AN Goddamn insomnia! I`m filling at half two in the Morning!.
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It took three days before d`Artagnan and Athos actually spoke to each other, really spoke that is, not just exchanged insults and snide comments.
Athos mood was sour since there was no wine at all, or any alcohol actually, just water or milk to drink!, the guards they had on the doors would`nt budge for love nore money, meaning he and d`Artagnan were well and truly trapped in the guest rooms until they had sorted this out.
Sighing once again as he finished polishing his already spotless boots for the fifth time that evening he looked across the room to where d`Artagnan was slumped in the window looking out at the world with a longing on his face. Boredom had`nt hit him as fast as it had Athos, since he had the delightful job of letting out his breeches to see to now that he no longer had his corset to wear, and his belly was to large for them to fit without.
Supplied with extra material to create panels, needles, thread and yarn to tie the panels so they could be loosened as required, by Aramis, d`Artagnan had spent three days sewing.
Now however this was done and he was bored out of his skull, and quite miserable if the look on his face was anything to go by, Athos cleared his throat getting d`Artagnan`s attention as he set his boots down on the floor "Anything happening outside?" he asked in a neutral tone "Nothing interesting" d`Artagnan replied leaning his head back against the wall with a sigh and closed his eyes "Think we could climb out of the window and escape?" "Only if you want broken legs and a respite in the brig!" Athos snorted "Bastards could have at least given us a pack of cards or some dice!" "Proberly thought we`d use them to kill each other" d`Artagnan said "Death by the ace of spades!, now that`d be....." he broke off with a soft grunt of pain his hand going to his abdomen as he took several deep breaths "What is it?, d`you need a Physician?" Athos asked, off the bed in an instant "No no, I`m fine" d`Artagnan said shaking his head "Chris just pushed hard, thats all" "Chris?".
D`Artagnan bit his bottom lip looking away from Athos currious gaze, "I don`t know if it`s a boy or girl" he whispered his cheeks colouring slightly "So I thought Chris, it works for both, Christophe for a boy and Christina for a girl" "They......they`re good names" Athos said "Dos`nt matter though does it?" d`Artagnan replied "I suppose you`ll name him or her for an ancestor of yours" "Actually I had`nt given it much thought" Athos admitted scratching his chin where his beard desperately needed a trim "And I think Chris works", d`Artagnan gave a shrug of his shoulders turning back to look out the window his hand still resting over his enlarged stomach and moving in a gentle stroke back and forth getting Athos attention, and making his heart ache for what d`Artagnan must be feeling right now, had been for weeks.
Slowly he crossed the room standing besides the younger man who acknowledged his presence with brief glance "You don`t have to give Chris up" Athos said taking a chance to reach out and place his hand over d`Artagnan`s stilling the motion "You can keep him or her" "How and where?" d`Artagnan replied "You said yourself I`ve no money family or home, theres no way I can raise a baby" "I have money!, I can take care of you both!, get you decent lodging, see to bills, everything you need!", d`Artagnan looked up at Athos shaking his head "You can`t do that!, I`m not your responsibility, it`s not your job to take care of me, and I won`t be your.........kept boy....male mistress or whatever!" "I`m not asking you to be" "Then what are you saying exactly?" d`Artagnan cried in complete exasperation "One minute you can hardly bear to look at me!, the next your fawning all over me like I`m a child about to break!, the next you demand I give the baby to you, and now your saying I should keep it!?, will you make up your mind and tell me once and for all what the hell it is you want!!!!?" "You!" Athos snarled pushing away from d`Artagnan and crossing the room to kick visciously at the nearest bed "I want you!"
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It took three days before d`Artagnan and Athos actually spoke to each other, really spoke that is, not just exchanged insults and snide comments.
Athos mood was sour since there was no wine at all, or any alcohol actually, just water or milk to drink!, the guards they had on the doors would`nt budge for love nore money, meaning he and d`Artagnan were well and truly trapped in the guest rooms until they had sorted this out.
Sighing once again as he finished polishing his already spotless boots for the fifth time that evening he looked across the room to where d`Artagnan was slumped in the window looking out at the world with a longing on his face.
Boredom had`nt hit him as fast as it had Athos, since he had the delightful job of letting out his breeches to see to now that he no longer had his corset to wear, and his belly was to large for them to fit without.
Supplied with extra material to create panels, needles, thread and yarn to tie the panels so they could be loosened as required, by Aramis, d`Artagnan had spent three days sewing.
Now however this was done and he was bored out of his skull, and quite miserable if the look on his face was anything to go by, Athos cleared his throat getting d`Artagnan`s attention as he set his boots down on the floor "Anything happening outside?" he asked in a neutral tone
"Nothing interesting" d`Artagnan replied leaning his head back against the wall with a sigh and closed his eyes "Think we could climb out of the window and escape?"
"Only if you want broken legs and a respite in the brig!" Athos snorted "Bastards could have at least given us a pack of cards or some dice!"
"Proberly thought we`d use them to kill each other" d`Artagnan said "Death by the ace of spades!, now that`d be....." he broke off with a soft grunt of pain his hand going to his abdomen as he took several deep breaths
"What is it?, d`you need a Physician?" Athos asked, off the bed in an instant
"No no, I`m fine" d`Artagnan said shaking his head "Chris just pushed hard, thats all"
"Chris?".
D`Artagnan bit his bottom lip looking away from Athos currious gaze, "I don`t know if it`s a boy or girl" he whispered his cheeks colouring slightly "So I thought Chris, it works for both, Christophe for a boy and Christina for a girl"
"They......they`re good names" Athos said
"Dos`nt matter though does it?" d`Artagnan replied "I suppose you`ll name him or her for an ancestor of yours"
"Actually I had`nt given it much thought" Athos admitted scratching his chin where his beard desperately needed a trim "And I think Chris works", d`Artagnan gave a shrug of his shoulders turning back to look out the window his hand still resting over his enlarged stomach and moving in a gentle stroke back and forth getting Athos attention, and making his heart ache for what d`Artagnan must be feeling right now, had been for weeks.
Slowly he crossed the room standing besides the younger man who acknowledged his presence with brief glance
"You don`t have to give Chris up" Athos said taking a chance to reach out and place his hand over d`Artagnan`s stilling the motion "You can keep him or her"
"How and where?" d`Artagnan replied "You said yourself I`ve no money family or home, theres no way I can raise a baby"
"I have money!, I can take care of you both!, get you decent lodging, see to bills, everything you need!", d`Artagnan looked up at Athos shaking his head "You can`t do that!, I`m not your responsibility, it`s not your job to take care of me, and I won`t be your.........kept boy....male mistress or whatever!"
"I`m not asking you to be"
"Then what are you saying exactly?" d`Artagnan cried in complete exasperation "One minute you can hardly bear to look at me!, the next your fawning all over me like I`m a child about to break!, the next you demand I give the baby to you, and now your saying I should keep it!?, will you make up your mind and tell me once and for all what the hell it is you want!!!!?"
"You!" Athos snarled pushing away from d`Artagnan and crossing the room to kick visciously at the nearest bed "I want you!"