The Black Rose

Chapter nineteen- Voldemort Wakes Up

*Voldemort's snake body * 

As Jabe sat beside her bonded she couldn't help the tears that streamed down her face. She missed Voldemort. And she wanted him to wake up. Jabe had been trying to reach Voldemort through their bond for days. 

But it seemed as if he just couldn't hear her. Though somewhere in the back of her mind a small childlike voice said he could. The child's progression had continued and jabes bump had grown slightly over the past few days. 

Voldemort had been out for almost two months now. And everyday he didn't wake up she cried harder. Jabe almost never left Voldemorts side. Her sister had been bringing her food. Most of the time Jabe was able to keep it down. 

There were only a few times that she hadn't been able to keep it down. Wormtail had been dragged down into the dungeons and quiet literally thrown him into a cell. He had hit the wall so hard he fractured his skull. 

Bellatrix was especially making sure Wormtail 'enjoyed' his stay. Jabe swore that when Voldemort woke She was going to make Wormtail pay. She was going to kill him. For what he had done. For nearly taking him from her. 

For nearly killing him. And now as Jabe sat beside Voldemort making sure his snake body was warm she couldn't help but think about everything that had happened since she had gotten him back. She thought about Bellatrix's attack on her, even though Jabe had completely forgiven her sister. 

She thought about Voldemort losing his sight in his other body. She thought about her father. She thought about everything. In fact it almost felt like her reminiscing was actually someone going through her memories. 

If only Jabe knew how right she was. Soon Jabe was thinking about the time before the war. Before Voldemort had first been killed. She thought about the first time she had met him. She thought about their first kiss, something Jabe would never forget. 

She thought about the first time Voldemort had said he loved her. She thought about the last night she spent with him. She thought about everything. Jabe had thought that Voldemort was going to propose to her that night. 

And she would have been right if not for the fact that Voldemort's nerves got the better of him. And now looking back. Jabe wished more then anything that he had. If he had asked her she would have said yes in a fraction of a heartbeat. 

Little did Jabe know that Voldemort always kept the ring he had bought her on him as a necklace. At all times. A simple distraction spell placed upon the necklace made it look and feel like it wasn't even there. 

No one knew it was there. No one but him. Voldemort always regretted not asking Jabe that last night he spent with her. Of all the things he wished he could go back and fix. Not asking her to marry him was in the top three. 

Jabe had been so distracted in her thoughts that she had missed the soft hiss of pain Voldemort slowly let out. He was slowly waking from his coma. And the first thing he saw was Jabe. He saw jabe. He could see! How? 

Then Voldemort realizes he couldn't feel his arms or his legs. He felt as if he was back in a snake body. Then slowly the events of the attack and the aftermath slowly come back to him. Voldemort remembers Jabe leaving and him being attacked by Wormtail. 

He remembers the pain of his broken back when he had hit the floor. And he remembers bonding with Jabe. He remembered how amazing it felt. To be inside her. To feel her soul. Nothing would ever compare to how he felt when he touched her soul. 

It would absolutely be one of the best moments of his life. Voldemort nearly jumps when he feels Jabe gently stroke his head. Slowly jabes eyes widen once she realizes Voldemort was staring back at her. His eyes were open. He was awake! 

"T-Tom?" Jabe whispers. Voldemort nods. He then grunts as Jabe tackles him in a hug, wrapping her arms around his thick body and pulling him close to hers. "Oh tom." Jabe sobs holding him close. Tears streamed down jabes face as tom gives a snake smile. 

"Please my queen. Don't cry." Jabes eyes widen as Voldemort says this. How could she understand him? She didn't speak parseltongue. Seeing the shocked look on jabes face Voldemort chuckles. 

"When we bonded. You gain some of my powers. That is how you can understand me my queen." Jabe blinks back tears as she gently kisses Voldemorts head. "Oh tom. You don't know how worried I've been. You scared me so much!" Jabe cries. 

Voldemort shushes her gently and slowly curls around her shoulders. "I do know Jabe. I've heard you. Through our strengthened bond. But I was to weak to wake until now." Jabes eyes widen and again in the back of her mind comes the childlike voice saying "I told you" Jabe whimpers and rests her cheek on Voldemorts warm side. 

"The bonding. It left you weak. Didn't it tom?" Jabe whispers. Voldemort sighs and nods. "Yes. But I would do it again in a heartbeat. Nothing will ever make me regret our bonding." Jabe smiles and feels Voldemort lightly tug on their bond. 

"That was amazing tom." Jabe whispers making Voldemort chuckle. He curls close to Jabe. "As it was for me my queen. Our bonding. Will be a moment in my life I will never, Forget." Jabe blinks back a few tears. 

"Oh tom." She whispers. "Shhh Jabe. It's alright." Voldemorts soft comforting voice slowly sooths jabes tears. And once jabes tears were gone she pulls Voldemort close and held him tightly. Then Voldemort slowly begins to remember everything Wormtail did to him. And rage begins to fill Voldemorts snake body. 

He begins to shake and his eyes turn a terrifying shade of blood red. Jabes eyes widen as Voldemort hisses out "I'm going to murder that traitorous rat!" And as Voldemort goes to lunge for the door Jabe gently stops him and holds him close in her arms. 

As much as she wanted Wormtail dead, Voldemort needed to rest. "Tom no. You need to rest!" Jabe says in an attempt to calm him down. It doesn't work and Voldemort gently hisses at her to let him go. 

When Jabe sees she can't calm Voldemort down she pulls him close as he struggles and whispers "There something important you have to know tom. Please." Voldemort still doesn't calm down jabe sighs and whispers "Tom, Your going to be a father." 

Voldemort feels his whole body freeze with shock. And immediately he stops struggling and looks up at his beloved queen with disbelief. It wasn't impossible for her to be pregnant. Just incredibly rare. 

And seeing the truth in jabes eyes, his jaw drops. Jabe lets out a soft giggle before gently pressing Voldemorts head to her stomach, knowing that he would be able to hear the child's heartbeat as she had. 

Voldemort freezes listening before his snake ears pick up the sound of a faint heartbeat. Tears fill Voldemorts eyes and before Jabe realizes what's happening she's is knocked back as Voldemort curls around her tightly in his form of a hug. 

Jabe laughs and rests her on his side. "Oh my queen." Voldemort whispers with tears streaming down his face. This made Voldemort happier then he could even express. This is what he had always dreamt of with his queen. 

To have a family with her. Voldemort had grown up with no family. So this. This was the best thing Jabe could have ever told him. "To know that we will have a family together." Voldemort whispers curling close to Jabe. "I know tom." Jabe smiles. Jabe knew how much Voldemort had wanted a family. Ever since he was a child he had dreamt of having a family to call his own. So Jabe knew how much this meant to her lover. 

And it made her happy to see him so overjoyed. Jabe gently brushes a kiss over the top of Voldemorts head before slowly standing. She knew she could use a shower. It would do her wonders for her sore eyes and tired muscles. 

Jabe knew that while Voldemort was in this body, there was nothing to stop him from joining her. In fact it would help him keep his body temperature up. And as she strips she could feel Voldemorts eyes trail over her. Jabe gives a smirk. "Wanna come tom?" She teases. Voldemort hisses dangerous before following Jabe into the bathroom and slamming the door shut with his tail. The click of the lock soon follows.