Samantha and Sabin's Hunt

Samantha woke up with sweat perspiring down her forehead like rain. Her reddish-brown hair was damp from the perspiration that was trickling down her face slowly. Slowly throwing her legs over her black bed sheet, she bend over and gasp lightly from the pain that inched its way up her spinal cord to her brain. It wasn't from the lack of trying to ignore the pain in the past few days, she surely told herself again and again before she gets up for the day. Her face was flushed red as she gently gets up from the bed, her hands still grasping the dark cherry finishing night stand.

Her husband, Sabin Duvert, a handsome but mysterious man of his way was still sleeping with his body askew underneath the thin sheets. His breathing was low but typically normal for his species. Samantha looked over at Sabin with a soft smile as she smooth her hand over to him. "Sabin?" she whispered, her voice light as air. "Wake up baby... you had gotten enough sleep to last you for days."

He mumbled and waved her off absently, snuggling his face deep into his pillow once again to show weariness that had torn his soul inch by inch into desperation.

Samantha chuckled to herself, knowing the full depth of his tiredness. After all, if it wasn?t for his and hers' fierce but tender lovemaking last night, he would've been up hours ago, dressed and ready to head out into the dark unknown. She took in a breath and got up from the messy bed and head to the bathroom for a long and leisurely hot shower.

Hours later, she was clothed in her normal green Victorian dress with slings around her legs that is hidden by the dress itself. She knows it wasn't the typical every-day clothing for a female to wear when she is on the hunt. The strength inside her that formed from a ball of losses that came from the mysterious deaths of her loving mother and father had given her no time to think about fashion, but only for the well being of her loved ones. Sabin came up besides her, yawning lightly before he darts his dark eyes over Samantha's rigid body form.

In his mind, he only thought about the elusive lovemaking that they had shared the night prior. He smirked absently to himself as he slides an arm around her waist with a tender gaze bestowed by him to her privately. He knew there was something wrong with her, but he couldn't just figured out what, that is all.

"Anything you want to tell me??" he said quietly to Samantha in a suave voice.

Samantha chuckled to herself because Sabin had never failed to make her smile at the wrong times in her life. She turned and accepted his arm around her waist and relaxed her head on his right broad shoulder. "Mmmm, nothing at all. Well nothing that a kiss cannot cure these days," her voice dropped to a light mischievous tone.

It was Sabin's turn to chuckled as he arches his head down to meet Samantha's full lips with his own. As their lips touches one another, their minds sparkled with such delight and passion renewed. Samantha broke the kiss after a couple of minutes of self-indulgence with Sabin. "Now now, Sabin. You know we have duties to do today," her voice was husky.

"Damn it, Sammie! Why do you use that tone of voice with me? You know it makes me hunger for you more with each and every minute passing," he fumed at her with, completing with a hoarsely like tone.

"All better to give chase, my dear," She giggled lightly and kissed his cheek for little self-indulgence. She unwinds herself from his arm and proceeds ahead of herself; a grin was plastered across her face, knowing what her own body heat had done to him.

Sabin sighed in self-defeat, knowing she was up to her old tricks again. Besides, who knows his own wife better than he does? That's right, nobody. Right there from their old Victorian house, he stretched to limber his muscles for the long walk today. They had discovered a hidden hybrid species that was lurking around in the forests last week, and Samantha was determined as ever to find out what they are.  

A Lover's Determination

After a long day of hunting, Samantha and Sabin finally gave up the search for the new hybrids. After all, it was foolish to go after something that they know entirely nothing about. They had head back to their creaky victorian mansion with exhausation boring a hole into their souls.

"Samantha.. You know we can't stop until we reach back to the homestead," Sabin's voice reached a new tone- a more serious dull tone for the first time in his life.

His wife, Samantha looked at Sabin with a weary look. Her dress was torn half way from trampling through the thick, pointy vines that was growing out of control in the forests. "Sabin, lets just take a break. I'm sure we can reach home in few minutes," she said as she finally stop and sat on a rock, taking an unexcused break.

Sabin gotten a feeling that Samantha had stopped a few minutes back and sighed lightly to himself, tracking back to where she was last. After a few minutes of walking back, he crouches to Samantha's sitting height. "I know something's up with you. Do tell me or I'll have to do it the hard way with you," he whispered.

"Sabin.. I just need a breather," Samantha pants lightly.

