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I will fill this I love it, I`ve prompted similar myself but with out luck, so maybe fate is giving me a nudge in this direction, just let me finish with a couple of other prompts first

I would seel my soul to read this in slash, and so want to smack Louis one!, he`s like thirty and acts like a toddeler!

Alphas Aramis and Porthos want to have a family, they have been together for nearly ten years, have a nice house, and good jobs, Aramis as a Doctor and Porthos as a Detective Constable.

But as they are both Alphas they can neither of them carry, and their best friend and lawyer Athos is also an Alpha.
They could choose to look into adoption, but decide to try for surrogacy.

They are introduced to a young Omega D`Artagnan who agrees to carry a baby/babies for them in return for medical fees, lose of earnings, and clothing costs.

As their lawyer Athos draws up a contract with d`Artagnan so all parties know where they stand, and the surrogacy goes ahead.

Within a few weeks d`Art is pregnant and constantly around at Porthos and Aramis`s house, wanting them to be majorly involved in the pregnancy, and since his Marriage break up Athos had half lived with the couple, he gets to know the Omega and their relationship blossoms.

However d`Artagnan has an ex-boyfriend, an abusive Beta ex-boyfriend, who hates the surrogacy and anyone near d`Artagnan, putting the Omega and babies in danger.

AN

D`Artagnan may or may not have had surrogate pregnancy/pregnancies in the past, perhaps in this au Omegas are so fertile surrogacy is common.

me too

like this a lot

I would love to see this!

Ooh what a great idea! Looking forward to the fill! Am I the only one getting a Constance/Milady vibe here too?

Sounds amusing :)

Also - that last line of the prompt had me giggling. Now I'm imagining an entire cracky season: "5 Things Treville Spent Season 2 Doing While His Boyfriend Was Dead, and 1 Thing He Did In Season 3 When His Boyfriend Was Alive Again".

Yes this.

Yes +1

Warning for deliberate injury inflicting and someone getting a gun pointed to their head.

Richelieu is dying, his last act of revenge is on Aramis.
He kidnaps Constance to lure d'Artagnan, then subsequently Athos and Porthos. They are warmly clothed and taken out into a snowy, secluded forest and securely chained to trees.

When Aramis arrives he is ordered to strip down to just his shirt and trousers (like how he was dressed at Savoy) and forced to fight bare handed against some hired thugs, however being told that if he actually causes a real injury then his friends will suffer for it. After each round of fighting he is subjected to one of his injuries sustained in the massacre. First of 3 broken ribs, dislocated left shoulder , a twisted ankle and the final stray musket ball to the head. Aramis stares defiantly at Richelieu as he points the pistol to his head, but The Cardinal just bashes him in the head instead.

He tells the remaining 3 that Constance will be taken to a well appointed shack some distance away where she will be chained up but can freely move about the room. The keys to their chains will be there also. When Aramis comes round he has to make his way to the dwelling to get the keys to free his friends. Lots of angst and TLC afterwards.

-- taking liberties with the injuries as we don't know what he really suffered, apart from the head, which again we don't know how that was caused.

AN Wow, I can hardly believe the ammount of attention this has got!, I am seriously flattered!.

I know the Musketeers are looking like the worlds biggest douche bags right now, but I am working on the fact that all humans have a terrible habbit of jumping to conclusions and making foolish decisions in the heat of the moment.
They will however redeem themselves, and the shit is about to hit the fan for Dupis.

Fill

As d`Artagnan lay in the bed on his front, his head on one side, breathing evenly through his slightly parted lips.
Athos sat in the chair beside the bed, reading from a book of poetry, ignoring the sounds coming from the garrison, and the streets outside, instead focusing on the words written by the English poet Thomas Wyatt most likely for Anne Boleyn when he had been forced to set aside his love for her and watch her be wed and killed by Henry VIII.

And wilt though leave me thus?
say nay!, say nay!for shame!
To save thee from the blame!
of all my grief and grame!
and wilt thou leave me thus
Say nay!, say nay!.

And wilt thou leave me thus?
that hath loved thee for so long
in wealth and woe among?
and is thy heart so strong
as for to leave me thus?
say nay!, say nay!.

And wilt thou leave me thus?
that hath given thee my heart?
never for to depart
nother for pain nore smart?
and wilt thou leave me thus?
say nay!, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus?
and have no more pity
of him that loveth thee?
alas thy cruelty!
and wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay!, say Nay!.

