Silent Pain

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TW: Talks of miscarriage and bad math, Enjoy. 

A week goes by and Miranda sighs, "They certainly won't be happy about this." She said softly as she leaned up from her lab results. Marie and Donna had given her everything on the list with Miranda's help, she had spent the next few days in the lab working through the test results and writing each new thing down. Her lips thinned as she sighed, straightening her back and stretching her wings a bit before she stepped into her office and sat on the chair, stripping herself of the lab coat.

Marie had just finished cleaning the bedroom downstairs, getting laundry finished and a lunch prepared for her and Donna when the phone rang, "Hello?" Marie answered tentatively "Marie, thank you for answering I would like to share the test results with you and Donna in person if you wouldn't mind."

Marie took a second to process knowing that there was a chance they couldn't have children on their own but they had other options as well. "Yeah, of course, Mother Miranda. We are at home and love to know the results." Marie chimed with a soft smile on her face. "Good. I will see you in an hour for supper." With that, the priestess hung up.

Marie sighed and set the phone on the receiver, her mind rushing through options and percentages as she tried to calm her breathing. Donna felt a small tug where her side was and looked down, "What is it, Angie? I'm working." "Marie is in the hallway and she looks like she's nervous about something." Donna got up and traveled to where her mate was, finding her on next to the phone on the ground.

"Marie? Are you okay love?" Donna knelt next to her, "I'm nervous. Miranda wants to meet us for supper to talk about the results and she didn't sound excited about them." Donna nodded and kissed her mate's head "Okay dear... let's focus on the main topic here. Mother Miranda is coming to supper alright? Focus on that." Donna placed Marie's hand on her chest where her heartbeat was.

"Good, now follow my breathing." Marie did as asked and calmed down when she finally stabilized Donna smiled at her and kissed her head, "Good job baby. Now focus on supper." she whispered, helping the woman off the floor. "Usually Donna's the one having a panic attack." Angie muttered softly as she leaned on her owner's leg, "Hush Angie." The dollmaker whispered.

Marie smiled and took one last deep breath before wrapping her lover in a hug so warm and tender the dollmaker could feel the way her body turned warm at the sensation in the somewhat cold basement. Letting go the wolf lord focused on dinner, going upstairs and to the kitchen. She grabbed her apron and some of the fish she had caught the day.

Grabbing a pan and some oil and started working with the salmon and catfish. Striping them and laying them in the pan to cook before making a quick side of greens. Donna had gotten them a large bowl for salads, she decided to start preparing a quick salad, using the homemade dressing and setting the lid on top and back into the fridge to keep it cold.

Next, she grabbed three plates as the ding of the elevator signaled Donna and Angie, both coming into the kitchen as Donna hummed "That smells amazing." Marie smiled and looked over at her lover who grabbed the plates as she plated the meal and set it on the dining table. The door opened as she set the salad in the middle with bowls and made a batch of fresh tea.

Both lords looked over as Miranda stepped through the doorway and shook her wings slightly from the pouring rain. "Good evening ladies." Miranda greeted as she smiled at the smell of dinner, Donna greeted her first with a bow of her head "Good evening Mother Miranda." She said softly as Angie came into the foyer and giggled.

"Mother Miranda is here." She chanted and giggled, Miranda knelt and patted the doll on the head. "We have much to discuss on this rainy night however I would like a plate of whatever is smelling amazing." Marie smiled and shrugged "We made you a plate." The priestess, lords, and doll made their way to the dining table where they relaxed. "Marie this looks delicious." Miranda chimed as she smiled at the catfish on her plate.