Until The Full Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Eclipse of the Heart ❯ Chapter 2: Whispers of the Past, an everlasting Love ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Eclipse of the Heart
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please......
Pairings: Marlo/David
Category: Drama, Romance
Rating: NC -17
Spoilers: Only if haven't read the last manga.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon scenes, M-Preg.
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own the series or its chars. They are property of Major companies.

Eclipse of the Heart


Chapter 2: Whispers of the Past, an everlasting Love


How dare they keep me from my wife's side. It was their idea that we marry and now that we are happily married and expecting our child they dare shove me out of his room. I found myself angrily marching to his room. It was then that the double doors swung open and Madam Mira stuck her head out with a panicked look on her face.

"David! Quickly, come here!"

I stared at her for a moment before rushing that foot or two to the double doors. She stepped away and let me through and then I heard the doors close behind me. I turned to see that she had retreated outside and suddenly I was remembering the dampness in her eyes. There was something wrong. Never had I seen Madam Mira lose to her emotions like she was now. Things were not improving and perhaps they would only get worse.

I tried to push these thoughts aside as I saw that big four poster bed with its white curtains pulled and tied to the posts. I approached the right side where my father sat talking to who I assumed was Marlo. He saw me approach from the corner of his eye and stood up. He frowned and began walking towards me.

He stopped next to me and leaned in whispering ever so lightly, "If the clouds continue to hide the moon he won't last very long. We need to do something. I'll give it another hour before we attempt a C-section."

I nodded, not trusting my voice and walked to where my father had been sitting. I sat down in that large brown leather clad chair and smiled down at the person who I loved. He lay there under crimson sheets causing him to look paler than he normally did. His honey locks were damp and sticking to his forehead and neck. I gently laid my hand on his head moving the clinging strands away from his eyes and pushing them back off his forehead.

He was so gorgeous. Male or female, he was Marlo and he is the one I chose and still choose to give my heart to. I remembered seeing her in the white wedding gown the first time she tried it on and thinking how lucky I was. I also how much I wanted to see her out of the gown as much as I wanted to see her in it. I remember how she had been kidnapped and how everyone accused me of being uncaring but little did they know how worried and upset I was. I remember my anger and frustration towards Erik at hearing him telling me to cancel my wedding and his refusal to give me Marlo's whereabouts and how I had almost hurt my childhood friend if Belicia hadn't stopped me. My Marlo had become mixed up in an accidental love triangle that was all a misunderstanding and it was my fault just as his current situation is also my partly my fault.

The memory of David lying slumped against that cold stone wall with his neck exposed and two tell tale puncture holes on the nape of his neck. I knelt beside him that night and felt the slow beat of his heart and I my heart fell. I knew that it was Kiera Poison and that since Marlo was half vampire and half werewolf that it wouldn't kill him but the very idea that it could have made me angry and worried. I had drank the poison from his neck and upon hearing that wonderful voice say "You're late you bastard" I knew that I had him and that he was mine and that he knew I would come for him. He had no doubt that I would come for him. Just like now he has no doubt in me or my love.

He's lying in this bed sweating and in pain and yet he smiled brightly upon seeing me enter the room. Even now he holds my hand and smiles up at me until another pain wracks his body causing him to gasp and clench his teeth, gripping at my hand tightly. I look around and find a discarded white wash cloth sitting in a basin filled with ice water. I grabbed it with my freehand and squeezed the excess water out before I gently wipe Marlo's face and forehead and then down to his neck and shoulders.

"Thank you..."

I look over at him and lean over placing a kiss upon his brow and then lips, "Thank you."

He looks up at me quizzically and I just smile and squeeze his hand and try to give him my brightest smile, "Is there anything I can do for you, or get for you?"

"No. Just stay with me, please."

I nod and rub my fingers along those beautiful and strong knuckles, "Nothing in this world could convince me to leave your side."

"Do you remember the first time I confessed to you?"

I look down at him and smile, "Of course. You turned the cutest shade of red and then I leaned in and kissed you under the light of the full moon while we both sat on the limb of a tree outside this room's very window."

He smiled warmly up at me and even though his face was so very pale he still managed to blush a light pink.

"Do you remember everything about us so vividly?"

I couldn't help but grin devilishly as I answered, "Of course, everything from the curve of your neck to the curve of your...ouch!"

"Pervert."

I smiled and laid my hand on his extended stomach that contained our child. I felt a calm fall over Marlo that hadn't been there before and when I looked up at his face I could see his eyes close in comfort.

"You always seem to be able to calm him down."

"Of course, I'm the Papa. I'm the one who will do all the spoiling and you're going to be the mother he dishes out all the discipline."

Marlo smiled and then another contraction hit and unlike the others before that I had witnessed, this one seemed worse. I almost jumped when Marlo actually moaned and turned his head to scream into the pillow. I looked out the window and saw all the clouds and for the first time in years I prayed. It didn't matter who answered, as long as someone answered this one time. I had grown up without a mother most of my life and I did not want that for my child. My child should know Marlo just as I do.

