A Bounty Hunter's Bundle

Not Complying

Valkyrie had only spoken to the king for a few moments before, the man circled him, his nose twitching. "I need to speak to you in private," Katarin growled fiercely. The warrior dipped his head and followed the massive king into his private chambers. At once Katarin rounded on him, and clawed him across the face.

Blood welted from the four scratch marks, but Valkyrie didn't flinch. Even as Katarin punched him in the stomach then dropped him to his knees, a blade pointed at his neck. "You knocked up my Bounty Hunter, I should kill you right now."

Valkyrie quirked a surprised eye brow, and the king punched him again. "I can smell his motherly scent all over you. I'm not a normal human either." The king snarled in anger then, punched Valkyrie again. He took it though. It was all his fault. "You are going to get rid of that baby, by the end of today. Do you here me? I left you alone for a month and three weeks and this is how you repay me! By disabling my best criminal killer!"

Valkyrie didn't respond, he didn't want to kill his baby. Not when Lincoln didn't even know. King Katarin punched him again, the agony seizing his jaw. "Do you understand?"

"What if my mate want's our baby?"

"That's not his call, you get rid of it whether you want to or not!"

"But it's our baby!" Valkyrie actually screamed, jerking to his feet and advancing the king who stumbled back out of surprise, but then knocked the warrior on his ass in one swift movement.

"I get that, but I have a tyrant!"

"I can take the tyrant out! Besides, if this baby is born, you will have a second Bounty Hunter."

"Not for years to come. Now do you understand my wish, or do I have to put you in the guillotine?" The king's voice was low and volatile his eyes gleaming with blood lust and rage.

"I understand my lord..." Valkyrie whimpered, and the Katarin left him. When the king was gone he slowly got to his feet and plodded out, head down in shame. He defy his king, and he now had no option to kill the baby.

*****

Valkyrie poured the contraceptive tonic in Lincoln's tea, when the pregnant Bounty Hunter wasn't watching. He sat on his bed, still fatigued but now making arrows for that massive cross bow of his--preparing himself for the fight, for the tyrant, for a murderer with skills equal to both of theirs combine.

The warrior knelt on the smaller man's bed and held out the saucer. Lincoln sighed heavy, set aside his arrow, and took it, but didn't drink it.  "Valkyrie...."

"Yes?"

"Your face, that was done by the king, I'd know those clawings anywhere." Valkyrie's heart stopped.

"Indeed?"

"What happened?"

The warrior twitched his clawed up face into a smile, "I kind of pissed him off by accident."

"What did you do?"

"That's not important, drink the tea." Lincoln rolled his eyes but thankfully lifted the cup. He frowned and sniffed it, before his friendly brown eyes bore into Valkyrie's blue ones.

"I'm not stupid...." he threw the cup against the wall smashing it. "I can smell what's in it, a poision expert knows when they are going to be poisoned.

Without warning the agile Bounty Hunter had drawn a dagger, lunged at Valkyrie and sent them both flying to the floor. He dug the dagger into Valkyrie's neck, not enough to kill him but to cause some serious pain.

"I thought you loved me!" he screamed, and Valkyrie started crying.

"It's not what you think!"

"Well hell yea I know that! You fucking stupid moron, if you wanted to kill me why the fuck would you put a contraceptive tonic in my tea! Why not nightdale!? Are you that fucking stupid!?"

"Because I'm not trying to kill you! I'm trying to make you better," Valkyrie sobbed, "Your sickness is all my fault."

"Do you even know what a contraceptive tonic is!"

"Yes!"

"Then how the fuck do you think it would work on me!"

"I need you to take a deep breath and calm down, my Lincoln. Please, let me explain to you...." At once the weight was removed off  of Valkyrie's chest as Lincoln hurled himself to his feet.

The Bounty Hunter paced lightly, his shirt still off, as he flipped the dagger and caught it repeatedly. "Start talking or you're a dead man." Tears lingered in his eyes. "Because I trusted and loved you."

"Linky....please," Valkyrie whimpered slowly getting to his feet and then disarming himself.

"Talk, now!" the Bounty Hunter screamed, flipping the dagger at Valkyrie and catching him in the sleeve, impaling him into the wall.

"Lincoln," the warrior gasped as blood welt. It wasn't a deep cut but it sure hurt, more mentally than physically though. "There isn't any easy way to tell you why I put that in there."

"Then I guess you're going to die, you murderer," his voice was low and deadly. His eyes wild and feral as he paced lethally like massive leopard stalking it's prey.

"Lincoln...I....I..." The Bounty Hunter paced closer a twisted looking dagger in his hand. "Lincoln, I got you pregnant!" Valkyrie screamed right as he raised to throw it, into the warrior's heart. "I got the tonic because I wanted to get rid of it before you knew!"

Lincoln's breath caught and he dropped the dagger. He placed a hand lower on his belly, as his breathing became ragged. He frowned after a moment and began laughing.

"You are stupider than I thought!" he howled with laughter. "I'm not pregnant you fool. Because by all means explain to me, how one with a dick and testosterone gets like that."

"I'm not lying....Link, you really are pregnant."

"I'm not a woman."

"You're a fae with a incredibly rare trait."

The Bounty Hunter just howled louder, and banged his hand against the wall as he doubled over. "You thought you could just get me a tonic to kill a supposed baby! How stupid are you! I'm obviously just under the whether!"

"By the king's orders you have to drink that." Valkyrie's voice grew softer, "Because he did this to me for standing up for our baby."

"He probably think's your crazy too!"

"Lincoln!" Valkyrie screamed, his bellow startling the smaller man so much he jumped and stopped laughing. "Lincoln, what do I have to do to prove it to you."

"Prove what to me?"

"That you're pregnant."

"Get me a doctor, a midwife, and I will prove this to you, that I am not."

"There isn't going to be no heartbeat...."

"Just stop and get the damn doctor...wait you know what. Let's go now." The Bounty Hunter threw on a black shirt that showed of his tone muscles tremendously, and then put on his shoes and strapped a few daggers to his body. He lead the way out the door then.