I Dare You (Random Updates)

Chapter 21

Isis couldn't fully make out what Sean was saying as it sounded like a high-pitched noise was blaring in her ears. Trying to bring herself out of her panic she held tightly to her son while closing her eyes and leaning her head at the back of his head. Puppy had always been her biggest help in getting herself grounded.

"Isis," a stern voice filtered through the noise. She felt someone lift her up while another pried her arms away from her son. She tried to keep her grip though hands kept hers from doing so. "Isis listen," that voice demanded again.

Her head was spinning and becoming foggy as someone took her son from her and someone else held her. She should have been terrified but the calming scents and soothing sounds around her kept her calm. She felt herself being placed in someone's lap sideways and all she felt was calm. She curled into herself a little more as she gripped their shirt and pressed herself closer to them.

Something in her flipped and she pushed her head into the person's neck while making mewling noises. "Shh, it's okay, Kitten. Everything is going to be okay," the gruff voice said as she dug her nails into the person's stomach. She wasn't sure who it was but they kept petting her head which was bringing her a sense of calm.

"She finally slipped into her headspace, didn't she?" Marc questioned as he watched Momma and Sean look over Osiris. The men in the room kept glancing at Isis in Silas's lap and how Osiris was as he was being treated.

"Yes, I think with all the stress she's been dealing with lately and this incident was the tipping point. Now, we need to take care of her and figure out how far her headspace goes. Like if she is verbal, what toys and items she would like and definitely going to need to establish rules," Owen said as he walked over to Silas and began to pet Isis's head. Isis mewled and began to purr bringing a smile to Owen's face.

"Oh, my lords! Did you see!!" Luke whispered yelled as he slapped Gabe's shoulder, "He's smiling! Like an actual smile!"

"Okay, hell has officially frozen over or pigs are flying," Brandon teased as he turned to the two troublemakers.

Owen rolled his eyes as he walked over to Uncle who happened to just enter the room. Uncle was frozen in the door entryway as he observed everyone in the room. Sean was administering medicine to Osiris, the men were scattered around the room and Isis was mewling in Silas' lap. His jaw dropped as he put together what possibly happened till he joined them after dealing with the dumb bimbo.

"Well, I had my suspicions but now I know for a fact she is a Kitten pet. The way she would react to loud noises, anything sparkly, basking in the sun for short naps, and her addiction to milk. Oh, let's not forget her trying to give me a heart attack as she climbed trees," Uncle mused lowly though the men heard every word. "Also explains her obsession with soft furry blankets and constantly running her fingers over them or hiding under them. I thought it was just a self-soothing thing but this makes more sense."

"Have you ever seen her partially slip? Or have you just been speculating all this time?" Axel asked as he smiled at Osiris who was making a face from taking the 'yucky' medicine.

"Just speculated, though if she did partially slip I didn't notice as I am not well versed in that mindset. I mean I've seen her play with Puppy like you have but I figured they were just playing. It didn't really cross my mind and her quirks just made her more her. But as you know I haven't been around her for very long as she grew up because of her being in Egypt and me being here. It was just a passing thought really. I doubt she even knows about it," Uncle admitted.

"That's okay, even if this is new for her we will help her through it one step at a time. Even if she doesn't slip all the time, as long as she is healthy that is all that matters. Maybe with this slip, she will occasionally slip to help free herself of her worries," Nathan said as he took a seat in a chair. "It will be new for us as well but we can learn together."

"And here is a sticker for the brave little man!" Sean smiled as he held out a sticker to Osiris. "You need to let one of us know if your stomach still feels crampy, your head hurts, or your throat itches. If this medicine doesn't work by the time this watch beeps then I need to give you something else." Sean set a timer on his watch then removed it and wrapped it around the little boy's wrist. "Now, how does a popsicle sound?"

"Yummy!" Osiris' eyes lit up. "Boo peas."

"Go with Nana Erica and I'm sure she can find you a blue popsicle," Sean smiled.

"Fank you," Osiris hugged him then took Erica's hand and followed her out the door.

"So is her constant hiding in small spaces to regroup part of this kitten thing or her PTSD?" Uncle asked. "When she feels overwhelmed she loves to curl in a very tiny space until she feels better in control. Her therapist thought it might be part of her PTSD from constantly having to hide from her parents." He frowned for a moment, "or could it be both?"

"As you know kinks and BDSM can be a healing process for some people," Owen said as he straightened his tie. "It very well may be the same for her. Has her therapist suggested any forms as a way to help heal from her past?"

"If they have, she hasn't told me about it," Uncle shook his head. "But then again she didn't tell the truth about Osiris' father until she had to. I'm not really surprised though, Isis tends to be a very private person. Like I've said before, you're going to have your hands full with her and Osiris if you're serious about claiming them. If you have any doubts I need to know now."