Chaning Reality

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Warnings in chapter one

A/N any grammitical errors in chapter three all made in haste while I was rushing around getting ready for work this morning. Which sucks seeing as how it's Sunday and I much rather have stayed home typing. So on with it



I would say that time was flying by but honestly the only way I knew how much time passed was by the demon that came to give me check-ups as babies and me grew. I was currently five months and everything hurt all the time. I wasn't pleasently plump or any of those stupid cutsie names, I was huge, and whenever I complained about it to Wyatt he would laugh, rub my stomach like some kind of pet in need of soothing, kiss me on the head and walk away shaking his head. It pissed me the hell off, which caused me to get the hiccups, which led to me drinking alot of water which made me feel heavier like I could float away, if I tried. Deciding that if I was going to gripe and complain I might as well complian about the fact that Wyatt wasn't sexually interested in me anymore, but then again who would be attracted to the blimp in the black sweat pants and t-shirt. Sighing, I picked up the book I was reading while rubbing my belly. Hearing voices I pushed up as quickly as I was able to. Wyatt didn't like the other demons seeing me like this, so whenever he brought them over or they visited I was relegated to the bedroom till they left. Waddling I made it to our room just as he walked in with his guests. Sitting on the bed I began getting comfortable to go back to reading when I heard something I rarely if ever heard anymore. Wyatt was laughing and not the I'm the source of all evil asshole one, this one was deep, like he was enjoying what was being said. Putting the book aside I listened to what was going on outside. Hearing them talking I heard one of the demons make an offer or a proposition. and I got pissed off. How dare they come into my home, and attempt to seduce, or even try to get cozy with Wyatt. Listening I was waiting for the outrage the whoosh that indicted that the demon was flamed for even suggesting such a thing. Crossing my arms I waited for the outburst. Pushing up I headed for the door. Opening the door, I waddled out into the den and saw Wyatt and ssid demon lip locked. Hiccuping loudly everyone turned towrds me

" Don't let me interrupt, I can see now why you haven't come to our bed in

two months."

" What is this, what is he doing here and what the hell is going on? You

agreed that Holis was going to be your consort and that we would have a

treaty based on you living up to the end of the deal."

" I never agreed to be exclusive to Holis or any one demon or person.

Christopher go back to the room."

" Why so you can go back to sucking face with him?"

" You've kept this human and by the looks you've already seeded him. Our

faction was intened to be the first to provide heirs to solidfy our pact to

bare the next heirs to evil."

" Too littlie too late buckoo."

" You allow this insolance and from a human no less. You dare attempt to make

any kind of overtures to us when you keep that thing and allow it free

run."

" Allow, did you just say allow?"

" Christoper enough! Go to the room I'll deal with you later.."

" Not likely, deal with me now, I'm sure they can wait."

" Such outrage and disrespect."

" Oh can it asshole, I am so not in the mood to hear your whinning, bo hoo so

your boy here wasn't first, big whoop!"

" How dare you human, I should."

" Should what, that's right I may be human but I'm his human and you can't

touch me, yet I can do things like this."

Staring at the demon on the couch I hiccupped and he blew to pieces.

" Ewee that's definetly going to stain."

