smoke. You turned your head to Amaimon and placed a sweet chaste kiss on his welcoming cheek.

"I'm not feeling all that well, so we should probably head to our new house now."

He nodded as he grabbed the key and stood. You both walked over to the hotel door and he placed the key in the hole and turned. But in one swift motion he had picked you up and held you bridal style, a bit of a shriek left your lips and your arms instinctively wrapped themselves around his neck.

"Human husbands carry their wives over the threshold the first time they enter their house."

You giggled at his adorable antics and tightened your grip on his neck as he stepped through the open door and instantly he was standing in the entrance to the log cabin. A breathless gasp left your lips as you took in the decoration, the intricate details. Everything was so beautiful and so welcoming.

Amaimon set you on your feet and allowed you to wander and explore, while he simply kept a few steps behind you. Silent the entire time he couldn't help but observe and watch you—something was off. His eyes narrowed but he pushed the thought to the back of his mind and instead watched your cute expressions as you explored.

The week has passed by quickly due to the packing and unpacking of THOUSANDS of boxes. Amaimon had been suspicious of you the entire week but he didn't let on. You weren't moving as fast paced as you normally did; you were slower—much slower. Perhaps he was just over analyzing things and it was just the fact that you were a human and you couldn't always keep up your high energy life style.

He had pushed the intruding thoughts to the back of his skull all week, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't shake the feeling—the uneasy feeling. That apprehensive feeling would reappear every time he made eye contact with your orbs.

A few more days passed and a new week had begun. He had made a mental promise to ignore those pestering thoughts and enjoy your presence. Well that was until one day around noon he was lazing around on the couch as he often did, when he heard a loud crash, then a bang followed by a horrifying screech.

He was up on his feet in a fraction a second and was in the kitchen, where you had been. His heart began racing as he looked upon the shattered china, the knocked over step stool and your motionless body. He had you in his arms and out the door in seconds.

The following hours consisted of him taking you to Mephisto who sent him to the medical ward of the Vatican. All of your friends from the exorcist school waited alongside Mephisto and Amaimon in the stark waiting room. No one had been allowed to visit.

Suddenly a doctor in a long lab coat entered the waiting room via the large ER doors. Clipboard in hand he approached the anxious group. He was aware that the group was with you, so he had no need to go through the frustrating introduction process. He clicked his tongue.

"She is stable, but it is recommended immediate family see her first."

Amaimon had stood and bolted through the doors before the doctor had finished his sentence. He threw open the wooden door and entered the stone room. He pulled up a chair beside your bed and sat, he entangled his hand in yours and watched as your chest gently moved up and down in a rhythmic pattern.

Relief washed through his body, but he was put back on high alert as the doctor from the lobby entered the room, then closed and locked the door behind him.

"Glad to see you're sitting. Would you like to hear the good news? She's pregnant."

Amaimon could feel his heart fill with excitement, but quickly restrained himself from saying anything due to the solemn look upon the doctor's features.

"That being said, the baby growing within her…."

The doctor seemed to struggle with his words

"T-The Vatican may w-want it slain."

He let out a lethal growl and let go of your hand as he stood and faced the now pale doctor.

"B-But it depends, once the baby is b-born they shall m-make their decision!"

He stated with his hands up in front of his face for protection, Amaimon was still anything but calm

"And judging by how the baby has developed she'll be due to deliver by the end of the next week.

After being out for a total of five more days you resurfaced into the land of the conscious. You were instantly greeted with the bright hue of the fluorescent bulbs and the pinging of the heart rate monitor not to mention the pillow that someone had sent on your stomach—funny why would someone due that.

You looked over at your husband and smiled, he was sound asleep and you didn't want to bother him so you pulled away the covers and screamed. That thing on your stomach was no pillow—no it was your stomach! You stared wide eyed at the swollen tummy. Amaimon let out a brief chuckle.

"Surprise you're going to be a Mother!"

THE END OF THIS CHAPTER!~

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