The Aftermath

Writers: Anna, April
Date Posted: 9th July 2006

Characters: Z'al, Kirranna
Description: Z'al returns from the flightroom to find a destressed Kirra... and she has some exciting news.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 11, day 12 of Turn 3

Z'al took his leave of the goldrider as soon as he thought it proper. In his mind he saw only one face and feared the hurt he would see there. He slipped into their weyr and stood quietly watching her. She lay curled on their couch with a fur thrown over her legs. How could he tell her? He still felt the lingering effects of it all. He wanted to be with his love more now than ever. If only to show her he loved her more.

"Kirra love?" Was all he could manage. He was sure she knew.

She had known that it would be hard the first time, that it would hurt, but when she heard that Nyinth had flown a gold Kirra couldn't stop the tears, and the ache inside. But her tears had long since stopped, the ache nothing but a dull feeling in her stomach. It had felt like ages that he had been gone, and now that he was back she didn't know what to do. She had promised to be accepting of these things, becasue they were bound to happen. She had promised, so why did she feel like the sun was never going to rise again?

Finally she got up the courage to say something, but all that came out was, "Z'al...?" She didn't think that she had any more tears left in her but aparently she did because they came in full force after she spoke. She wanted him to hold her, but wasn't sure if that would help or not.

His heart sank as he saw her tears. He had hoped it wouldn't hurt so bad. He quickly came to her side. He pulled her into his arms and held her.
He kissed the top of her head reapetedly. He couldn't help it. "I'm so sorry. I never thought he would. You know I would never hurt you on purpose. I love you Kirra. Nyinth may rise and catch but it doesn't mean I love you less." He turned her eyes up to meet his. He carefully kissed away her tears. To prove his love, he kissed her lips.

His lips on her felt warm and comforting. Each one seemed to absorb the sadness of the tears, "I'm sorry, I just...I just was so shocked, and a _gold_ flight. I... didn't know what to do with myself." She sat up straight wipping her face with the side of her hand as she explained, "I was going crazy with wondering what was going on...what you were doing...
and how much I wanted you. I can't believe how senseless gold flights can make one feel, just hearing the dragons..." she shivered as she remembered the passionate, thought-jarring bugles the dragons had let out during the flight. She wrapped her arms around herself as she looked away, almost ashamed, "You don't know how many times I had to force myself to sit back down after getting up to head down to the flightroom to take you away." She realized she _was_ ashamed, she hadn't trusted that he would come back on his own, "I'm sorry...I guess I over reacted..."

She was silent for a few moments collecting her thoughts, she realized that being upset wasn't going to help the situation, but maybe if she understood what he went through during a flight... "What's it like?" her question was tentative and curious, trying her hardest to make it as sincere as possible.

He just wrapped his arms back arond her. "I thought of you most of the time. I thought that maybe if I thought of you he would catch her. He was so determined. He is younger than most of the others and he is brown. I thought for sure he wouldn't and I would be coming back to you. Then she shifted straight into his path and that was it. I couldn't control the emotions coming from him. Dragon lust in a greenflight is not nearly as strong as in a gold flight. When it was over and I had most of my control back I came home. I wanted to be with you. During a flight, it's not as intimant as with you."

He gently picked her up and walked to their rooms. He put her down on the bed and went and got a wet cloth. He gently whiped away the dried tears from her face. "Please remember that it is you I asked to share my life with. You, are my weyrmate. I will never trade you in. When you impress, I will wait for you. My days would grow dim if you were not there to lighten them."

She had gotten more and more choked up as he had talked, her throat constricting as he explained that he had thought of her, had wanted to be with her even if his dragon was making him lay with another woman. And when he had finished she let out a little sob of emotions. She couldn't hold it back any more. The need to just touch him and never let go overcame her restraint and she grabbed him to her, kissing him fiercely, only thinking about the way he made her feel _so_ good and wanted.

Z'al melted into her. He let all their emotions carry them away. He lovingly traced her side with his hand, down to her hip. Oh, how he loved her. He quickly removed her shirt and then his own. He would help her forget her hurt by shear love.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Z'al lay awake beside her still form. He traced an idol hand along her bare shoulder. He had only ever loved one other woman. But, strangly that love had never been like this. He was afriad of losing her. What if she decided she couldn't take it? What if she didn't impress and decided she couldn't take his being a rider? What if she did impress and chose to not return as his weyrmate? What if? What if? All these worries began to eat at him. He loved her too much.

Kirra stirred, awakening from a deep sleep. Their lovemaking had been the most intense it had ever been. In times past Z'al had been more gentle, making sure everything was pleasurable for her, but this time... she could feel how he had let it all go and had just _loved_ her, which inturn had been incredibly good for her. But now, she could feel from his touch that he seemed withdrawn. So Kirra turned slowly towards him, pulling herself into him, letting his arms fall over her to hold her. "Z'al?"

He looked down into her eyes. He saw the love he felt reflected in her eyes. "Sorry I was just thinking. Did I hurt you? I think I may have been a little desperate to prove I loved you."

Kirra smiled at his worrying, "I'm fine, there's nothing like a soreness that reminds you of something wonderful." She was silent for a moment as she closed her eyes, gathering her thoughts as she tried to figure out the best way to ask him what she was thinking. "Z'al?" she paused, "How do you feel about, about us having a child?"

Z'al ws caught unaware but smiled none the less. "I would be happy. I love children and want other children for Zamley to play with. I missed his first turns. I'd love the chance to be a father again. But I also know it would not help your chances for impression. I love you and I wouldn't want you to lose that dream. Unless you want to have a baby. It's up to you, but I will still love a child no matter what. Now or if we wait matters not, as long as you were happy. Do you want to stand again?" He asked.

Kirra frowned in thought. She had hoped Z'al would just tell her to have one or not, but knew that what he had just said was him being considerate of her wishes. She spoke slowly as she thought about what she wanted, "I...._do_ want to stand again, and I realize I'm still very young. I have plenty of time to stand, but I also have plenty of time to have a child. But if I have a child and then impress then I wouldn't have time for the both of them, as well as you. I don't know..." she paused as she looked into his eyes and stroked his cheek with her fingers. "I also know that I realy want to have your child, but if I impress before I do, then I may not get to have one what with going between and all." She was quiet for a few moments longer as she tried to decide what she wanted most and then looked at the man she loved quizically, "Z'al, you wouldn't find me dreadfully ugly with a big belly, would you?" "I would find you as beautiful then as I do now." He smiled. "If you do have a child, our child, I will help in anyway I can. I know an excellent fostermother. But then again I don't want you to give up on your dream of impressing." Kirra nodded, showing him she understood that he was supporting her. "The thing of it is, Z'al, that, well, I think I _am_ pregnant." She waited for his response. Talking about her having a child was different than being told she actually had one. It took a moment for it to sink in. When it did he suddenlly sat up and looked down at her. His face held a lopsided goofy grin, "Really? Are you sure? What should I do? Do I need to take you to a healer to be sure? Do I need to take you to the dolphins? I hear they can tell." He could barely control his excitment. Kirra couldn't hold back her giggle at the look on his face and eagerness in his words. "I was thinking of making a trip to the dolphins this next restday." she found his hand and squeezed it, "I would really appreciate it if you came with me." she smiled up at him through her eyelashes in shy excitement. "I would not have it any other way. Shall I take you the first restday?" He smiled lovingly. He gently folded her in his arms. For once he did not worry about the diffculties ahead. There was only room for love and happiness.

She snuggled closer to Z'al basking in the warmth and love that his strong arms and caring words conveyed. "That would be lovely."

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