Water (A Sequel to Blood)

Chapter 20

A month later

  You were bent over a toilet, vomiting out your guts. You'd been like that for three weeks, and your stomach was getting bigger too fast. A Nephilim and an incubus have a baby.. What comes out?
  "Lemp… I feel awful.." You whined. Lempo kneeled down next to you.
  "Incubai are incredibly fertile when we don't kill." Lempo explained.
  "So in other words you knocked me up?" You asked hoarsely. Lempo smiled innocently.
  "Well, essentially yes." He answered, kissing your head and handing you a Ginger Ale. You took a swig.
  "Thanks, babe.." You smiled. Lempo got on his knees behind you, wrapping his arms around you.
  "It's my pleasure.." He purred, pressing another kiss to your ear. You turned your head.
  "You should get going.. Work awaits." You said, yawning. He stood and carried you to the bed.
  "Get some more rest.. I'll be back later." He promised. You nodded and tried to relax in bed as Lempo packed up and left. He told you he was working in a rehab center for addicts. The poor incubus took up a job so you could live a normal and happy life. You'd even given up hunting completely.
  "We got out, little one." You whispered, smiling at your tummy. You jumped as you felt something unusual calling out to you. Something was pulling at you, and you were too curious to ignore it. You stood up and headed to a wall of the room.
  "There.. It's got to… Be here.." You said and pushed your hands against it. A large rectangular piece of the wall opened like a door.
  "Holy…" You commented, walking through the door without hesitation. It was a small room filled with photos pinned up on the walls. On a single table in front of you sat a syringe full of a blue and misty grace. It was yours and you could sense it. You grabbed the syringe and broke it, absorbing your stolen grace. Was Lempo to blame for it? As you studied the room closer your fears were confirmed. The pictures were of Lempo torturing people; a sadistic smile spread across his face. You backed out of the room, falling onto your ass. How long had he been hurting people? How long had he been stealing your grace?
  "(Y/N)! I forgot my.." He stopped as he walked into the bedroom. You looked up at him with wide and scared eyes.
  "You weren't supposed to find that.." He said, his eyes darkening. You climbed to your feet.
  "How long?" You asked. He raised his hand and the door closed. You scrambled to your feet.
  "How long?!" You demanded. Lempo cracked his neck.
  "I've had your grace for.. A little while now. I've been drinking since I got it." He answered. Your wings unfurled behind you.
  "But that's why I found you. So I could return it to you and never worry about drinking it all." He tried to explain.
  "So I'm just a feeding bag?! I can't believeI trusted you! An incubus! We're done." You yelled. He shook his head.
  "No. I've done everything for you. You aren't going to just leave. Go back to that winged mongrel." Lempo said, a light growl in his voice.
  "And you're going to stop me?" You asked, tilting your head. He turned around and opened a dresser drawer, pulling out your angel blade.
  "Well.. If I can't have you then no one can.. I'll kill you and our baby both." He threatened, turning back towards you.
  "I'm leaving."