Intermission Chapter: Beautiful baby girl
PP Chronological Master List
I already finished writing Chapter 2 and it has quite a time skip but I really wanted to add these fluff scenes to give more character and to decompress my baby fever while I wrote this. The main chapters will often have time skips so I add these to fill in some gaps in the story.
Summary: Ch'Kall is trying to be a good mate and help you with your pregnancy, but you're worried about other things.
Warnings: Forced pregnancy, OC Yautja, childbirth, weirdly wholesome, fluff, mild swearing, mentions of trauma, kinda filler
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You huffed. You heard all about how much pregnancy was a pain in the ass and now here you are experiencing it first hand. You were 5 months pregnant and everything was hurting. You couldn't stand certain smells like the freshly cut carcous, your bed that was once a pit is now like a pile of furs with how difficult it is getting out, and you craved nothing more that strawberry ice cream, something you will never get to eat again as long as you're stuck here with your new mate Ch'Kall who had forced you here in the first place.
Yeah he's said he's sorry and he's tried everything to help ease through your pain, and proving he's a worthy mate to you. But you partially still resent him. In a love-hate kind of way. Its sweet that even in the winter time he's doing the best he can to help you in these times, but he killed the crew meant to save you and he's refusing to let you go no matter what.
Even if you did manage to escape, what will you do about... this? The small little bundle of cells under your heart that is constantly draining you for all that you have like some parasite.
No wonder mom and dad only had one of you. Why would anyone want to do this to themselves?
Either thats what you really think or the pregnancy brain. You never really considered having kids ever in your life, or even getting married, but fate said Sike! Here's a horny space alien who will give you both and you can't do anything about it!
But you can't really blame this fetus, they never asked to be a part of this. You sigh as you worry to yourself, gazing up at the cave ceiling. I don't have it in me to be a mother, not even a good one. I swore to myself I would never let this happen but- your mind cuts off as you hear the familiar heavy footsteps. As if that didn't already announce his presence he made soft clicks.
Calling out your name, "I return with food, meat and plants for you and pup" Ch'Kall announced.
You just laid there in the nest bed, back turned to him. He slowly approached you like you were some dangerous animal and climbed into bed next to you.
"Something wrong?" He placed his clawed hand on your arm slowly pulling you in closer like he did when you two slept together at night. He brushes his mandibles around the bite mark where he claimed you. "You sad? Why sad?"
"Why me? Why did you choose me? Why couldn't you be with a female of your own kind? You never even asked me if I wanted to make us a thing, especially when taking the big step of having a child" Yet you didn't fight his hug.
"...I sent here decades ago, to be safe... I can not go back and find mate, but I find you, strong, brave, pretty, we both survivors and our bloodline be strong. Not know how oomans court, but I keep you safe and make home for both you. I sorry I forced you" he gently rubbed your stomach that was now becoming visibly pregnant. "Why you no want offspring?"
"Because to humans, having a family is not as easy as however it may be to your kind, even raising a family is difficult and not many of us do it anymore. Im more worried that I could... mess up this child... be a terrible parent or hurt them in ways that can never be healed..." your hand fidgeting with the furs in the bed and your eyes watering "why do you want a family so bad? Aside from preserving bloodlines or something?"
Ch'Kall said nothing for a while, continued to play with some of your hair until he finally gave an answer. "I want offspring to be better father, I also... scared that I be worse... but we both promise we try be better" fully embracing you tight above your abdomen.
That made you feel a little better. Well since you're going to be a mom it's time to start taking it seriously. "Hey Ch'Kall? What are you hoping for? A girl or a boy?" He grunted in confusion "A son or a daughter?"
"Hmmm, both be good for me, you?"
"I guess the same thing as you, what difference would it make here?"
"A son be like me, a daughter be bigger and stronger than me"
You turned your head in surprise? "Huh? Are the females of your kind much bigger than the males?"
"Yes, a son is proof of power in lineage, but daughter is granted strength. Yautja are matriarchy."
"Interesting..." you placed your hand over your stomach. "How about names? Do you have any names planned for the baby?" If he's been planning this all along surely he's planned this far, right?
