Page 53 of Embracing Sky
He closed his eyes and nodded, sinking back into the padded seat. “Okay.”
I left the engine running so the car would stay warm, because I didn’t want my Omega to catch a chill when he was already so weak.
I carried Sky into the house, to our room, where I laid him down in the middle of the bed, cushioning him with pillows and covering him with the comforter. I turned the TV on, playing that damn Australian kid’s cartoon Sky liked to zone out to sometimes, the one with the blue dogs, and once I was sure he was comfortable, I went back out for Fletcher.
I wasn’t sure how much time we had before the sedatives wore off, and I didn’t want Sky to wake up alone, but I knew I needed to tell Fletcher what the doctor had told me.
When I went back out to the car, I opened the door and looked at my mate. He looked so tired, so worn thin, but he smiled at me anyway.
“Hey, baby,” I murmured.
“Hi,” he said.
“So. I have some news, and I’m not sure yet if it’s good or bad.”
His smile fell. “Oh… Is this about what the doctor said?”
“Yeah.” Might as well rip the Band-Aid off. “Sky is pregnant.”
Fletcher’s green eyes widened. “What?”
I shook my head. “I fucked up, I guess. I don’t know. All I know is that he might not take the news well. Hell, I’m not sureI’mtaking the news well, to be completely honest.” I laughed softly. “I wanted kids, but I wanted them with you.”
“Oh, Adam…” Fletcher’s smile was sad. “We’ll figure it out. If it’s true, though, Sky’s gonna need us both, now more than ever.”
“I know.” I reached my hand out to him. “We both need time to process this new information, so let’s give it a bit. I don’t want to tell Sky yet, not until he’s settled in and feels safe again. Come on, let me help you inside, kitten.”
Together, we went in. As much as I wanted to sweep Fletcher off his feet and carry him in, I resisted. One, because I didn’t want to hurt him further, and two, because my mate was stubborn and I knew he wanted to do this himself. To keep that sense of independence, and I respected that.
I did, however, tuck him into bed beside Sky. Then I stripped out of my day clothes and changed into pajamas as well, curling up on the other side of our sedated boyfriend, making a cocoon around him, so that when he came around, we would both be right there to keep him safe.
It took about an hour.
Sky came back to himself, his movements slow and sluggish, even as he clung to me.
“Adam?” He spoke with a slur, but he was aware and obviously frightened. “Where am I?”
I reached out and smoothed the hair back away from his face. “We’re home,” I assured him. “You’re safe now, I promise. You’re home. Just relax, baby.”
“Home…” Sky’s two-toned eyes welled up with tears, right before his chest heaved with a soft sob. I gathered him in my arms and held him to my chest, knowing Sky needed comfort right now more than anything else. He buried his face in thecrook of my neck and cried brokenly, hiccuping every so often, until his sobs quieted and his body went lax in my grasp.
“He’s asleep,” I murmured, catching the sad expression on Fletcher’s face as he stared at us.
“I hate this,” Fletcher said.
“It’ll be okay, baby,” I assured him. “It just takes time.”
The next coupleof days were rough. Sky was clingy and tearful, desperate for us not to leave him alone. Needing one of us near him at all times.
Of course, I doted on him. I doted on both of them—they were injured, and Fletcher was in pain; I could see it in his eyes, even if he tried to smile through it. I brought them soup and sandwiches in bed, fetching them anything else they needed.
But now that they were safe at home and my inner-wolf could chill out, I really needed to get back to work and put out any fires that were ultimately burning. Our team was amazing, but they could only do so much without management, so after a couple of days at home, I went back to work.
“If you need anything, call me,” I told my mates as I got dressed.
“We’ll be fine, Adam,” Fletcher assured me. “Try to have a good day. Don’t worry about us. We’re big boys.” He smiled up at me when I leaned down to peck him on the lips. I leaned over him to kiss Sky goodbye as well, earning a soft squeak and a blush, and I grinned. “See you both tonight. Get rest. There’s a pot of potato soup in the fridge; all you need to do is heat it up.”
And I left.
