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Beauty and the Beast Within	By : TheShadowCat Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 15623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“I’m what!?” Liz demands loudly.

“Pregnant,” Abe calmly replies as he turns back towards her. “You’re about two weeks along.”

“Who’s the father?” Hellboy quietly asks.

“Who the hell do you think it is!?” she yells as anything flammable ignites.

“Liz, please,” Abe requests as a stack of papers starts burning.

“Sorry,” she grumbles as she glares at Hellboy and the flames die out.

“According to my calculations, the zygote implanted itself just as we were getting to Patna,” Abe starts to explain. “This leaves me to believe that you are the father, Red.”

“What the hell is a zee goat and what’s it implanting in?” Hellboy questions in confusion.

“Zygote,” Abe corrects. “When a sperm fertilizes an egg, it’s called a zygote. It’s not until the zygote implants itself in the uterus wall that it becomes an embryo. You should already know this from the books I gave you to read.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not like they’re really necessary knowing for the job, now are they?” Hellboy growls. “I thought you said that she was on birth control.”

“She was,” Abe confirms. “However, her fire destroyed the patch she was wearing and need I remind you that it was a fertility ritual that we interrupted. Once you two had intercourse, it was pretty much a given that this would happen.”

“And you didn’t feel like warning us about this because…?” Hellboy snarls.

“Because there were no guarantees that the pregnancy would take,” Abe answers. “A good number of things could have gone wrong and they still can. She can still lose the baby. About one quarter of all pregnancies end in miscarriage, so until we’re sure that everything is alright, please don’t get your hopes up. Now if you two will excuse me, I need to go talk to Dr. Manning and I think you two need to just talk.”

Abe exits the infirmary, leaving the other two alone with each other and their thoughts. Hellboy stares at the door for a few minutes before getting the courage to turn around and face Liz. She’s sitting on the edge of the exam table with her back to him and her head is down, her hair creating a curtain around her face. It’s not until he moves a bit closer that he realizes she’s quietly crying.

“Hey, don’t cry,” he begs as he moves a little closer to her still. “Please don’t cry.”

“Why not?” she sniffles, not bothering to look up at him. “You don’t want me any more and you don’t want this baby.”

“Who says I don’t want the baby?” he asks, nearly growling.

“‘Who’s the father!?’” she nearly shrieks at him while spinning around to face him. “Who the hell else would it be, Red? John? Or maybe Abe?”

“Hey, now that’s not fair,” he snaps.

“Oh, and suggesting that I’ve been unfaithful is,” she snarls, her fists clenched at her side, blue flames licking at her curved fingers.

“Well, ya gotta admit, it caught me by surprise,” he says as he scratches the back of his neck.

“You’re not the only one,” she grumbles, the fire dying out, turning back around. “What happens now?”

“I don’t know,” he quietly answers.

“Why have you stopped loving me?” she whispers as she stares at the floor under her feet.

“I haven’t,” he groans, his gaze falling on his boots.

“You have a funny way of showing me that you care,” she says softly, tears threatening again.

“After what I did to you back there…I just can’t risk hurting you again,” he confesses.

“Back where?” she asks dully.

“In India,” he answers. “When I had to use my fist to…to…”

“To get me off?” she finishes for him.

“Yeah,” he replies softly.

“There’s more than one way to hurt a person,” she tells him. “And what you’re doing right now is slowly killing me.”

“You don’t get it, do you?” he demands, suddenly angry, taking a step towards her. “I have this voice living in my head. Anung un Rama lives in my head and he won’t shut the hell up! When I hurt you, he loved it! He wants me to do it to you again. I can’t chance that he’ll get the better of me and I hurt you again.”

“So, instead of telling me this or asking for help, you just cut me off with no explanation,” she says, anger and hurt in her voice. “You have no idea what it was like for me. I was on the edge that whole time, so close to an orgasm, but never quite there. But then you did that thing with your fist and yes, it hurt, but I was finally able to get the release I needed. You have no idea how much I needed that and you were the one to give it to me, not Agni, not John, not Abe, but you. Abe said that you saved my life when you did that.”

“But I hurt you,” he repeats, barely above a whisper.

Yes, hurt her again, Anung un Rama hisses in his head. Hurt her again. She is ours. Make her submit.

“Yeah, you did,” she replies quietly. “But it felt good too.”

“But…but…,” he stammers.

NO! SHE MUST SUBMIT! Anung un Rama screams. SHE IS OURS! SHE MUST SUBMIT!

“When you and I first made love, it hurt a bit until I adjusted to you,” she tells him as he moves a little closer to her. “And it still surprises me how big you are when you put Big Red in me. But in case you missed it, it hasn’t frightened me away. You stuck your fist in me and it hurt at first, but then I adjusted. I’m not saying that I want you to do that to me all the time, but what you did wasn’t a bad thing.”

“But you screamed and your blood was on my hand,” he remembers, looking down at his left hand half expecting the blood to still be there.

“Red, in about nine months our baby is going to have to come out that same way,” she points out as she slides off the table and moves around it towards him. “And since you’re the father, I doubt it’s going to be small. From what I understand about labor and birth, you haven’t heard anything yet.”