Marlo stopped squeezing my hand so painfully and I looked over to make sure that he's okay. He lay there gasping for breath and I wished so much that we could change spots.

"Did...did you contact Ira?"

"Ira? You want me to contact that witch at this moment?"

"I promised her that I would contact her as soon as it was time."

I smiled and shook my head, "She'll have to wait until after the baby's born. I refuse to leave your side."

That was my Marlo. Always thinking of others and always kind to those around him, even if they had caused him pain. Just like Ira, who had not only tried to stake me and had managed to leave a scar upon "my" Marlo's shoulder when her stake skimmed it instead of hitting me when Marlo dove to cover me. That very same witch came to our wedding. My Marlo, a kind, caring and beautiful soul.

"Did you read the letter we got from Claudia?"

I almost laughed. He was talking about others at a time like this. I have no ears, heart, mind or thoughts for anyone else than you.

"She and Louis found out that they're expecting. We will have to visit them after the baby's born."

"How far along is she", I asked smiling.

"She's four months and she said Louis is ecstatic."

Marlo began to squeeze my hand tightly again and I watch as he tries to breath through his latest contraction with very little success. How did a womanizing scoundrel like me luck out and get such a wonderful person like Marlo?

I looked over at the grandfather clock in the corner and watched as time ticked by another ten minutes and my father would come in and ask me to leave again so that he could set up and prepare Marlo for a C-section. Vampires didn't do well under surgical procedures. Blood loss was fatal. Mind you, Marlo was half werewolf and half vampire but it still worried me.

"A penny for your thoughts?"

I looked into those hauntingly beautiful green eyes and smiled, "Thinking about us, you, our child and the future."

"You know, thinking is okay but in the wrong hands it could be dangerous."

I smiled down at him and nuzzled into his hand that was still clasped in mine. I felt his other hand wander through my hair lovingly and knew that he could read my thoughts and he probably saw the worry in my eyes.

"I love you."

Those three words had undone me. I felt the tears fall hot and heavy from my eyes and I squeezed his hand like the lifeline that it was.

"Look at that light..."

I lifted my tear filled eyes and saw the clouds parting to reveal the silver moon with its life saving light. The further the clouds parted the more light that drifted through the window. I stood and let go of Marlo's hand as I ran to the windows of the patio door and threw them back as far as they would go. I turned and watched as Marlo's short blonde hair grew and his body became curvier. It was then that I smiled and ran over to her just as a contraction hit. I called as loud as my voice would allow. I called for my father repeatedly and sat next to Marlo as is grabbed his knees and sat up pushing through the next contraction as it hit.

My father ran into the room and his face lit up when he saw Marlo. He pulled a stool close to the end of the bed and before he could sit down Marlo called out, "My water broke" causing my fathers grin to grow even bigger.

"That's good Marlo! When the next contraction comes I want you to push."

I watched as helped until I was eventually sitting behind Marlo offering comfort and help as contraction after contraction hit his already overtaxed body.

"I see the head. You can do it, Marlo!"

Marlo lay back against my chest with her head against my shoulder and I leaned down to press a kiss against her forehead. She looked up at me and smile momentarily and then the next contraction hit causing her to sit up and push as a scream tore from her throat.

"The heads out!"

I pushed her hair from her eyes and watched as she breathed deeply and I watched her body tense and upon looking down I saw our child pulled completely from her body and I felt tears once again fill my eyes.

"Congratulations! You've got a handsome baby boy."

I watched as my father cut the cord and then handed my son to my mother in law to hold. I stayed behind Marlo and held her close, afraid that she would leave me.

"Give me a few more pushes Marlo and then you'll be done. I helped Marlo sit up and push two more times and then fall back completely worn out.

"Good job Marlo. The afterbirth is out and as soon as I get you cleaned up then you can lay back and rest."

I held Marlo as my father cleaned her up and helped to lift her into my arms so that the sheets and blankets could be removed and new ones put down in their place. I laid her back down and sat beside her and watched as my mother in law Madam Mira brought our now clean son over to us wrapped in a light blue blanket, already diapered. She placed him in Marlo's arms and I couldn't help but smile upon seeing Marlo's eyes light up. I watched as Marlo brought our soon to his heavy milk laden breast and grinned as our newborn son latched on and proceeded to have his first meal.

"What shall we name him,” asked Marlo as she gently cradled our son in her left hand and rubbed his small fingers with his right.

"How about Marcus Nathaniel Vincent?"

"I like it. I hope next time we have a daughter", said Marlo as he smiled down at our son.

My Marlo. I wouldn't trade him for anything or anyone in this world.

The End.....

Or is it....

Should I do a series? I would love to write about a daughter in the family. ^__^ only if you guys want to read it though.

Kat