Authros note- This story was also written for a challenge on the The Slayers journal community I'm part of. This story is to the prompt Family.

Zel/Amelia.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Turn. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Turn.

Too long. It had been way too long, something had to be wrong.

"Something has to be wrong." He voiced.

"Nothing's wrong."

A sigh.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Turn. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Turn.

This couldn't be normal. It couldn't possibly take this long.

"It's taking way too long." He voiced again.

"It's only been an hour."

Another sigh.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Turn. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Turn.

This was torture. An hour? It had seemed more like five.

"I'm going to check on her." He voiced once more.

"Just wait. Why don't you sit. You're creating a rut."

There was a loud noise, and then a cry. He pulled at the silver band on his left ring finger nervously. Then stared down into his blue-skinned pebbled hand despairingly. Please… he prayed.

"Zelgadis!"

He turned to the door as Filia threw it open. She was smiling through her sweat stained face.

"You can come in now." She motioned with her hand.

He gulped. Glanced to the burly man sitting in the chair who only smiled encouragingly in return. Took a deep breath and stood straight. He followed her.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

"Is everything okay?" He asked anxiously not sure he wanted to know the answer.

She glanced to him over her shoulder.

"See for yourself." She replied.

She stopped at a room and poked her head inside to confirm, she then stepped aside to let him pass.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

He stepped inside, Lina was standing next to the bed smiling down, and she looked up when he walked in. She gave him a smirk.

"Zel, you dog, you." She punched him playfully in the shoulder when he approached. "Well, time to find that jellyfish for brains and let him know the good news-I just hope I don't have to explain it to him…again." she said the last sentence with a slight grumble but there was a twinkle in her eye, she gave a small wave then silently walked out.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

He looked down at her. Her face was a complete mess, beads of sweat rested on her forehead, her eyes looked tired but proud, her hair was the messiest he had ever seen it, some of it stuck to her face, but she had a glow about her that made her look absolutely beautiful despite it all.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

"I—I was worried about you….about you both…is…is.." He found he couldn't form the words, afraid of what the answer may be.

She grasped his hand with her free one and smiled at him lovingly.

"She's beautiful, just like you." She whispered, then let his hand go to gently hand off the tiny bundle she had been holding so lovingly.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

He took the tightly wrapped pink bundle from her tentatively, afraid he would cause harm. Hoping for the best and fearing the worst he gazed down into the blanket and into the tiny face staring up at him. He immediately fell in love. In that one instant he knew that from now on, nothing else would matter except for the miracle he had managed to create.

"She's….perfect….I…I didn't think I could give you-…Amelia…she's gorgeous…she looks exactly like you…"

She laughed.

"No…not exactly, she has your lavender hair."

He pushed the blanket aside gently, he smiled when the small strands of purple hair sprouted from her head like little flowers just beginning to bloom. He sat on the bed, then kissed both his girls.

He finally had his family.