Athos`s dramtic departure left d`Artagnan bordering on hysterical, fearing he`d do more harm to himself and the baby, Aramis and Porthos had him drink wine laced with herbs rendering him sleepy and pliable enough for Aramis to stitch him up and lay him out by the fire, his head on their cloaks and his own covering him as a blanket.
"How long have you known?" Porthos asked, not accusingly but currious, knowing his lover would never brake a confidence unless it were life or death "A few weeks" Aramis replied rubbing his forehead and wincing at the tension head ache "More like two and a half months actually!, I found him throwing up in the latrines, figured it out then, he swore me to secrecy, said the Father was`nt interested" "What the hell is he planning to do with the baby?" Porthos cried shaking his head "It`s not like it`ll disappear!" "He`s planning to give it to Constance to raise as her own, since her Husband seems inept in getting her with child" Aramis said with a mirthless snort, a hand going to his own growing belly "I tried to tell him not to, tried.....I guess now I know why he was adamant you and Athos did`nt know, especially Athos" "Bloody fools the pair of `em" Porthos grunted scratching his head "Need their damn `eads bangin` t`gether!" "Perhaps we do!" came Athos voice as he returned to camp carrying what looked like half a wood in fire wood! "How is he?" "Flesh wound, it`ll heal" Aramis replied tiredly "I think the baby`s alright, it`s moving and the heartbeat sounds fine" "It`s moving?" Athos sounded like he`d just been told the Virgin Mary was coming to Paris for a summer holiday! "Feel for yourself" Aramis suggested gesturing to d`Artagnan`s swollen belly rising up under the blankets as he slumbered by the fire.
Looking nervous as a colt near a wolf, Athos got down beside d`Artagnan holding out a shaking hand that hovered over the younger Musketeer, sighing Aramis took his wrist lowering it onto the mound letting Athos feel the movment of his baby, a chocked sob forced it`s way out of Athos throat, his grey/blue eyes filling with tears "Mon dieu!" he whispered "I never.....I .......this is....." "Overwhelming?" Porthos offered getting a nod from Athos who added a second hand to d`Artagnan`s belly a smile spreading over his face as he felt the kicks and wriggles "What happened between you two?" Aramis asked "What caused all this?, as long as I`ve known you, you`ve never been a man to simply fuck someone and walk away" "I was a fool" Athos whispered continuing to stroke d`Artagnan`s belly like it was a cat! "I....we.......we were in my rooms, drinking, sharing a bottle, somehow we ended up kissing and......well we ended up in bed together" Athos sighed and shook his head before continuing "In the morning I woke up to him cuddled up to me, sound asleep, looking so young, so innocent, how can I be worthy of that?" he asked looking up at his two friends "I could`nt let him become involved with me, my relationships always end in horror and blood shed, I could`nt risk that for d`Artagnan, so I.....I got out of bed and......when he woke, all smiles and adorable tussled hair I said that.....that it`d been the wine and brandy, nothing more" "You broke both your hearts because you were scared to love again" Aramis summized shaking his head "You`re right, you are a fool" "Mis!" Porthos chided "Well he is!" Aramis snapped "If he`d been honnest non of this would have happened, d`Art would`nt have spent weeks in terror making himself ill tied up in a corset and planning to give up his baby, and I would`nt have had to keep it secret!" "I`m sorry" Athos said before Porthos could say anything "And I will try to make amends, if I can" "Do you love him then?" Porthos asked gently "More than life itself" Athos breathed "God bloody help me but I do!, and I can only hope that he feels the same for me, even after all of this" "What about the baby?" Aramis asked getting to the most important thing in question "I never thought I`d have a child after Anne.......I.......I can hardly believe this is really happening" Athos replied "But I.......I want that too" "Then I guess it`s up to d`Art what happens next" Porthos said looking at the too pale Musketeer "Any luck the two of you can sort this out and get together before I have to smash your heads together!".
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Date: 2014-10-04 09:15 pm (UTC)"How long have you known?" Porthos asked, not accusingly but currious, knowing his lover would never brake a confidence unless it were life or death
"A few weeks" Aramis replied rubbing his forehead and wincing at the tension head ache "More like two and a half months actually!, I found him throwing up in the latrines, figured it out then, he swore me to secrecy, said the Father was`nt interested"
"What the hell is he planning to do with the baby?" Porthos cried shaking his head "It`s not like it`ll disappear!"
"He`s planning to give it to Constance to raise as her own, since her Husband seems inept in getting her with child" Aramis said with a mirthless snort, a hand going to his own growing belly "I tried to tell him not to, tried.....I guess now I know why he was adamant you and Athos did`nt know, especially Athos"
"Bloody fools the pair of `em" Porthos grunted scratching his head "Need their damn `eads bangin` t`gether!"
"Perhaps we do!" came Athos voice as he returned to camp carrying what looked like half a wood in fire wood! "How is he?"
"Flesh wound, it`ll heal" Aramis replied tiredly "I think the baby`s alright, it`s moving and the heartbeat sounds fine"
"It`s moving?" Athos sounded like he`d just been told the Virgin Mary was coming to Paris for a summer holiday!
"Feel for yourself" Aramis suggested gesturing to d`Artagnan`s swollen belly rising up under the blankets as he slumbered by the fire.
Looking nervous as a colt near a wolf, Athos got down beside d`Artagnan holding out a shaking hand that hovered over the younger Musketeer, sighing Aramis took his wrist lowering it onto the mound letting Athos feel the movment of his baby, a chocked sob forced it`s way out of Athos throat, his grey/blue eyes filling with tears "Mon dieu!" he whispered "I never.....I .......this is....."
"Overwhelming?" Porthos offered getting a nod from Athos who added a second hand to d`Artagnan`s belly a smile spreading over his face as he felt the kicks and wriggles
"What happened between you two?" Aramis asked "What caused all this?, as long as I`ve known you, you`ve never been a man to simply fuck someone and walk away"
"I was a fool" Athos whispered continuing to stroke d`Artagnan`s belly like it was a cat! "I....we.......we were in my rooms, drinking, sharing a bottle, somehow we ended up kissing and......well we ended up in bed together" Athos sighed and shook his head before continuing "In the morning I woke up to him cuddled up to me, sound asleep, looking so young, so innocent, how can I be worthy of that?" he asked looking up at his two friends "I could`nt let him become involved with me, my relationships always end in horror and blood shed, I could`nt risk that for d`Artagnan, so I.....I got out of bed and......when he woke, all smiles and adorable tussled hair I said that.....that it`d been the wine and brandy, nothing more"
"You broke both your hearts because you were scared to love again" Aramis summized shaking his head "You`re right, you are a fool"
"Mis!" Porthos chided
"Well he is!" Aramis snapped "If he`d been honnest non of this would have happened, d`Art would`nt have spent weeks in terror making himself ill tied up in a corset and planning to give up his baby, and I would`nt have had to keep it secret!"
"I`m sorry" Athos said before Porthos could say anything "And I will try to make amends, if I can"
"Do you love him then?" Porthos asked gently
"More than life itself" Athos breathed "God bloody help me but I do!, and I can only hope that he feels the same for me, even after all of this"
"What about the baby?" Aramis asked getting to the most important thing in question
"I never thought I`d have a child after Anne.......I.......I can hardly believe this is really happening" Athos replied "But I.......I want that too"
"Then I guess it`s up to d`Art what happens next" Porthos said looking at the too pale Musketeer "Any luck the two of you can sort this out and get together before I have to smash your heads together!".