“You want to have it?” he asks, taking another step.

“Yes, I want to have it,” she answers, shuffling a little closer. “If I can’t have you, at least I’ll have a little part of you. Do you want it?”

“Yeah, I want our baby,” he whispers, moving close enough to be within her reach and thankful that she doesn’t back away. “I want you, too.”

“Do you?” she questions, red rimmed eyes looking up at him and he reaches up to wipe away a stray tear.

“Oh god, yeah,” he moans as he leans down to kiss her.

She doesn’t pull away as his lips tentatively brush against hers and she gently reaches up and caresses his face. Encouraged by her reaction, he kisses her again more firmly while his left arm snakes around her waist and pulls her towards him. She lets out a little moan as the kiss deepens while her arms circle his neck and he can start to feel his pants getting a bit too tight.

“Can we just pretend the last two weeks didn’t happen?” he requests when they finally come up for air.

“No,” she answers and he gets a worried look in his eyes as she smirks up at him. “I’d say you have about two weeks worth of making up to do to me.”

He chuckles deep in his throat just before his lips come crashing down on hers with a possessive growl. She lets out a groan as he lifts her into his arm and her legs loosely wrap around his waist. His right hand supports her weight while his left gets tangled in her black tresses as he starts to trail kisses down her jaw to her neck.

“If it’s all the same to you two,” Abe starts, startling the two lovers and Hellboy nearly drops Liz. “I’d prefer you take that elsewhere. Someplace with a locking door would be nice. Sound proof walls are also a bonus.”

“So, what did you talk to Manning about?” Liz asks as soon as she recovers from the shock and Hellboy pulls her close again.

“I told him about your pregnancy,” Abe answers as he moves past them to get to the pile of charred papers.

“YOU DID WHAT!?” Hellboy bellows almost dropping Liz once more.

“I had too,” Abe calmly tells him. “I don’t want to chance Liz losing the baby and one of the best ways to do that is to take her off the active agent list. In order to take her off the list, I have to have a reason to give Manning. Unless you’re not planning on keeping the baby, then I can put Liz’s name back on.”

“We’re keeping the baby,” Hellboy growls as he protectively pulls Liz flush with his body once again.

“Good,” Abe replies with a nod. “I’d hate to think that I did all of that arguing with Manning for nothing.”

“Arguing over what?” Liz questions as she gets a secure hold on Hellboy and then nibbles on his ear.

“He wants you to terminate the pregnancy,” Abe states and then waits for the inevitable.

“HE WHAT!?” Hellboy and Liz yell in unison.

“I had a feeling that you would feel that way, so I told him that it would be best if he never brought up the idea again,” Abe says as he sorts through the papers.

“I’m gonna kill ‘im,” Hellboy snarls.

“Please don’t,” Abe requests. “I really don’t want to have to fill out the requisite paperwork.”

“You’re joking,” Hellboy grumbles, staring at his friend’s emotionless face.

“Not really,” Abe replies. “But look at it this way; we could do a lot worse than Tom Manning. Remember the guy before him?”

“Uhg,” Hellboy grunts. “That pencil necked geek deserved to be eaten by that swamp monster. He had no business being here.”

“My point exactly,” Abe responds. “We could do a lot worse. Now why don’t you two run along? I’m sure you two have a lot to…discuss…now that you’re on speaking terms again.”

“Uh…yeah,” Hellboy mumbles, looking down at Liz who gives him a rather sultry smile. “Lots to talk about.”

“Oh yes, plenty to talk about,” she purrs as she nuzzles his neck. “But where shall we talk?”

“My room,” he moans, finding it a bit hard to walk with most of his blood below his belt. “We can talk about lots of things in my room.”

“As long as it doesn’t include the bathtub or alcohol, I’m all for it,” Abe states as he goes back to his paper sorting.

“Huh?” Liz asks, having to fight her way through the lust induced fog in her brain.

“No alcohol and no hot baths and stay away from the kitty litter boxes,” Abe answers. “Now go have fun. I’ll have a list of things you shouldn’t do tomorrow.”

“What about sex?” Hellboy asks.

“As long as you two don’t try swinging from the rafters, I’m sure everything will be fine,” Abe tells him. “If you have any more questions about it, those books I had John get you should answer them. Now please leave.”

“To bad about the tub,” Hellboy grumbles as he staggers towards the door. “I wanted to talk to you about my bath.”

“At great length too, I imagine,” she teases.

“Very great length,” he purrs while his tail opens the door.

“Guess we’re just going to have to talk about the bed instead,” she giggles.

“And the couch,” he chuckles as he steps through the door, ducking to avoid bumping his head. “And the table and the floor and the…”

The door clicks shut cutting off the rest of the list of things in Hellboy’s room that are likely to be christened this evening. Abe actually sighs with relief as they move farther away and he can finally lower his mental defenses. He briefly envisions Hellboy changing a dirty diaper and chuckles as he goes back to seeing which papers need replacing or can be salvaged.
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