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Fic: Heart Breaking Miracle 1/?
Title: Heart Breaking Miracle
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avari_maethor
Summary: She was supposed to be a miracle, and she was his… but she was also a heart break.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash. Ambrose/Cain. Mpreg (Ambrose’s part).
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: Flashbacks are in italics
Prologue
Heart Breaking Miracle
Chapter 1
Ten minutes after Ambrose had left the alley the baby’s cries were still echoing through the night and rain. Another figure appeared from through the rain, this figure heard the cries coming from the alley. Fatherly instincts kicked into high gear at the sound. It only took seconds for this figure to find the baby resting on the boxes in the alley.
The figure cradled the baby against his broad chest. Maybe it was the poor lighting in the alley, maybe it was the rain, or maybe it was the fatherly instincts, whatever it was the figure felt something for this child. Undoing the top part of his coat he pulled one arm in to cradle the baby against his chest then buttoned his coat back up to prevent more rain from getting on the baby. The baby squirmed a bit but then settled against his warmth and fell asleep. Blue eyes caught on a dim street light as the figure left the alley.
“I can’t understand anyone who would leave a baby in an alley,” Cain murmured as he made his way back to the palace, his patrol now complete.
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“Ambrose, we have all had an eventful day. We just need to sit down and have a relaxed supper together,” Lavender Eyes told him as she held his hand, guiding him into the room.
“I appreciate the thought majesty but I would, really, rather eat in my lab,” he told her softly.
“Do not be silly Ambrose. I have not seen you for days, now sit and eat.”
Ambrose sighed and took his seat between DG and Raw. In truth, he probably should not have been out of bed yet. Giving birth two days ago had stressed his body more than he had thought it would. But his baby had needed care and he couldn’t have left the blood or the sheets in the tub that was in the bathroom connected to his lab. After making sure the baby was fast asleep, at least for the next few minutes, he had taken the sheets to the laundry room and hid them in a corner that seemed to get very little attention. The dampness of the room had sent a chill down his spine.
‘Ozma… what have I done?’ He thought.
Occupied by his thoughts Ambrose did not notice the worried looks that DG and Raw were giving him. Raw wanted to reach out and offer comfort to the apparently depressed man but the waves of sorrow rolling of him made Raw afraid of what he see. Had Raw not just returned from visiting one of the tribes of his people he probably would have felt the pain from two days ago when it was happening.
DG was also worried about the advisor. She laid a hand on his to show this. Glitch had been her first friend on this side and to see him so depressed, when he was usually either happy or at least satisfied with the way things were going, sent off alarms in her head. “What’s wrong Ambrose?” She questioned. Ambrose barely glanced at her.
“Nothing is wrong princess. One of my more important experiments failed, I…I am very depressed by this,” he told her.
“Well you’ll figure it out. You are the smartest man in the O.Z. for a reason after all,” she said giving him a smile. The smile he gave her in return was sad, almost bitter, and it frightened her. When their food was brought Ambrose barely ate a bite, although everything on the plate was picked at. DG made a mental note to ask Cain what Ambrose had been working on.
Near the end of the supper there was a loud clap of thunder that caused them all to jump. Most eyes went to the window, watching the rain come down in sheets. Ambrose had to bite his bottom lip to hold back the cry that threatened to escape at the thought of his baby out in this weather. The door to the small dining room opened quickly, surprising them all under they noticed the familiar coat and hat.
“Cain! You’re drenched!” DG exclaimed.
“That’s usually what happens in this kind of storm kid, and it wouldn’t be the first time,” Cain replied. “Sorry to intrude on supper but I have something here that needs a little attention.” He started to unbutton his coat and Ambrose looked at him as he started to get up.
“You aren’t hurt are you?” He questioned, Cain being hurt was the last thing he needed right now.
“I’m fine sweetheart, but this little one I found out in the rain might not be so much,” Cain stated as he finished unbuttoning his coat and presented the baby to them. All the ladies in the room gasped and Ambrose’s eyes widened. It took everything he had to not break down right that second. Cain had found his… their baby!
Lavender Eyes and DG were both on their feet approaching Cain before Ambrose could get his body to follow his thought process. Raw watched Ambrose, curious about the shock and relief that was now coming from him. The Seer had a feeling that all these emotions he was getting from Ambrose; sorrow, shock, and relief, were all somehow connected to this child. Raw’s attention went to Cain, who was now explained finding the child.