Her husband looked at Samantha with a serious expression. "It goes beyond of just needing a breather, huh, Sammie? You been restless lately and been complaining of back pains," his voice took on a wistful tone.

Samantha looked at her husband, Sabin with a suspicious look upon her face. "I..I....I guess so. I just want to go home, Sabin.." she said lightly and with a weary tone.

Sabin looked at Samantha for a final time and shaked his head. "you know what.. nevermind.." he said loudly and picked Samantha up in to a bridal-style cradle and grins at her.

"WHOAAA!! SABIN! LET ME DOWN!! THIS AIN'T FUNNY AT ALL!!.." Samantha persistently shouted at Sabin.

Sabin grins at Samantha before heading back to their home with Samantha's struggling form in his arms. "Like you said earlier babe, 'its all better to give chase, my dear' you know.." he mischeviously grinned for the first time that day.

Samantha looked at Sabin with a rude look, but couldn't help but to get excited from all the action. 'Well, maybe just this time I will let him have his own way' her thoughts trailed off as they steadily reach their homestead for a feverish night of love-making.

That night, after their passionate love-making, Samantha's body adopted a new pain. A horrible adominable pain that struck the walls of her stomach and is now forcing her to run to the bathroom and vomit up whatever food she had recently ate that night. "OHHH!" Samantha cried out softly as the last bit of swirly food just came out into the toilet. Her legs were shakily as she tried to stand up with the support of her arms. She knew she will not make it to the sink fast enough.

Sabin woke up after hearing Samantha's light moaning sound and looks around for her body. He knew something was up, so he pulled on lazily a pair of slacks and followed the sounds. "Sammie??" his voice reach a desperate level.

"Noo, sabin.. go back to bed.. I'm fine, just fine, " she muttered.

Sabin looked in just plain confusion at Samantha's blatant words. Shaking his head, he just barged in the bathroom and looked at Samantha's tired body being supported by the sink counter.

Samantha looked up at Sabin and sighed lightly, "Sabin.. nothing's wrong. Just go back to bed. I'll join you a in few minutes.."

Her husband shooked his head and made his way over to Samantha, softly implanting his arms around her and picked her up with the lightest of ease. "You're staying in bed for acouple of days, no agruments!" he bluntly told Samantha and made his way back into their darkened bedroom.

"Sabin....." her voice went low. "Stop treating me like I'm some fragile vase just about to be broken."

"No deal Samantha, would you rather I treat you as filth and throw you out into the shed?" he looked at Samantha with a ingenious look.

Samantha shaked her head wearily and sighed. She just plain gave up because her body was about to fall into exhausation mode for the 2nd time that night.

Sabin slides Samantha's aching body under the cool sheets and responded, "You know what. You stay in bed and I'll see what I can do about food, alright?"

She looked at Sabin with a soft expression and nod lightly, snuggling heavily into the cool and crisp sheets that was her bedcovers. Her mind was whispering all kinds of thank yous to her body as she slowly fell asleep watching Sabin pull out a red thick book and began to read.

Discovery of Samantha's Disease

After hours and hours of endless reading and endless medical books, Sabin can't seem to find the sickness that holds Samantha's body in a vice grip.

An electric storm started outside, flashing the sky with powerful bolts in different shades of purple and green. Every once in a while, there will be a bright flash of white, then nothing for a couple of minutes. Sabin gave up finding the solution until a powerful shock send vibrations throughout the first floor of the victorian mansion, shaking a small black book from the top shelf onto his head.

"Oooph!!" he groans as the book made contact, throwing him to the floor. He shuddered for a moment before shaking his head fast to regain consciousness from the dizziness. His arms reaches under to push him up from the floor while his feet slowly regain momentum, picking his body off the floor completely.

After he had shaked off all the weird feelings, he looked down near the edge of his right foot; there lies the small black book with the engraving, "Medical Symptoms and Solutions" imprinted on the cover. Sabin's eyebrows raised into a confused position, not recognizing the stature of the book. Where had this book came from? I do not remembering buying a book like this before, his thoughts were all jumbled together. However, he shrugged the negative thoughts out and picked up the book, and starting to head upstairs to where Samantha was currently resting.

After awhile of watching Samantha resting under the blankets, the sheet only rising along with her breaths. Sabin decided to look into the forgotten book that he discarded earlier. His mind is going the the speed of lightspeed with no intention to stop. His breath became shallow as his hands open the book, flipping towards the I section, hoping to find what is illing Samantha badly.

