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3.14 Taking a Break

After I said goodbye to Tulip and Finch my mother pulled me aside.

“Jo, why don’t you go out somewhere and relax we can look after the kids tonight,” Eliya said.

“Really mum?” I glanced at my father. Did they know what usually happened whenever I managed a moment away from my kids? The idea made me a little uncomfortable.

“Of course, it will give us a chance to spend some more time with them” she insisted “we’ll be leaving in the morning, we need to make sure Emmett hasn’t burnt down the house yet”

*****

When I finally reached it I was glad that I had remembered to bring along my swimming costume as one of the bars was in the pool. I looked around the area to see if anyone was about. Lets face it, Tulip and Finch had moved out and Novus would not be far behind them and in the morning Prim, Moon and Bracken would be celebrating their birthdays – I needed a man.

The most likely looking candidate was at the pool bar so I went over to introduce myself and order a drink. He introduced himself as Leo and when we had both finished our drinks he took my hand and led me over to the side of the pool.

“I thought the spa may be more fun.” he said, “care to join me?”

“Sure” I answered.

He leaned back and closed his eyes while he waited for me to get in. I glanced around, decided I was brave enough and after a brief struggle with my clothing joined Leo in the spa.

 Leo didn’t seem at all put off by my sudden nakedness and put his arm around my shoulders.

We stayed in the spa for a while getting to know each other.

After a while I got impatient with the delays dragged Leo out of the spa and kissed him, it was always dangerous getting to know my children’s potential fathers and this time I didn’t want to allow myself time to get attached.

 

*****

It was time for the triplets birthday. My parents stayed and help me out with the birthdays.

My mother Eliya brought Primrose to her cake, while I took care of Bracken and Moonbeam.

      Bracken received the Proper trait.

Primrose received the Mooch trait.

Moonbeam received the Excitable trait.

After birthdays were complete I decided to get the kids out of the out of the house and go down near the water to eat lunch.

I made hotdogs for everyone and all of the kids seemed to enjoy them.

 

After a couple of hours we all headed home, mostly tired but happy. Moonbeam seems to have an almost boundless energy and spent the afternoon pretending to be our Queen.

   

Because everyone was exhausted and didn’t really feel like cooking something for elaborate for dinner I once again made hotdogs.

I accidentally dropped one, hopefully no-one noticed .

I served the hot dogs to the kids out by the pool. Moonbeam seemed to have been the only one who had noticed my little accident but she didn’t tell her siblings.

Novus decided to spend some time in the pool afterwards. He stayed in far longer than was wise. It was still spring and sometimes the evenings would get cold, far to cold for Novus to stay outside in the pool.

A little while later I realised that Novus had not come back inside and went out to find him. After a quick search I found him half-frozen just outside the pool and after locating my hairdryer tried to thaw him out.

Hopefully he has learnt his lesson and won’t stay out for quite so long again.

*****

A/N: Please ignore the fact that Leo only has tattoos while he is in the spa. I didn’t notice the error until I was well past this part of the story. 😛

              

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3.13 The First to Go

I hadn’t seen my parents since I had moved into town to start my unusually large family and I think that they were just as excited as I was to be present for the children’s birthdays.

   

While I was busy getting everything ready for Novus’ and the twins birthdays, my parents were busy introducing themselves to their grandchildren. They had spoken to the older kids on the phone occasionally but this was the first time they had been able to visit. Ruby introduced herself in an unusual manner but my father rather enjoyed her method.

“We have the same colour hair!” Ruby said excitedly to her grandfather.

“I can see that” he told her, “you also have your grandmother’s eyes”

“Really?” Ruby asked, “I thought they were the same as mummy’s”

“They are. Where do you think you mother got them from?”

Mum had a special present for Tulip. Fairy Dust that she had collected herself and thought that Tulip might like.

Novus was the first to age up with his grandparents enthusiastically cheering him on.

He received the Coward trait. I was suddenly glad that other than Novus himself, I only one werewolf  in the household.

And then it was time for the birthdays I had been dreading. Since the moment they had been born.

Finch and Tulip’s…..

 

Tulip aged up into a beautiful young woman receiving the Party Animal trait as her final trait. When she graduates she plans on becoming a Cat Herder.

