Saving Mimi : Rise of the All-Mother Scions

Hooked On A Feeling

Mimi's POV

Seb made good on his promise and did refrain from micromanaging me and this pregnancy. I also lived up to my promise to eat and take better care of my body, since it wasn't just me anymore. I was going to be a mother. It was so unreal for me to think about. There was a tiny, fragile life growing inside of me. It was an overwhelming feeling.

We started living at the Cabin fulltime. Seb and I informed the Carraways that we got married, but we decided to hold off on the baby announcement. My parents were a little caught off guard, but happy for me nonetheless. They may not be my biological parents, but they have been loving and supportive as if they were. They still had a few months left on the humanitarian aid mission they were on out of the country. We promised to pick them up and bring them to the cabin for a weekend after they returned. Seb hired people to assist Laura with the packing at his  country house. Laura and I handled collecting my things from the Carraways.

 After my predicted missed period, Seb took me to Dr. Johnston's clinic for blood work, and an ultra sound to which I consented without negotiations, counter offers, bribery and/or extortion by either of us. Once it was "clinically" verified that I was in fact pregnant, Seb, ever the planner started getting giddy with making lists. 

It was nice having all this time with him. He extended his leave at the hospital, since the Hospital Board was still deciding what to do about the negative PR fallout from the false arrest. At least it was paid administrative leave. When Seb went before the board he took his lawyer Bruce Ferguson. Seb let Bruce do all the talking. He told the hospital board that if there was any disciplinary action against Dr. Doyle in any form that he would not only sue the hospital back into the stone age, but that each member of the hospital board would be sued individually for liable, slander, defamation of character, the whole works. Seb was only slightly nervous. But despite it being a closed meeting, word had gotten out and he was receiving offers from various medical schools to teach and and other hospitals to be the head anesthesiologist.

We got daily updates from the twins, Adam, Tobias and Pearl. They asked if Max could come assist them if things got scary. Max said it would depend on the situation here and how dire their need. That was Max's way of saying no, unless absolutely necessary.

When Seb and I aren't working on the nursery projects, I spend time reading parenting books, mommy blogs, watching cooking shows. Seb let's me dabble in the kitchen, nothing to strenuous of course.

If I am not working on my Domestic Goddess Skills, I am working with Laura to hone my skills and gifts as the Queen of the Supernatural World. It seems a little strange to me that I am a queen, but other then the Fae realm, I haven't been approached by any other supernatural emissaries.

So about a month after the twins and the team left, I was working with Laura in the main living room. Laura also has special abilities, however she is very stingy on details about herself. She's been working with me to develop my telepathy. She has even helped me focus and learn how to shield my thoughts so that other psychics can't read me like a magazine.

"Laura, can I ask you something?" I said during a break.

"Of course, love, what's on your mind?" she asked.

"Are you just saying that to be polite or is my shield really that good? Don't answer that, that wasn't the question. Do you think it is odd that none of the supernatural realms have sent emissaries other then the Fae realm?" I asked.

"No, love. It is not unusual. You haven't been presented as Queen, how are they to know that you even exist? The only reason the Fae realm sent gifts and emissaries is because  you had a close relationship and are friends with the Lord and Lady of the Fae. But considering history, it makes sense that they would keep it secret until your powers are fully developed," said Laura then she covered her mouth.

There was an uncomfortable silence. After a while I worked up the courage to ask the nagging question that had been plaguing me since Kyra and Trystian's emissaries arrived about a week after the incident at the mine.

"Laura, what happened to the previous queen?" I asked a little on edge.

"Mimi, can we wait and answer that when Max and Master Sebbastian return?  We do need to talk about it, but I would prefer that they be here," she said.

I could only see the care and concern in her eyes. Laura was very good at shielding her thoughts. So, I agreed to wait for Seb and Max to return. They had gone to Kalispell to get all the supplies to baby proof the cabin. We still hadn't decided on nursery colors or furniture. 

