As hours passed the sounds of more gun fire, and shouting filtered into the small room where d`Artagnan was to give birth, Pierre coming with more news "The villagers have come!, they are fighting against Milady`s forces!" he said "They have the midwife with them!" "Fat lot of help she is out there!, we need her in here!" Aramis cried as he held d`Artagnan through another contraction "Is there any way to get her inside?" "No Monsieur, not with Milady`s men defending themselves" "They`ll run out of musket balls eventually" d`Artagnan said with groan of pain running a hand through his sweat soaked hair "We just have to hold on" "Amen" Aramis whispered, with a nod to Pierre the boy left to rejoin the priest.
"How am I doing?" d`Artagnan panted looking over his shoulder at Aramis, he was now back on his hands and knees, the best position for a male to deliver "Nearly ten" Aramis said "You`ll need to start pushing soon, so save your energy" "What energy!?" d`Artagnan grumbled with a roll of his eyes "I swear I`m never doing this again!, if Athos thinks he is ever coming near me again I`ll chop his bollocks off and feed them to him!" he snarled making Aramis grin "Bloody bastard!, he did this to me!, I`ll kill him for this!, I`ll.............God I`ll......." he broke off as another contraction took over "I`ll rip his cock off and nail it to his face!!!!!".
Outside Milady had been forced to take cover behind the hedges and tress and walls surrounding the church yard as half of the village had come out in force, carrying what few muskets and swords they had ready to defend their Lord`s heir or heiress and see her hung once and for all!, the others carried axes, hoes, garden forks, staves and even kitchen knives to fight with! "We can`t hold them off forever Milady!!!, we`ve not got the amunition to do so!" "Hold them off as long as you can!" she swore while looking for a way to escape herself, whatever happened she was detirmind she would not hang here, her plans would not end here, even if she had to forfit her revenge on Athos today, she would get it eventually!.
Out of the corner of her eye she spied the horse that Aramis and d`Artagnan had ridden a smile spreading over her face, if she could just reach it......"Keep them distracted" she said to the man next to her.
Moving as fast as she could she ran across the ground to reach the horse hearing a gun fire, but she did not feel the pain of a bullet hitting her, for it hit her in the side of the head blowing out the other side of her face in a spray of blood and brain matter killing her out right.
"It`s gone quiet" d`Artagnan whispered to Aramis after gun fire and shouting had ceased "Maybe they`ve run out of ammo" he replied nodding his head "Time to start pushing I think" "Is the baby turned?, is it head first?" d`Artagnan asked looking over his shoulder at Aramis who shook his head not knowing if it were or not, however at that moment the door was flung open and a middle aged woman came bustling in with Father Marchand behind her "Madame Lisle, the midwife" he said "Oh thank god!" Aramis breathed sagging in relief and getting out of the womans way as she pushed her sleeves up and got right to work on examining d`Artagnan, Aramis moving to hold his hand instead "You`re near delivery" she said after a few moments of examining him with skilled hands then looked up with a worried expression on her face "But the baby is breech, and it`s to late to turn it"
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"The villagers have come!, they are fighting against Milady`s forces!" he said "They have the midwife with them!"
"Fat lot of help she is out there!, we need her in here!" Aramis cried as he held d`Artagnan through another contraction "Is there any way to get her inside?"
"No Monsieur, not with Milady`s men defending themselves"
"They`ll run out of musket balls eventually" d`Artagnan said with groan of pain running a hand through his sweat soaked hair "We just have to hold on"
"Amen" Aramis whispered, with a nod to Pierre the boy left to rejoin the priest.
"How am I doing?" d`Artagnan panted looking over his shoulder at Aramis, he was now back on his hands and knees, the best position for a male to deliver
"Nearly ten" Aramis said "You`ll need to start pushing soon, so save your energy"
"What energy!?" d`Artagnan grumbled with a roll of his eyes "I swear I`m never doing this again!, if Athos thinks he is ever coming near me again I`ll chop his bollocks off and feed them to him!" he snarled making Aramis grin
"Bloody bastard!, he did this to me!, I`ll kill him for this!, I`ll.............God I`ll......." he broke off as another contraction took over "I`ll rip his cock off and nail it to his face!!!!!".
Outside Milady had been forced to take cover behind the hedges and tress and walls surrounding the church yard as half of the village had come out in force, carrying what few muskets and swords they had ready to defend their Lord`s heir or heiress and see her hung once and for all!, the others carried axes, hoes, garden forks, staves and even kitchen knives to fight with!
"We can`t hold them off forever Milady!!!, we`ve not got the amunition to do so!"
"Hold them off as long as you can!" she swore while looking for a way to escape herself, whatever happened she was detirmind she would not hang here, her plans would not end here, even if she had to forfit her revenge on Athos today, she would get it eventually!.
Out of the corner of her eye she spied the horse that Aramis and d`Artagnan had ridden a smile spreading over her face, if she could just reach it......"Keep them distracted" she said to the man next to her.
Moving as fast as she could she ran across the ground to reach the horse hearing a gun fire, but she did not feel the pain of a bullet hitting her, for it hit her in the side of the head blowing out the other side of her face in a spray of blood and brain matter killing her out right.
"It`s gone quiet" d`Artagnan whispered to Aramis after gun fire and shouting had ceased
"Maybe they`ve run out of ammo" he replied nodding his head "Time to start pushing I think"
"Is the baby turned?, is it head first?" d`Artagnan asked looking over his shoulder at Aramis who shook his head not knowing if it were or not, however at that moment the door was flung open and a middle aged woman came bustling in with Father Marchand behind her
"Madame Lisle, the midwife" he said
"Oh thank god!" Aramis breathed sagging in relief and getting out of the womans way as she pushed her sleeves up and got right to work on examining d`Artagnan, Aramis moving to hold his hand instead
"You`re near delivery" she said after a few moments of examining him with skilled hands then looked up with a worried expression on her face "But the baby is breech, and it`s to late to turn it"