A Bounty Hunter's Bundle

A Day Off

Lincoln felt the massive warrior nuzzle the back of his neck. The Bounty Hunter in reply groaned and stretched blinking and sneezing at the hot sunlight falling on his face. He had no other wants today than to lie in bed, with Valkyrie. Yesterday had been so much fun, he thought with a smirk, and now he wanted and needed to recover.

"Get me food," Lincoln demanded rolling over and smiling at the handsome blue eyed warrior. Valkyrie in reply slung an arm over the Bounty Hunter's bare torso, and snuggled against him kissing the top of Lincoln's head.

"What ails you?" Valkyrie questioned, rubbing Lincoln's swollen stomach.

"I dunno, no eggs though...." The Bounty Hunter paused, and gave a wicked sneer. "Get me some fucking bacon, and some goddamn cold milk."

"That's not...."

"I don't give a fuck if it kills me now with how bad it is for you, get me it." The warrior was pinned with a unbreakable stare of steel. He sighed heavily, then kissed Lincoln's stomach.

"If you demand," he replied kissing his mate lightly on the lips then, then pushing himself to his knees, and climbing off the bed. On his feet he put on a tighterfitting shirt that showed his wonderfully toned upper body, then grabbed nothing but a spare dagger and some money.

"You behave Lincoln, and that means relaxing, you better not be hot and sweaty from running and doing pushups when I get back."

Lincoln snorted, "I will do as I please, but speaking I have no intentions of doing that, I'm just going to sleep while you get me food..."

Valkyrie rolled his shoulder and added a purr to his deep voice, "So help me god, you will pay dearly if I get back, and you had decided to not take it easy," he winked then shut the door,

Lincoln shouted after him though, "Or it very well could be you!" he hollered, "Bite me!" Upon hearing a throaty laugh Lincoln smiled then burrowed back up against the covers. He wanted his life to almost be like this forever--especially with out having to worry about Katarin.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Lincoln groaned as Carlo called in, "Go away old man!"

Carlo endered with a smile, "After a big fight I was assuming you'd want the babies checked up on...." he paused dramatically, "And after another long ass fight yesterday too."

The Bounty Hunter blushed slightly, and rolled to his back. He then arched his back in a manner of stretching then placed a hand on his extremely plump stomach. "Tell me....are they going to go to term?"

Carlo shook his head, and sat beside Lincoln. "No, it could cause your body to rupture or a lot worse things...." Lincoln shivered, and flinched slightly as a cool hand was placed on his stomach.

"I'd say try and keep them in until eight months."

Lincoln quirked an eyebrow at Carlo's slightly worried tone, "Is something wrong?"

"Twins naturally grow faster, these...." A dramatic eye roll. "Dumplings are growing exceptionally quick. In order for them to have the best chance they need to hit eight months."

"How long do they normally stay in."

"Nine is the normal for one baby."

Lincoln shivered, again and then gave Carlo a grim smile, "Take care of the big brute for me if I don't make it okay?"

He patted Lincoln's stomach which gave the sound like he was patting a watermelon and that earned a smile from the both of them, "It's okay boy, I'll keep you alive."

"Are you....really....my father? Valkyrie told me all about you're encounter, and I was thinking....you said the last birth of a male was centuries ago on this contentment...and then he was talking about Alexsander and a Bensen...."

"Aleksander Bensen, my mate and you're mother."

"I remember having parents though."

"I gave you away shortly after birth. I had lost my mate, I couldn't care for you. The king then trumped in and took you."

"How old am I? Why do I have a blackout in my memory?"

Carlo pursed his lips, "Valkyrie is only half a century...he is actually immortal, I know he told you otherwise but it was until you are ready."

"Not him, me." Lincoln snapped aggravated as one of his dumplings kicked him hard in the ribs causing him to gasp.

Carlo sighed, "Over a century, and you are the rightful king."