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William didn't know what to say. He had guessed that Grell didn't go home, but this time he were determinated to find out what he was doing, for good. He had figured out that he must be cheating and he had to find out with whom.

Something red flashed over the roof tops, only one person has that kind of red. William quickly took up the hunt and followed the red shinigami. Grell hadn't seen him and he succeeded to be unseen all the way to Undertaker's…UNDERTAKER!

"Is he cheating on me with Undertaker?" he said to himself and watching from afar, anger boils in his blood. How could he cheat on him with Undertaker? His going to bust them. Grell went in and William saw how eager he was, it only made him angrier.

Right when he was going to walk over and disturb them, the door opened again. He stopped and saw how Undertaker walked out.

"Stay as long aaaaas youuuu waaaant." He heard Undertaker say to someone inside, Grell of course. But why did Undertaker leave if they had an affair.

William walked over to the door when Undertaker was nowhere to be seen. He opened the door slowly and quiet until it was completely opened. He saw Grell's back and he was rocking back and forth and he talked to someone.

"Oh, my sweet little Wilma, oh what I love you. And hopefully, your father will too. Yes someday he your father William will too." William widens his eyes at those words and could barely speak.

"Who did you say her father was?" he said and saw how Grell turned around and watched him in fear.

"William?" Grell said and hold, the now completely visible child in his arms, tightly. "What are you doing here William?" he stuttered out. William had only his eyes at the child.

"Am I the father?" he said and walked upon him and Grell backed away. He stared into Grell's eyes and Grell shivered and could only stare back. "Answer me!"

"Yes…" Grell said and William stopped in the middle of a step. Grell watched him still in fear.

William turned around and walked out of the shop, leaving Grell with the child. The child started to cry and Grell too. He held the child close to himself and fell to his knees.

Undertaker came back and saw Grell laying on the floor, crying. He rushed over to him and Grell cried on his shoulder still holding the child. Undertaker held him as Grell told him what had happened. Undertaker took the child from Grell and put her down in her bed, sleeping. Then he walked back to Grell and lied him in one of the coffins, he doesn't have a bed. When Grell had fall asleep, he walked out of the shop.

He knew exactly what he would do. Grell is a close friend to him and he hates it when Grell is like this. William has hurt him before but this time it was too much. William doesn't know what happiness this child has given Grell, and Grell had hoped with all his heart that William would someday accept the child. But what it seems like now, he never will. He knows that William had told Grell that a child would only complicate everything, but he should make Grell feel that he want to die. That's what he said between his sobs.

"Undertaker, I want to die. I want to die so much. Please kill me, please kill me, please." He said and Undertaker could not take it anymore. Hearing his best friend begging him to kill him, it was too much.

Undertaker had approached William's and Grell's apartment and he walked up to the door and knocked at the door. He didn't get an answer so he knocked again. This time, after a while, William opened. He looked at Undertaker with an empty but strict look. Undertaker gave him an ice cold look.

"So, you want Grell to die?" Undertaker asked and William was shocked.

"What do y-you me…" he was interrupt by Undertaker.

"I mean that your boyfriend asked me to kill him!" Undertaker shouted and stared into William's eyes, he shivered at the gaze. Undertaker continued staring while William tried to find words to talk.

"W-what did he s-say? Of course NOT! I don't want him to die,! I just wish he could stop being so stupid all the time!" William angrily said and slammed the door in Undertaker's face.

Undertaker glared at the door for some minuets but then walked away. He went back to the shop, finding Grell singing a lullaby for Wilma, who had ,obvious, woke up. Undertaker saw the mother in Grell and thought that he did a great job as all ways he do when he comes to visit her. but this time he was more sad than ever. He wished he could do something.

But he can't, so all he did was going to his coffin and wait for the morning sun to soon rise.

…

William didn't know what to do. Grell had just begged Undertaker to kill him. It wasn't this he wanted, he didn't want to go, but when he saw the child and clearly heard from Grell himself that the child was his, he got mixed feelings. Somehow he was furious and wanted to strangle Grell for his stupidity of getting a child when William said it was forbidden, of many different reasons. But he also got the feeling of joy and happiness, that he had a child, from his blood and flesh. He didn't know what to do, as usual when it comes to Grell, but this time it hurt Grell more that it should. But what should he do.

He sat on the couch with a wine glass in his hand and a wine bottle in the other, watching into the fire in the fireplace. He sat there all night long.

…

The next morning Grell walked out of the shop early to go and talk to William. He had thought all night and had now coming to the decision that William was wrong this time and that this child meant everything to Grell. He walked with long steps, his appearance were not the best after last night's events. His hair was in a mess, he didn't have the strength to fix it, his cloths were dirty, after he had gone for a walk when Wilma had fall asleep again and Undertaker were in his coffin. His eyes were dull and his makeup was smeared out all over his face. But he didn't care.

His mind was dizzy but he has to do this. The apartment that Grell and William shared came closer and Grell felt how his steps faded a bit. He were not that sure of what he was going to say, but even so, he knew he had to do it.

