Immortals

Twenty-one

Calum
I walked out of the room and saw Stella's eyes sparkle as she looked up at me, "Wanna go see Luna?" I asked and she nodded, taking Luke's hand and pulling him to the room. "You have to be quiet okay? The baby is sleeping and mummy's very tired." I explained and Stella nodded, I led her into the room to see Michael cradling Luna in his arms with his eyes half open. "Oh, my kitten is so tired." I cooed and walked over to him, running my hand through his red hair. "Can I hold Luna mummy?" Stella asked and Michael sleepily nodded, Stella sat down and I took Luna, laying her in Stella's little arms carefully. "Hi Luna, I'm your big sister Stella. I'm gonna teach you everything that mummy and Papa taught me, like how to show your fangs and how to play guitar like mummy can. I'm gonna sing to you when you can't sleep so mummy and daddy can sleep, I'll feed you your milky if mummy or Papa can't. I'll be the best big sister ever. I promise." Stella smiled and kissed Luna's forehead, I heard Michael sob happily. "Oh my god, how did she get like that with me as her mum?" He chuckled and wiped his tired eyes, he yawned slightly and I looked to Luke, he nodded and bent down to Stella's height. "Stella Bella, mummy needs to sleep and so does Luna. Let's let them get their rest okay?" Luke smiled and Stella nodded, I took Luna and laid her in her basonette as Luke and Stella left the room. "Cally, cuddle with me?" Michael whined and I walked over to him, sitting next to him and he cuddled into my side. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him to my side, watching as he fell asleep as soon as his head touched my shoulder.

Michael
I woke up to Luna's cries and I got up, going into her room to see her softly crying now that I was in the room, I picked her up and bounced her up and down on my shoulder, "What's the matter Luna?" I frowned and she weakly coughed. "Oh, are you icky?" I pouted and cradled her in my arms, I put my two fingers on her forehead and felt the small fever she had. "Oh my little sunshine has a itty bitty fever." I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and I put her on my shoulder, then feeling something warm run down my back. "Oh, and you just puked." I chuckled to my self and laid her down in her crib, taking off my vomit stained shirt and balling it up so the sickness wasn't falling off, I picked Luna back up and walked downstairs, throwing away the sick stained white tshirt that I would never wear again. "Let's go see Papa." I cooed and walked to the bedroom, seeing Calum sitting up in bed and awake. "Where's your shirt babe?" Calum asked, "Luna puked all over it because she's sick." I frowned and walked over to him, he opened his arms and I laid Luna in them. He kissed her warm forehead and I put on my Nirvana tshirt, then sitting in bed next to Calum and kissing Luna's forehead, then laying down. "We gotta make sure Luna isn't around Stella too much, don't want both of our princesses to be sick." I frowned. "Don't want you to get sick either." Calum smiled and bent down to kiss my forehead, "Go to sleep beautiful. " He whispered and got up, bouncing Luna lightly in his arms as I slowly fell asleep.

Calum
× 3 days later ×
"You feeling better baby girl?" I cooed as I looked at Luna, who was now getting a lot better. Her fever went from 102.4 to 100.2 in just two days and now the fever was gone. I tickled her tummy and she giggled softly, I heard a gentle cough and I turned to the door, seeing a bed headed Michael in just a red flannel and boxers with Stella on his hip. "Hi Papa." Stella smiled as Michael walked over, "Hi babe." Michael yawned, his voice raspy and hoarse. "What's wrong with your voice?" I asked and Michael put Stella down, "My throat hurts a little, but I'm fine." He sniffled and pulled his flannel sleeves past his finger tips, turning around and gently coughing into his sweater paw. "Come here." I demanded and he shook his head, playing with his sweater paws and slightly hunching over, looking at his feet. "Mikey, come on kitten." I sighed and he scooted closer, I walked over to him and I played with his bright red hair, "Calum, I'm *cough* fine." He croaked. I put my hand on his forehead and felt a fever, "Oh, you're burning up Mikey." I cooed and he sniffled. "I think Luna gave me her flu." He yawned, "How long have you been up?" I asked. "Well, I woke up at about 3 am and I walked into the bathroom, then puked a little, then Stella had a nightmare and I comforted her and it's now.....6 am." He sighed, leaning on his hip and crossing his arms over his chest. "Go to bed babe, call me if you need anything. Even just a cuddle, I'll come up." I ordered, "But, Stella is kinda hyper and Luna is still a little ill..." He sighed. "Go to bed." I demanded, "Stella, should I go to bed because I'm sick?" Michael asked. "Mummy, go to bed if you're icky!" She gasped and tugged on his flannel sleeve, "I'm coming baby girl." He hoarsley chuckled and walked to the bedroom, Stella holding his pale hand the whole way. A couple minutes later, Stella came running in with a huge smile on her face, "I tucked mummy in and gave him big kiss on his cheek to feel better." She giggled and I picked her up, "Luna's asleep and mummy's asleep, what should you and me do?" I asked. "I wanna make mummy a picture." She smiled, "Let's go do that." I grinned and we walked downstairs, putting Stella down and getting her paper and her crayons, "Here you go Stella." I smiled as I gave her the materials, "Thanks Papa." She grinned and immediately started drawing stick figures. I made coffee for me and Michael as well as filling a sippy cup with juice for Stella, "I all done Papa!" She cheered and she showed me the paper, it had four stick figures. One was bright red, one was brown, one was yellow, and one was black. "It's me, you, and Luna taking care of mummy." She smiled, "That's beautiful sweetie. Mummy is gonna love it." I smiled and she raced up to the bedroom. I followed her with Michael's coffee and saw her sitting on the bed next to Michael, explaining the picture with a huge smile on her face. "I love it beautiful, thank you." Michael whispered and kissed her head to avoid getting her sick the best he could, I walked in as Stella walked out and sat down next to Michael, "Thanks babe." He smiled as I handed him the mug of coffee and he sipped a little before putting it down on his bedside table. "Did you take your temperature?" I asked and he shook his head whilst coughing gently, followed by a cute high pitched sneeze. "Okay, are you a vampire or a kitten because seriously?" I laughed and he hoarsley chuckled, then he reached into the desk draw and took out a thermometer. He handed it to me with a cute little smile and I took it, he opened his mouth and I put the thermometer in, he played with his large sweater paws and the thermometer beeped, I took it out and read the number. "103.4, my poor kitten." I pouted and kissed his forehead, he yawned and I laid him down, "Thank you Dr.Hood." He winked and pulled the blanket up to his chin. "Get some rest okay?" I smiled and pecked his cheek, seeing his eyes close and he fell asleep in a blink of an eye before I left the room.