“…outside the orphanage. The poor little thing was just crying, I don’t know how long it had been out there but, chances are with the way the rain is this little one would have been dead by morning,” Cain explained. Ambrose came forward then and took the baby from Cain.
“Well then, we should get you see to shouldn’t we?” He asked the baby, smiling softly. All eyes watched him leave the room with the baby, cooing softly at it. Cain was very puzzled by his lover’s reaction… had there been tears in Ambrose’s eyes?
Cain thought on the past few months, Ambrose had been quite distant. Cain didn’t know if it was something he had done or said but it almost seemed like Ambrose was avoiding him, although when the Queen asked after him Cain knew he wasn’t the only one being avoided. He tried to think back on anything that could have upset the advisor but nothing came to mind. Earlier he had been very close to finally getting to talk to Ambrose but then the sheets had been found.
Cain was… frustrated, to say the least. He had barely seen Ambrose in the past two months. The advisor had basically hidden himself away in his lab during the day, only coming to bed extremely late after Cain had already fallen asleep and left the next morning before Cain woke. Each time Cain had tried to go find his lover something came up and his course was changed away from the lab. Now he was two feet from the lab… two feet! That was when a rookie guard found him.
“Sir! Your must come quickly!”
“It can wait,” Cain stated.
“But Sir…”
“It can wait.”
“It really can’t Sir, a set of bloody sheets were found in the laundry, they don’t know where the blood came from. The Queen is calling for an all out search of the castle and the city,” the guard explained. Cain growled, looking almost longingly at the door to Ambrose’s lab, before turning away to follow the guard.
Within the following twenty minutes Cain was filled in on the story of the bloody sheets. Apparently the dampness of the laundry room had caused enough condensation under the sheets for a rather large puddle of bloody water to form, attracting attention to the often over looked corner. A chorus of screams from the women who did the laundry had followed the discovery. Now an all out search had been started inside the castle and in the city for the cause of the blood sheets.
As far as Cain knew they hadn’t found anything in the castle or outside the castle that gave them any idea as to where the blood had come from. Cain made a move to go after Ambrose but DG grabbed his hand pulling his attention back to her and the Queen. Once they had his attention they started firing questions about the baby, orphans and abandoned children. With all the questions and answers being traded no one noticed Raw leaving the room to find Ambrose and question him.
Chapter 2
Author:
avari_maethorSummary: She was supposed to be a miracle, and she was his… but she was also a heart break.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash. Ambrose/Cain. Mpreg (Ambrose’s part).
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: Flashbacks are in italics
Chapter 1
Ten minutes after Ambrose had left the alley the baby’s cries were still echoing through the night and rain. Another figure appeared from through the rain, this figure heard the cries coming from the alley. Fatherly instincts kicked into high gear at the sound. It only took seconds for this figure to find the baby resting on the boxes in the alley.
The figure cradled the baby against his broad chest. Maybe it was the poor lighting in the alley, maybe it was the rain, or maybe it was the fatherly instincts, whatever it was the figure felt something for this child. Undoing the top part of his coat he pulled one arm in to cradle the baby against his chest then buttoned his coat back up to prevent more rain from getting on the baby. The baby squirmed a bit but then settled against his warmth and fell asleep. Blue eyes caught on a dim street light as the figure left the alley.
“I can’t understand anyone who would leave a baby in an alley,” Cain murmured as he made his way back to the palace, his patrol now complete.
“Ambrose, we have all had an eventful day. We just need to sit down and have a relaxed supper together,” Lavender Eyes told him as she held his hand, guiding him into the room.
“I appreciate the thought majesty but I would, really, rather eat in my lab,” he told her softly.
“Do not be silly Ambrose. I have not seen you for days, now sit and eat.”
Ambrose sighed and took his seat between DG and Raw. In truth, he probably should not have been out of bed yet. Giving birth two days ago had stressed his body more than he had thought it would. But his baby had needed care and he couldn’t have left the blood or the sheets in the tub that was in the bathroom connected to his lab. After making sure the baby was fast asleep, at least for the next few minutes, he had taken the sheets to the laundry room and hid them in a corner that seemed to get very little attention. The dampness of the room had sent a chill down his spine.
‘Ozma… what have I done?’ He thought.
Occupied by his thoughts Ambrose did not notice the worried looks that DG and Raw were giving him. Raw wanted to reach out and offer comfort to the apparently depressed man but the waves of sorrow rolling of him made Raw afraid of what he see. Had Raw not just returned from visiting one of the tribes of his people he probably would have felt the pain from two days ago when it was happening.
