My Average Life

Suprises

Robs p.o.v

I don't know what to do, it's been 3 months!! Aaron was taken to hospital while screaming and crying in pain. The doctors didn't know what was wrong with him so they put him in a induced coma he hasn't been awake for 3 months, I'm lost without him. I couldn't believe it when he dropped to the floor screaming, I would never hurt him but I was so angry. I'm ashamed of my actions that day.... I never hurt him tho! I would never harm my beautiful mate.

"Peter, what's wrong with him? Why won't he heal?" I say pacing. "Rob your not helping Aaron by pacing and panicking, I don't know what is wrong with your mate. perhaps there is nothing to heal" Peter explains, calm as ever. "I don't understand? If there is nothing to heal then why is he still asleep? He was taken off the medication when he was brought home over a month ago!" I question running my hand through my hair, "can't we just change him?" I ask hopefully, wishing to be reunited with my mate. "Rob , if Aaron was to be changed now it could kill him. He's weak and we don't know what's wrong with him." Peter informs me "ok, but I just want him back" I sit down in the chair next to Aaron's bed. "I.... may know of a witch doctor who could help, let me check my contacts. He will be fine rob" Peter pats my back and leaves the room.

"Aaron please be ok" I say to him whist reaching for his hand. He's so pale.. I can't stand seeing him like this, it's like he needs more blood of something. He didn't loose any blood tho?

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Later that evening

"Rob wake up, the witch doctor is on her way." Rose says coming into the dimly lit room "the witch doctor? Okay." I mumble getting up dusting myself, I head out of the room to get some air.

Gravel sounded on the driveway indicating we have a visitor, I head back to Aaron's room letting Peter and Rose answer the door. "Hello, please come in" Peter greets "thank you mr Mcallister, where is the patient?" The witch doctor asks "right through here, please follow me" Peter begins leading the way into the room I currently reside in with my sleeping mate. "Hello my name is Violet of the Moon Valley Wiccans, nice to meet you." The witch doctor said, "hi I'm rob, and this is my mate Aaron" I say stepping to the side to show Aaron. Violet immediately begins examining Aaron's body "hmm, ok well we need some a positive blood in here straight away! he is starving." Violet demands "but you don't understand ma'am he's human" I say curiously "I understand perfectly young man, your young mate is pregnant." She says placing a hand on Aaron's tummy which is slightly fuller now looking at it. "He's what! How can this happen ?!" I say totally confused "this is the first case of male human pregnancy I have ever come across, you see not even male vampires can become pregnant. The only case on record is of the late prince who became pregnant with his male mate but the child didn't come to term and died inside the princes body." Violet explained "he is the prince of vampires" I say looking from Aaron to violet "well that explains it, only the prince can create an heir even without the use of a female" violet stats "but the last princes pregnancy didn't go to plan?" Omg what if something happens to Aaron ? He's a human his body isn't deigned to deal with pregnancy, this isn't good.

--------------6 months later.

Aaron's p.o.v

My eyes open, it's bright but the room is dimly lit. As my eyes adjust to the room I spot movement from the edge of the room, a woman in her early 50s steps towards me with a blanket "Oh my, your awake! How are you feeling?" She asked reaching my bed and setting the folded blanket down. "I hurt, can I have some water?" I ask, my tummy is really sore and my throat is terribly dry. "Of corse I'll be back momentarily" she scuttles out of the room. After a couple of minutes something presses against my side, startled I look round to my right side to discover a newborn baby laying gently on the bed with me, pressed up agains me with big blue eyes. The moment our eyes meet i feel a pull, a connection, I'm overwhelmed with maternal instincts all of a sudden. The old lady enters the room again making me scoop my baby up and hiss fiercely at her, holding my son close to my chest. "Aaron, it's ok. Calm down, your safe, your baby's safe I promise" but even with her promises the erg to protect was overwhelmingly strong. Breathing deeply still holding my baby to my chest I nod to the woman, letting her know I'm calmer, she is still a stranger I can't trust her, I can't trust anyone.