Whispers in the Night- Keens

Posted on Wed Sep 3rd, 2014 @ 3:17pm by Lieutenant Commander Morai Keen & Chief Petty Officer Adriana Keen

744 words; about a 4 minute read

OOC: Hey there- thought we might post our bad dreams together? His right after hers or he wakes after she goes back to sleep or... Anyway, here's what I got- hope you like?

ON:

The baby started to fuss. Adriana smiled a little as she slipped out of bed and reached into the little cradle by their bed in the master bedroom. “It’s all right, Mommie’s here,” she said as she pulled back the soft yellow blanket.

The cradle was empty and the fussing grew louder, verging on actual crying.

“It’s alright, Little One, Mommie’s right here,” Adriana repeated as she practically flew to the baby’s room to the crib that Morai had spent so many months making entirely by hand. “I’m here.”

The crib was empty and the baby started to cry in earnest.

“Little One?” Adriana asked, starting to grow frantic. “Little One where are? Mommie’s here, Baby, where are you?”

She searched the entire quarters as the cries grew in volume and intensity. This wasn’t just a wet diaper or little hunger. The baby was in distress- the cries indicated pain or extreme discomfort caused by going several hours with no feeding or changing.

Adriana was frantic and ran from the quarters- yelling now. “Mommie’s here. Mommie’s right here, Little One where are you?” she started to cry as she ran almost blindly down the corridor searching in the direction she thought the cries were coming from. Her foot caught on the deckplates and she started to fall-

Adriana woke with a little start and a gasp, her hand flying to her stomach, where she touched the swell of her belly and her husband’s hand resting on her lightly. She shivered a little at the feelings the dream had left with her…

She turned over onto her side and pressed her back against Morai’s chest, his arm oh-so-naturally draping over her to rest his hand on her belly again. His arm around her and his breath softly tickling her neck relaxed her and she closed her eyes again. It was just a dream, she reminded herself. Little One was not lost- their baby was still right here with her and she snuggled securely into her husband’s arms to finish getting the rest she needed.

"Kitten was with Little One in a blanket looking like a small burrito with ninja style wrap to hold the pacifier in Little One's mouth. Keen moved closer as he heard Kitten gently cooing the baby; this is what had been his desire all during the camps; the simple thing of a family and not being abandond by the Prophets.

"Little One..." Keen reached to play with the baby.

Kitten moved Little one out of easy reach, Keen went to reach again and the same thing; this time Kitten turned her whole body to shield Little One.

"Kitten..." Keen began

"Don't call me that anymore." The Sky was almost like a night sky void of stars, she backed away from him. "You took those beatings for your own reasons. You thought your Prophets would have you do that?" SHe all but hissed. "They did not save you, Jinn did..."

Keen felt a sligt stir as something held his arms.

"You were in that camp because of the Beloved Prophets, who let three thousand sixty four people die." She slowly turned away with Little One.

"Adriana!..." He called to her as his feet were lashed.

"I will not let MY Little One be subjected to that belief, to Gods that let people die." She began walking away. "You wanted to be Vedek Keen... "HE pulled upon the restraints as she left him behind her. "Next you will be that man of Stone...

"NOOOOOO!..." Keen screamed.

"I told you if you became him I would not have it..." she was fading into the background. "Good bye Stone Vedek, Little One and I will be safe from you...

Adriana Keen!!!"

"Adriana Joz..." Kitten spun to face him. "The Keen part is a shambles... like the Stone Vedek...

Keen slowly felt the universe rolling as he was chained to a stone falling towards a black lake..."

"Kitten..." He said softly in his sleep, his hand touching the child inside, he nestled Kitten and Little one closer in his sleep to fade back into some rest.

OFF

Lt. Commander Morai Keen
Chief Counselor/ 2XO

PO1C Adriana Joz-Keen
OPS

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