Revenge of the Fallen

Body and Soul

Pov: Rain

His color was coming back every day. He started breathing earlier this morning. Soon Vick would be awake and our family would be back together and happy.

My sister and pathetic mate no nothing of the trust love. But in some way, I guess I should be grateful to them. I mean if their link wasn't so strong, then that Witch couldn't had brought Vick back.

The baby cries in the other room, so I get up and bring him back into the room. "Can you say morning to your daddy?" I whisper to our son, who still has no name. I want Vick to help me pick a name for him. I've thought of naming him after his father, but I don't know how Vick would really feel about it.

Vick head suddenly moves to face us, with his eyes still closed. He takes in a deep breath and then lets it out.

Smiling, I clap our son hands together, ticking the time away when Vick will open his eyes and all will be right with the world again.

Pov: Bree

Sitting around the kitchen table, Zander makes it a point to lay in front of my feet so I can't get close to the other men in the room and they can't get close to me. He'll be like this and only get worse as the baby grows and when its born, he'll be a pain to calm down for a few months. I remember when my little sister was born and dad was like that.

"Thank you for coming, as you might have heard through the packs talk, Zander can't shift back into a man and I can't shift into a wolf." I look at each man in turn and then at dad, he looks the most upset one of them all and he has reason to. Rain is his first born after all. "A Witch took one side of the two of us, to bring the Alpha that took many of the women and girls from their mates, either before they found their mates or when they were with their mates."

"Do we have any idea where they might be hiding out?" The south pack leader asks, if I remember right, his name is Van.

Shaking my head no, Zander glances up at me. "All we know is that there only a handful of Witches around here. We have taken a few of handful of them that were willing to come on their own and as the others, we just have to convince them." I tell them. We had called the Witches when Zander grandma and I were looking at baby stuff online and after we set up a baby appointment for an hour for now. So hopefully this meeting doesn't take to long.

Dad looks at me closely. "Bree are you feeling alright? You look a little pale." He remarks.

"I'm fine dad, I have a doctor appointment in a bit, so don't worry. Now lets get back to the task at hand." Changing back to what we were talking about, Zander licks my leg a couple of times and then lays back down, listening to us talk.

***

Laying on the hospital bed, Zander grandma talks to me, about his parents when they found out they were going to have pups. No one has ever really talked about them, other then they are dead. But I've also heard that they are alive living some where. So who knows really I guess.

The doctor walks in. He's a short man, wears big glasses, maybe in his thirties or so. He smiles at us, getting everything ready and once he does, he grabs the stick like instrument.

My legs are on meddle arms to keep them up, I'm covered by the waist down. He dares not to look down there, as he slides the instrument inside of me. The screen comes to life and no time at all, we see two small blotches. They are both about the size if my thumb maybe.

The doctor smiles at me proudly. "Looks like your having twins."

Smiling wide, he tells me he'll get the picture printed up. When he leaves, I get up and pull my shorts back up. "He's exited and wishes nothing more then to hold you." Zander grandma tells me, looking out the hospital window.

Going to her, I see Zander standing on the edge of the woods looking at us. Putting my hand on the glass, I smile sadly, wishing my words come true. I miss his touch and I miss my wolf. "Soon isn't even as fast I want things to go back to normal I tell her."

Pov: Rain

A deathly scream wakes me up. When I hear the scream, my son cries out as I rush into Vick room. His bones crack and morph into a wolf.

When he stands, his eyes are alive, he takes everything in and breaths in deeply. When he sets his eyes on me, a shiver goes down my spin to my toes. "Welcome back my love."

When I think he is going to walk into my arms, he lunges at me. False mate, I have no longer use for you. Be gone from my sight!

***

Vick back, play the scary music.

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