Finding myself dumped in the middle of the bed, I realized Wyatt had teleported me to the bedroom. Jumping up, I waddled to the door and found it locked. Fine I would just stay here and wait. Wyatt would come in and we'd argue, even fight. He would punish me for sure, but he would be carful of the babies and then we'd end ip in bed and everything would go back to normal, it always did, and I would even let him heal me after he hurt me. Going back to the bed I picked up the book and went back to reading. Hearing the book thunck on the floor I woke up fully and looked around. If Wyatt had come in he would have woken me. Reaching for the book, I put it on the table by the bed. Pushing up I waddled to the bathroom, coming out a table with a tray was in the middle of the room. We never ate in the bedroom, Wyatt always took meals in the Den and he would either come in before I finished or would even share the meal with me. He was obviously still pissed at me, so I would deal with this and let him get over it. Timing my days by the times my meals showed up I counted four days gone by and still he hadn't come in, he hadn't even bothered to check up on me. And now I was angry, hello I was five months pregnant, being left alone was not safe, I mean I could have slipped in the tub, tripped or something. Pushing the dinner meal around the plate I lfted the fork to my mouth put it in and chewed slowly. I wasn't really hungry, but I ate for the babies sake. Finishing I went to take a shower before I went to bed. So day five with no Wyatt began and it was a bad day, a horrible day. I woke up cold, alone and scared. I hadn't seen or heard anyone near the door or in the apartment, the only proof that they were still there was the food trays coming and going. Not having the energy to get up I forced my body to move to get on with living. After my shower I sat down to breakfast, after eatting I rushed to the bathroom, throwing up everything I just ate as well as dinner from last night. Sinking to my knees by the toliet I cried and exhausted myself till I was sick again. Going back to bed, I closed my eyes praying that when I woke up I would have Wyatt standing over me. Waking up groggy and cranky, my nose was stuffed up and I felt worse then I did this morning. Not wanting to get up I forced myself again, this time instead of the table or the bathroom I headed for the door, it was still locked but if someone could hear me then surely they would get Wyatt and tell him I needed him. After a few hours and nothing I banged on the door a few times, sreamed at it even tried to blow it up, nothing happened, it just stayed locked. Reaching my limit I started screaming Wyatt's name, if I had to scream for hours days I would, someone had to hear me. Screaming myself horse I kept at it. When the sharp pain hit the middle of my back I ignorned it, pounding on the door the second pain hit my back then crawled to my stomach. I ignored that one to. The next pain had me gasping, oh god I doubled over as much as I could crying. I realized I was in labor, premature labor at that and the pains I ignored were contractions. Trying to push up to standing, I waddled to the bed and slumped onto it as the next pains came harder and faster. Oh god it was too early, they couldn't survive, I had to calm down, and try to stop this. The next two contractions had me crying harder and swaeting, and there was no way in hell I could calm down enough to stop this on my own.

" Wyatt, I know you can hear me, please you have to come here now you have to

stop ignoring me, please Wyatt, you have to come."

Nothing not a blue or black orb, or even a shimmer.

" Please Wyatt, I need help the babies are coming it's too early, please I'm

sorry but don't punish the babies."

Crying harder as another contraction came I could feel them moving inside, I could feel my insides shifting and squeezing in on itself.

" Wyatt, please."

" Christopher?"

" Thank you, thank you for coming. ahhh! there coming it's too early I can't

stop the contractions."

Gritting my teeth to keep from screaming, I gripped the sheets below me.

" Your telling the truth."

Nodding I moaned in pain. a finger snap and second later my demon ob was in the room with us.

" Fix this, fix him!"

" Sire?"

" He says he's in labor."

" Oh my."

" Fix him or die."

" Sire please, you need to calm down ,I need you calm to help me with him."

" Sure whatever just fix this."

Crying out as she lifted my legs, she pulled my pants down did a quick exam, then shook her head.

" What is it?"

" I may not be able to stop this, you maybe to far along but I'll try."

The whole process hurt like hell, it felt like every part of my body was shutting itself off, closing up not allowing anything to escape. Burying my head and body into Wyatt's I cried through it struggling to hold on to my babies, silently begging them to hold on to fight with me, not against. When the pain started fading slowly, I started breathing again, then I started crying again.

" You asshole!"

" Christopher?"

" You left me, you locked me up alone in here, you left me here like I was

nothing, not even important enough to check in on. Is that it Wyatt, I get

pissed and do somthing stupid and you throw me away like trash? I was alone

for days. You ignored all my calls. I nearly lost our babies!"

" I did what was best."

" For whom, I bet you were with Mr. Demon screwing his brains out, while I've

been here alone, sick and..."

" I stayed away to keep from hurting you, I was mad enough at you that I

could have killed you and not worried about it till I realized what I did.

I had to get away from you till I could trust myself not to wrap my hands

around your throat. You interfered in demon business you blew up an

important demon delegate, acted like a jealous lover and generally caused a

civil unrest in the underworld, I've been up to my eyeballs keeping

everything under control. Half the demon underworld want you r blood and

head on a platter and frankly I was mad enough to join there cause."

" I'm sorry I don't want to cause trouble."

" That's inevitable, so far the only way I've been able to placate them is by

promising to strip your powers."

" Wyatt, no!"

" It's the only way."

" Then how am I supposed to protect myself, I need to have something left so

I can defend myself in case something happens, I can't fight, my powers are

the only thing I have."