DG was also worried about the advisor. She laid a hand on his to show this. Glitch had been her first friend on this side and to see him so depressed, when he was usually either happy or at least satisfied with the way things were going, sent off alarms in her head. “What’s wrong Ambrose?” She questioned. Ambrose barely glanced at her.
“Nothing is wrong princess. One of my more important experiments failed, I…I am very depressed by this,” he told her.
“Well you’ll figure it out. You are the smartest man in the O.Z. for a reason after all,” she said giving him a smile. The smile he gave her in return was sad, almost bitter, and it frightened her. When their food was brought Ambrose barely ate a bite, although everything on the plate was picked at. DG made a mental note to ask Cain what Ambrose had been working on.
Near the end of the supper there was a loud clap of thunder that caused them all to jump. Most eyes went to the window, watching the rain come down in sheets. Ambrose had to bite his bottom lip to hold back the cry that threatened to escape at the thought of his baby out in this weather. The door to the small dining room opened quickly, surprising them all under they noticed the familiar coat and hat.
“Cain! You’re drenched!” DG exclaimed.
“That’s usually what happens in this kind of storm kid, and it wouldn’t be the first time,” Cain replied. “Sorry to intrude on supper but I have something here that needs a little attention.” He started to unbutton his coat and Ambrose looked at him as he started to get up.
“You aren’t hurt are you?” He questioned, Cain being hurt was the last thing he needed right now.
“I’m fine sweetheart, but this little one I found out in the rain might not be so much,” Cain stated as he finished unbuttoning his coat and presented the baby to them. All the ladies in the room gasped and Ambrose’s eyes widened. It took everything he had to not break down right that second. Cain had found his… their baby!
Lavender Eyes and DG were both on their feet approaching Cain before Ambrose could get his body to follow his thought process. Raw watched Ambrose, curious about the shock and relief that was now coming from him. The Seer had a feeling that all these emotions he was getting from Ambrose; sorrow, shock, and relief, were all somehow connected to this child. Raw’s attention went to Cain, who was now explained finding the child.
“…outside the orphanage. The poor little thing was just crying, I don’t know how long it had been out there but, chances are with the way the rain is this little one would have been dead by morning,” Cain explained. Ambrose came forward then and took the baby from Cain.
“Well then, we should get you see to shouldn’t we?” He asked the baby, smiling softly. All eyes watched him leave the room with the baby, cooing softly at it. Cain was very puzzled by his lover’s reaction… had there been tears in Ambrose’s eyes?
Cain thought on the past few months, Ambrose had been quite distant. Cain didn’t know if it was something he had done or said but it almost seemed like Ambrose was avoiding him, although when the Queen asked after him Cain knew he wasn’t the only one being avoided. He tried to think back on anything that could have upset the advisor but nothing came to mind. Earlier he had been very close to finally getting to talk to Ambrose but then the sheets had been found.
Cain was… frustrated, to say the least. He had barely seen Ambrose in the past two months. The advisor had basically hidden himself away in his lab during the day, only coming to bed extremely late after Cain had already fallen asleep and left the next morning before Cain woke. Each time Cain had tried to go find his lover something came up and his course was changed away from the lab. Now he was two feet from the lab… two feet! That was when a rookie guard found him.
“Sir! Your must come quickly!”
“It can wait,” Cain stated.
“But Sir…”
“It can wait.”
“It really can’t Sir, a set of bloody sheets were found in the laundry, they don’t know where the blood came from. The Queen is calling for an all out search of the castle and the city,” the guard explained. Cain growled, looking almost longingly at the door to Ambrose’s lab, before turning away to follow the guard.
Within the following twenty minutes Cain was filled in on the story of the bloody sheets. Apparently the dampness of the laundry room had caused enough condensation under the sheets for a rather large puddle of bloody water to form, attracting attention to the often over looked corner. A chorus of screams from the women who did the laundry had followed the discovery. Now an all out search had been started inside the castle and in the city for the cause of the blood sheets.
As far as Cain knew they hadn’t found anything in the castle or outside the castle that gave them any idea as to where the blood had come from. Cain made a move to go after Ambrose but DG grabbed his hand pulling his attention back to her and the Queen. Once they had his attention they started firing questions about the baby, orphans and abandoned children. With all the questions and answers being traded no one noticed Raw leaving the room to find Ambrose and question him.