The Earl of Phantomhive (DemonCielXLizzy fic)

Chapter Eighteen

A Morbid Game 

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Ciel sat at his desk and sorted through the newspaper clippings as Sebastian polished the windows behind him. "Something on your mind, Master?"

He slumped his shoulder and read over the coverage in front of him, "Seems our rival has made the paper."

"Oh? Shall we send him a basket of congratulatory spirits?"

"Do as you wish." He mumbled. A few weeks had passed since they had last heard from their vampire friend, the man who so rudely addressed his wife, which still made his blood boil. He wanted to kill him then, however it couldn't be helped that he would be useful in the long run. 

"Have you seen Elizabeth around lately?" Sebastian inquired as he meticulously scrubbed over a blemish stained against the window. "This whole object  will have to be replaced, this just won't do.."

"No, I haven't. She's been rather scarce. I've missed around three.. maybe four doctors appointments, haven't I? Is that right?"

"Five, young master."

"I must be an awful husband."

"You certainly are a busy one."

"You've accompanied her, no? Is she doing well?"

"Very well, according to the doctor. She progressing quite wonderfully. You should make time and go see her yourself."

"Perhaps I will this evening, with some tea."

A small knock interrupted their conversation, "Yes? Enter." A very small Elizabeth stepped into the room. Rather, she looked small now that she was packing around a little extra weight. "Sorry to bother you two but, errm... I believe I've found something.." 

"Oh?"  Sebastian turned to her with a brow raised as Ciel rose to his feet. He was a little shocked at first, he had known she was starting to gain some weight but he hadn't remembered her being this progressed when he last saw her a few days prior. Not that she was big or anything, she was actually small but perhaps big for how pregnant she was at that given time. She had, what looked like, a small knot under her loose fitting white evening gown. Her hands were on her hips as she continued, "Don't you smell it?"

"..smell what?" Sebastian exchanged looks with Ciel as they took a moment to try and maybe catch a whiff of what she was inquiring about. "I ..don't smell anything..?" Ciel added. 

"I can smell it from here.." She made a face, "Anyway, I think there is something dead in the bedroom chimney."

"And you can smell it?" Sebastian looked concerned.

"Well of course I can, whatever it is, it's rotting. You should remove it before that smell gets into the ventilation system. I'll absolutely die then.." She groaned.

"You can smell it from here?" Both demons exchanged looks before agreeing to investigate. Elizabeth followed behind them, humming every step of the way. When they reached the half way point, between his office and their bedroom, Sebastian's nose wrinkled. "My god, what in the hell.." Ciel nearly barfed and Elizabeth threw her hands up, "See! If you two would come over to my side of the manor once in a while you would have already discovered this! Ciel hasn't been to our bedroom in at least four to five days, I believe he's an insomniac and if that's not frustrating enough, everyone over here thinks I'm crazy, none of the maids smell it and it's killing me!"

They continued onto the bedroom and found literally nothing, Sebastian even checked the chimney. Elizabeth was frustrated as she stood by Ciel and tapped her foot. "We will find it, Lizzie, just relax.."