April 25th, 1890
Hannah wielded Leviathan. Blood mixed with sweat coated her body. Hannah parried the other's sword and brought Leviathan down on her opponent, a fire haired demoness only to have her sword knock Leviathan away. Hannah swiftly kicked the other demoness in the middle, sending her leaping backwards. Hannah bared her teeth in a animalistic way, ivory white fangs showing.
The fire haired grunted and then charged Hannah, leaping into the air before bring her sword down. Hannah parried the sword with Leviathan and grabbed the demoness's foot and swung her around before slamming her on the floor. She was up in a second. She drove her sword into Hannah's arm, missing her chest by a few inches.
Hannah hissed and brought her fist up, punching the demoness straight in her pointy nose. Hannah leaped back, putting room between the two.
Suddenly, a tall blonde haired demon with blood wine eyes came up behind the demoness and put her in a headlock. He shouted, his words muted. Hannah tightened her hold on Leviathan and surged forward. She drove Leviathan into the demoness's middle. The demoness brought her sword up and with the last of her strength, she drove it through Hannah's middle. Hannah's eyes widened and she coughed up blood.
The demon's eyes widened, the wind moving his hair from his face. And Alois saw himself.
Alois was up all night, thinking about the dream he had. He didn't want to call it a nightmare, because those come true. He racked his brain to find a meaning, why he'd dreamed about it. The most freighting part was the end. When Hannah died.
Alois was scared. It could have meant so many things. But if it was a glimpse of the future, would Hannah really die? Would he really become a demon? Would he end up all alone in the end?
"Jim?" Hannah said, calling his attention.
Alois looked up from his food at Hannah. "Huh?" He said.
Hannah arched her eyebrow, giving him a look. "What's the matter with you? You seem so distant today." Hannah's look softened. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked in a soft tone.
Alois quickly shook his head and waved his hand. "No! No, it's not you at all. I just have a lot on my mind right now Hannah." Alois sighed and pinched his nose bridge,
Hannah only looked more hurt. Her tone quivered as she said "It's the baby isn't it? It's both of us then?" Hannah sniffled and wiped her watering eyes.
"Hannah-"
"See? I knew this would h-happen. I told y-you I could have a-aborted it."
"Hannah can I-"
"W-what am I s-supposed to d-do-"
"Hannah!" Alois rose his voice and stood up, slamming his hands on the table. Hannah jumped and covered her face. "Can you please stop jumping to conclusions! I never even said anything about that!"
"What else must I do but jump to conclusions?! You don't even talk to me and let me know what's going on with you!" Hannah's breath was hard. "I don't want to do this alone! What am I to do if you leave me?!
"HOW ABOUT YOU ASK THEN?! I ALWAYS ASK YOU ALL THE TIME! IF YOU'RE SCARED OF SOMETHING THEN SAY IT GODDAMIT, HANNAH!"
"Don't scream at me, Jim!"
"I wouldn't have to scream if you wouldn't act so damn dramatic and petty!" Alois wiped everything off of the table with his hands. Hannah pressed herself flat into her chair and let out a squeak.
The triplets rushed to clean it up but Alois yelled "Leave it!"
Alois looked down at the bare table, profusely blinking. His frame trembled as he took uneven breaths. He slowly looked at Hannah. She had her hands over her face, not looking at him. Her shoulders shook.
Alois inhaled and exhaled. He looked back down at the table and then back up at Hannah. Alois leaned off the table and walked around it, over the food and broken plates. Hannah tensed up when he crouched down in front of her. Alois gently placed his hands over her own and took them away from her face. He cupped her face and used his thumbs to wipe away all of Hannah's tears. She looked down at him with glossy eyes full of emotion. Hannah sniffled and pressed her lips together.
Alois wiped away a stray tear drop. "I'm sorry." He said softly. "I'm sorry Hannah."
Hannah gently placed her hands on his own and slowly nodded. She blinked and more tears came. Alois wiped those away to. "Can you forgive me?" He asked softly.
Hannah nodded once more. "Y-Yes." She sniffled.
Alois stood up, holding her hands. Then he helped Hannah off of the chair and embraced her in a warm hug. They hugged for a good minute or two. It was just what Alois needed, after his night and his morning. Hannah pulled back to look at his handsome face and she kissed him, a short sweet kiss.
Noon was better than the morning. Alois and Hannah sat in the nursery, reading books on pregnancy, birth and parenthood. They were mostly Hannah's books, but Alois picked the smallest book because he didn't really like reading.
Alois sat on the floor, his jacket and boots in a puddle by the window. Hannah sat in the rocking chair in front of him, rubbing her feet together to keep them warm.
Alois knew how the whole baby thing worked, you fuck, sperm meets egg, egg goes to the uterus and BAM! You're pregnant. The book was going into detail about fertilization.
"What the hell is fallopian tube?" Alois asked, looking up at Hannah.
Hannah peeked out from behind her book. "It's a pair of tubes, a woman has two on either side of the uterus. It's what the egg moves down to reach the uterus or the sperm can find its way up there and fertilize the egg, nevertheless."
"Right." Alois looked back down at the book. "What is the difference between Sperm and Semen, isn't it the same thing?"
Hannah held the urge to whistle. "Semen is the liquid that Sperm resides in. Every male has semen but they don't start to make sperm until the age of 11."
Alois whistled. "Make sperm." He put the book down and did air quotes.
Hannah chortled and shook her head. "Jim," She said.
"No, no don't." Alois chuckled. "I just had to get that one out."
