From: lari@netcom.com (Lari Howard)
Newsgroups: alt.romance.chat
Subject: The three (or more) of us... [CASTLE]
Date: 28 Jul 92 21:28:55 GMT
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Jame> 	"Bless the both of you, it is so good to be out of the cave.",
Jame> Morgana said, walking around the bulk of the tree gingerly.   

Jame> 	When Jame looked towards Morgana he noticed several things,
Jame> one very obvious one was the fact that he could discern a glow
Jame> around  and within her that was less a product of the Land but
Jame> of herself.  He smiled gently and carefully embraced her.      

Jame> 	"Welcome back, dear friend" he breathed as Trog hugged her.  

	Morgana grinned broadly then gasped as Trog hugged her
tightly.  "Be careful!"

	"Morgana, you seemed to have put on a bit of weight" Trog
observed as he snuggled against her.  Then he felt something nudge him
from under her cloak.

	Jame laughed at the confused expression on Trog's face.  "I
don't think she's exactly alone under there."

	Trog looked even more horror-struck at the thought.

	"No, no!" Morgana gasped as she laughed hysterically.  But the
whole situation just struck her as much too silly and she was soon
struggling for breath as she watched Trog try to work things out.
Jame helped her over to a comfy rock as they both laughed while Trog
sputtered and kept trying to peak inside her cloak.

	Elerin and Cephian just stood by thinking that these creatures
were much too strange by far.  They decided that they'd go off to find
their first good meal in days and then have a nice long run.  From the
suddenly startled look on Morgana's face it didn't look like they
would be needed for a while.  Morgana wouldn't be going anywhere!

	Morgana clutched at Jame's hand and smiled gently into his
eyes.  "It appears that the two of you arrived just in time!  Trog,
I... oh dear, this isn't at all the way I pictured doing this... It
would be easier to tell Alarian... But I know that you're Alarian as
well - it's just that sometimes it's a Bit CONFUSING!!"

	Trog quickly backed off.  Her sudden yell startled both him
and the Wylde Magic and suddenly a shower of swede fell around him.
"Morgana, I really don't see why you have to holler at me" he grumped.
He was glad the swede was there - he always was hungry when he was
confused. 

	Morgana smiled.  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bellow like
that.  I was just suddenly very uncomfortable.  You see, Jame's right.
I'm not alone in here.  I was on my way to find you to tell you that
we're... um... that Alarian and I... Oh!  I'm having a baby!  And it
appears that I'm going to have it Very soon!!!"

	For lack of anything better to do, Trog's knees decided to
buckle and he landed uncomfortably on some of the swede.  "I... You...
We... Baby?... But..." and he grabbed another swede and shoved it into
his mouth to keep from sputtering even more.

	"That's why I couldn't get myself out of the cave.  Since
using the magic always affects me strongly physically, I have no idea
what it might do to the child.  Had I been stranded much longer I would
have tried it to save us all.  But I'm glad you appeared in time."

	"Yes, well, we almost didn't" Trog admitted. "There was this
Very Lovely Lady - who turned out to be the Elf Queen and she..." He
glanced up and saw the look on Jame's face.  "Well, I guess it's not
important.  Still it might have been interesting.  But we're here now.
Would you care for a swede m'dear?"

	"After all these months of craving them?  It'll be just the
thing" Morgana smiled as she took the peace offering.  She looked at
her two friends.  She had missed them terribly over the last months.
As she held on to Jame's hand she could feel some of what he had
encountered since their last meeting.  It felt so long ago.  She
looked into Trog's eyes and could see Alarian within and felt her love
for them both swell within her.  She smiled at the thought - her love
hadn't been doing the only swelling!  She felt as big as a house!

	Jame could feel her hand tighten again.  "Perhaps we had
better make you a bit more comfortable?  I'm sure you're very happy to
get out of the cave, but we really must get into shelter before this
new storm strikes - and before things progress much further for you as
well!"

	She sighed at the thought of going back into the cave, but
there was no help for it.  She worked at getting to her feet.  Trog
bounced up and between he and Jame they managed to get her launched.

	They squeezed Morgana back into the cave and Jame laughed.
"You do seem to have built yourself quite a nice nest" he said looking
around in the dim firelight.  He could see that she had fashioned
quite a comfy bed out of a couple quilts and much of her clothes that
she had brought along.

	Morgana blushed.  "Well, I had nothing to do while I waited.
And I really wasn't sure you'd get here in time.  And well, I... Just
Felt like it!"

	They helped her to her bed and Trog began to pace as he
nibbled on the swede he had brought along.  The storm thundered
overhead and the horses stuck their heads in to check on everyone.
Elerin told Cephian that perhaps they had better stay out of the way,
and they went off to find their own shelter.  Jame found that Morgana
had been whitling away at the tree and had a nice pile of wood and fed
the fire.  


Morgana
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