Athos finished the sonnet with a sigh, looking down at d`Artagnan`s unmoving form, wishing so for some sign that the boy had heard him, was still there, and had not departed this life, leaving only his shell of a body behind.

Taking d`Artagnan`s hand Athos pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles "And wilt thou leave me thus?" he asked "Heartsore, and wretched for all the wrongs I have done to you, and be unable to repent for my sins?", his voice quavered, and his breath became caught in his throat as he fought past the tears that were building in his eyes making them dazzle and sting
"And wilt thou leave me thus?" he whispered thickly "Forever hoping and wishing for what could have been?, what we could have been?".

Tears began to streak slowly down his cheeks to settle into his beared, with a sigh Athos bowed his head and held d`Artagnan`s hand to his forehead, as if he were a sinner receiving absalution from a priest
"Don`t go" he begged "Please don`t go!, don`t leave me!, I know I have no right or reason to ask anything of you, that I have done you great wrongs, but I can not bear to face this life without you!, I.............." Athos broke off screwing up his face in deep distress sobs racking his body as he clung to d`Artagnan`s hand
"I love you!" he whispered in a voice that was hardly audiable but once the words were spoken they came out in a rush, "I love you so much!, I never thought to love again, thought my heart was to broken to ever be repared, but you!, you came into my life!, you made me want to live again!, made me feel love again!", taking a deep breath and wiping his nose on his sleeve, Athos looked up at the sleeping face of d`Artagnan, reaching out to stroke his bruised cheek
"Please!" he begged "Please!, if you can hear me, if any part of you can hear me, then come back to me!, come back and I swear I will make up everthing that I have done to you!, I will prove myself worthy to be your friend again, and if at all possible, your lover".

Treville glared at the two Musketeers before him, who were hanging their heads in shame, having confessed to being amongst those who had been bullying d`Artagnan, they were all slowly but surely making their way to Treville`s office, in a slow and sorry walk of shame to confess their sins to the Captain.

If it had only been one or two men then the Captain would have ordered them to be flogged for their actions, but as it was he could not afford to have that many men out of commission, especially when he wanted them searching for those who had done this to d`Artagnan.
The inseparables were also doing so, but none of them wanted to be parted long from d`Artagnan, insisting on caring for him themselves, Athos especially refused to leave his protege`s side for any length of time, only going when forced so he would wash and change his shirt and take some food before returning to d`Artagnan`s side.

Running a hand through his thinning hair Treville sighed as he regauded the men before him
"You will make restitution to d`Artagnan for his damaged property" he ordered "You will be docked a months wages, and be restricted to the garrison save for duty", he would dearly have liked to have given them more punishment, but he could not do so at present, he needed his corps all able bodied not suffering lashes,
"You can also think up suitable appologies for d`Artagnan, if and when he should awaken"
"Has there been no change then Captain?" one of the men asked, his ginger bearded mouth turned down in concern,
"None" Treville replied
"What do the Doctors say?" the second Musketeer asked "Is`nt there anything they can do?".

Treville sighed pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a seat at his desk, and looking at the men before him with a weary and worried expression
"Apparently they can do nothing, head injuries are beyond anyones skill to heal, even the Turks and Moors", despite the recent actions, the two Musketeers looked more than horrified dropping their heads in shame
"If only we`d have heard the attack" one of the muttered getting Treville`s attention
"What?" he barked
"We were on duty that night sir, patrol in that area, we must have walked past the alley before or after the assult took place"
"Did`nt Dupis seen anything sir?" the second Musketeer asked "He was running from that direction"
"Dupis?", a horrible twist of suspicion blossomed in Treville`s stomach at this information
"Aye, he was in a hurry to get back to the garrison, or so he said" the Musketeer replied "Might he have seen something?"
"Perhaps" Treville muttered "I will certainly look into it", with that he dismissed the men sinking back in his chair wondering what to make of this

This is downright evil and I LOVE it!

He had never been a man to believe in coinsidences,
and it did seem rather convenient, Dupis had been the one to bring shame of d`Artagnan, and to be seen so close to where the boy had been assulted, was it really innocent?, and if so why was he running?, a knock on his door disturbed from his thoughts
"Entre" he called giving a slight smile when Aramis and Porthos came in
"Any success in find who was responsible?"
"Five Red Guards were seen vacating the vicinity about the time of the attack, or there abouts" Porthos replied "Granted the denizens of said vicinity were drunks and whores!, but they`d easily recall a group of Red Guards"
"I do not suppose they can remember anything other than the uniforms?" Treville asked "Faces, scars, moles?, anything that might help idenify who they were?"
"Not really" Aramis sighed taking off his hat and finger combing his hair "Any other news?"
"Ah, perhaps" Treville said "Dupis might know something, even if it has`nt occured to him, where is he?"
"Dupis?" Porthos asked "he was heading to d`Artagnan`s room last I saw him".

