At Long Last (book 3 Spandor collection)(BoyxBoy)

Chapter 49

*Martha's Pov*
I walk into an empty hallway, doors appear every few feet or so. I try opening the doors, but each one is locked.

As I go down the hall it stops, one door in front of me. It looks exactly like the others. I try opening it. It's locked as well.

Turning around, I let out a gasp as I see Waglinton behind me. I throw my arms around him. "I missed you so much." He doesn't let out a response, doesn't hug me back either. "Waggles? Are you alright?" I ask as I back out of the one sided hug. He isn't moving. I don't even think he breathing! "Waglinton!"

I move away from him and he falls to the floor. I back away, my back now against the door. The door opens and I suddenly fall through, into a pit of black. I scream and squeeze my eyes shut, waiting to fall to my death.

I open my eyes after I land on something soft. I find myself wrapped in a blanket. "Hello dear. Did you miss Mommy?" Mother says to me. I turn my head to her voice.

Mother is a lot younger. Like how she was when I was first born... WAIT! Am I a- My thoughts get cut off when Mother picks me up. "Mommy missed you." She coos. I away, seeing that we are in my old room. I look back at Mother, but it isn't Mother anymore. It's Spark. "Hello Sweetie." He says in a soft voice. Mother is sobbing nearby, I can hear it. "Daddy has to go for a bit. But he will be back, I promise." He holds me up in the air and drops me.

I jump up from my bed, screaming. "Martha what's wrong?!?!" Steve looks at me with deep concern. I start crying and crawl into his arms. Steve holds me close. "It was a horrid dream." I start to hiccup. "Tell me everything, darling."

*Maylee's Pov*

I go to get out of bed when it happens. My water breaks. Before I even have time to react the pain starts.

"M-MOT!" I cry and within seconds Mot's with me. "What can I do?!" He asks, both of us struggling to stay calm.

"Call Dec." I cry but Mot shakes his head. "I can get you there faster." Mot picks me up bridal style and starts towards Dec's house.

Time Skip

Mot's Pov

Maylee's surgery is going great but I'm still terrified. Dia should be here right now.

"There's one! Female!" A doctor shouts out. Faylinn. It's what Dia wanted. I move so I'm sitting next to Maylee who's now awake. Her eyes light up when the small child gets placed on her chest.

I wait to hear another cry but it never comes. Faylinn gets taken off Maylee's chest and put into an incubator.

My hearts beating so fast I feel like it could just burst from my chest. Dec pulls me from my chair and a good distance away from Maylee.

He wraps his arms around me before letting out a sob. Despite my odd thoughts I hug him back.

The whole surgery team seems so sad. Why? "Mot the second child didn't make it. The little b-boy."

"Declan I need you to calm down and let me see the hell spawn." Mianite?! Why is he here? Dec obeys his god, but when I try to follow Mianite pushes me aside.

"Go see Maylee." He orders. Me, being to shocked to rebel, follows his order. Maylee looks horrified.

"You feel ok?" I ask as I pull a chair over next to her. "Where's my kids?" She asks her motherly instincts kicking in.

"One of the nurses has Faylinn. The other umm...." I can't tell her. "Mot what's wrong?! Mot!

My vision is blurred. Dia?!

Mot take care of Faylinn, protect her with your life! Tell Maylee I love her and that I miss her. Mot don't let her be alone! Pl-

I'm snapped from Dia's trance by Mianite.

Maylee's Pov

"STOP IT!" Mot cries as Mianite tries to help him. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Mianite gives me an apologetic look. I still wanna know what happened to Jace and why I haven't got to see him yet.

Mot holds his head in his hands and sobs. Mianite rubs Mot's back as he breaks down.

I reach out and place my hand on Mot's knee. "Dia wanted to be here. He would've done anything to have been here." Mot sobs.

"I'm sorry Mot it's his only way of communicating as of now." Mianite says boldly.

"Damn it Mianite! Just hearing his voice hurts." It stays silent for a good while.

Mot sighs and wipes his remaining tears away. "Dia loves and misses you a lot Maylee." He mumbles.

I just smile and pat Mot's knee. The nurse wheels Faylinn back into the room.

"She's 3 pounds 2 ounces. What's her name?" She asks me. "Faylinn. Spelled F-a-y-l-i-n-n." I answer and I feel Mot take hold of my hand.

I readjust my pillows so I can hold my little girl. "Maylee, Jace h-he didn't make it. I'm sorry." Mot mumbles.

"Oh.." is all I can force out. The nurse hands me Faylinn and I feel my heart swell up.

Faylinn has Dianite's dark colored hair but brown eyes. She looks a lot like him.

Mot releases my hand and stands so he can see her from a better advantage point.

I look up at him and smile when I see that he is. "She has your nose, but she looks a lot like Dia." He says quietly.

"Wanna hold her?" I ask and Mot just nods. I carefully hand Faylinn to Mot who seems to know how to hold her perfectly.

"Hey Faylinn *sniffle*" A tear falls from Mot's good eye. "I'm Mot and I promise to take good care of you and your mom till Dia gets better." Seeing Mot like this makes me see that side of him Dianite talked about.

Faylinn smiles which causes Mot to giggle. Mot carefully hands Faylinn back to me and kisses my forehead once she's back in my arms.

"Are you happy?" I ask Mot who seems startled by my question. "W-what?" He stutters in response.

"Are you happy?" I ask again. "I am if you are." He answers as he takes his seat next to my bed.

We sit I'm silence for quite a while. "Mot." I say to get his attention. "Thank you, for everything."

"Its no problem Maylee. No way was I or will I let you be alone. I love ya May." Mot's nickname makes me smile. Dianite always did that, but he never gave me a nickname.

"Love you too Mot." I reply. In a way Mot and I do love each other. Not in a way that either of us love Dianite, but in more of like a friendly way.

Looking down at my beautiful daughter I actually feel excited to see what the future holds for Mot, Dianite, Faylinn, and myself.

I can only hope everything works out for the better.