Revolting

Rebel Moon Pack

"Daisy, are you ready?" William stopped in the doorway of Daisy's room. The short blond woman was just shrugging into a jacket that was too small to fit around her bulging belly.

She offered him a wan smile. Daisy had once been a bouncy, bubbly, perpetually happy woman, but since the death of her mate, she was subdued, and barely a shadow of her old self. William thought, if it hadn't been for the baby in her womb, she probably would have given up on and followed her mate into the afterlife.

William loved Daisy like a sister, and her late husband, Gabriel, had been one of his best friends. He would have watched out for her and the baby no matter what, but since she had asked him and his mate Heath to act as fathers to her pup, he'd become extra protective.

"Is Heath coming?" she asked, as she reached for her purse.

"Of course, he's waiting out by the car."

They made their way out, across the broad slightly sagging porch of the pack house, down to the car. Heath was leaning against the hood. These days he looked nothing like the skinny and scruffy rogue that William had first fallen for. His face was clean shaven, his body had filled out, he was dressed nicely in a polo shirt and jeans. Only his red hair still refused to be tamed. William couldn't help but grin when his eyes fell on his handsome mate. Their eyes met, and Heath smiled back.

Heath moved around to open the passenger door for Daisy. "Hey mama, how are you feeling?"

Daisy struggled to get the seatbelt around her belly. "Like a pot-bellied pig, mostly." She huffed.

"Well, you look beautiful." He said with a wink before he climbed into the back seat. William had been teaching Heath how to drive, but with Daisy in the car, Heath insisted that William take the wheel. He didn't want to take the chance of making a mistake and causing an accident with precious cargo on board.

The two men were taking Daisy into to town for an ultrasound at the human hospital. Everyone was a little uncertain at how the pregnancy should progress, since the baby was a human-werewolf hybrid. They were all quiet on the short drive in, so William turned on some music to take up the awkward silence.

They always got some interesting looks when they walked into the clinic, as two gay men and one pregnant woman. There were always some whispers from both the staff and the other patients as they tried to sort out that complicated relationship. The three of them had refused to divulge any details, even to the doctor.

"Daisy? The technician is ready for you now." The three of them trailed behind the nurse into the ultrasound room. Daisy laid on the table, with her pants unbuttoned and pulled low, and her shirt pushed up around her bra. William stood beside her and held her hand, while Heath lowered himself into the only available chair.

The technician squirted gel onto her stomach. The gel was kept in a special warmer so that it wasn't cold. "Okay, a little pressure now," the woman added more gel to the end of the wand, and then began to move it over Daisy's swollen stomach. At first all William could see on the screen was static, but then a little body began to take shape. "Let see, yes, there's the head, and the legs, and, oh my, its definitely a little boy."

Luckily they already knew the sex, so the woman hadn't blurted out anything that they had hoped to keep a surprise. The woman continued moving the wand with one hand, while she tapped in things on the keyboard with the other hand, taking measurements as she moved from frame to frame. "Oh, look at that little nose! And those fingers!" she would point out interesting details as she worked.

Daisy watched the screen with a small, sad smile across her face. She was glad to have William and Heath beside her, and they had been wonderful supports for her, but she couldn't help but think, it should have been her husband standing here beside her, admiring their strong and healthy son squirming on the monitor. Gabe had been hesitant about having a baby, he was convinced that his human genetics would make the baby weak and vulnerable in a pack of werewolves. She'd only just convinced him to take the chance when the unthinkable had happened, and he'd left her alone.

She could imagine how his face would have looked, the big goofy grin that would have been on his face, the way his dark eyes would have glittered... her own eyes burned with unshed tears. It never got any easier, every day it was just as hard, just as painful, just as heart breaking and lonely. But soon, very soon, she would have his baby, she would have that small piece of him to hold in her arms and bring her comfort.

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"I think we might have miscalculated the due date," the technician said. "I'll print out these pictures for you, and go have a word with the doctor." The technician took a towel and did her best to clean the goop off from Daisy's stomach. "If you guys could just wait here for a few minutes." The three of them looked at each other after the woman hurried from the room. Daisy sighed as she struggled to button her pants back up. "It sounds like this baby could be arriving sooner, rather than later." She said in small voice. The timeline for developmental milestones seemed to be following more of a werewolf pregnancy than a human pregnancy. "Luckily Alpha Eudora is back," William said, as he helped Daisy adjust her clothes. "She has already agreed to attend your delivery." Daisy nodded, feeling grateful that a powerful healer would be present to make sure that everything went smoothly with the delivery. But she couldn't help but think, if Eudora had been present months ago when Gabe had been bitten by Michael Bishop, things would be a lot different. As if sensing her sadness, William slipped an arm around her and gave her a warm squeeze. "Gabe would be so happy right now, Daisy, you know that."

"I know," she sniffled. She wouldn't cry. Crying took too much energy out of her, and she had no energy to spare.

The doctor breezed in. She was a stern looking woman in her late fifties, with iron gray helmet hair and wrinkles bracketing her thin lips. "Good afternoon, mom, dads." She never knew quite how to address the trio, and she couldn't keep the names straight, so she improvised. "Everything looks great, except that your little bundle is a lot bigger than we expected. I think we are going to be moving up the due date by at least a month." She looked over her reading glasses at Daisy. "But just in case, you should have everything prepared, your birthing bag, your paperwork, in case he decides to pop out early. You have my number and the number to the maternity ward at the hospital, right? As soon as you think labor has started you should call ahead."

"Yes doctor," Daisy agreed, although the three of them knew they wouldn't be going to the human hospital for delivery. Daisy rubbed a hand over her stomach and sighed. "I can't wait to meet him."

"Well, here are your print outs," she handed the ultrasound photos that the technician had printed out. "I think we better schedule another appointment in two weeks for an exam. Call me if you have any questions or concerns." She made a couple of notes on Daisy's chart and then flipped it closed. She gave them a swift good bye before she hurried on to her next patient.

"Human doctors," Heath grumbled as the woman bustled out of the room. "Her care and concern is overwhelming."

Daisy sniggered. "Well, I don't really think we need to keep any more appointments. We know he's healthy and fine, and he'll come when he's ready." She eased herself off the table and started to waddle toward the door. The two men followed close behind her, but just as they reached the door, Heath gasped and gripped William's shoulder hard.

"Heath?" William turned and looked at his mate. The man's already milky skin had gone even whiter, and his eyes had a hazy distant look. "Heath, what is it?"

A long moment passed, ten seconds, twenty seconds before Heath groaned and shook his head. He ran his hands through his wild hair, and looked around, as though he were momentarily confused by his surroundings. William grasped his mate by the shoulders and looked deeply in his eyes. "What is it?"

Something like hope bloomed over his face. "I... I think its Hannah."

Daisy stopped and looked at them, her eyebrows climbing. "Your sister?" She gripped her stomach. She'd been friends with Hannah, briefly, before the girl ran away.

William's face split into a cheerful grin, "That's... that's awesome!"

Heath's own excitement was somewhat pensive. He thought he had felt her, through the special link they shared as a brother and sister. But something about it felt wrong, it felt off. He wasn't exactly sure what it was, but she felt... different. Whatever it was, he didn't care. She was alive, and that was all that mattered now.