---Rains POV---
(I skipped the first three months because... That's when morning sickness and all that other crazy stuff happens, but then most of it disappears after the first trimester, or so my research has said. Have fun, hellions.)
(Four months into Faye's pregnancy)
"What if she gets hurt? What if she dies?" I huffed at Lucinda when she was explaining labor.
"She won't. She has us, And your father kept your mother alive during Jakob's birth.
She was almost dead from blood loss, but he saved her. It was ten years before they tried again, though." She said.
"Why was mother still so young when she must've been forty by the time I was ten?" I asked.
"Having Fae children makes one Fae. The blood mixes. Faye will live as long as you do, and your children, even if they don't look like you, will always live perpetually until they... Well." She stopped.
"What?" I asked.
"Disease is an issue, of course, and accidents, obviously. All the Fae in your bloodline will be mostly immortal.
Beings that they can only be killed by such things as a dagger through the heart or complete immolation.
A disease of the heart could just as easily fell you as a normal man.
Destroy the heart, and you die. If that doesn't happen, you'll survive, albeit weakly."
She gestured at my weak and healing crippled frame. It's been four months, and I'm mostly fixed up, but a few tweaks will get me back to full capacity.
"Your children and their children will live for as long as something unfortunate like that doesn't happen.
They'll stop aging in their prime, and only begin to age when they do as Faine did, and glamour themselves to show their mental age." She said.
"I wondered why he looked so old..." I said.
"He was old, even by Fae standards. He was one of the oldest. THE oldest I think." She said.
"He's still here, Lucinda, just without his memories." I said.
She looked at Faine sitting on a log, listening to roan, and hmm'ed. I'd joined in one of their lectures , and they're very educational.
I looked at Lucinda. "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" She said, cocking her ears.
"A heartbeat just appeared..." I said, then started to follow it.
I eventually kneeled before Faye, and placed my ear on her stomach.
"Oh my gods..." I whispered.
"What what's wrong? Rain???" Faye was sounding distressed.
I lunged, and kissed her repeatedly, all over her face.
"I hear her heartbeat!" I said. Then another one appeared. "... Their heartbeats" I corrected myself, and kissed her stomach.
She looked at me, and grabbed my chin lightly, pulling me upwards. "Her? Their?"
"One's a girl, you can tell cause of the lighter, quicker heartbeat, and the other is a boy, because of the hard pounding. He's afraid, and she's calm." I chuckled.
Then I started singing, a lullaby mother had sung to me, about fear, and chasing it away. 'Lullaby for a stormy night.'
I heard the heartbeats slow. They were 'sleeping'.
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