I wasn't even showing so I had held off on getting maternity clothes. But I was wearing more skirts and dresses lately, It just made things so much easier when Seb and I would find ourselves carried away by our passions. He seriously has become like an insatiable teenager. And maybe it is just me, but he's looking younger and more devastatingly handsome than when we first met. I think his muscle tone is even better then before. But between his working out, all the manual labor he's doing on the nursery, and our constant love making, it kind of makes sense. Perhaps the fountain of youth is an active s*x life and a baby on the way.

Laura and I were enjoying some decaf herbal tea when the front door opened and Seb and Max walked in caring baby gates, and other assorted products for the baby proofing. I set my cup down and stood up. Seb set what he was carrying down and met me half way. I hugged and kissed him.

"Oh, my love, I am so glad to see you, " I said as I kissed him again.,

"My silly precious one, I missed you too," he said holding me to his chest and placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Can the baby proofing wait for now? I think you and Max need a drink and a snack, then we need to have a discussion with Laura in the living room," I said to him.

"Ok, my precious one, I don't need a snack, but I could do with some water. How about Max and I put this all up in the nursery and we will join you  in a few moments?" Seb asked.

I nodded and said, "Yes, that is just fine. Max, would you like anything? I am happy to get it for you."

"I wouldn't refuse a cup of tea and some biscuits," said Max.

"Consider it done. Laura and I have been enjoying some delicious loose leaf tea. I will pour you a cup and see if I can't find the cookies she made yesterday," I said with a cheery smile and headed to the kitchen. 

I found the cookies, put them on a plate. I got Seb a glass of water, got a tea cup for Max, got the tea pot and service and put everything on a serving tray and carried it into the living room. I set it on the coffee table. I set Seb's Glass on a coaster. I filled Max's cup with tea. I topped off my cup and Laura's cup with more tea. A few moments later Max and Seb joined us. Max sat in his favorite leather wingback chair. Seb joined me on the love seat.

"Seb, Laura and I were working on refining my skills and in the course of talking about things the conversation drifted to an important question that needs to be address, and Laura felt you and Max needed to be present for the discussion," I started to say.

"What is the question?" asked Seb pensively.

"Mimi, asked what happened to the previous Queen," said Laura and she looked over at Max with a concerned look.

Max went white, he had been holding the tea cup in his hand and not by the handle, the topic must have triggered something because his hand gripped the tea cup so tightly that it shattered in his hand. Tea and blood started flowing down his forearm. We all reacted and jumped up to aid him. Laura ran to get Seb's first aid kit, Seb ripped his shirt off and wrapped it around Max's hand and lead him to the kitchen, while I walked with them into the kitchen and grabbed towels and cleared a space for Seb to treat Max's hand.

Laura came in and handed me the kit.

"You see to this, Miss, I will clean up the blood trail," she said and she grabbed her cleaning supply caddy from the cupboard and went back to the living room.

"Max, I am so sorry. We  don't have to discuss it now, it can wait," I said. 

Max didn't answer me. He wouldn't even look at me.

"Max, I need you to relax your hand. I need to see how bad it is," said Seb in a firm tone.

Max let out a sigh and opened his hand. Seb put on gloves and discarded the large shards of china first. 

"Mimi, turn the faucet on, cool water, low flow, please, and put a rag in the drain to catch the fragments that the water knocks loose," he said.

I did as I was instructed.

Seb lead Max over to the sink. and ran the water over Max's hand as gently and indirectly as possible.

"Mimi, please find me a pair of tweezers in my kit," said Seb calmly.

I found the tweezers. I read Seb's thoughts and also grabbed the gauze, antiseptic solution and non-stick gauze pads.

I set everything in front of Seb. I held the tweezers over the sink as I quickly splashed rubbing alcohol on the working end. I then handed them to Seb without contaminating the end I just sterilized.

