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Beelzebub was awakened by the rays of the sun passing through the half-open curtain. She moved to extend her hand behind her but feeling nothing, surprised she stood up to look at the place next to her. Empty.
Where was Gabriel ?
She stood up, wincing as she felt a small pain in her pelvis. She left the room, went down the stairs to the main floor and found a note on the kitchen counter.
Out for the morning
Gift for you in fridge
Love you
Well, at least that explained his absence, Michael must have needed him for something. Thinking about the gift, she opened the fridge and discovered a huge chocolate cake. She smiled, she loved this kind of gift especially when she didn't need to share.
Leaning against the kitchen bar, she turned on the TV and was about to take her first bite when she felt something running down her leg. Looking she saw a sort of reddish liquid going up to her thighs.
" What the... " she whispered.
But as she tried to lift her large t-shirt that she had stolen from Gabriel, again, to look, she felt a sudden cramp in her lower stomach. She let out a little cry and dropped her fork in surprise. That wasn't normal.
Oh no. Nonono.
She wanted to call Gabriel but of course this angelic idiot hadn't picked up his phone. They hadn't planned on going to a human hospital, but they also hadn't planned on her being alone for this.
She managed to reach the couch and dropped onto her knees, leaning against it, it was more comfortable that way anyway she couldn't stay standing.
" You really chooze your timing, " she growled through gritted teeth. " Ah-, fuck it. "
The pain had lasted for several long minutes and she really felt like her pelvis was going to break. All she wanted to do was push. Her body obviously knew better than her what to do, she should just trust it.
She'd be lying if she said she wasn't starting to get scared, she didn't want to be alone, she really didn't.
And as luck would have it, just five minutes after thinking about that, she heard the sound of a car parking in the outside courtyard. And she only knew one demon who owned a car.
Of course, it had to be him.
" I've been thinking about something important, " Crowley said as he entered the living room. " If I'm... " he stopped when he saw the reddish puddle on the ground on one side and his former boss on her knees on the other.
" What's happening here ?? "
At first he thought she was injured but as he got closer he saw her with her hand resting on her stomach, very rounded, too much for it to be anything other than...
" No fucking way, " he said, taking off his glasses. " How long... "
" Juzt shut up, " she hissed in pain. " I need zomeone. "
" Where is Gabriel ? " he asked, looking around.
" Not. Here. "
" And you want my help ? "
" You're the only demon I know who'z done thiz before, right ? Iz the information true ? "
" Twice, a long time ago, " he clarified.
" It’z more than the otherz ! Are you going to help me or not ? "
" Yeah let’s go, my day wasn’t weird enough. No, stay on your knees, it’ll be easier. "
" You sure about that ? " she asked, clenching her fists.
" Who among us knows best ? " he asked, settling down in front of her.
" Shit... okay, " she gave up.
She had pain in her pelvis, lower back and legs, it was horribly unpleasant. She knew she was going to love this child but damn, not two !
" Ready ? " he asked.
" No. "
" Nice, here we go. Wait for contractions and then push. And breathe. "
" Wait for wha- ah ! " she grabbed his arm by reflex, sinking her claws into it.
" That's it. "
---- (thirty long minutes later)
" Fuck, I can't... " she managed to say.
" Of course yes, human women do it very well, " said the redhead.
" Is this your way of motivating me ? " she hissed.
" That works ? "
She didn't have time to respond, she was cut off by another strong contraction.
" Come on, last effort, " he said.
She let out one last muffled cry while she felt the pressure finally ease, as Crowley catched the package.
The room was silent for a moment before a baby's cries echoed loudly. He quickly cleaned her of the almost black blood with which she was covered.
" Wahoo, we have a princess, " said Crowley, wrapping the wriggling little creature in a white towel which she immediately took in her arms.
She had a good mass of black hair and small nails that were already hard enough to scratch. She even had four small gray marks under her eyes.
" How can humans make more than one ? On purpose ? " she muttered, catching her breath.
" Who knows, " replied Crowley.
" I guess I should thank you, " she said, still sitting on the floor and leaning back against the couch.
" Eventually, " said Crowley, leaning against the couch opposite. " If after that I’m not at least her godfath- "
" Granted. "
" Great, I can be a part-time nanny. "
" You calm down, Dagon comes before you, " she said, pointing a finger at him.
" Okay okay, " he said, raising his hands in front of him. " I felt a protective field when I entered. "
" Yeah, we made this manor into an embassy from hell. "
" I thought you wanted nothing more to do with hell. "
" Some demons need a break or a place to stay temporarily, " she said. " Don’t look at me like that, you do the same with your bookshop, you host well… what’s her name, Marel ? "
" Muriel, " he corrected.
" There, it’s the same thing. "
" Are you getting sentimental ? "
" Shut your mouth, I’m still the one who decides who can come in or not, I can disincorporate you. "
" I'm silent, " said Crowley, getting up, intending to go wash his hands when...
" Bee ? " Gabriel's voice echoed from the entrance hall.
He froze instantly when he walked in and saw Crowley... in his house... his hands covered in dark blood.
He reacted in a second, with a speed that Crowley did not know. Pinning the red-haired demon against the wall, his grip tight around his neck.
" You... "
" Gabe no ! "
" Bee ? " he repeated, letting go of Crowley who decided to finally clean the blood by miracle, less risky.
" I invited him, " Beelzebub told him.
She looked tired and was holding the small package wrapped in a white towel against her chest.
" Get your holy ass over here. Meet your daughter, " she said.
" Well, if no one else is going to try to kill me today, I'm going to leave, " said Crowley, massaging his throat.
" Hmm, sorry I thought..." said Gabriel.
" It's okay, it's okay, I understood, " added the redhead.
" Didn't you come for something ? " Beelzebub asked him.
" It can wait, I’ll come back. "
Gabriel rushed over to his partner, quickly making sure she was okay and kissing her forehead before leaning over the little girl who blinked several times as she looked at her parents for the first time.
Purple
" Yes, " whispered Gabriel, making a victory sign with his fist.
" Show-off. "
" It’s Eve then, " he said.
" It would seem, " she replied. " Do you want to hold her ? I must send a photo to Dagon, show her her goddaughter. "
" Goddaughter ? "
" Yes, if Michael is to be her aunt, I will choose her godmother, " she affirmed. " Oh and, Crowley is her godfather, "
" Uh, well... I guess she’ll be well protected, " he said.
" That's the point. "
" She's so small, " he said carrying the little one.
" Not enough for me not to feel her coming out... " she huffed. " You never touch me again. "
" Wha... "