Mr. Sandman, Bring Me a Dream

Chapter V

I felt Lucienne watching me as I paced a little, watching as my hand went to the baby bump that was already beginning to form. I had predicted I might have only been a couple of weeks along, but not into my second trimester. I shivered as I wondered how quickly this baby would grow. And how much danger I would be in before and after this baby is born. I feared for my husband and my growing child that would be born. 

Possibly sooner than I thought given the rate at which it was growing. "Lucienne? Might I ask a question?" I inquired, hoping to get my query answered. She looks at me and nods as she and I both look at the bump. "My baby is growing at an alarming rate. Is it healthy?" I question her and she walks forward, taking the place of my hands. I could feel the magic in my body as I feel a wayward kick. 

She smiles at me. "Alarmingly so. You will feel the need to intake increasingly more food, but your babies will be born healthy in a few days time." She informs me as my mouth falls open. Only a few days? And I will be having more than one. "How many?" I questioned as another kick was thrown in my stomach. More magic flowed through me, making one of them put another kick in my side.

"Only two. A boy and a girl." She tells me and I smile at her as Morpheus returns. I rushed to him and wrapped my arms around him. He returned my hug. "Come along, dearest." He says in his deep baritone as he starts leading me away. "May I ask where the two of you are off to, sire?" Lucienne questions my husband as I felt his hand pressed to the middle of my back, leading me as my 16-week belly was becoming close to 24 weeks.

"London." He says shortly, earning a slightly snappish retaliatory statement about him being trapped there for the past 100 years. Realizing that she was out of line she holds up her hands. "Sorry. Why London?" She questions, curious. Just as I was curious to wonder if I could be traveling to London while 24 weeks pregnant. "The sand was sold there. When I have it back, I will seek out my helm. In hell." He states blatantly.

I glance up at Lucienne and then sigh. "My love, I can go with you to London, but I can't go further than that. Not in my condition." I started gently, leading up to the main point that I was getting to. So I steeled my nerves and took a breath. "So will you grant me one favour before we leave?" I ask him, looking up at him through my lashes. I knew that Lucienne was thinking the same thing that I was going to ask.

"Whatever you would like, my love." He promises me and I smile. "Bring a Raven with us. And take that Raven with you into Hell." I tell him gently. He looked a little angry with me and he reminds me that he didn't need a minder. I knew what this was about. It was about Jessamy. I sighed and looked down at my stomach. "Then perhaps a Raven can mind me. And Damon and Jessamy." I suggest, rubbing my stomach.

I watched his eyes drift down to my stomach as I rubbed it. "I would hate for our twins to be harmed and a Raven could notify you if I was to be injured or go into labour." I suggest, the lies rolling off my tongue easily. I glanced at Lucienne while Dream was distracted and shot her a wink. She smiled at my little sign of mischief. She too knew exactly what I was doing. I heard Morpheus sigh and my attention went back to him.

"Very well, you may take a Raven. But needn't have to have him watch me." He reminds me as I wrap my arms around him in a hug. "Thank you, my love. It's all I ask." I whisper to him, knowing I was going to go back on my word the minute he was looking to go into Hell. He turns away from my hug to face the water again. "If this Constantine is anything like her ancestor, she will serve me well enough." He says to the two of us. 

I smile at his back as he created a stairway. I accept the hand he offers me and wave at Lucienne. "Send that Raven whenever you can." I tell her and she nods. I lift my skirts to allow me to walk more easily during my pregnancy. "So, Damon and Jessamy?" He questions curiously as we walked. I smiled softly. "Well, Jessamy is after your bird and Damon was what Mother wanted to name me apparently when she thought she was having two boys."

I admit to him as we continue. I hear him chuckle slightly. "Your mother wanted to name you after a source of tranquility?" He says and I sighed loudly. I nodded as we finally reached the waking world again. I was dressed in a nice, plain, black dress that came to my knees. A long black coat kept me warm and my hair was up in a ponytail. We both stood at the top of some steps as Johanna Constantine was chatting away with an elderly woman. 

She started towards us, not seeing us. She even turned around to walk backward for a moment when Morpheus broke the silence. "Constantine." He says simply, causing her to whirl around. She stops to look at us, just staring at the two of us. And I had to admit, my husband looked great in a black Sherlock coat. "Have we met?" She questions us, her eyes drifting down to my baby bump that had ballooned to at least 28 to 30 weeks pregnant.

I placed a hand over it protectively and she looked away from it quickly. "We have business, you and I." Dream tells her, pulling her focus from me to him. She lets out a little huff as I look around, wondering where the Raven that Lucienne was sending was. "Get in line, bruv. Can't keep God waiting." She informs us walking straight past us. We both look over at her before I'm offered a hand. 

"Come along, darling." He tells me and leads me to the church. As we walk in, we can hear the calls and screams. Dream leads me into the main part of the church, only for us to find Johanna facing off with a demon. I recognized him from one of my father's many books on demon manifestation. "His name is Agilieth." I say, moving down the stairs towards Johanna. He looks past me towards my husband.

"I'm flattered that a dream knows me, Lord Morpheus, after your time away." He hisses at Dream. I step away, making room between the two in order to protect my children. "And a pregnant one at that." He started towards me before stopping to look back at Morpheus for a moment. "Though I must confess, I almost didn't recognize you without your helm." He tells my husband, tilting his head tauntingly.

"I wonder where your helm could be." He continued to tease, even though my husband showed no sign of flinching away. I actually started drifting into my own head as I earned a few more kicks from my children. I was quite literally brought back to earth when Agilieth went up in flames. I looked at Morpheus who looked almost desperate as the demon was flushed back down into hell. 

I watched him run down the stairs to try and stop the exorcism but it was too late. The demon was destroyed and flushed down into the depths of fire which swallowed him up. "You have no idea what you've done." He practically hisses at Johanna who shuts the bible. I rushed down the steps as fast as I could in my condition. But she didn't care and you could tell as I listened to her words as she stalked off. 

"Oi, Ric! Whom do I invoice this, Church of England or Buckingham Palace?"