While Finch suddenly reminded me  a lot of his father. Finch aged up with a new appreciation of cold weather trait and a wish for winter to arrive soon. He wants to be a Scientific Specialist.

As we waited until it was time for Tulip and Finch to graduate, my parents soon found the toddler’s in the nursery. Marshall decided to terrify Moonbeam with his version of the claw.

The older children found other things for themselves do, although Maple didn’t appear to be happy finishing her homework.

After Eliya had finally managed to pry Moonbeam out of my father’s arms she decided to help out and started to teach her to talk, having trained both her own six children as well as several of her younger siblings she was  practised at teaching children the skills they would need.

I finally had a chance to spend time with Bracken and she was soon on his way to talking.

Last to finish all of her toddler training was Moonbeam which I completed just before both I and my daughter went to bed for the night.

The next morning following a rush on the bathrooms as everyone tried to get ready – we all attended Finch and Tulip’s graduation.

It was amazing, I couldn’t believe that the two of the them were all grown up and I was dreading what I knew came next.

When we made home the twins prepared to move out and when they were ready came to find me.

“I can’t believe your leaving. I’m not ready!” I told them.

“You’re not going to cry are you?” Finch asked.

“No, of course not!” I lied.

Tulip leaned over and hugged me, “Liar”, she said softly. “We’ll see you soon. Promise.”

“I’ll miss you” I told them as they left.

*****

Finch and Tulip’s Leaving Home Portrait.

A/N: Like the last generation, all of the children are available for download. Tulip and Finch have been uploaded and are available here.

                                                                     

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3.1 Destiny Awaits

I was seventeen when it started, although, to hear my mother tell it the signs had been there before I had even been born. My first indication of the change of direction my life was about to take had been my wings. I wasn’t the first to notice the change, my mother had become increasingly jumpy around me the older I had become and more recently I had caught her staring a number of times, mostly at my wings, but at other times just at me.

It had taken them over a year to fade. First the colour had started to leach out until they became pure white. It wasn’t the greatest of changes, my wings like those of my siblings had only ever been a pale yellow but the change had worried me. Especially since my mother’s were still the same yellow they had always been.

The next stage had been what had really worried me, ever so slowly my wings shrunk until they were no more than a tiny set upon my back, a far cry from what they had once been. And finally there was the morning I woke up to discover that they were gone. With no sign that they had ever been there. I was human. One hundred per cent human and that terrified me.

Don’t get me wrong here, I like humans. My father is human. So is my sister Erin but I was supposed to be a fae, like my mother and my other four siblings. The loss of both my wings and my fae abilities was not something that was supposed to happen. But it had. 

The day after my nineteenth birthday my grandmother arrived and while I was usually thrilled to see her this time I wanted nothing more than to curl up into my room and cry.

“Jo, honey, your grandma would like to talk to you.”

“Go away!” I screamed at them both, before turning to face the wall.

They didn’t listen,  I could still here them talking softly just inside the doorway.

“This would have been easier if she had been given some warning” Lucia commented to my mother.

When most people think of grandmother’s most people would think elderly. This was not the case with my mother’s mother. Grandma Lucia didn’t look any older than my own mother which when I consider that my mother was fae and my grandmother was not, it made me wonder just how she did it.

“What exactly was I supposed to say, mum?” my mother snapped, “I was going to tell her but she just always seemed too young”

“Eliya?”

“and just how much warning did you get mum?”

“None, but I didn’t have to deal with the other side effects that Joanne seems to be experiencing, either”

“So, you think that the loss of her wings is a side effect?”

I felt the bed dip slightly when my grandmother sat down on the bed without saying a word hesitantly reaching over to lay a hand on my shoulder.

“I think that our shared destiny requires us to be human. Which, was fine for me – I was already human.” Lucia finally answered, “In Joanne, I think it’s suppressing her fae heritage in favour of her human one.”

The words ‘shared destiny’ caught my attention. I had some idea of the what the word destiny meant to my grandmother. I didn’t know all the details just that she believed it was the result of some long-lost curse. Whenever I had visited my grandparents they had never shied away from the topic and if I had asked questions they had always answered them for me. I had never realised that it would someday also affect me, if I had I would have paid more attention. My Aunt Belinde had always thought it a little strange because when she had asked her parents the same questions they had answered but never in as much detail as when I asked.  Now I knew why.

