"That's for sure... don't want to keep her wanting to not leave, after all.", Juliet joked as Belle nodded. "Yeah... too bright might really frighten her.", she said.
Juliet smiled, "Don't worry, the curtains will be mostly covering the windows, with a couple of windows streaming through with natural light. Just have to figure out the best way to give us light to see what's going on, but not too much to frighten our daughter.".
Belle smiled, and so they got to the side door, with Mrs. Potts told by their request to do it in the library. Granted, she was a bit taken aback, but considering that Belle has a love of the library as much as Perla, she couldn't blame them, and gave orders to the few staff members nearby to prepare the cushioned bed, and they ran to the library while Belle walked slowly, with Juliet at one side, and her papa at the other.
Maurice was surprised when Belle begged him to attend as he was forbidden from the room when Belle's mother was giving birth to her, with two midwives in attendance, and seeing that Belle would want family around her, he gave in happily.
It took a half hour to get to the library, with Belle moaning in pain every few minutes, and true to Juliet's word, the library was considerably darkened, with a few windows here and there, to let sunlight through, enough for anyone to see well enough.
Belle was laid down to be checked for the progress of her labor, with decent blankets to cover her, as the library doors closed, Mrs. Potts checking, "Well, I'll be, you're in luck! You're halfway dilated, Belle.".
"That's good, right?", Belle asked softly, and Mrs. Potts replied, "Dilation would perhaps be quick, but I can't say about the stage of actual labor. It would be slow which is normal for first timers, or maybe a tad fast if the baby is eager.".
"Let's hope it's the latter so we can get this done faster. The less time you're in pain, the better.", Juliet added as Belle squeezed her hand. Praying that everything would be alright, that their fears earlier about what sort of damage Gaston had done to her might have been fixed or prevented.
Maurice replied, "Then let's distract you while we can!", before heading to one of the bookcases, and Belle smiled at the effort of her father. He may not be the best reader in the world, but he's fairly alright at it.
45 minutes passed as Maurice read a few books out loud, with Juliet massaging Belle's shoulders and back while she moaned and cried softly in pain, taking deep breaths from the contractions as they changed their pace over and over from slow to fast.
"Am I all dilated, Mrs. Potts?", Belle pleaded, and Mrs. Potts checked before nodding, "Yes, dear. Breathe and push!". Belle was relieved to hear that, and her family held into her hands as she took deep breaths, and at the end of another contraction, she pushed, crying out in pain.
This continued for another hour, and her cries of pain worsened as she can feel the baby getting closer and closer, something churning in her gut as she panted out, "It's so hard!".
Juliet kissed her on the cheek, "I know, you got this, Belle, we're almost there! You're strong, push!", and Belle nodded, taking a deep breath, and pushed, before crying out loud in pain, and Mrs. Potts announced, "Oh, that's it, I see a bit of the head crowning! Do it again!".
Maurice laughed heartily with tears priming at the corner of his eyes, "That's it, Belle!", and Belle breathed deeply, grunting as she cried out in pain, feeling the burn of her vagina stretching out, and Mrs. Potts replied, "Good, that's it!", reaching to help the head out before a look of horror came over her face as the shoulders showed slightly.
The little face is pale, with blue lips, with the cord over the shoulder, trapped between her back and the birth canal. "Oh, no...", Mrs. Potts whispered.
"What? What's wrong?!", Juliet asked, as panic was now starting to take the group. "Problem! We have a problem!", Mrs. Potts admitted as now everyone was starting to be worried.
Belle cried in fear as Mrs. Potts shouted, "Push! We have to get the shoulders out!", and Belle sobbed as she took a shaky deep breath and pushed, shouting out in pain, as the shoulders came through her vagina, and Mrs. Potts gently yet quickly pulled the baby out, swiftly taking the cord off, patting the back, "Come on, come on, please!".
Belle sobbed as she couldn't take her eyes off the sight, collapsing into Juliet's arms, sweaty and tired, as Juliet was horrified, tears falling down her cheeks, as Mrs. Potts kept on for a minute before closing her eyes, afraid to say the words.
A heartbreaking scream echoed through the castle, and the pair of Jiminy and Sylvia looked up in surprise and fear, with Jiminy replying, "Something's wrong.", and Sylvia then widened her eyes as she realized that it came from the library, feeling Belle and Juliet's horror, and said, "Sorry, Jiminy, but I gotta pop over!", doing apparition from Jiminy's side to Mrs. Potts' side in a loud pop.
"Quick, hand me the baby!", Sylvia urged, and Mrs. Potts nodded, handing the baby girl to her, and Sylvia gently placed the baby on the cushion, doing a technique she saw in a future vision, praying that it works, placing two fingers on the chest as she did mouth-to-mouth.
"What is she doing?!", Belle shouted as Juliet held her hand. "Helping, I think... she might know something that we don't know.", Juliet told her as Belle started to sob, fearful that she might have already just lost her baby.
Two minutes later, just as Sylvia was about to give another breath to the baby, the baby then gave out a hearty wail of life, fighting with her fists as she wiggled and shivered as her skin became normal and her lips pink and rosy, crying out loud.
