Pearl's Awakening (Devil's Iron MC #3) (19 page)

Taking the stairs two at a time, I find myself out of the hospital moments after leaving the nursery. Seeing Rebel with all those tubes attached to him has me on the fucking ledge. He is just so fucking small; and there were so many tubes sticking outta him. I don’t know how to be a father especially to that little guy who has had such a rough start to his life.How will he ever be able to survive being born almost two months early?

I will fucking kill that son of a bitch as soon as word on Pearl comes. Pulling my phone out, I dial Doc and his voice mail picks up on the first ring. The message I leave lets him know that he is on thin fucking ice and he better return the call soon. Hearing the bikes coming down the road I look up to see twenty or so brothers rolling up to the hospital. Walking over to them, I shake the fear from my thoughts and catch them up on what is going on.

Shadow is the first who steps up to me. “Doc let us know what was going on Prez. He’s meeting a few of the brothers and is going to take care of the issue. There was no talking him out of it, so we decided to try and send some brothers with him to help make sure he kept everything on the up and up. Sorry we didn’t wait for your word, Prez, but we were sure that you would be wrapped up with Pearl. How are she and the baby doing?”

“She is still in surgery and Rebel is upstairs. He is so fucking small, I don’t know what the fuck happened or what the fuck is going on, no one will fucking say anything until she is out of surgery.”

“Alright, come on let’s head back and we will put a plan together. You want some of us to take Ember and the kids back to Chicago?”

“Yes, they need to be somewhere familiar and safe. They can go to my house and have a couple guys sit on them until we have more details.”

Walking back through the doors of the hospital, I notice the stares from not only the people in the waiting room, but the hospital staff in general as twenty bikers come stomping through the doors. Won’t be able to keep this shit on the hush because these people are looking at us like we are fucking aliens, it will be all over the media soon. I need to get these guys situated and on shifts as soon as possible to lessen the attention given to us.

Reaching Ember, I scoop up the girls and hold them close for long moments trying to calm their flowing tears. “Hush now, girls. Your brother, Rebel, is doing good upstairs and you will be able to see him the next time you come to the hospital. Momma is in surgery and will be fine as soon as the doctors are done fixing her up. Don’t worry girls, Poppa Markus and Daddy Abraham won’t let anything happen. Hush now, Bull and Country are going to take you to the house, we will be there as soon as we can.”

Stroking their backs, I look up at Country and Bull. Nodding my head at them, they each take one of the girls from me. “Take them to my house with Ember and Vincent, grab a couple other brothers on your way out,” taking the keys to the truck out of my pocket, “take the truck, it has some car seats in it.” Looking to Ember I go on, “take care of our girls. We will be home as soon as we can, I will get word to you as soon as the doctors tell us what the fuck is happening.”

“Ok, Markus.” She whispers taking Vincent by the hand and striding out behind Country, Bull, and four of the other brothers.

Turning back around I see two tall men with white coats striding towards us. “Are you the immediate family?” I go to answer but all the brothers behind me answer in unison, “Yes,” turning to look at them, they all reassure me with nods and I step closer to the doctors, “Yes, and Abraham is up by the…”

“I’m here Markus, the nurse let me know that Pearl was out of surgery.” Looking toward the doctors he goes on, “Doctor what is going on with her? How is she doing?”

“Come with us guys,let’s go talk in the room around the corner.”

The walk down the hall is the longest of my life. As the door closes behind the last doctor and I look up into his eyes, my breath stops as he begins to tell us about Pearl.

Introducing themselves as Dr. Fox and Dr. Ragowski,they begin by telling us how Pearl is doing. How the accident caused labor to start, but her previous C-sections were too much on her body and they needed to go in and get the baby. While they were in there, Pearl had bleeding due to the placenta failing to separate from the tissues which were caused in part due to her previous C-sections. They had to perform an emergency full hysterectomy to stop the bleeding and save her life.

Dr. Fox goes on to let us know that Pearl will be in the hospital for about a week, as long as her healing goes well and everything looks good. Glancing towards Abraham, I only nod my head, taking a deep breath before returning my focus to the Doctors.

Dr. Ragowski starts to talk about Rebel, starting with his troubled beginning. When Pearl came into the hospital she had already started labor and there was nothing the Doctors could do to stop it. They were unsure how far along Pearl was and hoped that she was further along than she ended up being. When the Doctors noticed the C-section scars and saw a lot of blood coming from Pearl, they decided to go in and get the baby out, especially considering Pearl was unconscious.

When they opened Pearl up they noticed that the baby was not as big as they would have liked, but at least he weighed over four pounds. He will have to stay in the hospital a little longer than Pearl, if all goes well. Seeing that they now contacted Pearl’s Doctor and been able to look over her medical records, they think that Rebel was far enough along to be considered less of a risk in the long run.

“She was about thirty-two weeks, correct?” I ask. Nodding their heads, I go on, “Were Rebel’s lungs developed enough?”

“Yes, we were actually surprised at how well his lungs looked and sounded when we took a listen. We really took him to neo-natal to be observed and also because there was no one to take him while we were working on his momma. He should be coming down soon. Do you know if mom planned on breast feeding? We will need to rouse her and have the baby start feeding soon if that is the case.”

“Yes, she had done it with both of the girls, so she was planning on breast feeding Rebel as well.”

