QHUINN: -There were few things that made Qhuinn squirm like a colony of fire ants had taken up home in his leathers. But this…His mismatched eyes and brain trying its damnest to process what the fuck he was doing standing between racks of strange bras and…. his head cocked to the side.- Those can’t be panties. - more like a contraption to support a big ass and boobs- those are a serious case of birth control. -He muttered at the same time recoiling when the overly happy Mary Poppin sales lady caught him in her cross hairs. Jesus.. Fuck me. A forced tight smile did nothing to deter this woman. “Is there anything I can help you find, sir? All nursing bras are …” Qhuinn took a step back his hand flying up to stop the rest of that sentence from making his brain bleed out.- I’m good. Really. These man boobs won’t be lactating anytime in the next 100 millenniums… Thanks. -She gawked…literally made this bird sound and had the nerve to look offended. GET. IN. LINE. Mary Poppins. The giggle from behind him had Qhuinn grunting shit that wasn’t even words at the little chosen he knew was living this shit up. He was never going to live his down. The look he shot her was both pleading and threatening, a pending torture of some kind, she snickered and smiled. He spoke in a low growl as he stalked forward, clipping a sign with his shoulder that clearly stated in bold pink letters “Leak Proof Lining”- When you said you needed more bras and panties, I was picturing Victoria’s Secret. Not this. -A mountain of a warrior with shitkickers planted to the carpeted floor, thick arms crossed to his chest, brow cocked a hint of amusement buried in his tone.- This takes some warning, Layla. And possibly a therapy session with Jane.
LAYLA: [Layla’s laughter filled the air as she stood and observed his fear and irritation, but she n’er expected him to take her shopping if he knew what was truly to come of their trip. Closing the small distance between them, Layla pulled his crossed arms down and smiled towards the sales lady that had begun to wander off.] Qhuinn, if I had spoken of what we were to be truly searching for you n’er would have agreed to accompany me, am I right? [Bella had taken Layla aside days ago and told her all of what she would need for herself. As much as she had wanted to request her sisters presence, ‘twas still difficult for her to make requests to anyone other than Qhuinn. Reaching up as much as she could to find his broad shoulders, Layla turned his body around, and while tugging on his large hand with hers, she escorted him to a rack of maternity panties.] Shall I model them for you warrior?
QHUINN: - A small group of ogling sappy eyed females hovering around a rack did not go unnoticed. All of them with child, but no man. And just where the hell were their males? Then it hit him, this was kinda important.. one of those moments, one that mates would share. He and Layla weren’t mates but this was his young she was carrying and if she needed these contraptions then he’d ball up and do this shit. Damn. Qhuinn swallowed then swallowed again, all of a sudden the Sahara desert was in his throat and he wanted a shot of herradura and a loaded monster burger from that diner on the corner of Fifth Street. Christ. He gave the hand in his a squeeze and a tug, and Layla met his chest with a gentle thud, those green eyes lifted up to his and he shook his head, half grinning.- These places should have man stations, flat screens and chairs that massage my ass while i watch MMA and wolf down a King size candy bar. I’m putting all that shit in the suggestion box… -Qhuinn tapped the end of her nose with his finger.- You owe me big, baby girl…BIG. -He stepped back making his arms span their full length before tucking them into his chest and leaning against a mirrored wall, he nodded toward the racks.- I’ll be right here…. -As he stood there Qhuinn caught himself from time to time watching her move and her body sway, she wasn’t sporting a huge bump but the proof was there. His kid..their young was growing inside that female, one that he adored and would protect with his life.-
LAYLA: [Layla couldn’t help but smirk and laugh at how Qhuinn was behaving. Bella had spoken to her before they left and gave her a humorous warning about how he may act, but Layla had deigned that he would be able to handle it. ‘Twas only a shopping trip, she convinced herself. But now…seeing that deer in the headlights look he had and how his brows were knitted so tightly across his brow, she simply smiled and dropped her hands from the garments she had been fondling. One arm was already heavy with the items she had pulled from the various locations within the store. His eyes were glued to her belly, which now pooched out a little more than she had wanted. Feeling somewhat self-conscious at his stare she covered her front with the items and walked back towards the wall he was leaning against.] Oh Qhuinn, my sweet Qhuinn. I shall repay you ten-fold. This I assure you. Can we secure payments for these items? [She held up her arm and batted her lashes as only a female could; something she had learned from watching television. It always worked for them, would it work for her? [Then we can feed your growling stomach and mine. This young has me famished on a constant basis. Clearly, she has taken after her father. [Layla smiled warmly as the vision of a small female baby, with her fathers mismatched eyes flooded her mind. He always hated how different he was, but she loved his eyes. Turning her head left to right she looked around and thrust the stack of clothing against his broad chest.] How do we get these?