Sylvia heaved in relief as Mrs. Potts picked up the baby, cleaning her before she handed her to a crying and overjoyed Belle, "My baby!", as the baby cried and wiggled, lively as she was in the womb, as Juliet laughed in shock and relief, tears on her cheeks as well.
Maurice looked at Sylvia, "What was that, Miss Sylvia?", and Sylvia replied, "Baby CPR, which is anonyms for Cardiopulmonary resuscitation. I occasionally get a vision of the future about things, random or peculiar...Thank goodness that I did it from memory...".
"Just like with Ray and Evangeline...", Juliet whispered; Ray had explained to the family about the whole coming up with Evangeline's name even when she already had it.
Belle looked at Sylvia with tearful eyes, "Thank you, Sylvia! Thank you for saving our daughter...Oh, sweetie, Mama's here...Momma's here too...Thank god that you're okay...", kissing her daughter gently as she caressed her head, turning her attention to her.
Her daughter softly cried as she wiggled and whimpered, snuffling as her skin is a warm tan tone, her nose having freckles across like Juliet, her dark ginger red hair in little tufts, and she twitched, trying to open her eyes, and Juliet smiled gently, "Let me help you, little one.", as she dabbed a warm rag gently across her eyes.
Their daughter then blinked a few times fast before clearly opening them, revealing a dark green eye on the left side, and a dark brown eye on the right side. Juliet gasped in surprise, "Look at that. Maurice, she got your eye color, and my papa's eye color. I guess she was able to have separate colors in place of hazel in your eyes, my love.", as her eye color was slightly lighter by a shade lower.
"Somewhat find it strange how so many kids in this family seem to have differing eye colors.", Maurice said as Belle chuckled.
"Magic, Papa... there's probably your answer. Certainly in this case.. magic probably is the only reason you're still here with us, little one...", Belle sniffled as she was about to break down crying again.
Sylvia replied, "I admit I used a tiny bit of magic, but that was purely instinct. And the kids aren't all related in this family, but genes are genes. In this case, grandfathers to granddaughter for the eye colors, like how she got Juliet's hair and freckles, and Belle's skin tone.".
Mrs. Potts replied, "What are you going to name her, dears?", and Belle whispered, "Gianna...", glancing at Juliet who smiled widely, realizing that she's going Italian.
"It's perfect...She's half Italian and half French, after all...Gianna Mirabelle Tarache.", using Belle and Maurice's surname as Juliet smiled at Belle who widened her eyes, tears falling as she kissed Juliet on the lips happily.
Maurice smiled, "It's a wonderful fit for my granddaughter.", as Gianna cooed before her belly grumbled hungrily, and she whined, and Belle smiled so widely as she freed her shirt some to breastfeed as Gianna hungrily and eagerly latched into Belle's breast, suckling.
Mrs. Potts looked relieved, "She's clearly lively and hungry and very healthy...Thank you, Sylvia.", and Sylvia nodded with a smile, "I care for all of this family very much, and Gianna is part of that. Now if you'll excuse me, I must pop back to Jiminy's side, he must be confused and concerned.".
The group nodded, and Sylvia apparated back to Jiminy's side with a pop as he was talking with one of the staff members, and Jiminy looked at Sylvia, "Sylvia, is everything okay?".
"Yes... now it is.", Sylvia explained as Jiminy gave her a look as she sighed, "The newborn... she... she had been tangled with her cord. She wasn't breathing for a few moments there when she was born.".
Jiminy widened his eyes, "Oh, my! That was why there was that heartbreaking scream from one of the girls...", and Sylvia nodded, "I think it was Belle. Turns out Mrs. Potts tried the back technique, but no use, but thankfully, from one of the visions I occasionally had, there was something called CPR, and one of the techniques is for babies, and so, I saved her. Gods, you should have seen the overjoyed gratitude on Belle and Juliet's faces when little Gianna announced herself with a big wail of life.".
"Gianna?", Jiminy gave a relieved smile, and Sylvia chuckled, "Gianna Mirabelle Tarache. She's quite lively and successfully feeding by the moment I left.".
Jiminy chuckled, "You are more incredible every time I get to know you through your stories and beyond.", and Sylvia blushed, smiling as she pushed a strand over her ear, flirting, "You are even more handsome every time you compliment me.".
Jiminy was now the one blushing when she said that before she chuckled. "So... everything's alright now?", he asked as she nodded.
"I'm fairly confident now she won't have any issues; I think I was able to help soon enough before she could have permanent issues.", Sylvia replied.
Jiminy smiled in relief, "That's good. And if I know Mrs. Potts, she would be checking on the family for quite a while, just to be sure, though I have a feeling that Belle and Juliet would bring the crib in the room, to keep an eye on her and all which I don't blame them for.".
Sylvia chuckled, "Indeed. I couldn't blame them either.", before smirking, "Now, where were we before I popped away from your side?". Jiminy hummed, "I believe you were about to ask me something?".
Sylvia blushed, smiling, "Oh, now I remember...What were you going to do when you lifted me from the floor to the wall behind that curtain? Listen, I know we had intense conversations and incredible moments of making out, but never beyond that...Is something stopping you there, Jiminy?".
