Round 3

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Comments

Fill Making a family 26

[(Anonymous)]

AN I addmit part of my inspiration for this is The White Queen, with Elizabeth giving birth in sanctuary.
Glad you like it

Fill


When Aramis had thought of child birth, he had always imagined a bed chamber, the fire banked up high be it summer or winter to keep away any drafts, the windows shuttered and heavily draped, sheets tied on the beams of the bed to make ropes for the mother to grip onto.
Hot water steaming in pans, cloths and sheets laid out, and the midwife or midwives attending the straining Mother through the travail of labour and brought the child into the world.

Never did he imagine that one would be giving birth in a small room in a church while hiding from murderers!, nore that he would acting as midwife to the labouring mother!.

But owing to their current circumstance he had little choice in the matter and neither did d`Artagnan who was on his hands and knees panting through contractions that were coming worryingly fast and getting stronger and longer hinting that the birth may not be too far off.

he was stripped down to his loose shirt that was clinging to his back with sweat, the tail soaked in blood that was spreading under his legs as he moaned and cried out
"Wheres the bloody midwife!?" Aramis cried as the priest came back in
"I don`t know Monsieur, she may have already been attending another!" he replied wincing as d`Artagnan let out another cry his hands gripping tight to the bed linen "Aramis!" he chocked out
"I`m here, it`s okay, I`m here!" Aramis said going back to the Gascon and rubbing his back, biting his lip and daring to look down between the Gascon`s thighs trying to work out if he was close to delivery or not,
"Father!, Father!" came the voice of the lad they ahd sent to get the midwife, Aramis`s heart leaping in joy breifly, only to have it sink down to his stomach when he saw that the boy was alone, "i could`nt find Madame Lisle" the boy panted his eyes widdening in shock as he saw d`Artagnan on all fours panting and crying out in pain
"Is there a Physician!?, is there anyone who can help him?" Aramis cried
"No Monsieur, the physician is away in Paris at present only Madame Lisle............." Father Marchand broke off as the sound of raised voices could be heard coming closer to the church
"Lock the doors and windows, seal this place up and let no one but a midwife enter!" Aramis ordered at once not caring if it were friend or foe coming, until reinforcements arrived from Paris he would treat all coming here as a foe.

As the priest and lad left to shut up the church and find out who was at the doors, Aramis turned his attention back to d`Artagnan taking off his doublet and rolling up his sleeves as the Gascon came to end of another contractions falling to his side panting heavily with fatigue, fear, and pain
"I.......I need to examin you" Aramis said "I need to.......I need to find out of the baby has turned"
"And if it has`nt?" d`Artagnan whispered sweat dripping down his face "What then?"