Athos was snoring in the chair beside d`Artagnan`s bed, his neck at such an angle he was certain to be in agony when he awoke.

Dupis stole into the room as slightly as he could, not wanting to make the other man.

D`Artagnan was laying on his back once more, still unconscious, and vulnerable.
His face was less swollen, but mottled in purples, blues, and reds, his head bandaged and hair shaved from where his scalp had been stitched by the elegant hand of Aramis.

Was there really any chance he would awaken from this?, Dupis doubted it as he looked at the Gascon, but then, he could not afford to take the chance.

"It`ll be a blessing" he whispered to himself, making his shaking limbs cross the floor, checking once more that Athos was asleep despite the snores coming from him.
Holding out a hand slowly, ever so slowly Dupis lowered his hand to cover d`Artagnan`s mouth and nose cutting off his air supply.

Despite being in a coma, d`Artagnan`s natural survivial instincts cut in as soon as his air was cut off, and he began to move his head, twisting and turning to try and clear his mouth or nose and be able to take a breath!.
Distressed moans began to escape his muffled mouth, and tears roll down his bruised cheeks as Dupis held on, his heart pounding in fear and sweat trickling down his back as he kept firm grip on d`Artagnan, pressed down harder and feeling the boys nose which had been damaged in the assult, shift and break, coating his hand in blood!.

Gagging Dupis bent double his grip slipping and his bladder releasing in horror at the blood seeping through his fingers and the gargling noises coming from d`Artagnan
"Come on!" he hissed not having expected this to have taken so long! "Just die!".

As the words left his mouth the door burst open as Aramis and Porthos burst in startling Athos awake and catching Dupis right in the act.

"MURDERER!" Athos roared drawing his sword as Dupis fell back from the bed and scuttled across the floor on his arse his breeches piss wet and leaving a trail behind him
"You dare lay a hand on him!" Athos bellowed "Damn you to hell!",
he raised his sword ready to strike as Aramis shouted out from his position beside d`Artagnan, who he was checking over, making sure his air way was clear and mopping the blood from his face.

"Don`!" he cried not wanting to see his friend damage his own honour for the likes of Dupis,

"Athos no!", Porthos grabbed Athos`s wrists holding him back from slaying the coward who was shaking and sobbing and begging
"He ai`nt worth it" Porthos said "Let the Captain have him"
"He tried to kill d`Artagnan!" Athos snarled "He tried to smother him!"
"And he`ll pay for it!" Porthos said holding Athos firm "We still need to know who did this to him, and I`m willing t`bet that sack of shit knows who did it".

Athos looked like he would argue, his body still rigid and muscles straining to finish the traitor, however after a moment he lowered his arms and resheethed his blade
"Thankyouthankyou!" Dupis babbled looking up at Porthos with relief on his face, relief that was short lived when Porthos meaty fist smashed into his face shattering his nose and knocking out his front teeth!.

Dupis made a noise like a wounded child, and a foul stench hit the air, the staining on his breeches growing as he voided his bowel along with his bladder
"Dear God!" Aramis spat in revulsion "Get him out of here!"
"My pleasure!" Porthos sneered grabbing the wilting blubbering oaf by his left arm which he twisted behind his back in a grip that dislocated his elbow! making Dupis howl in pain "Shut it!, or there`ll be more where that came from!" Porthos snarled shoving the man forward "We`re going to have a nice chat with the Captain, and then the King, and then" Porthos yanked Dupis back and breathed into his ear letting his splittle fly into the mans flesh "Then, you`ll be thrown in the chaterlat before you get hung!".

"Bastard!" Aramis cursed as he wiped the blood gently from d`Artagnan`s face
"Is he alright?" Athos asked looking the boy over, looking for signs that he was hurt more
"His nose is fractured" Aramis replied, gently he peeling back one of d`Artagnan`s eye lids to take a look at the brown eyes that had been shut for far too long, "He has some petechial hemorrhage" he said noting the broken veins in d`Artagnan`s eyes leaving them blood shot and reddened
"Will this have further effect on him?" Athos whispered fearing the further damage that might have been done to d`Artagnan, Aramis looked up at him, his face telling Athos all he needed to know, that there was no way of knowing.

