The Story of My Life Part 6
This is kind of 2 parts, but I am posting as one. Enjoy.
Almost two days after James had checked Kitty into the hospital, she went into labor. The wolf stood by his mate the entire time, letting her crush his paw as she screamed out in pain. He winced every time she did, though not from her squishing his paw, but knowing there's nothing he really could do to help, but sit and watch.
The first baby to emerge was male and the wolf noted looked remarkably more feline than wolf. The doctor gave the kitten a slightly hard pat on the rump, and with a giant intake of breath he started crying. A nurse took the child from the doctor who turned back for the next pup as and went to have him cleaned of blood. The next two pups entered the world pretty much the same. The second, a female who James couldn't tell if she were wolf or feline just yet and the third was another male who whose longer canine muzzle marked his as a wolf.
James sat in a chair offered to him by a nurse and sat down, holding Kitty's hand as she gasped for breath. Soon after the third baby was taken by the nurse to be cleaned, they were brought back in. The female and the more feline looking male were given to Kitty as James was given the more wolf-like male. Kitty pulled down the top of her hospital gown and offered her both her breasts to the two pups she held. The wolf nearly jumped when a nurse nudge him and handed her a bottle for the pup he held. He pressed the nipple to the cub's lip and he instantly latched on and sucked the formula from the bottle.
"What should we name them?" Kitty asked tiredly, watching her two pups eat hungrily.
"Well, I was thinking the girl could be Nicarga, after my grandmother." Kitty nodded in approval. He pointed to the cub he help with his muzzle. "Lethero for my great-grandpa and Draco after your grandpa for him." Pointing to the pup she held.
"They are good names." James leaned in and kissed his mate, loving it as she purred deeply.
It was many hours late that James was shaken awake in the early twilight. After the cubs had been fed, the nurses took them away to monitor them while James and Kitty slept. His mate was passed out on the hospital bed they set her up in after she gave birth and James had fallen asleep in a chair next to her with his head resting next to hers. James blinked the sleep out of his eyes and looked to see Rick standing there, indicating for the wolf to follow him.
James nearly jumped out of his skin when Rick pulled him into a hug, but he relented and returned the gesture. They walked to the observation room and watched all three of the new pups sleep soundly. "You did good," Rick said after brief silence.
"What do you, Kitty did all the work," James joked. "All I could do was stand there and panic as she crushed my paw." That got a laugh from Kitty's father.
"So, when do you have to go back to work?" Rick asked.
"Got a week worth of vacation left, plan on using it to help get Kitty and the pup's situated and then I have to go back." The feline nodded. "After that, I'll do my best to be home every minute that I can."
"Take care of them always, James," Rick said, patting him on the back and walked back to the waiting room where the rest of Kitty's friends and family sat. James sighed and pulled out the deployment letter he received earlier that day and leaned against the nursery window and cried.
"Sir, I can't go overseas!" James yelled at Brigadier General Little, a wolf like him, but whose fur was white. Tears streamed down his face in frustration. "My fiancé just gave birth last week and we're due to get married! Please, isn't there any way you can change it.
"First off, Staff Sergeant," Little said seriously, "do not raise your voice to me or I will knock you down a rank." Then his voice went soft. "And no, I'm sorry; there isn't anything I can do. The orders came from Washington. My suggestion would be to tie the knot in the next two weeks; otherwise you have to wait till you return."
"Goddammit," James said, punching his leg. Fuck! Mother Fucking! Goddammit" Each curse was emphasized with the smacking of his fist hitting his thigh. He looked up, his eyes red from crying and couldn't help but glaring at the Brigadier General. "I thought programmers were never sent overseas?"
"We never guaranteed you that, we just said chances are unlikely." Little passed over a folder which James picked up reluctantly. "There's a new base in the works over there and the higher-ups liked your work with that program six months ago and want you for the job. Fuck First Sergeant, you're being promoted to Senior Master Sergeant for this. That's normally well beyond your years of service. Imagine the money you'll be getting for your fiancé and pups not to mention the non-taxable danger pays for being in a combat zone.
James sighed and hung his head, knowing that that money would really go a very long way. "I just don't know how I'm going to break this to Katherine, sir."