High Tides ||Neteyam Sully||

10|| Family

We had caught up with them, but Neteyam was rushing to his family.

We went after them and I never let go of Tuk, now holding her hand and trying to comfort her as best I could.

Despite my attempts, Tuk sobbed and screamed at the sight of her sister.

Neytiri grabbed her youngest daughter from me as she heard her cries.

Jake grabbed Kiri from Neteyams arms and laid her within their Marui.

"What happened?"

"We took them to our spirit tree," I spoke to them stepping forward.

"She connected and had a seizure," Neteyam spoke looking down.

"It was my fault," I snapped my attention to Tsireya as she began crying, I pulled her into a hug and shook my head.

Jake began typing on his technology.

Neytiri sat with her daughter and held her hand.

I held my sister as she cried, "Reya you need to get mother." I wiped her tears as she looked at me, "Go get mother."

She nodded, wiped her face and ran off to get our mother.

"Norm is on the way." Jake placed his hand on Neytiris's shoulder and sat with his family.

I placed my hand on Neteyam's shoulder. He looked back at me and I saw worry and anger in his eyes. I moved my hand off his shoulder. He moved closer to me and hugged me. I hugged him and placed my hand on the back of his head.

I felt my shoulder start to get wet, yet he didnt sob or whimper. He was silently letting his tears fall. My hug tightened and I looked at Jake as he stood up and walked out past us.

I let go of Neteyam and looked at him "Go with your father, I will stay with your sisters and mother."

Neteyam hugged me again and ran off after his father.

I walked in and sat with Neytiri, holding her arm and hugging Tuk to my body tightly. 

In the distance, I heard the loud hum of human machines.

I ignored it and soothed Tuk by stroking her head. Neytiri began muttering prayers and pleads to Mother Eywa. 

I hugged Neytiri and looked at her, "My mother will heal her, she will be okay."

At that comment, Neytiri burst into tears and sobbed on her daughter's stomach.

Behind us, the hum died down. Not long after jake and Neteyam returned, this time with a sky person and a Dream Walker. 

At the sight of them, I stood up, moving around them while keeping my eyes on them. 

My hand found its way to the blade on my hip. But before I could draw it Neteyam placed his hand atop it. 

My eyes flicked to him as they set up equipment and more machines, connecting them to Kiri.

I turned and walked out of their Marui, watching from outside of the home, my eyes never leaving the newcomers. 

They began speaking to Jake and Neytiri stood back, watching with little emotion crossing her face, a contrast to the sobbing mess she was earlier. Tuk sat watching intently her eyes still teary and she sniffled softly as she sat away from the three men. 

I saw my mother begin walking towards their Marui, Tsireya holding her dish of equipment behind her, she still hung her head in shame, blaming herself. 

My mother walked in and looked at the men and machines in disgust, "I see that I am not needed here." She went to leave.

"You are Tsahik," Neytiri stopped my mother. 

That caused my mother to look down at the machines and her face twisted slightly, "Remove these things!" 

"Out! You have done nothing!" 

My eyes flicked to Neteyam, he had his eyes cast down and was watching the men from the corner of his eye. 

I stepped towards him and placed my hand on his folded arms. He looked me in the eyes and I could see tears welling up slightly again. 

"She will be okay." 

The men rushed out from the Marui and away from the angry mother. 

I stood next to Neteyam, my head lent back against the woven wall of their mauri. he took the same position and closed his eyes. 

I looked at him seeing tears slip down his cheeks. I reached out and touched his arm, rubbing my thumb along his skin attempting to soothe him. 

Lo'ak suddenly came running to us, "What's wrong? What happened?" 

"Kiri had a seizure." I looked at Lo'ak, and frowned my brow, "Where were you? Were you safe?" 

He nodded and looked in at my mother tending to Kiri, Tuk helping her by holding things that she needed. Neytiri sat close by watching and waiting for her daughter to rise. 

He leaned against the wall and looked down, "I should have been here to help." He muttered to himself and Tsireya jumped up to touch his shoulder. 

"Nobody could have predicted this, Lo'ak. Do not blame yourself." 

I looked between each worried face and my eyes settled on Rotoxo. 

He had bitten his lip raw and was staring in at Kiri, his eyes had been rubbed red and his face was tear-stained.

I stepped to him and pulled him in for a hug, and at the contact, he broke into sobs. 

I soothed him the only way I remembered he liked, holding his head into my shoulder and rubbing his back like his mother often did when we were younger. 

He sobbed harder and clung to me. I shared a look with Ao'nung and he nodded. Rotxo loved Kiri, and Kiri was hurt. 

Tsireya walked over to us and held his shoulder, "She will be okay," She looked at the brothers before looking into the Marui at our mother, "Mother will heal her." 

Rotxo pulled away from me, turning from the two brothers and wiped his face, trying to regain his composure.

"Kiri!" We heard from inside the Mauri, "You're awake."

I walked in and aided my exhausted mother to her feet as the rest of the sully family walked in to see the girl. Tsireya grabbed Mother's things and Ao'nung and I walked her slowly out of the Marui.

I smiled at the family as tears were shed and hugs exchanged. 

I looked at my mother and hugged her tight, her baby belly was growing and the sibling within her was the reason she grew so exhausted. From rise to eclipse, she had worked to heal Kiri. 

We reached our own Marui where our father was waiting to aid his mate in regaining her energy, he had set up food and drinks, made a more comfortable place for her to rest and was ready to tend to her every need.

We set our mother down on the soft bedding he had piled for her, Tsireya placing mothers things away and Ao'nung leaving to check on Rotxo I would assume. 

I slowly fed mother fruit as she herself began to cry. Seeing my mother's break of emotions made my father sit with her and hold his forehead to hers, "It is okay, My love."

she placed a hand on her stomach and pulled me to her as well, crying into my hair while she repeated, "My babies."

At her affection, I began crying yet again.