Help! My Lover's an Alien - 16. Chapter 16 - Epilogue

Six months later

“If you ever touch me again I will kill you. Do you understand?” Dillon yelled at Lor, as another pain ripped through his abdomen.

The pains had started the day before, right in the middle of a training session Dillon was giving Ziel. It felt like the baby was trying to push its way through Dillon’s stomach to get out.

All Dillon could think of was a sci-fi film he had seen once, and the alien being born hadn’t been a nice sight.

Ziel had sent for Lor immediately, and they had worked together to get Dillon to the interspecies medical center.

Dillon had been under the care of the center since a month after he arrived on the planet. They had found out that magic no longer worked on the nausea, and Lor had brought him to the center when he couldn’t keep any food or drink down for long.

Dillon had been shocked to be introduced to a doctor from an unpronounceable planet. He was blue— at least all the skin Dillon could see was— with green eyes and red hair. His name was also unpronounceable, but he said Dillon could call him Bill. The other thing was Bill only had three fingers; it looked to Dillon as though someone had taken a human hand and melded the little finger to the ring finger and the index to the middle finger. It made for an odd feeling when he was being examined.

Bill had managed to find a potion of some sort that had stopped Dillon’s nausea, and Dillon had gained weight rapidly after that. He had continued training Ziel, using Lor and Vincent as demonstration aids most of the time as he could barely waddle let alone train. It had already been decided that Dillon would set up mixed martial arts courses for any being who wanted to learn— after he had given birth and gotten back to full fitness.

Dillon had so far met four different species mated to other mages— not including Bill of course, who had been the first. All the beings were interested in hearing about Earth, and Dillon found he spent a lot of time in the meadow near their home just sitting and chatting to other mates.

Another pain brought him out of his trip down memory lane and screaming into the present. Lor was petting his head like he was a dog, and he turned to snarl at him, “If you can’t be useful, please leave me alone.”

Lor rolled his eyes and just moved out of Bill’s way as he approached.

“Right, Dillon, it’s going to go just as we discussed, okay?”

“Just get on with it, please,” Dillon begged.

“Okay, here we go.”

Dillon felt the prick of a tiny needle in his thigh and the pain was numbed down to a dull ache. He had already been warned that the pain couldn’t be numbed completely because of his biology. The injection would also freeze him from the waist down so he couldn’t move a muscle. A piece of material, like leather, was slipped between his teeth and Bill picked up a sharp tool, similar to a scalpel. Lor was at his side instantly and Dillon gripped his hand as Bill made the first incision. Dull pain ripped through him and he tried to moan round the material. It felt like his stomach was cramping up completely. But there was no relief to be had. Magic had been tried as an alternative but it turned out the baby made Dillon immune to certain types of magic. And of course it was just Dillon’s luck it had to include the pain-reducing spells. Bill had therefore researched Earth medicine and managed to combine several different substances to work with Dillon’s new biology.

Then he heard a high-pitched scream.

“Congratulations. It is female,” Bill said as the baby was handed to Ziel, and Bill turned his attention back to Dillon. “Just let me close you up and you can hold her.”

Dillon didn’t feel Bill closing the incision. He had already been shown the alien technology that would seal the wound completely with almost no scar. His attention was on his daughter as Ziel cleaned her and wrapped her in a pink blanket.

Dillon felt another prick on his thigh, and feeling started coming back to all his limbs, but now there was no pain. He reached up to take the baby.

Ziel handed her over with joy on his face. Dillon looked down into the face of his and Lor’s child for the first time, and he felt the joy and love in his heart. Lor leaned in from the other side, and they both just stared for the longest time.

“Adelaide,” Dillon said. “Hello, Adelaide.”

Lor nodded; they had discussed names for both male and female. Dillon had asked that if the baby was a girl that she be named after his grandmother who had left him his trust fund. Lor had readily agreed, and they had then both agreed to shorten it to Ada so it was easier for people to say and spell.

Adelaide was peering up at them with glowing green eyes. She was human in appearance but her skin had the same paleness of Lor. Her hair was brown, and she was currently trying to kick her way out of the blanket covering her.

He felt Lor slide onto the bed beside him, and then Lor wrapped his arms round both him and Adelaide so they were together as a family. This was the start of something beautiful, and Dillon just knew that Adelaide was going to be important in the future.

There was a flash and Dillon looked up to see Ziel had Vincent’s very old Polaroid camera. The photo was dispensed and Dillon told Lor to shake it until the picture appeared. Slowly a picture of the three of them was revealed. Their first family portrait.

“Let’s cover you up properly,” Bill said, and pulled the blanket that had been covering Dillon’s groin up to cover his stomach as well. “You have people waiting outside. Can they come in?”

Dillon looked at Lor and Lor nodded. “Let them in,” he said.

The door was opened to Mora, Vincent, Eve, Vance, Piet, Ver, and the twins, all crowding round. They all filed in and Dillon found himself surrounded by friends and family.

Looking around, he couldn’t think of any way he could be happier than he was at that moment in time. This was the life he wanted to live forever.

Lor leaned down and kissed him softly.

“I love you, my mate,” Lor whispered. “You and the little one are mine now and always.”

“We give ourselves to you freely and without condition,” Dillon replied, rewording what he had said at their first joining. This got him another, much longer, kiss.

The End