Jiminy turned red once more as Sylvia gave a small smile. "Well... actually, there is...", he admitted to her as she nodded. "Is it... is it because of what I am?", she asked.
"No, you will never be just an enchantress to me, Sylvia, you are a woman, a woman of great emotion and a heart behind it. You are a great conversationalist, a kind listener, and a vivid learner, and passion in everything you do..", Jiminy replied sincerely and firmly.
Sylvia widened her eyes in surprise, never, ever imagining that a man would accept her for all who she is, and whispered, "It's not what I am?".
Jiminy exhaled, "Not that...I know I'm a human, a man, thanks to Evangeline, but I'm still worried that I still have a few cricket attributes...You know I sorta jump high in the air when the kids play a prank on me out of nowhere...".
Sylvia raised an eyebrow as she giggled, "That's true, but get to the point, Jiminy.", and Jiminy exhaled, "My father was a wild cricket...He claimed my mother as his mate...", blushing red, "Male crickets has the tendency to mate at least 30 times a day. And they mate from behind the females...And...the male part of procreation is slightly less than half the body of the cricket, depending on the type of cricket...", so glad that there's no servants on this floor, and figured that Sylvia had mostly never bothered about learning about the lesser creatures on Earth.
"Jiminy...", Sylvia gave him a look as he sighed and nodded, "Sorry, I'm rambling... I just think, the main thing is, is that you're a magical being, able to quickly go all over the world in an instant... and I'm just a mere mortal man who was only a cricket sometime ago...".
Sylvia smiled softly, grabbing his hand gently, "Jiminy, cricket attributes or not, you're always amazing. You're not just a mere mortal man. You're a great advisor, a wonderful listener, and yes, I don't mind it when you ramble, it makes you cute and sincere, and well-meaning in every way you do and are.".
Jiminy widened his eyes, awed to hear her say all those things, and Sylvia did a teasing smile even as she blushed, "Enchantresses, with magic, has quite good stamina...If you really have one or two of those cricket attributes in human style more or less, I'd not mind at all.".
"I... I don't know what to say...", Jiminy said as she responded by leaning forward and giving him a kiss on the lips. "Think of something now?", Sylvia teased.
Jiminy huskily whispered, "The first question you asked? Behind that curtain, when I was picking you up from the floor to the wall, I wanted to ravish you with my lips and dry hump you...", and Sylvia shivered in delight, purring, "There's nobody else on this floor...What are you waiting for?", with a mischievous smile.
"You sure?", Jiminy asked as she rolled her eyes before he nodded. "Right, sorry...", he chuckled as he kissed her once more.
Sylvia moaned softly in the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck and Jiminy wrapped his arms around her body, caressing her as he lifted her up by the ass, pinning her to the wall as he murmured huskily, "Say my name...", moving his lips to sensually kiss just shy of her ear, to trail slow, sensual kisses down her neck.
"Jiminy...", Sylvia moaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and Jiminy growled ever so softly as he sharply yet hesitatingly dry humped her, and Sylvia gasped, "Oh, Jiminy, yes!".
"You like what I'm doing?", Jiminy asked as she nodded. "Please... don't stop... this... oh, you're so amazing...", Sylvia whispered. "And I'm barely starting...", Jiminy huskily whispered.
Sylvia moaned and gasped from Jiminy's ravishing kisses on her neck and the confident thrusts of his dry humping, his hand on the wall to keep Sylvia in place, with his other hand caressing her body through her clothes, with Sylvia's hands caressing his hair and his back through his clothes as well.
"Jiminy...", Sylvia moaned as Jiminy backed away for a moment. "I... I got to ask... what do you want?", he asked her. "I don't know how much time you have, but... is there anything you truly want from me in the time you have here this afternoon?".
Sylvia raised an eyebrow, "How many times must I hint at this?", one of her hands moving to caress his skin under his shirt shoulders, "I don't know personally, but I know I got lots of stamina to keep up with you...".
Jiminy then widened his eyes as it finally clicked from all those hints she said earlier, and he breathily, huskily whispered, "You want to be my mate?", looking at her with lust, desire, love, and a growing glimmer of passionate possessiveness.
"We're not exactly lovers or in a courtship, hmm?", Sylvia replied with a chuckle, "Is it turning you on, myself wanting to be your mate?", happily going with his cricket attributes as they are part of him.
Jiminy nodded as Sylvia smirked. "Good.", she said as they kissed again as he continued to caress her. "Jiminy, how about we take this somewhere a bit more comfortable for us if we're going to mate?", she winked.
Jiminy throatily growled, "Yes...", before holding her tightly as he took her off the wall, ravishing her neck passionately with his lips, dry humping her even harder, and Sylvia gasped out loud, "Jiminy, oh, yes, don't stop!", as she managed to look through the hallway, seeing one of the doors loosely open a bit, and with a finger twitching of magic, she opened the door, satisfied to see that it's a small bedroom with an adult bed, seeing the slight sign of dust, signifying that the room was unoccupied.