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In the middle of his wailing Nu-reeh appeared, which frightened my family and me. Damien and his Brothers stood between Nu-reeh and our son, until she promised not to hurt me or the babe.

They watched her carefully as she checked him over. Huge, taloned fingers examined his soft flesh and touched him delicately. I feared for myself and for my family, but Nu-reeh did not wish to harm any of us. She just wanted to be sure Jonathan was well. The screaming she expected, to some extent.

He will be a difficult young man,” she said handing him back to me.

“Walk him,” she instructed the men. “It should calm the child.”

The men were shaking they were so angry after Nu-reeh left. Evan leaned over and passed a gentle hand across his wailing child’s face. His other hand cupped my cheek. With utter tenderness he kissed me and then kissed his son. Nu-reeh had no right to touch us as she had.

“She is correct,” I grudgingly admitted to them. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Babies on Earth are often soothed by movement. Walking and rocking him may calm him.”

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The men took turns the first night walking Jonathan. I was ordered to stay in bed and rest. Exhausted as I was, I complied easily with the edict.

Jonathan stayed calmer as they paced the interior of our cave. I’d sleep until they determined it was time to feed him. After I was done, I was tucked back in to sleep while another of them walked the baby for awhile. Moving around was the only thing that kept him calm.

The night passed fitfully, but at some point it got quiet and I felt myself fade into a complete sleep.

“Damn it!” Bane cursed and jumped out of bed.

I was startled awake and looked for my son. He and Evan were gone. I tried not to panic as I followed the men out of our living area. There was no one walking by the pool.

“She’s going to skin us,” Damien ranted walking faster.

The men had not bothered to dress and still wore their simple sleeping shifts. I wore my crumpled blue sleeping gown and no foot covers or boots. We were half dressed at best.

“Where is Jonathan? Where is Evan?” I asked in a slightly frantic voice.

“He told us he was walking the boy,” Kein grumbled. “He told us to rest and let him take the last shift.”

Bane growled and answered the question, “He won’t Listen to us. Evan wants to show his boy the moons. He’s taken him to an opening in the mountain.”

The men ran and I tried to keep up. It was obvious that I was not going to be able to. Christof waited until I caught up, then scooped me up and ran with me in his arms.

We rounded a bend and there stood Evan at a Large opening in the rock wall. He turned when he heard us and smiled. Evan was dressed and Jonathan was wrapped and laying in his arms. The little one sucked contentedly at Evan’s finger.

“Hiding things,” Damien said coming to stand beside Evan, “is not good, Brother. You knew we would not want you to do this. Nu-reeh does not want the child out of our section.”

Evan shrugged and grinned back at his Brother. “He needs to see the moonset,” Evan explained simply.

I wanted to reach out and grab the baby to take him back to the warm safety of our apartments. The contented look on Evan’s face as he looked down at Jonathan stopped me.