Choosing Life

Chapter Seven

Uma chuckled as she and Harry walked through the Isle. They'd been sent by Mal to deliver a care package to the hospital on the Isle—some of the workers there would deliver it to Maddy and Zevon, or more importantly their new baby.

Gods, I can't believe Zevon had a kid, Uma thought as she shook her head. Well actually I can but maybe I just don't want to believe it. Because that would mean thinking about Zevon doing certain activities that will just make me ask Mal to invent brain bleach.

She was thankful that she wouldn't have to go anywhere near Zevon or Maddy—though running one of them through with her sword was always tempting, Uma wasn't going to leave a child parentless.

Even if that parent was as horrid as Zevon or Maddy would be.

"How long has it been since we saw the old clubhouse?" Uma asked as she and Harry made their way down the Isle streets, their feet taking them through a well familiar path.

"I was just going to ask that actually cap'n," Harry said with a small chuckle. "Though I'm sure that Henry's kept our clubhouse well protected or at least he did when he was on the Isle."

"Harry, no one but you, me, Mal, and Jay knew where the clubhouse was."

"...you may have a point there." Harry said as Uma shook her head slightly. The two of them made their way to their old clubhouse, Uma smiling as she opened the gate with the old falling rocks sign.

"You know Mal asked if she could tell Rea where the clubhouse was?" Uma asked as they made their way up the stairs.

"Why would she need to do that? Isn't the lass like three?"

"Well yes but Uncle Hades wants to bring her when she's older so that she gets a sense of the Isle. Plus he'll need someone to help out at the restaurant while he's doing the Underworld work so Rea probably won't see the Isle until she's in her teens."

"So why's Mal worrying about it now? She's got plenty of time."

Uma shrugged. "Probably wants to do it while it's on her mind. Other than that, I'm not entirely sure as to why Mali would worry about it when Rea's three."

"If Rea knows, we should probably let Hadie know too," Harry said. "Otherwise, it's looking like we're favoring the lass over the little Lord."

"You know he hates it when you call him that, right?"

"Why do you think I said it when he wasn't around to hear it?"

Uma chuckled and shook her head, smiling as she turned the corner to see their clubhouse in all its glory. It was a welcomed sight after being in the hospital, and seeing Zevon and Maddy's kid.

"That poor kid..." Uma whispered as she and Harry stood in front of the window that allowed them access to view the new additions to the Isle. "If I didn't know the uproar it would cause...I almost want to kidnap him."

He's got Harry's hair too, Uma thought as wisps of black hair poked out of the hat the hospital had given Matt. And I'm a Godling with a father who has friends on the other side. Who's to say if I'd show signs of pregnancy anyway?

She wasn't one hundred percent sure she wanted kids—her job would keep her away from them too long. Growing up on the Isle taught her that kids deserved to be with their parents and vice versa.

But what Uma did know was that the child in front of her deserved more than a future where Zevon would be his father and Maddy his mother.

"And I'd help you with that cap'n," Harry whispered back, pulling Uma out of her thoughts. "If it wouldn't cause extra stress for Mal. What with her...condition and all."