The Two Worlds' Collision

Finding Facts of the Prophecy part 2

*Ryan*

'He accepted her as the mother, why not we be the father', I linked Nick. 'Look don't get me wrong. The baby is accepting us too, but we'll not be able to bond for a while with a crying newborn', Nick whined. I was about to growled back when a little grasp to me by surprise. I looked down to see the baby watching my every move. His curious eyes fixed to mine. "He likes you both already which is an amazing sign. That's basically means he'll be stronger than before and is ready at anytime to leave. I or someone just needs to give him a check up every month or so", the Doctor explained willfully. "We'll visit you every month for check ups for sure. Right my little one", Rachel cooed to the baby which grinned and kicked happily in response. "Wow, he's so energetic now just from us touching him", I said astonishedly. "Of course he is. He needs to be fast to be trained as the best warrior like me", my mate gushed. "Um. I think you mean me", I retorted back at her. "No, I mean me", she replied. "Oh, really? Who was the fast wolf who caught just a few hours ago from falling to you death?", I questioned. "You. But I just have to ask. How is a non-special alpha supposed to teach a special pup?", she challenged. "I-... I might not be able to-". "Teach a special? But I could teach him since I'm a special", she smirked. 'Don't argue with her anymore', nick groaned. 'Why'. 'Because arguing with a woman is like getting arrested. Anything you say can and will be used against you', he sighed. "Shouldn't we be going to see Chloe and your dad?", I questioned, trying to end the conversation. "Oh, right. We best be going", she replied. She started to gather the things the doctor gave us into beige satchel before starting to wrap the little one. What little one? "Um.. I may never hear the end of this but... what's his name again?", I asked embarrassedly. She looked up towards me then back towards the baby boy before giggling. "I completely forgot to tell anyone his name", she giggled. "Oh thank the goddess above. I though I forget it", I sighed in relieve. "I wasn't told what to name him, so we'll nust have to name him ourselves", she gleamed picking up the throly wrapped baby into her secure embracsive arms.

*Rachel*

I looked down at the handsome infant snuggling into my arms so sweetly. "Well, um. I have always liked the name Troy or Marcus from the Roman era", Ryan said grabbing the satchel and encircling an arm around us before leading us into the corridor. "Those are good names but I've always like Marshall or Duncan", I replied. Suddenly, a rumbling noise erupted from behind me. "What's wrong with those name"?! "Nothing is. I just think it's ironic that we chose names that either were great warriors or that means warrior is all", he replied softly holding me tighter. "Then, how bout we make him the greatest warrior ever; Troy Marshall Breakage", I said glancing at the little boy before looking up towards my mate with love filled eyes. He looked down to the baby before meeting my eyes with the same love as I showed. "I love it, my darling. Troy it is", he said before kissing my head. We walking down the corridor with his arm protectively around me and mine around Troy. We walked out of the hospital part of the pack house before heading up to my room. Yes, I live in the pack house to be closer to the warriors, my weapons, and the most vulnerable ones in the pack. I was greeted by some of the omegas my father had saved from rogues over the years. I led Ryan up the three staircases of the ten story house to my room. "Do you need me to take Troy to give you a break from holding him?", Ryan questioned worriedly. "No, we're almost there anyways", I smiled. I walked towards the door at the west end of the floor. As we neared my door the giggling and funny voices got louder. "They sound happy", Ryan commented making my relieved, at least a little. Relieved that she's enjoying my family and her now new life. "We can't tell anyone that we stole the cookies ok?", a faint whisper said. Suddenly, a idea flashed through my mind. I handed Troy carefully off to Ryan and told him to be quiet. I tipped toed closer to the door before knocking real hard on it and raised my voice saying," C.T.I.! Come out with you hands up". "Shoot cookie cops! Hide the goods!", a voice whispered. There was lots of running and whisper fighting going on before the door opened to reveal a chipmunk-cheeked Scout and Chloe. I busted out laughing at the sight of the knuckleheads. "Wistar(sister!)", tried to be angry at me while chewing the evidence up. "Sorry to ruin your fun but Ryan and I figured you would like to meet someone", I said as Ryan came closer with a sleeping Troy. "This is you little brother. I hope you don't mind we named him Troy Marshall Breakage but we can name Carmichael if you'd like instead", I said taking Troy from my mate's arms into mine before lowering for Chloe to see him. "No, it's perfect as he is", she said tracing her fingers on his face. "Would you like to spend sometime with him?", Scout asked her. "Yeah", she cheered. "Alright we have to go see my father for a few minutes but you have to try and go to sleep while we're gone ok?", I said sternly getting up to hand troy to Scout. "Yep". "Good girl", Ryan said rubbing her head. We walked out of the room and to the elevator. "Wait you have a elevator?", Ryan questioned. "Yeah". "Then, why did we have to walk three flights of stairs?", he returned. "Because I wanted to", I responded. We reached my father's pack office of the top floor to find books scattered everywhere and dad sitting in the corner staring deeply at one page, one paragraph, actually on sentence 'Sacrifice of The Three Wolves'. "Its real", he mumbled. What?!