Treville rose an eyebrow as his office door was booted open, a not unfammiliar occurance in the garrison!, however he was on his feet in a moment as Porthos dragged in a filthy and stinking Dupis
"Whats this?" he demanded
"Our traitor" Porthos declared kicking Dupis in the side "Little bastard was trying to smother d`Artagnan!, we caught him in the act"
"What?", Treville looked like he had been punched in the stomach, his usually reserved face expression complete shock at this
"Captain!" Dupis babbled his mouth swollen and bloody "I swear I`ll make it worth your while if you help me!".

Those were absalutely the wrong words to say, as Treville was like an enraged tiger!, he had Dupis by the collar and was body slamming the man back into the wall of his office and holding him there getting right into his face

"You pathetic worthless coward!" he spat, his voice seeming all the more terrifing for the fact he was not shouting, but speaking a low voice that sounded like gravel being over turned "You dare try to bribe me!, the Kings Captain of the Musketeers!, after attacking one our own?, well let me tell you hear and now!, you will held fully accountable for you actions, both in this, and in everything else involving d`Artagnan`s attack both in the ally, and at the palace"

Pushing Dupis harder against the wall he bared his teeth spitting into the mans face "And you will tell his Majesty the truth of all these events and your involvment in them, tell him exactly what occured that took d`Artagnan away from duty and why one the palace tents should go up in flames for no apparent reason"
"No, No please no" Dupis began to beg "Please I...........never hurt the Queen, never!, I just.............I deserved to be a Musketeer!, I should be one!, and I.....Just"
"No one cares what you "just" Porthos snapped pulling Dupis to his feet "You can explain it all to the King, and we`ll see what he will do with you".

I could see this with d'Artagnan.

Yes to this.

Whao hullo there. This idea is amazing and I want to read it so badly.

Ah, sweet sweet justice! I enjoyed the similarities between Dupis being found out and how Treville and the others initially reacted towards d'Artagnan. Can't wait to see the conclusion!

I'm really enjoying this and hope you haven't abandoned this fic. Can't wait to see more!

Wants! Being a fan of the Spartacus tv show this really tickles my interest.

*cackles madly* yess yeessssss!! excellent!! once again, another brilliant chapter(s)!!!!!!(and another cliffy gah! haha). Can't wait for the king to find out! muahaha.

on another note: poor D'art!! I hope this doesn't make him worse!

Can't wait for more~!*rolls around*

Before senator Richelieu has Aramis thrown into the Colosseum, he 'loans' the bed-slave out to the local Gladiator stable a few times. Since it was common to 'reward' Gladiators occasionally, being sure that Aramis is thrown in the cell of the meanest and scariest Gladiator there.

Which of course back-fires completely when Aramis is tossed into Porthos' cell!

You posted more! YAY! A line of musketeers who were part of the hazing? Will we get to see them making amends?

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Round 3

Re: Furture Athos/D'art, Portamis, D'art!whump, evil!InsaneConstance, Protective!Garrison

Re: Season 2 Ep 2 spoilers, Louis is furious with d'Art

Alpha/beta/Omega modern AU Surrogate Pregnancy Mpreg TW Domestic violence from an OMC

Re: Athos/Aramis or shippy gen (Spoilers for S2 maybe?)

Re: Spoilers S2 Porthos and his uniform Angst

Re: Alpha/beta/Omega modern AU Surrogate Pregnancy Mpreg TW Domestic violence from an OMC

Re: Furture Athos/D'art, Portamis, D'art!whump, evil!InsaneConstance, Protective!Garrison

Re: d'Artangan Put to the Test- Crack!

Re: (Season 2 Spoilers) Crack Fic - the rest of the garrison

Re: S2 Spoilers, Rochefort/Aramis, growing onse-sided obsession, creepiness, sorta bloodplay

Re: S2 Spoilers - Paranoid Aramis (Brot4 preferred, but anything's good)

Recreation of Savoy

Fill Before you point your finger 14

Re: Recreation of Savoy

Fill Before you point your finger 15

Fill Before you point your finger 16

Re: Touch and consent, gen Aramis or slash Any/Aramis (and sth like 'accidental abuse', I think)

Re: Series 2 Spoilers - Devious Cardinal + Aramis Angst (TW possible violence/harm to child)

Re: The Three Gladiators AU

Re: Fill Before you point your finger 16

Re: Fill Unexpected Love 12

Re: The Three Gladiators AU

Re: Fill Before you point your finger 16 - OP

Re: The Three Gladiators AU

Re: Fill Before you point your finger 16