I grabbed Mon-el's hand nervously, not sure why we should be here, since all it could do was bring all the memories of that night after barely four days.

Rhea had invited us, rather, she had invited me, but Mon-el had refused to allow me to come alone, and if we were sincere I thanked him for being here with me, for I had not endured the idea of being here alone, not with the look of his mother stuck in me.

"Kryptonian, do you want to say something?" She asked me, making me shake my head.

I had nothing good to say about living with Kon-el, but I was sure none of the people here would want to hear that their future king was an abuser, indeed, I did not even know if they would believe me.

I ducked my head as I listened to the last words of the daxamite ritual, noticing the similarity it had with the kryptonian, allowing Mon-el to hold me, burying my face in his chest as he tried to keep me calm. However, I was quite frightened when I noticed a hand on my shoulder, clutching at Mon-el's t-shirt.

"I want you to accompany me." I heard Rhea's voice shortly before he pulled me apart so we could move forward, but I did not move my face away from him, keeping my eyes closed. "I know it was you, Kryptonian," she accused at the moment that we were alone, which made me look at her.

"You can not judge what I did," I ventured to speak, making her nod.

"I'm not going to judge you, but I want to know the reasons," she looked at me.

"I was defending myself," I replied, eyebrows arcing before questioning from what, so I was sincere. "From him, I wanted to avoid that he could harm me again," I explained, feeling Mon-el playing with the ring I had on my hand before ending by hiding it in his, trying to keep it out of his mother's sight.

"Don't hide it, Mon-el, I've seen it," she sighed, approaching them both. "Are you aware that you murdered the future king of Daxam?" She asked.

"You killed the King," I said, when Mon-el grabbed my arm to place himself in front of me.

"What do you mean, Mother?" He questioned, the truth was that he seemed angry about it. "Did you murder Father?" There was disbelief in his words.

"He turned against me, he didn't support the same purposes as I do" she defended herself while he shook his head, grabbed me and was about to walk."You can not take her, the ceremony is not over, in the eyes of the Daxamites she's your brother's wife," she said, but there was nothing to stop him.

I hugged him the moment we met in the DEO, feeling as he surrounded me with his arms, holding me close to him before he buried his face in my hair and began to cry.

Mon-el's bond with his father was superior to the one he had with his mother, he had shown it on different occasions, and the mere fact that he had learned what had happened in this way was painful, but there was nothing I could to calm him down, so I just hugged him.

"Kaelah, are you okay?" I heard Mon-el's voice on the other side of the door, which made me deny it without wanting to speak directly. "Sweetie, answer me," he asked, but I could not do it.

I sighed pouring water on my face to hide my tears, feeling my nervousness increase at times, since I did not know how to get out of here and face what was happening, for fear of how he might react.

I decided to open the door despite my fear, meeting him, who watched me for a couple of seconds without daring to ask anything about it, but he did, which made me duck my head thoughtfully.

"Mon-el ..." I thought an answer. "There is a possibility that ..." I found it difficult to explain that, forcing me to bow my head again. "I ... I may be pregnant..." I did not have to say his name, since he embraced me directly as if he wanted to calm me down, which only made me start crying again.

"How reliable is that possibility?" He asked without detaching me from him.

"I'm not entirely sure of that, but it may be," I replied a little more calmly.

"Alex can help us, okay?" He kissed my hair as he tightened his grip.

I nodded slightly, wiping away my tears in an attempt to calm myself down, but I was not sure if I was going to get it, which made him grab my face to look at him before he kissed my forehead.

I decided not to spend too much time to go to the DEO, preparing both little ones, feeling bad when I noticed that both were asleep, being aware that they were going to wake up. However, despite my supposition, it was only Kaia who woke up when I tried to lay her down in the car, demanding that her father take her, since lately she only called Mon-el for everything.

The truth that surprised how different they were, no longer physically, but in their personality, since Kyron was a quiet child, who hardly cried or complained about something, while Kaia ..., the little girl was demanding, she could pass hours crying until we were right with what she wanted exactly.

When we arrived at DEO, Alex was not there, so we had to wait for her, when all my fears came back, because I was terrified of the possibility and, although I wanted to appear calm, I could not. I was sure that my nervousness was transmitted to Mon-el, who kept looking at me while cradling Kaia, who had ended up falling asleep again.

"What are we going to do?" I asked nervously, wanting to anticipate what might happen to us.

"Kaelah ..." he sighed after watching the tears that were stored in my eyes, leaving the little girl in the pram to get closer. "Look at me, sweetheart," he said raising my chin. "First we have to know if your suspicions are true" he said. "If they are, we're going to raise him, I'm going to love that kid as if he were mine, that I can assure you, everything will be fine," he assured me hugging me.

"I don't want to ..." I struggled to speak but was unable between my sobs. "I killed him," I cried more strongly at that memory, feeling as he increased the strength of the embrace.

"You were protecting yourself, Kaelah," he pointed out, which made me nod, because it was true, but that discomfort of killing someone did not disappear entirely from me.

I remained with my head resting on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart which managed to calm me in a way, distancing me when I heard my sister's voice talking to the twins, watching as she grasped the hand of both.

However, I began to breathe with agitation when I saw Alex enter, clutching Mon-el shirt before explaining everything that happened, mainly my suspicion before what happened to me, paying attention to his indications at all times, since the only thing I wanted was for it to happen fast.

I gripped Mon-el's hand tightly as I closed my eyes, feeling as he, with his other free hand, stroked my hair to keep me calm, but I was not sure if it would be possible.

"I need you calm down, both for good and for bad, okay?" She asked, causing me to nod. "Okay, let's do it," she sighed, putting the gel on me. "I can assure you, you're not pregnant," she said to my relief, because I could not help crying again. "I want to do a couple of tests to make sure that you're completely okay, because of your symptoms, I don't think so, okay?" She looked at me and nodded, allowing her to draw my blood."Do you have powers?" She asked before leaving, causing me to shake my head.

She left us alone again, at which time Mon-el hugged me against him, kissing my hair to calm me down and keep me calm, but the truth is that since Alex had denied it was much calmer, although in a way it altered me to think that I might be ill, that it might be contagious to the little ones.

"Kaelah, you have the flu, so it's not worrisome," she said."You have a little fever, so you need to rest and avoid contact with the kids, okay?" She explained before looking Mon-el and said something to him.

When we got home it was Mon-el who forced me to lie down on the bed, assuring that he would be able to do everything himself, however, I just kept myself awake for a couple of minutes before falling asleep.

I opened my eyes to feel that they placed a cloth on my forehead, which made me struggle until I heard Mon-el's voice trying to calm me, which made me open my eyes to look at him, watching as he smiled slightly to keep me calm.

"Alex told me to control your temperature and if it went up a lot, to put a cloth," he explained stroking my hair, which made me smile. "The kids are fine, okay?" he said.

"Mon-el ..." I called after a few seconds in silence watching him look at me confused, as if he did not understand what was happening. "I'm still sorry about what happened, I whispered watching as he shook his head and sighed.

"You were defending yourself" he stroked my hair. "It wasn't your fault, he hurt you, again, I don't want to have anything to do with a person like that" he explained causing me to look directly into his eyes.

I sighed, aware that I was not going to get the truth about what he really felt at the death of his brother, since he felt responsible for everything that had happened, because I had been involved in all this situation without being able to do anything to avoid it, neither for his part, nor for the one of my sister, who since that happened everything they were responsible for everything that had happened.

"You have to focus on resting, okay, honey?" He kissed my forehead, causing me to nod tired as a result of the fever, closing my eyes and falling asleep.

Thanks for reading,

Ayrin