Conor x Devin - My Little Lamb (Part 1)

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A/N -
Yeeeee, I've had this idea in my brain for awhile now... Devin does not appear till later in the story...
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Conor's PoV -

     The rain continued to fall on the already saturated ground, lightning periodically lit the sky as thunder boomed overhead, all in all it was a dreadfully dangerous storm. "Come on guys, hurry up!" I coaxed the flock of sheep onward to higher ground.

     The ground had taken on too much water too fast and was staring to mix with the swirling currents of the nearby river and creeks. Only the high ground was suitable for our flock but the panicking sheep refused to listen to me, or the sheep dogs.

     Normally, I would have a few of my brothers to help me but due to the floods, our house was also at risk of the raising water so the rest of my brothers had to help with sand bagging around our home. So here I was, desperately trying to save our flock, our livelihood.

     Finally, I managed to get the flock to the highest ground, the sheep dogs patrolled our flock keeping them in line. That's when over the roaring thunder and rain I heard the dreadfully sad bahing of a sheep, I looked out over the landscape, the rain clouding my vision but I could just make out the cream white coat of a lamb. The poor lamb was stranded on a single small island barely raised out of the rushing floods below. I looked back at the flock, the dogs seemed to have everything under control.

     I hurried down to the lower ground and laid my crook down on dry land and dove into the flood waters below. I had to save that poor lamb! A few panicked moments later, I managed to steal a breath of air, I had misjudged how mighty the current really was. I beat against the current and managed, with aching muscles, to pull myself onto the lambs small island.

Bah, bah, the little lamb nuzzled into me. I gently picked it up and cuddled it close to me, I normally tried not to get too attached to my sheep but this little guy was my favorite, he had a slightly golden tint to his cream white coat. He was unique, compared to all the other lambs. Somehow I knew this lamb loved me too, but how was I supposed to get him back with the rest of the flock? The current was difficult enough for myself to swim across, it would be twice as hard with aching muscles and a lamb on my shoulders.

I pushed all doubt aside and gently positioned the lamb on my shoulders, the poor thing clung on to me for dear life. I waded into the current and finally dove into the water, I gasped for air as I kicked through the water but only managed to gulp down a large mouthful of murky water. I could still feel the weight of the lamb on my shoulders, driving me to push forward though my arms and legs protested. Finally, with a powerful kick I could feel land under my feet once again.

I hauled the lamb and myself out of the current. I immediately started coughing, fighting the water in my lungs for fresh air, the lamb trotted around, glad to be safe again till he noticed just how sick I was. I gasped but only small amounts of air filled my lungs at a time, dizziness soon won me over, I lay down on the grass hoping to keep myself from passing out.

Soon darkness overcame me and suddenly I could see myself lying on the soaked grass, I lay motionless, I waited for any signs of life but they did not come. The lamb I had given my life for was watching over my body from a distance, it stood and trotted over to where I lay. The lamb lay down beside me and gave a small lick to my face. Suddenly, I was thrust back into my body still laying on the ground. I coughed up the water that had taken my life, weakly I glanced at the lamb next to me. Now it was cold and limp in death, the lamb had restored my life to me. "Conor, Conor!" I could hear my brother's voices calling me, "what happened?"

They rushed over and bent down beside me. I cuddled the dead lamb as my brothers helped me sit up. A few of my brothers went to care for the flock while the rest led me inside. Apparently, they had managed to save our home from the flood waters. They sat me down at the kitchen table and I explained to them what I had been through.

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