“Will they ever come back?” I whispered, at that moment willing to do anything to make myself feel whole again.

“I’m sorry, Joanne”, she told me honestly. “I don’t know”

“but they might?” I asked as I sat up on the bed and turned to face her. I was desperate for some kind of reassurance. “My wings could come back?”

“Maybe” she said simply, her hand reaching up to touch my cheek. “It could happen”

***

A/N: If you are new to this challenge it might be helpful to take  look at the Young Babies Heirs Page for the backstory on previous heirs. 😀

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A New Heir

It was only one year after I was married that my heir was born. Not my one hundredth child but my heir. My true heir. I had been waiting to see if this child was the one since the moment that my daughter had announced that she was pregnant but it had been impossible to tell until the baby had arrived. I had known that Eliya had been was going to be the parent for most of her life if I was being honest about it. She had always given me the same feeling that my father had when I was in his presence. I had managed to ignore it for most of Eliya’s life. What good would it have been to tell her, I had been afraid of the damage the knowledge would cause my growing daughter and with the childhood’s of my children fleeting at best, it had seemed best not to say anything. In the end she had known without me ever having to tell her.

*****

“I’m different, aren’t I”, Eliya had asked. She and Mika were due to leave in a couple of hour and Eliya and I had finally found a quiet moment to talk.

“How did…”

“Mum, please. Just tell me. I think I’m old enough to know” she insisted.

I hesitated, really didn’t want to tell her but she did deserve to know. “Yes”, I finally answered.

“Why me?”

“Why you? Why me? Why your grandfather? I don’t know? It’s really all the same question and I’ve never had an answer but I’ve always suspected it has something to do with your father both he and my grandfather had similar origins. Not that I know much about your father.” I explained, remembering a time when my own father had explained my grandfather’s background to myself and my siblings. “Grandma was never above manipulating a situation.”

“So it’s going to one of my daughter’s”, she had asked, concerned.

“I believe so, but I can’t be sure for all I know it could pass to a son.”  I explained. “I’m sorry Eliya, there is so much I just don’t know”

“What do  I have to do?”

“Nothing.”

“Sorry?”

“Eliya, you just need to be yourself. Live your life. Date. Get married or don’t. It’s up to you, Eliya. Your life. Your rules!”

“But Grandpa…”

“…had an accident” I said, instantly seeing her worry. “A tragic accident, yes, but still only an accident. Nothing more. My Grandmother’s parents lived a long, happy and healthy life. You are not destined to live my father’s life or to die like he did.”

I think she had felt better after that, at least she never let me see her worry. I couldn’t blame her, it wasn’t like I would want to wish my fate on any of my family. Not that it had been all bad, I loved my children. Every single one of them, admittedly I was closer to some of my children more than others but I had never regretted the birth of any of them. I also had an enormous amount to be grateful for and there were people now in my life that where there because of my destiny.

*****

Eliya and Mika had decided to attend university together and it was there that Eliya had met her future husband. I had been happy for her and at the same time I was worried. Eliya had grown up around my craziness, her new husband  hadn’t and his reaction when he found out that my daughter had dragged him into the family drama worried me.

I hesitated on the steps suddenly nervous.

“Are you okay?’ Dale asked.

“Mhmm”, I murmured. “How does one say ‘You’re child could be the one that has to bear One Hundred Children”?

“You’re asking me?”

“No, not really” I admitted, “I’m just…nervous. My mother threw a vase at Grandma’s head and banned her from the house when she found out”.

“Really?” he laughed, “I would have loved to have seen that!”

I looked up as the front door to the home opened and the next moment my daughter was in my arms.

“Mum!”, Eliya said, hugging me. The swell of her belly telling me why the invitation to visit had come now and immediately stole my attention away from my daughter.

“It’s a girl”, I said, my hand dropping to her stomach. I had no idea how I knew that but I was sure. I was also sure that the baby she carried was my heir. I dragged my attention back to my daughter. “I’ve missed you!” I told her, “the house has been so quiet since you and Mika moved out”

“That doesn’t surprise me” she laughed, hugging me back before pulling away and turning to hug her step-father.