He paused, then spoke "Claw"
"Claw?" He sounded like he was hesitating
"Your mother's name was Claw? That sounds like a cool warrior name, and a nice way to honor her... do you think I'll ever meet her?"
"No think I see her again..."
"Mother not dead, only can never come back to Yautja prime"
"We're you banished or something? Is that why you're here alone?"
He stays silent and tries to change the subject, clearly wanting to ignore the question "you have names for youngling?"
"Hmmm" you thought about it, never considering kids made you never think of names. With all these names he's throwing out, there's no way you'd end up naming your kid some basic human name like Eric or Jessica. The idea of some Goliath like Ch'Kall being named something like Jeff or Becky made you laugh
"Nothing nothing, just realizing that maybe human names won't really suit the child, especially if it looks like you" you calmed down and really began thinking. Something cool befitting for a warrior, but also something not too crazy like say Reaper or Bringer of Death. Then you had an idea. "Neytiri. If its a girl, I want Neytiri, she was a warrior in... old stories... who was both a beautiful soul as she was a great warrior"
"Neytiri" Ch'Kall repeated "Better than Claw"
"Oh no, I didn't mean to replace it, Claw sounds like a beautiful name" not really but you didn't want to hurt his feelings
"No, Neytiri is pretty name, tell more of this great warrior"
You spent the rest of the night basically retelling the story of the entire Avatar Quintology like some type of Greek myth.
Since then, you slowly began warming up to each other. Ch'Kall respected your boundaries more and more while you allowed him to get closer and closer. You had slowly gotten used to the idea of being a mother, your new boyfriend seems devoted to fatherhood. Teaching you the ways of Yautja parenting and letting you show him about Human parenting. Ways you yourself were barely aware of.
With your stomach getting bigger you couldn't move around much. So how did you pass your time? It started when you had a knife and a small log of wood, you tried carving and soon you made a small figure that looked like a dog. Poorly but it was your first carving. Then you tried to make a bird... shaped creature. These will be some terrible looking toys for your baby but you don't have much options. Babies don't care anyways they'll play with anything.
Ch'Kall saw you when he came home and asked what you were doing. You awkwardly explained that you were trying to make some nice gifts for the baby which he got around to, making nicer carved creatures than you did. You were not expecting that from him. He made maybe like 8 carved figures of animals you had never seen.
Then came to clothes making. With most of your clothes destroyed, all that left you with were the pelts Ch'Kall had made for you. They were nice and kept you warm like they're supposed to, but you wanted something more stylish. With heavy stitches you made something like a coat. You clearly had no talented bone in your body but while you were at it you made some small coverings for the baby. Look at you, Miss mother ma'am
At 6 months you felt the baby kicking like crazy. "Agh, well aren't you excited" you said to yourself. You remembered something that your biology colleagues would tell you, that during pregnancy you should talk to your baby. It helps build a bond and has them recognize your voice. "Alright, here goes nothing... Hello, baby... its me, your mom, you're inside my stomach right now- what the hell am I doing?"
"What are you doing?" Ch'Kall entered the den "who you talking to?"
You blushed all embarrassed. "Um... talking to my baby, I guess. When humans are pregnant its said we should talk to the baby or something, that when they're born they'll remember its me. But now I just feel so ridiculous doing so"
"Yeah, sure" you leaned back on the bed with your stomach in full view. He climbed into bed hovering over you.
"Hello, my youngling, I'm your father speaking to you. Normally Yautja fathers don't ever stay with the mothers during this time, or at all until its time to train you, but I choose to be there for every moment."
Ch'Kall speaking his- what you assumed was his native language -caught you off guard.
"We're both anticipating your birth, at least I am, I understand that you're not exactly what your mother had planned so please be mercilful on not just her body but her spirit. She is wonderful, beautiful, and strong. You're nestled under a warrior's heart." He pressed his forehead on your stomach "I can't guarantee we'll be a good family, but I swear..." he pulls out his wrist blades which scares you. He slides his hands cutting his palms, causing him to bleed then pressing his blood stained hand on you."I will be a better father than my own, we will be a strong and protected family"
"You-you're blood is very warm"
Ch'Kall gently pulled your head to his, pressing foreheads. "You warmer"
"Wh-what did you say to our child"
Our child, he likes the way you say that. Ours. Our home, our bed, and soon our family.
