Well, so much for waiting...
Pain surged through her as he slashed the knife down. She felt her gorge rise at the familiar sound of metal on bone - no matter how many times she had experienced it, it always made her feel a little queasy. Caelan's voice broke in over the sound of their combat, and though he didn't say it, she knew he was a touch concerned about their actions.
It felt good. The adrenaline made her feel alive again, the knock-down brawl bringing back fond memories of a certain backyard that always held a cooler full of Corona's. She couldn't help but grin despite the pain. Her sparring partner was as bad off as she was, bleeding heavily from the hole in his shoulder.
They both cast their life magic at the same time, healing the worst of their wounds. At least enough to keep them from bleeding out. Sal looked at her as he finished, an odd look crossing his face. He grabbed her wrist and held her close, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Did you know that you are pregnant? And if you did, I ought to whoop your ass for sparring..."
She felt the world tilt as she stared at him, blinking, unbelieving of his words. She cast a quick glance to her husband and grinned, biting back a soft laugh.
She hadn't planned it this way. They had intended to wait. But as she approached Lycka with a smile on her face, to share the good news with the man that made her whole, none of it mattered. He swept her into his arms as they giggled and grinned, ignoring the world for a moment.
It felt good. The adrenaline made her feel alive again, the knock-down brawl bringing back fond memories of a certain backyard that always held a cooler full of Corona's. She couldn't help but grin despite the pain. Her sparring partner was as bad off as she was, bleeding heavily from the hole in his shoulder.
They both cast their life magic at the same time, healing the worst of their wounds. At least enough to keep them from bleeding out. Sal looked at her as he finished, an odd look crossing his face. He grabbed her wrist and held her close, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Did you know that you are pregnant? And if you did, I ought to whoop your ass for sparring..."
She felt the world tilt as she stared at him, blinking, unbelieving of his words. She cast a quick glance to her husband and grinned, biting back a soft laugh.
She hadn't planned it this way. They had intended to wait. But as she approached Lycka with a smile on her face, to share the good news with the man that made her whole, none of it mattered. He swept her into his arms as they giggled and grinned, ignoring the world for a moment.