She blinked and squeezed her eyes shut as the dull pain in her stomach grew. “Mon amour…?” DeadShot bolted up from his light sleep. “What’s...wrong?” “I think ‘m in labor…” Cloud looked up at him, her eyes searching for something to distract her from the pain that she knew would grow worse. “Shit.” She placed her hand on her stomach at her husband’s words and sat up, wincing as she did so. It didn’t take DeadShot long to quickly pull his clothes on and he moved to her side of the bed, helping. ‘He’s fine. He has been asking after you for the past two days! I daresay my nurses are getting tired about being grilled for information about you.’ Jennifer started to rise up. ‘When can I see him?’ she said, excited that her boyfriend came through the attack. The doctor got up and went over to Jennifer. ‘Now settle down,’ he said. ‘I will let him see you later. Right now, there is someone else who wants to see you first. He hasn’t left your door since you came to us, and I don’t think anyone. Clearly a celebration was in order. It even got brought up in Council, by Lyonidas who surprised us by attending. His seat had been left empty to reflect his right to attend, but he hadn't bothered since the first interminable session on mundane matters. Mother and I still brought our cats so Reynal found his duties took him elsewhere even on this occasion when Lyonidas attended. Hugh of Sandars rose to announce the first issue. Not surprisingly he had something boring on tap. "Madame has great gifts, if one may be permitted to say so." Of course," June graciously smiled. "And what is this cute little bear's name?" Buster, I believe. What's your name, cute little bear?" Jock inquired blandly."Get me out of this goddamn suit!" Axel Borman's muffled voice roared out of the bear's head. He raised a front paw with sharp curved black claws and lightly stroked June's rounded tapering thigh, leaving a trail of faint white scratch marks on her creamy white skin."Oh, the poor.