“Hey, Eliya” Dale said hugging my daughter, “We’ve both missed you!”

“I’ve missed you too, Dad!” I watched them as Dale’s face lit up when she called him Dad, something that she didn’t always do.

“You have to promise me that you’re not going to freak-out” Eliya said, all of her attention was still focussed on her step-father.

“Why would we ‘freak-out’ “, I asked.

“Not you mum.” Eliya said, not taking her eyes of Dale.

“Why would-”

“It’s not like Marshall and I planned it and I don’t look like Mum, at all” Eliya interrupted, looking towards me. “It’s only when I was certain that I loved him that I even explained about mum. he knew I had a large family. I just never said how large” she said, glancing at Dale.

“Marshall?” I asked, suddenly knowing what had her worried. “You mean..?”

“Yeah..”, Eliya nodded.

“It might be easier if you just told me rather than making me guess” Dale finally said.

“Right” I said nervously. “Marshall is…” I stopped explaining when Marshall himself stepped out onto the porch drawing the attention of all three of us.

After a slight pause Dale was the first to speak. “Okay, I’m almost certain I don’t need that explanation any more.”  Dale said bluntly.

“You don’t?” Marshall asked.

“Really? I said, at almost the same time.

“Luc, we saw Paitar and the girls just last week and not one of them look anything like their mother but they do look an awful lot like Marshall. Especially Paitar.”

“Mahira…”

“… has your eye and hair colour but not much else” he interrupted laughing, taking hold of my hand and squeezing it.

“Everytime” I said , leaning up to kiss my husband.

Dale smiled at me before turning his attention to Eliya. “I hear you are making dinner for us!”

“Yeah, why?” Eliya answered, warily.

“When did you learn how to cook?” he teased, putting his arm around her and turning her towards the  house.

“I could always cook!”, she protested.

“That’s not how I remember it.”

The two of them continued to bicker as they made their way into the house.

“Everytime” I repeated as the door closed behind them, finally turning my attention to my daughter’s husband. “Hey Marshall”

“Hey Lucia” Marshall greeted me before asking. “Everytime?”

“Dale always manages to surprise me. Every single time”, I replied. Our attention was suddenly drawn to the house when we were interrupted by a shout from Eliya.

“MUM! MARSHALL!!!”

It was time…

*****

And here she is the heir for Generation 3: Joanne Gamble Young.

A/N: Joanne and all of her younger siblings were born in Story Progression. I didn’t deliberately match her parents together but after they had three children without any assistance from me I decided to let the relationship stay together rather than ignore that it ever happened. The babies were just too adorable.

I kind of like it. Lucia was born after I chose her father for my wishacy heir and he chose his own partner, so to me Eliya choosing her own partner felt like the right thing to do.  I will most likely show some pics of Eliya and Marshall and their little family as I get ready to start Joanne’s generation. 😀

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Fix Me

Crux’s idea of fixing me involved dragging me home with him and badgering me with his thoughts. It’s not like I had much defence against this method because I didn’t need to say anything and while I wanted to simply NOT think, it just wasn’t possible.

Of course, while he had previously always given me time to vocalise whatever was going through my head he now didn’t bother and I answered him unwillingly in my head As such he knew exactly what I was thinking without me having to  even utter a sound. He knew when it was time to distract me and when it was time to back-off and just leave me to wallow. I found the entire experience calming and not as intrusive as I had originally thought it would be. I also found myself accepting and coming to terms with Crux’s differences. Something I had never fully grasped when he was in the house.

I ended up staying at Crux’s dorm and as such ended up meeting most of his friends. He even dragged my along when he went to class. He was studying for an art degree, the one that I would have taken if I had ever had the time to go to university. While I still really didn’t want to be there the subject matter was something I was interested in. Slowly, I began to take an interest in what was being discussed.

Crux didn’t hide the fact that he had a gigantic crush on one of the girls in his Dorm and spent the time that he wasn’t talking my ear off trying to get her to go out with him.  Allie seemed immune to his charm. While I felt sorry for him, I was also amused that everything he tried wasn’t working and I had to smile as I watched his every attempt fail. I was pleased to notice that he wasn’t using any of his alien powers on her.