" Did you think of those consequences when you charged out there and got all

posessive and jealous bitch. I have no choice, I already asked if it's safe

for you to take, with a few adjustments it will be."

" And your okay with this, with me being defensless.?"

" No but this is your own damn fault, and my fault as well for letting you

get too comfortable and believe that you had any rights here, or any say in

what happens. I let you forget that I control you, and if I have to punish

you to keep you in line then so be it."

" Just like that, you control me, everything that we have, shared the

realationship we forged, all over just like that?"

" Yes in fact I'm moving you into another room when your well enough. I'll be

moving my consort in."

" Consort?"

Pushing away from him I sat up, and looked at his eyes and face. Seeing nothing of the man I had come to care for in his place was the source the man who raped my innocence away then killed our grandfather.

" I'm fine, let's get it over with."

" Christopher you went into premature labor not even an hour ago."

" Do I have to move my own stuff?"

" It's done, come here."

" What for, your right I brought this on myself, which way is my new room?"

Settling into my new room I went to the bed and laid down and dried some more, I cried like my heart was breaking, it was in fact breaking. Sniffling I cried some more and finally fell asleep. Waking up I had no idea what time it was, but I came to a decision, if he wanted to throw me away, throw us away, I would accept it and move on, but I wan't going to let him strip my powers. Days turned to weeks and I was ready for my sixth month check up. Chatting with my demon doctor, I told her abouth the constant movemnets I felt going on inside me, we discussed the babies and I followed her instructions to the letter. I had gotten used to being alone, in fact I spent most of my time reading, and talking to my stomach, I even had started keeping a journal of all the changes happening. I had created a routine a peace for myself and my babies. Rubbing my stomach in circles as they moved and kicked insise me I explained it was bed time, as I changed into my sleep clothes. Turning I went to turn off the light and bumped into a strong body, a strong aroused body.

" Christopher."

Stepping back and away I looked up at Wyatt. I hadn't seen him all month. and I had almost convinced myself that it was a good thing.

" It's late what do you want.?"

" You, I've tried to stay away, I fought with myself not to come here."

" Obviously you didn't fight hard enough, what about your consort?"

" Off being a demon."

" So you figured you get in a good screw before he came home?"

" I don't feel anything for him."

" You don't feel anything for anyone."

" Christopher!"

" Can I stop you from taking me, I'm hugely preganant, so it's not even much

of a challenge really."

Going to the bed I turned down the comforter, stripped, laid down and grabbed the pillow.

" What's that for?"

" I can't lay on my back comfortably for long, it's best if I'm on my side."

Shifting I turned my back to him amd put the pillow under my belly. Feeling his body heat next to me, he lifted my leg and entered me quickly and dry, I wasn't ready and it hurt. Gripping the pillow my head was on, I braced myself as best as I could and tried to prevent the cries and whimpers from coming out. He took the little noises as encouragement when in fact I was in extreme pain and prayeed he would hurry up and finish. His climax came and he jerked into me a few more times, pulled out and reached to hold me.

" I need a shower, or else I won'rt be able to move tomorrow."

" I'll heal you."

" I would rather take a shower, clean the bed up while I'm in the shower."

Coming out there was fresh sheets on the bed, getting in it, I shifted until I wouldn't aggravate my sore backside. Sighing I went to sleep. A few days later he was back and this time he brought lube to keep from hurting me. It didn't matter nothing would repair the brokrn jagged pieces of my heart. Sitting up I shifted away from him getting ready to go shower.

" Stay, stay in my arms. I want to watch you sleep and feel my babies moving

inside you."

Closing my eyes I shook my head no.

" Christopher!"

" I can't let you, I won't do that again, let you in begin to want you to

trust you to believe you care for me. No I won't do that again, please go."

The next night he came to me and he left me exhausted, he had taken me four times, healing me after each time so he could do it again. I was exhausted and fell asleep even before he finished. I didn't care I was just so worn out lately.

" Baby?"

" Snuggling deeper into the body heat I kept sleeping, never expecting anything to happen.



Wow that was alot, I just couldn't seem to stop typing I know there's alot of dialouge, but it was necessary to move the story along and besides both Wyatt and Chris have plenty to say. Well I'm off to scrounge up dinner Hasta luego till after dinner.