Chapter 2

These chapters I'll be going from one girl to the other, just so you all know! Don't worry, I'll make sure you know who's talking too :)

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Amanda

I shook the bottle as hard as I could, knowing Eoran would be awake soon. I had to make sure this bottle was ready for when he woke up... otherwise he'd be a very cranky baby. Unfortunately I couldn't feed him with normal milk or even formula, so Rtaia had helped me make something especially for him to have.

He wasn't really that bad... he was a sweet little boy.. I just knew when he got hungry he became a bit of a terror. He was four months old and growing faster than I liked to admit.

It was strange... but then again not unheard of... that I had given birth to a Chanaiben baby. I mean, he had no human characteristics at all, he just came out looking like a miniature Ithiell.

Then again, apparently Serah had come out human, and her mum gave birth to her as a Chanaiben. So... I guess it was in a way understandable.

I heard a familiar little squeak, yelling out "Mummy's comin Eoran! Just warming it up"

I put the bottle in the microwave, hearing more little squeaks, smiling at how cute my little boy was, deciding to call out to Ithiell.

"Babe, can you get him! I'm just warming the bottle up"

"Sure thing!" Came his response, then "Uh oh"

"Uh oh?" I grabbed the bottle out, wrapping it in a bib and moving to go into the main room. I saw Eorans crib, and Ithiell standing over it, looking down.

"What's uh oh?" I asked again, seeing him now looking up at me.

"He uh... he got out"

"He what?!" I ran over, looking down into the crib and finding it empty.

"What the hell Ithiell!" I slapped his arm with my free hand, making him yelp.

"What?"

"You let our son get out! Where is he?" I looked around, hoping Chanaiben babies couldn't get far...

"I uh.. I really don't know"

"You were meant to be watching him!"

"I was! Well... kind of" He scratched the back of his head, and I hit him again.

"You were playing on your computers!"

"I was keeping-"

A squeak, and we both turned to the sound, seeing nothing.

"I heard him"

"Yeah... but I don't see him"

"So help me Ithiell, if he gets hurt..."

"He won't. He's probably just decided to... climb..."

We both looked at each other then, fear going through me thinking that my son was going to fall and hurt himself.

"Eoran!" We both started calling out, hearing squeaks and not being able to pinpoint it.

"Bubba... come on, mummas got a yummy bottle for you"

Another squeak, and I spun on my heel, looking up...

"Uh, Ithiell?"

"Yea-ohcrap"

"How... did he get up there?!"

"He must have just climbed" Was Ithiell's response as Eoran slipped a little on the highest monitor, squeaking again and looking down at us.

"Bubba, stay there... Ithiell!"

"I got him" Ithiell opened his wings, flapping up and grabbing our son off the top of the monitors, hearing him squeak in protest before holding tight to his father.

As soon as they were down I grabbed Eoran out of Ithiell's arms, feeling him grasp onto me and kissing the top of his head.

"Oh bubba, don't ever do that again! You scared mumma half to death!"

Another squeak, and I felt tears come to my eyes as Ithiell put his arms around me, pulling both of us close.

"He's okay Mand... he just..."

"I can't... no, he can't do that again. That scared the crap out of me..."

"It's okay. We'll work out a way... maybe make his crib higher or something..."

"He's gonna get worse, isn't he?"

Ithiell pulled away, looking down at me.

"Well... yes. Both boys and girls learn to climb about this age, and... well, they get more adventurous as they grow"

I sighed, moving over to the couch and moving Eoran so he was on his back, using one arm to hold him and the other to wrap the bib around his neck. He made little excited sounds as I brought the specially made bottle down, and he latched onto it eagerly, beginning to drink.

"I'm scared Ithiell" I finally admitted, hearing more than seeing him sit beside me, looking at our son.

"It's normal Amanda, he'll-"

"Ithiell... I'm scared he'll hurt himself, like... we'll look away and hell fall off like a bookshelf and be crushed, or... he'll find a way to get out of the base..."

"He won't, don't worry. I'll make sure of that. We'll baby proof this whole place, all right?"

I just raised an eyebrow. He sighed, moving to get up and walk around the room.

I looked back down at Eoran, seeing his eyes slowly closing again. I felt his little tail slip, hanging down from my knee as his little hands slowly slid down the bottle. Soon, his little mouth stopped moving, and the liquid in the bottle shook a little, before I realised he wasn't drinking any more.

At least that remained the same. He would get to a point where he was full, and would fall back to sleep fairly quickly. I was just glad he slept more or less through the night now.

"Babe? He's out"

"All right, I'll take the crib back into our room"

"Yeah, good idea. I'm tired"

I picked Eoran up, holding his little body close to mine and seeing him try and grasp my necklace in his sleep, unable to stop a small smile form my face. He was nothing like me, but...