He stood at the foot of the stairs that leads to the door. He gazed up at the little oak door and he had the urge to throw up, but he didn't. Instead he took a deep breath and walked slowly up the stairs. He knocked soft on the door but no answer came. Then he knocked again harder, but still no answer. So he took the handle and felt it, it was unlocked. He opened it and all he could see was darkness. Looks like the all so bright William, didn't light up the house yesterday.

He walked in and already knew where he was. William had the habit to sit in front of the fireplace with a glass of wine. It was dark but he could see the fading fire in the living room. And has he had expected, William sat in the couch with a wine bottle on the floor and the glass on the couch. Grell took a breath again and walked towards the figure in the couch. He saw the sleeping face of William and he saw what a mess he was in, and he only looked like this when he had hurt Grell. He brushed away a hair strand from William's face. Because of this William suddenly opened his eyes and Grell took away his hand.

William didn't say anything, only stared. Grell felt a bit nervous at his gaze. William's eyes were ice cold and it sends a shiver long his spin.

"Uhm…. Eh… so…" Grell couldn't find the words.

"What are you doing here?" William said in a cold voice.

"We need to talk." Grell said after he had gathered the courage to talk, William only raised an eyebrow as an answer. "Listen, I know it was wrong of me to keep the child without your knowledge. But I knew you would make me give her away and I couldn't take that!" Grell said and William sat up.

"So, you found a way to get a child without me knowing anything about it. Then you kept OUR child and not telling me." His voice got louder and louder and Grell felt how his face went pale. "And didn't I tell you that a child would only cause trouble?"

Grell's face went red of fury. And this time it was William's time to get scared.

"How can you say so?! You know how much I wanted a child! And now you're telling me that my happiness only causes trouble!" Grell were so angry that tears streamed down his cheek.

William opened his mouth to speak but no words came. Grell raised a hand to his cheek and turned around when he felt the tears, he sobbed quietly. William didn't like to see Grell like this and he knew he was right. William stood up from the couch and walked over to Grell. He wrapped his arms around Grell and pulled him close. Grell leaned into William and welcomed the embrace.

"Grell I know what this child means to you," he said and Grell started to listen. "but we can't keep her." Grell's eyes widen and he turned to William and hit him over and over again on his chest. William tried to grab Grell's arms and held them still.

"You idiot! Bastard, you bastard!" Grell screamed.

"Grell you have to understand! This child is not natural, we don't really know what she is! She could become something dangerous!"

William tried to talk sense into Grell, but Grell made himself lose from William's hands and he ran to the door. William ran after and Grell stopped at the door and turned around to face William.

"I will leave and take Wilma with me. If you don't want to be a part of her life or mine, i won' force you. I'm just satisfied that you now know you have a child. Goodbye William, darling." He said and ran out of the house and into the night.

William was too shocked to follow. He leaned back on the wall and slid down to the floor. He held his forehead while Grell's words sunk in. Grell just left him and he was taken the child. 'Oh god, I have a bad feeling about this.'

…

Grell went back to Undertaker's to get Wilma. But when he comes in Undertaker sat with Welma and Grell thought: 'Undertaker is such a better father than William ever will be.'

He smiled and walked to him. Undertaker looked up to see a smiling Grell, he smiled back and looked down at the giggling child in his arms.

"You look happier today, Grell daaaaarrrrrliiiing!" undertaker said and Grell drew a hand through his long, red hair and sighed.

"I broke up with William." Grell said and Undertaker looked up in confuse. "And I will take Wilma and leave London and raise her myself."

Undertaker stood up and put Wilma down in her bed. He walked over to Grell and strokes his cheek with a hand, he looked deep into Grell's yellow-green eyes.

"No, leave William if you must, but don't leave London with Wilma. It won't be better, you are a shinigami and so is Wilma. She might have been made in an un-natural way, but she still need to stay." Grell looked back, slightly confused, into Undertaker's eyes, or what he thought was his eyes you couldn't see through his long grey hair. "Trust me, Wilma belongs here, for the future."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that Wilma has a big part of what will happen, even you have a part of it." Undertaker said and only made Grell more confused.

"What will happen?" Grell said and looked more scared than anything, Undertaker only shook his head.

"I'm not sure, but I have a feeling about her, she needs to stay." Grell took away his eyes from Undertaker's and turned his head down and watched his little child in her bed, not really believing his friend. "And I haven't only a feeling, I dreamt about it."

Grell looked immediately back at Undertaker with big eyes, which over flowed with fear. Undertaker has dreamt about the future before, and it happened. Everything happened, the time when London was burnt down and Sebastian fought with the angel. He looked at the child and held a hand on his heart. If Wilma has something to do with the future she might get hurt or killed. Grell couldn't think that thought. His little baby dead, or worse.

Undertaker saw Grell's fear and he walked away to one of the coffins and sat down.

"I think," he said and Grell looked at him again. "you should talk to the one that helped you get her, she might know more." Grell understood exactly who he meant.

The witch…

Continues in the next chapter.