Mariah got home just before dawn, completely exhausted. She had delivered one young fairly easy , without complications for the mahmen or the young.
The second one had been a real struggle though. At one point, she had been sure they would lose them both.
But she was nothing if not determined and with help from Ehlena – Scribe Virgin bless that nurse- and Blaxton – amazing surgeon and oh-my-god-possibly-brother, who had decided to stick around after all, they had been successful in keeping them both alive.
As soon as she got home, she had visited Doc Jane’s lab first giving her a vial with Blaxton’s blood, knowing the female would be discreet. Mariah had explained the situation and Doc Jane’s expression hadn’t even changed, she had just started working and informed her that she’d send a text as soon as she had the results. Efficient woman.
After that, Mariah had gone to the kitchen where Fritz already waited with some freshly made spinach crepes.
Her dad would be brooding in his room as he had for the last week, so she brought him snacks. Her mahmen opened when she knocked on the door.
- Hi mom, hey dad.
Rhage looked up at her, his frown deepening with worry. She must look worse than she felt. He quickly masked his expression and looked back at the TV.
Die Hard with Bruce Willis. A classic.
- So, I ah, delivered two young today – both alive and kicking.
She watched his face as he tried –and failed- to hide his pride.
- Really? Tinsel, you have to tell me all about it!
She left the tray of food next to her dad and sat on the floor as she started to tell her mom everything. For the next hour, her dad pretended to ignore her while he hung on to every word she said. Her mahmen ooh’ed and aah’ed at all the right intervals and she knew she was closer to fixing things with her parents.
She wouldn’t tell them about Blax yet though. Not until she knew for sure. She kissed her mahmen, then her dad, even though he grunted and pretended to back away and left the room.
She took a quick shower in her room and moved to Ahgony’s after. She couldn’t wait to tell him everything. Including about Blaxton.
He was in bed naked as usual and she climbed into bed, snuggling up next to him. He was watching MadMax, another classic and one of her father’s favorites. She snickered as he kissed her temple. Mel Gibson had been such a hottie back in the day…
She turned to him and kissed his chest, needing him as much as always.
- Tahlly, I can feel your exhaustion. Sleep.
- I don’t want to sleep.
Her words were slurred and she knew that if he let her, she would be snoring in 3, 2, 1…
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Ahgony kissed the top of her head again as her body relaxed against his and her cute little snores filled the room.
He had been able to hide the fact that he had been injured and had gotten stitched up on his thigh. A wound made by a fucking clover, meant for D.
Natch.
She had been too exhausted to smell the blood, which was a good thing because he really didn’t want her to worry about him. She already had enough on her plate as it was and there was no need for him to add to that.