"Hmm.." Sabin sighed softly as he flipped through countless pages. His mind was so exhausated by all the words that was running through his brain fast.

At last, when he reached the section he was looking for, his mind was already wrapped around the idea of death. Death... a word that is so common to him but scary at the same time. Scared not for death itself but for death coming for his love, Samantha.

All this time, he was worried about every aspect of death reaching in and crushing the delicate lifeforce of Samantha. His fingers slide over the section he needed and his eyes thirstly absorb the information that was printed on the fine parchment of the book.

He sighed lightly without stopping for a break for the past 15 minutes of the hour. The information proved useless for what it was. It wasn't what he was looking for, none of the symptoms documented was what Samantha had shown in the past week.

"..grr," he growled at the book and flipped through the book until he found a passage that seemed to float on the paper to him.

'...aspect of the symptoms are mild. They are best described as having nausea, frequent headaches, morning sickness, and muscle aches that last only the 2 trimesters of the whole pregnancy. The only solution is birth...'

...New Daddy?

Reaching the final word, Sabin's mouth fell open in a huge shock. His eyes practically bulge out of his sockets. His heart had screeched to a halt as his mind tried to process the information.

"I'm...a daddy?" he whispered to himself, looking up from the book to Samantha's sleeping form laying on her back.The book slide out of his hands, falling to the floor with a light thud.

Sabin got up from the nearby chair, restless and made his way over to the occupied bed. He slowly took off his grey socks then discard his shoes. The matted shirt was the last to go onto the floor as he comfortably slide under the sheet and cuddled up to Samantha's warm body.

Samantha mumbled silently as she turns onto her side, wrapping her right arm over Sabin's lean muscular waist and sighed. Unknowingly she did that, Sabin smiled softly with his whole heart and snuggled his head in Samantha's neck tenderly.

"I.. can't believe it," Sabin whispered to himself. "I'm going to be a daddy." His heart felt like swelling to twice the size with love for the fetus nestling in his wife's womb. Never had he felt this way before for a child. In his mind, he had thought about all sort of things- what they should do, how can he tell Samantha about the miracle that they procreated with their love, and the teachings that he could pass on.

"...Sabin?" Samantha mumbled as she fluttered her eyelids, waking up only partially.

He whispered lightly, "Yes, my love?" His tone was full of excitement and love for her.

She fully woke up and looked at Sabin directly with her eyes still daze from sleeping. "Why are you smiling so broadly?" she asked curiously.

"Just happy, I guess," he answered her question with a loving and tender grin.

"Why?" she asked again.

Sabin continued to smile at Samantha, nestling his body with her. "Umm.. well I found the symptoms and well.. umm"

"Hmm yes?" Samantha said lightly.

Samantha could swear that she could see Sabin's eyes gleaming with joy and his full and kissable lips were broadly stretched into a grin as he said his next statement.

"We're having a baby," he splurted out to Samantha.

Samantha's eyes widen as her eyes had became dilated. She couldn't believe what her husband had said to her. Its impossible... She couldnt be.. But the symptoms displaying the upcoming pregnancy was to hard to miss. Maybe she had read her own signals wrong. She knew in the back of her mind that Sabin wasn't wrong.

Sabin looked at Samantha with concern and said, "Sammie? Are you alright?"

She groaned lightly, "Sabin.. are you sure?"

"Never been more surer in my life, ever.." Sabin replied with a dignified tone.

Samantha looked over at him after she turned away saying, "So.. we're parents?"

Sabin nodded to Samantha," Yeah that we are, kid."

She squealed lightly and wrapped her arms around his waist, bringing him closer than before.

Sabin chuckled at Samantha's wild response and grinned wholesomely at the prospect of being a daddy.

"I can't believe.. a baby.." Samantha's tone of voice was chocked with joyous tears.

He grinned at Samantha's excitement of having a baby. His and hers, altogether. His arms grasps protectively around Samantha as he whispered in her ear of how she is so beautiful and how lucky he was to find her in this dark time.

Sabin continued to smile, never stopping as he slipped down Samantha's naked body. His lips slightly open as he leans to kiss her still-flat tummy. Against his cheek, he felt a flutter. His heart even swelled more as he felt his and hers' child move for the first time.

THE END