I thought that the ability to read her thoughts would make it easy for him, but that was apparently not the case. She rebuffed his effort to form any sort of bond with her. He even asked me what he was doing wrong. I really couldn’t help much. I would have given up long since, I was never looking for a long-term commitment and as such had never pursued anyone with the intent of actually keeping them.

It took him quite a while to get a date with Allie  and unfortunately for me it came with strings. I’d been reading when the two of them had come inside from their latest argument.

“I need a favour” Crux asked, after Allie had made her way upstairs.

“No”, I answered, once again not bothering to verbalise my answer.

“Ma! She agreed to go bowling with me if it was as part of a group” he told me.

“I’m not sure what you think I can do to help” I continued, I knew he could tell I was wavering.

“Please! I want you to be part of the group and I was also going to invite one of my other friends?”

“You mean like a Double Date?” I asked, “Crux, I can’t do that!”

“Why not? You’re going to have to find another guy soon, yes?”

“Oh, great! Now I have my grandson setting me up!” I replied.

“Please, I need help?”

“Just who am I supposed to be going with”

“Just a friend of mine”

“Crux?”

“He’s a professor here at the University”

“……”

“It’s just bowling Ma, it’ll be fine.”

“Crux”, I warned.

“I’ll introduce him to you tomorrow”, he told me, giving me a kiss on the cheek before making his escape upstairs.

“Thanks Ma!”

“Crux, I don’t remember saying yes” I yelled up the stairs as he disappeared.

—————

The following morning I took the opportunity to escape the dorm room, I knew Crux would know where I was going. I had promised I would attend class with him later in the afternoon but I needed a moment to myself.

I spent the morning enjoying the sunshine and sketching pictures of the Campus below.

Later when I had met back up with Crux, we ended up drawing again. I had no complaints as it was an activity that I had always enjoyed, although recently I’d had less opportunity to indulge in it.

“How did you get Grandpa to fall in love with you?”, Crux asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the rest of the class.

“I have no idea, you would have to ask him that.”,  I told him honestly, “I’m amazed he puts up with my drama, but you might like to try just being friends with Allie first”

“Really, do you think that would work?”, he asked.

“I’m fairly sure it’s what worked on me”, I confessed.

————–

It was the following evening when I was finally persuaded to go bowling with Allie, Crux and Crux’s Professor. We had met earlier that day and even I would admit that he was cute. His name was Marshall Gamble and told me that he was amazed with Crux’s persuasive abilities. I wasn’t and Crux spent the rest of the afternoon convincing me that this outing was a good idea. He talked, countering every objection I had before I had even thought one through. In the end I gave in. At least it was an excuse to get out of the dorm, it was all starting to feel a little cramped. I was sure it was nearly time for me to go home.

Allie and Crux seemed to be getting along well. He had decided to take my advice to try just being friends with Allie before pursuing anything more.

Marshall was nice and we got along well.

He was nice enough not to laugh when I showed just how little bowling I had done in the past and was the one who suggested we all play pool instead.

I’ll admit it was an activity that I had far more experience with even if the pool table at home saw little use.

We played for hours and I realised that I really did like Allie and hoped that she and Crux remained at least friends for the foreseeable future. I also liked Marshall but this was not the time to ask him to help me out.

“Don’t say anything” I warned Crux, as he smirked knowingly at me. “I don’t want to hear it”

“Told you so”, he whispered quietly as he walked behind me preparing to take his shot. I glared at him in response.

—————

The following day I decided that it was time for me to go home. While I had enjoyed my much-needed break with Crux, I missed my family at home and I missed Dale. There was just one thing I needed to take care of first and as much as I didn’t want to admit it I needed to find another man to father my next children.

I finally found Marshall in his classroom.

“Hi”

“Hi” I answered, standing awkwardly in the doorway.

“I had a great time last night” he told me, finally breaking the silence.

“Me too, it was fun” I answered, “So I was wondering if Crux has told you anything about me at all”

“Crux, your grandson you mean?” he smiled, ” I believe he told me quite a bit”

“He did?

“He did”

“So if I asked if you would mind helping me out, you would know what I meant?”

“I believe so, yes”

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