QHUINN: -Qhuinn nudged her toward the front of the store, whispering like it was top secret- With a roll.. -a squeeze check to the stack on his hold- …or two, of Benjamin’s and a check-out lane with the least appealing cashier. My appetite along with yours combined we might have to call in the brothers for a cleanup on aisle 5. -She blushed a deep crimson and a rumbling laughed came straight from his chest.- I’m fucking with you, Chosen. -The warrior almost looked civilized with his massive arm full a shopping spree the other around the shoulders of the female at his side…normal if you would but when a leather clad shitkicker wearing mammoth of a man made a sound like that people noticed. He wanted to bare his fangs and growl…but that shit would fly like a dead bird. So instead he pulled the hormone card.- Nothing to see here folks that was the happy hormone wave from my lil’ bit. You can only guess what comes next…-Qhuinn petted down Layla’s blonde hair, fighting a smile- You don’t want to be around for it. And she’s hungry on top of that. -And that was how Moses parted the red sea. A few minutes later they stood on the sidewalk, Fritz had taken the bags to the car. Qhuinn was scanning and doing a subtle weapons check before they took off to find grub.- Layla, you want Chinese, Mexican, or the Diner? -when she didn’t answer his eyes shot to her face and he took a step closer- Layla? What the hell’s wrong?
LAYLA: [Her mind was elsewhere, she heard his question but it didn’t seem to process as her body was warning her to take a close look at their surroundings. Something felt off…no not off, she thought, but odd. Dearest virgin, her nose was twitching and she wanted to curse as she had heard so many others do when they were unnerved by a situation. Her green eyes looked left and then right, and that’s when a gasp escaped her now parted lips. She caught, yet only briefly, but enough to know who it was. That massive dark shadow of a male that slipped from beside a strip center across the way and into the shadows. It was that of her capture, or savior as she had grown to think of him after he cared so kindly for her after the car bomb. ‘Twas Xcor that her nose and body had sensed before he slid away from sight. How long had he been watching them, and what business would he have had here, were the thoughts that scrolled through her scrambled mind. The sudden heat of Qhuinn’s stare and body beside her brought her from her daze. Raising her eyes to his she frowned slightly and pondered if she should even mention it.] Oh, nothing Qhuinn. ‘Tis my sense of smell that is so heightened and I simply caught wind of one that I know. [And one she felt fondly, much too fondly for her liking, but also something she would not divulge to the warrior who stood watch beside her.] Xcor…he is near, I can feel it. And I don’t understand why? [Her brows rose and she looked up at him questioningly.] Why, after all the time that has passed would he have such an effect on me? To sense his being and smell? [She was clearly disturbed and a wave of confusion rolled off of her, surely causing Qhuinn to question her loyalty to the Brotherhood, but ‘twas something she could not deny.]
QHUINN: -He barely registered anything she said, not a single fucking word after “Xcor” because the wind shifted and the scent of bastard stung the night air. Fight mode engaged. His broad thick shoulders rolled, head dropped and he inhaled, body angling toward the enemy, hand on the hilt of his pistol the other spun and got Layla corralled between his body and the building.- Don’t move or try to see shit. You got me. -There was no question poised for her to answer. Those eyes got busy tearing apart the shadows and the alleys, even the roof tops as far as he could see. Nothing, but that meant shit. Fritz sat a block down the street, the car idling at the curb. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuccckkk. All he could think was getting her and his young out of here, and right now he was no where close to being able to dematerialize and he wasn’t sending her alone. What if Xcor tried to follow her? That son of a bitch needed to die, unfortunately tonight wasn’t going to allow for it. Another string of curses and Qhuinn eased off Layla but kept her shielded, pulled out his phone and got Fritz and the Mercedes back to their position. Jerking open the back door for Layla, he hissed at the doggen to stay put then joined her in the back seat. Something was not setting right with him, he found his temper growing by the second, he hissed toward the front seat.- To the compound, Fritz. Don’t stop for anything. -Mismatched eyes took in the darkness behind his eyelids for a few beats followed by some breathing… one deep breath… two…three…four… his jaw grew tight, eyes slowed open onto her and he spoke real slow.- What do you mean you sensed him? And What the fuck happened when he had you, Layla? Don’t bullshit me, Chosen. That’s my life growing inside you as well.