I could see the surprised, yet grateful look in Seb's eyes. He worked on picking the shards out of Max's hand. I read Seb's mind again and grabbed the triple antibiotic ointment. He rinsed Max's hand one more time then I handed him paper towels to pat Max's hand dry. I took the cap off the ointment and squeezed a good sided glob on to a few sterile cotton swabs and handed them to Seb. Reading his mind again, grabbed an antiseptic solution and a clean cotton ball. I soaked the cotton ball and dabbed it on the cuts. Apologizing as I did so, even though true to form our former SAS man never made a sound. Once I was done, Seb applied the ointment and grabbed a few gauze pads and proceeded to cover the wounds and wrap Max's hand with the gauze roll.

"The cuts were mostly superficial. But if you want to go to the ER and get stitched I will drive you," said Seb.

Max let out a groan, "I would sooner call Adam just to chat about the weather. I may just rip this gauze off and pour superglue in all the cuts. But thank you for tending to me, Sir, and you too, Miss," said Max in a grumpy tone.

"I am so sorry Max. This is my fault. We should have waited until after dinner, " said Laura as she rejoined us in the kitchen. She grabbed the bloody shirt and immediately started to rinse the blood and tea out in the sink.

"No, No, Laura. It's fine. Sebbastian said it was superficial. No real harm done. But, yes, can we table this topic until after dinner and after I have had a proper, stiff drink, please," said Max quietly.

"You know where I keep the good scotch, or would you like some port?" ask Seb.

"Darling, get him the good scotch. His hand is hurt," I said after reading Max's thoughts that he wasn't repressing or blocking form me.

"Please don't, Miss. I know you meant no harm. But, please, just, for the mean time, stay out of my head. I can get my own bloody drink," Max said as he headed to Seb's liquor cabinet in the study.

I was a little hurt, not going to lie. I turned to face Seb. I tried to fight back the tears.

He immediately wrapped me in his arms. He kissed my forehead.

"Do you want to rest upstairs until Max gets himself settled?" he asked sweetly.

I just nod and bury my face into his chest. His undershirt is super soft against my cheek. 

What fabric softener does Laura use? Ah, he smells terrific. If I weren't already pregnant...

He repositions us so that his arm is around my shoulder and he holds my hand in his free hand and leads me up to our master bedroom.

"On second thought, I want it bath with a calming bath bomb, love," I said to him.

"Ok, my precious one. I will draw the water and get the bomb, you get out of those clothes and I will join you, " he said placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.

I watched him scurry off to the master bathroom. I heard the water come on, and I heard him rummaging for the bath bombs. 

That man really does love me. If I weren't already head over heels in love with him, little things like this would have me hooked. 

I walk over to the hamper. I strip out of my clothes and place them inside. I then walked confidently on into the bathroom.

"I never tire of that beautiful sight," said Seb as he noticed me in the bathroom.

He walked over and placed a tender kiss on my forehead before he  scooped me up and gently lowered me into the tub. He quickly removed his clothes, threw them in the bathroom hamper and climbed in the tub behind me. He dropped the bath bomb in the water and proceeded to lightly massage my neck and shoulder muscles.

"Babe, I don't know how to apologize to Max," I finally said as he rubbed my shoulders.

"Darling, you heard him, He knows that you weren't being malicious. I for one am quite appreciative that you read my mind. In fact, I know it might sound crazy, but hear me out unless you have already read my mind, how would you like to go back to school and come work as my nurse when you finish?" Seb said.

"Darling, I think you have forgotten something," I said and I guided his hands down to the space just below my navel.

"It's a wonderful thought, assisting you was nice, love, but even if I weren't pregnant with your child, I wouldn't want to be your nurse. I think it is important that you do what you do and that we have some time apart as individuals. Healthy, mentally for the both of us, plus knowing us, we'd both get canned for not being able to keep our hands off each other no matter how professional the setting," I said to him.

"You do make a very strong argument and valid point, or I might get fired over a young intern paying too much attention to you and I have to knock him out because he thinks he can claim you as his; not that you would feed his delusion in anyway; it would be one hundred percent him, and me having to have to protect what is mine. Yeah after saying it out loud, I am not comfortable with you being around other men except Max of course, or Tobias, maybe Adam. Definitely not Trystian," Seb said a little too much jealousy coming through in his tone as he said 'Trystian.'