I loved him more than anything in the world. Maybe even more than I loved Ithiell.

So... you can tell, that was a lot of love.

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Once again Ithiell was at the computers, and I was sitting on the lounge watching some kind of daytime tv show, feeling a little bored. Eoran was asleep again, and his crib was right next to me, as I was afraid that if I let him out of my sight he would wake up and escape his crib again.

Splinter soon came to sit beside me, and Rtaia moved around and into her medical bay.

"I do not believe Heath is ready to be a father" Splinter commented, and I couldn't help but giggle a little. I was amazed at how into some of these shows he got, but I guess he needed something to do besides wonder how his sons were all the time.

They still came to train with him, but now we weren't all living together, I guessed he missed their companionship. But... he had me and Ithiell at least. And Rtaia sometimes too.

"I don't think he is Marie's baby daddy" I responded, twirling a stray piece of hair in my fingers, tempted to try and eat it.

"We shall see" He responded, hands on his lap. I smiled a little, taking the time to look over at Eoran. He was still out, thankfully.

"I got it!" Ithiell suddenly jumped up, knocking it over with a loud clang as he sped into Donnie's old lab (which he was now using for his own) and disappearing through the doors.

Unfortunately the loud noise woke up our son, and he started to squirm, making small cries.

"Come here bubba" I moved to pick him up, cuddling and rocking him a little as he sulked.

"Is something the matter?" Rtaia asked, coming out of the medical bay as I heard a small crash and things being thrown around in the darkened room.

"I don't know" I admitted, bouncing Eoran around until he settled back into sleep "But someone decided to make a ruckus while his son was sleeping!"

"Wasn't my intention, I assure you!" Was his response as I bounced Eoran a little more, making sure he was sleeping deeply enough for me to put him back into his cot.

"Doesn't excuse it! You're up with him tonight Ithiell!"

"I do believe that won't be an issue" He came out, holding some small little device, grinning from ear hole to ear hole.

"Whaaat have you found?" I pulled Eoran a little more closely to me, watching as Ithiell moved to his crib, finding a strange tool was now in his hands, as well as the little device.

"Something I designed with Donnie a while back while we were still playing around with equipment" He moved to place the device against one of the wood pillars of the cot, using his tool to connect them together.

"This better not be something that can hurt our son" I warned, half glaring at him as he worked away.

"Not at all!" He now looked up at me "Do you really think I'd put our little boy in that kind of danger?"

"Unintentionally, yes"

Ithiell shot me an annoyed look, before turning back to what he was doing, finally fixing the device to Eorans cot.

"It's a force field generator. It will only go over the top of his crib, and will stop him from climbing out and getting away from us"

"But... could it suffocate him?" I asked, and he got up, shaking his head at me.

"Not at all. All it's going to do is stop him from running amok"

"What about when he is old enough to sleep out of the cot?" Rtaia asked, moving to look at the device.

"He should be at an age where we can... okay, well maybe not" Ithiell seemed to reconsider his sentence halfway through, scratching his head a little.

"There has to be some way we can make sure this place is safe for him" Splinter spoke up, holding out his arms to take Eoran. I let him, knowing this was another thing that made him happy. He loved Eoran, probably because it reminded him of when the turtles were little...

"Well... how about we go and work out what the possible hazards are around this place, and go from there" I got up, sharing a look with Ithiell, then with Rtaia.

"This seems like a a good plan"

I went over to the big bookshelf in one corner of the room, pointing to it as I turned back to the three.

"Could fall down on him"

Ithiell put a finger to his chin, looking it up and down "I could find some way to suspend it, and make it some sort of slippery surface so he can't climb it"

"All right" I moved over to the more obvious obstacle, the computer with the monitors stacked on top of one another.

"That one is a bit harder... could make some sort of force field barrier to go around the entire table, so he can't get to it at all"

"Hmm, all right" We continued to move through the base, knocking out some of the easier ones like the hanger bay and Donnie's former lab, but there were alot of dangers around the base that none of us really ever thought about. Splinter followed us and pointed out a few as well. We would have to make sure all the doors had locks on them from now on, even the bathroom door.

We all converged back in the main room, all of us looking from Ithiell to Eoran. Ithiell looked a little worried.

"Gee, I didn't realise there were so many things he could get to. Gosh, and at his age..." He scratched the back of his head, looking at the still sleeping baby.

"Well, hun" I moved over, putting my hands on his chest and giving him a quick peck on the cheek "Better get working on all of those issues then, before he starts to become a real handful"

With that, I moved away, hearing him sigh, then "Sure thing dear"

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Constructive Criticism appreciated!