"I make vow to pup that I stay to protect and provide both you"
"That how we make promise for Yautja, deep promise"
8 months. 3 weeks left. Your stomach is massive now and is inconveniencing the hell out of you. You and Ch'Kall are in bed one night and you just stare out in the darkness.
"You awake" says Ch'Kall "Pup not let you sleep"
"Yes, she's moving around like she's struggling to get out of me now, that I'm just thinking about so much. Your helmet mask can see x rays, right? You let me wear it sometimes to let me see my own growth"
"Well, are you able to check if we're having a boy or a girl? It would just put my mind at ease if I knew, thats all"
"If you want son or daughter but no get, we can have more younglings"
You scoffed "Woah! No no way! I mean, at least not now. We're barely starting out and I just got used to the idea of having ONE child for now..."
"Just one for now" knowing him, he's going to try to find a way to give you another child. It will only be a matter of time. "I be thinking, I want to call son Kwei. But we get daughter, we call her Kweitiri"
"Kweitiri?" He fused the names Kwei and Neytiri. You repeated that name. "Kweitiri, Kweitiri, Kweitiri" it didn't sound half bad. You actually liked it. You smiled and looked at your stomach, noticing your baby had calmed down. I have a feeling you like it too.
"But no, I cannot check if male or female, not until youngling born"
"So we'll just wait and see huh?" Ch'Kall nods
The day finally came. Your water broke and your baby was coming. Days before this, Ch'Kall had gone out of his way to gather more food for you, he knows you won't be getting cravings anymore but you'll be bedridden for quite some time and he won't want to leave you alone.
Good thing it happened close by. Ch'Kall carried you in the den. He had done enough research on human anatomy and biology to understand what he needs to do. He lays you on the bed and puts your legs on his shoulders.
"Push out pup, I be here"
"Pup need to come out! You holding in!"
He's right. Due to your stress you're, in a way, keeping your baby in. Reality is really starting to set in. You're going to have your child now. You're going to be a mom, you're going to have to do a lot of work your own parents never put in for you.
"I'm not ready for this!" You cried "I can't be a parent! Why did you do this to me!"
Ch'Kall called out your name and held on to your hand. "I scared too, we all scared, I sorry. I keep saying sorry again even if you not forgive me. But you must push. I not leave you, do not let fear hold you back"
So you continued to push harder this time. You clenched onto his hand tight, one of the few rare times you ever managed to hurt him physically.
"I see head! Keep pushing. Breathe!"
You tried to steady your breathing, and kept on pushing. With one final push and an agonizing scream you collapsed. You passed out for what felt like mere seconds. The sound of a blade woke you up, then the sound of a baby cry sat you up.
There she was... the youngling you had been carrying for the past 9 months. That made you eat weird foods, had your emotions all over the place. Drenched in blood and other fluids. Wriggling around, not crying like how you know human babies cry, but a cry no less.
"Daughter. We have daughter!" He lifted her up with pride. Like a mandrill holding up a lion cub. "My pup, my Kweitiri"
"A girl" you spoke so exhausted "we have a girl"
Ch'Kall brought your newborn to you, he leaned you on him while he helped set your baby in your arms. She looked just like him.
You really looked at your daughter. You didn't didn't believe in love at first sight. You thought it sounded ridiculous anytime mothers would talk about it when they held their newborns for the first time. And you were partially right... maybe.
Im not exactly sure what I'm feeling right now. Not that immediate obsession. But I do feel like I should keep holding her, that things won't be as bad as I thought. Im not going to lie, she looks like a scarecrow made from a football covered in strawberry syrup. But I like it if that makes sense, or that's just the hormones talking. I feel proud that I managed to have her and survive. I feel like I can really do this.
You leaned into Ch'Kall's chest and began crying tears of joy. "We have a child. A daughter. Kweitiri" you eyes drifted to sleep "our beautiful baby girl"
A/N: THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR LOVE FOR PART 1!! I'm writing this right as I've finished part 3 and so thank you for your support, I look forward to keep writing these if you'll allow it!!! Official parts will be super long while I try to keep these intermission cuts really short.
