Gabriel (Book 1)

Rock-A-Bye Baby

July 22nd, 2015 

I knew that the baby staying on good behavior wouldn't last long. Not that it is behaving nearly as bad as Reneesme did but- 

Johanna, willingly, opted for bed rest and minimal movement, which Carlisle fully agreed with. We decided to stay at the main house while Johanna was in this state, everyone knew the house better and Jordan was closer when we need her. Its getting closer to nine months now which means that her every ache and pain, sudden movement or gasp, sends me on high alert. Of course it turns out to be nothing, the baby kicked or Johanna only had to stretch, but I can't be away from her, not even for a second. You would think that my inability to leave my wife at all would make it okay for me to drink animal blood; nope. Animal blood is still disgusting and off limits in my book. Jordan, Rhoan, Johanna, Carlisle, and yes, even Sophia all told me that I should go hunt, I look like a fright worse than death. I agree! I do need a good kill! I can feel that I'm not as strong as usual and, well, I just don't feel good at all.  

"Hunny, please go out and feed, I hate seeing you waste away." Johanna told me. 

"I'm not wasting away, I'm stronger than a rock," I lied to her. 

I can tell she didn't buy it, she pouted and turned her head back to the tv while absent mindedly rubbing her tummy in circles. 

I wondered angrily why everyone was obsessing over me when they should be obsessing over Johanna like I was! 

"Here, Uncle Gabriel, try this. Its a strawberry milkshake." Sophia holds out a tall glass to me. 

My mind wasn't as sharp as it would be so I accepted it and took a sip to make her happy but ended up spitting it out onto the carpet. 

"Sophia, who told you that was a milkshake?! Its animal blood! Did your mom tell you to give it to me?!" 

I looked towards the kitchen and sure enough Jordan was running away guiltily. 

"I just want you to get better," she pouted. 

"Gabriel, will you please go eat before you upset us even more?" Johanna begs. 

Well- one guess what I ended up doing. 

I wasn't even past Jordan's house when I hear Johanna gasp and I went running back to the main house.  

I burst through the door screaming, "Oh my god! Are you okay? What happened? Is the baby coming? Johanna, talk to me!" 

Everyone looked at me as if I had five heads, or like I was an overconcerned husband. 

"Gabriel, I'm fine. The baby kicked a little harder, that's all." 

"How can you be so calm?!"  

"Carlisle," she asked nervously, "can you do something about Gabriel?" 

"'Do something about me'?! I'm not acting crazy! I'm just concerned!" 

"Well so am I," she said sweetly. Those were the last words I heard before I was pulled into a deep, inescapable sleep. 

I was in a dark room except for a bright, white spotlight.  

'Hello?' My voice echoed through the room. 

The echo of footsteps greeted me. A man wearing my leather duster walked into the spotlight. I started wondering who would dare take my favorite coat but then I saw his face. Rhoan stood in the center of the spotlight, his hair grown longer, trying to look like me. 

God, I hope this won't be one of those dreams where he sings!  

My wish was denied, Rhoan opened his mouth and started singing.