LAYLA: [Frightened beyond belief by his words and actions, Layla did as she was told and swallowed the hard lump that had formed in her throat. Groaning low, she knew she should have said naught of what she discovered. He was gone, and they could have avoided the whole thing. Her body was carefully pushed into the backseat of the car with Qhuinn following immediately. The anger within him filled the Her body was carefully pushed into the backseat of the car with Qhuinn following immediately. The anger within him filled the backseat as she struggled to contain the tears that stung her eyes. Her head turned as she struggled to contain the tears that stung her eyes. Her head turned towards Qhuinn as he closed his eyes and tried to compose himself, but when they opened and looked right into hers…almost into her soul, the tears fell. She strained to fight them and find the words to explain what had occurred so many months ago. A loss for words, that was what she was feeling, along with guilt and fear. Nothing had ever been spoken of what transpired when she was taken, she had made sure of that. What would Qhuinn think of her? Would he no longer love her, or no longer want anything to do with their young. Think of her as tainted for having taken his vein and offered the same? Her hands rose to wipe the tears from her flushed cheeks, and she spoke as softly and calmly as she could fathom, not looking the warrior in the eye.] He never laid a hand on me. He was naught but caring and kind. I was fed and taken well care of while in his home. But… [This is where she faltered in her speech. Her feelings for the scarred warrior had only multiplied over the time since her safe return. She found herself dreaming of those deep blue eyes and his scent. She had a strong instinct to protect him…protect him from those she dwelled with. Telling Qhuinn everything? No good would e’er come of that. The Brotherhood already had vowed to kill Xcor and his soldiers. Her head rose and her eyes met his.] I took his vein. [Before he could attempt to protest and stop her from speaking she continued.] I had to Qhuinn, for I was injured in the explosion. He ne’er even looked at me, stood in the shadows. [Layla heard Qhuinn grit his teeth and a low growl rumbled in his chest. She firmly grasped Qhuinn’s arm to try and emphasize the purpose of her actions before pulling her hand away, as well as her body, providing some distance between them fearing the worst of consequences from the father of their young.]
QHUINN: I’m sure he did it out of the goodness of his fucking heart, Layla. -Words slung at her sharp as a bladed whip, fist bound together in his lap. He would throw himself from the car before he laid a hand on her, but fuck he wanted to kill something, the guilt and fury battling in his chest was indescribable. She…THEY should’ve never been in hands of son of a bitch.- Xcor is nothing but god damn calculating bastard! -Qhuinn roared and watched more tears stream down her face, she shrank further into herself. He knew she only done what had to be done to save her and the young, but god damn he wasn’t taking this dose of reality like a good boy. It was a horse pill lodged in his throat and a twitch in his trigger finger. Fangs fully extended, eyes he knew had gone wild glanced out the side glass, they were a half mile from the turn off to the mountain.- Pull over Fritz… -the car slowed and Qhuinn slowly leaned in toward Layla, one hand cupping her cheek the other going very carefully to her belly, he spoke with all the calm he could find for her.- I’m not mad at you, baby girl. Fuck… I’m glad you did what you had to but … -he broke off- I gotta process this shit and…I -his chest rose and fell once as the car stopped- Fritz will take you on into the compound. I’ll be back before dawn. You need me…call. -lifting her chin higher- Don’t hesitate I mean it. -Qhuinn kissed both her tear stained cheeks and exited the car, tapping the hood for it to leave. He stood there on the side of the road…fuck he had no clue how long but when he tried to dematerialize and it worked he knew it was long enough. The Male in him needed a clear mind, the Warrior needed blood to spill…Lesser or Bastard he didn’t care. -
LAYLA: [Layla attempted a small smile, for his sake, but failed miserably when he told her he was leaving her with Fritz to be taken home, alone. This is what she had feared all along and by keeping the secrecy of what else transpired between her and Xcor…no, she now knew it was for the best. The pure animalistic fury that emanated from Qhuinn at merely knowing she had taken another vein, especially the one of an enemy was almost more than she could bare. She stared out the darkened window at the male that had made a solemn vow to protect her and choked back more tears. She ne’er meant to hurt him, nor cause him any undue harm, but her stupidity had betrayed her. Shaking her head as the car drove away, she drew her legs up to her elbows and sunk her face into her trembling palms as her heart ached for him, and for the male she had grown to desire, against all odds.] #BabiesRWhere