Inside That Cave You Call A Chest (Frerard)

Chapter 3

    "Please! I'm so sorry! I didn't know he was pregnant!" the human screams, tears streaming down his face. I almost smile at this. I almost smile at the fact that the once cocky boy that had dared lay a hand on my Frank, was reduced to a miserable, crying heap. "You hurt my mate. Your could have killed our unborn children. Whether you knew he was pregnant or not, I would still make you beg for death. But since you could've killed our children, I'm going to make it last so much longer. I'm thinking 5 to 10 years? Maybe longer. Long enough to entertain our Fertile as he grows and long enough to teach our Dom torture methods on you" I say cruelly. This time, I really do smile. "Now, I'm going to spend some time with my mate while you sit here and think of the things I'm going to do to you once I return" He sobs, giving up on pleading once he realized it was getting him no where. "I'm sorry" he whimpers. "I know" I say.

   I turn and head upstairs. The first thing I see is my beautiful mate cooing over his swollen tummy. I smile and wrap my arms around him. "Not much longer, Gee" he says smiling. I nod and kiss his head. "What's wrong?" he asks softly. Of course he would pick up that something was wrong. He was always a little too good at reading right through me. I sigh, there was no point in lying to him. "It's just, he could've killed our babies and I wasn't there to protect you" I whisper. He looks a bit shocked at first. I don't usually get emotional like this. Even with him. Sure, I get lovey with him sometimes but nothing like this.  Frank turns around and looks up at me, his eyes softening, "Hey, it's not your fault. You were in class and so was I. There are no Doms in that class. Sweetheart, I promise you that it was not your fault" he says soothingly. I can feel the tension in my shoulders release. "For the remainder of your pregnancy, I'm having your classes switched to match mine" I say. "Gee, no! You can't do that! I need these classes!" he cries. "Franklin Anthony! Do not argue with me! I am changing your classes and that is final!" I yell. Why is it so hard for him to understand that I'm trying to protect him? I know I shouldn't be yelling at him. But, dammit, I'm worried. Frank's eyes water and I'm immediately filled with guilt. "Baby.." I sigh. He shakes his head and goes upstairs.

   An hour later I head upstairs and knock on the nursery door. I knew that was where he was. He's started going there whenever he's upset. "Come in" I hear him say softly. I open the door and see him sitting on the rocking chair. "Come here, little one" I say gently. He gets up and hesitantly walks towards me, his head bowed. I take his face in my hands and angle it to where he's looking into my eyes, "I'm sorry I yelled, love. I just, I just can't lose you, Frank. I can't lose our children. It would destroy me." I say, my voice cracking. His eyes soften and he hugs me close, "You won't, Gee. I promise you won't." He assures me. I hug him tight, burying my face into his hair, "please, baby, please" I all but beg. "Okay, okay, we'll get my classes changed." He says. I kiss his head, "Only until the twins are born, I promise" I whisper. Frank smiles, "we still need names, you know" he says. I smile, "well, that's up to you. The mother chooses the names" I say. Frank smiles and blushes, "Well, I was thinking Rapture for the Dom and Ashes for the Fertile" he says timidly. For a second he looked like he was actually afraid. I just smile and kiss his cheek, "I love those names" I assure him. The smile that lit up his face was absolutely beautiful.

  "Come lay down with me, Gee" Frank says, clearly exhausted. I smile, "of course, sweetheart," I say and lay down next to him. He cuddles up close to me and suddenly my world is complete. I've got a beautiful mate and twins on the way. Life couldn't get much better.

    The next day, I make sure not to take my eyes off of Frank. I had his classes switched to match mine the day we returned. He stays next to me all day, basically clinging to my side. At around noon, Frank groaned. I looked over curiously, "these kids are killing me, Gee" he whines. "I know, sweetheart. It's not much longer now" I comfort him. The teacher, a human, turns around and glares at Frank, "No talking" he snaps. Frank's eyes begin to water, he's always hated being yelled at. My eyes turn black as the teacher realizes his mistake. His eyes widen, "I am so sorry!" he apologizes quickly. I stand up and Frank grabs my arm, "Gee, no. He didn't know" he says softly. Another thing about Frank, he was always too forgiving. Even for a fertile. "Frank, he made you cry" I say angrily. "I know but please" he pleads. I sigh and grab his hand, "come on. We're leaving" I say and pull him up gently, leading him out of the room. "Home?" Frank asks timidly. I know how much he loves school. When the twins are born, he'll have to miss a while and I know he's dreading that. So I shake my head, "No, baby. Just until the end of class" I say. I know I made the right choice because he smiles brightly, hugging me tightly. "Thank you, Gee Gee" he mumbles. "You're welcome, little one" I say and lead him out to the car.