“Well, if you guys would like to go in and see her, we can take you back there, she has been in and out of consciousness since surgery. I will allow other visitors but only one or two at a time. Also, Rebel can stay in the room with momma, but I would prefer if one of you or someone else was in there with her too, helping out when the need arises.”

Waking up in a hospital room is something that has only happened to me a few times in life and each time, I have a new child. Looking around the room I notice a nurse over by the board and don’t see a baby.

“Excuse me,” gets out quietly.

The nurse turns towards me with a smile on her face. “You’re awake, welcome to the land of the living. I bet you would like some water and maybe some pain meds? Let me get you a water and then we will work on the rest.”

Leaving the room, she returns quickly with a white cup with a bendy straw in it. Trying to scoot up on the bed I feel a sharp pain and wince.

“Be careful Pearl, you just had major surgery. Here, push this little green button and you will get some relief. Have a drink of water and we will try to adjust your bed more to your liking.”

After taking a sip of water I thank the nurse and she comes around to help adjust the pillows and bed. “They will be bringing the baby down in a little bit and there are two very attractive men here, who have been impatiently waiting to see you. Whichever one is your brother please let me know.”

“My brother?”

“Yes, your fiancé and your brother are here. Two big bikers with lots of tattoos and who look menacing as all get up.”

“Markus and Abraham are here?”

Just then the door swings open and they step into my room with fear and concern in their eyes.

“Hello guys.”

“Pearl,” escapes both of their mouths as they stride across the room one ending up on each side of my bed,taking one of my hands in theirs.

I notice the Doctors checking the charts and then walking from the room with the nurse. Abraham is the first to lean into me and take my mouth with his. This kiss is not as all-consuming as our usual kisses. He is gentle and easy with me. Leaning into him, I try to deepen the kiss a little but he pulls back from me shaking his head.

“Little One, now is not the time or the place. You have just had major surgery and will need to heal. Not to mention our son is on his way down to meet his momma and eat. Something that we are really looking forward to watching.”

A smile spreads across my lips before I look to Markus and see the fear again. “Markus, what is it? Is there something wrong with Rebel?” Looking back to me, “Abraham, is Rebel okay?”

“He was fine when I was holding him up in the nursery a little while ago. He is a little small because he was so early, but the Doctors both said his lungs sounded good and that he could come stay with us in here when you woke up. The staff up in the nursery were very nice and told me that she would bring the baby down as soon as you were awake, so she should be here soon.”

Turning my head back to Markus, “Markus, what is it? Why do you look so scared?”

“Not scared Pearl, just concerned. Rebel is just so small, and we are the reason that this happened. It is our fucking fault that this shit happened to you. How can you be so open and caring with us still? Our fucking lives have brought nothing but pain and trouble to you.”

Trying to sit up and reach for Markus, forgetting the limits of my incision and surgery. Wincing as I lay back down, Markus quickly moves towards me.

“Sweetling, are you okay?”

“Yes, of course. It was only a C-section, I have had them before you know, and if you two have your way, it will not be the last time.” Laughing at myself I look up to see another wave of anguish cross over his face. “Markus? What is it?”

Shaking his head, he starts slowly, “Sweetling,” grabbing my hand in his he goes on, “they had to give you a hysterectomy when you started bleeding and they couldn’t control it. They said that it was due to the other C-sections and something going wrong with the placenta.”

I am sure that worry is easy to read on my face as I answer, “OK.”

Tugging on my hand Abraham gets my attention on the other side and says, “Girlie, you were going to die and they did what they needed to do to make sure that you stayed alive. You and Rebel are both here and will get stronger every day. When we are all at home together we will look back at this as a time of struggle, but we will get through it.”

“Yes, Abraham we will get through it. Together?”

“Of course together, Pearl. I told you I am not going anywhere and now that I have held our son, that promise was only made stronger.” Abraham answers before I look to Markus who is nodding his head in earnest.

“Together, Markus?”

“Yes, together. We told you that once we had you we would never give you up and that is still the truth. Don’t start doubting us now. I only have concerns about your health and the health of Rebel.We have no doubts about us, never about us.”

Hearing the door open I notice a cart being pushed in by a nurse. As she reaches into the basket I get a look at my son for the first time. Placing him in my arms I look into the face of an angel and quietly whisper “Rebel.” As he opens his eyes and looks towards me I see the brown depths as if I was looking into a mirror. The moment is quickly ended when he starts to scream and I am reminded that his need to eat is priority one at this stage. Undoing the straps on the robe I am wearing, I let it fall open and position the baby under my breast so that he can nurse. Both Markus and Abraham are entranced by the act of me feeding our son and I know then that our lives will never be the same and never be spent without each other.

10 weeks later

Pearl-

This will be the first night that we have all gone out since the accident and Rebel being born. I have been looking forward to this night for some time. I love my children, but I need some change of atmosphere, adult conversation, and a good thorough fucking to start with.

The doctor cleared me for sex this morning and I could not be happier. Abraham and Markus have refused to touch me since the accident, not even giving me the kisses or caresses that I long for. They are being their usually dominant selves and have decided that waiting for tonight will make the reward better. It is driving me crazy, having these two men around me for the past eight weeks and them treating me like some delicate thing.

When I approached them last week about having sex, they in turn looked at me as if I was some kind of fucking freak and shut me down quickly. Saying that the doctor hadn’t cleared me and our child still needed my full attention and devotion. I have been at the gym down the street for the last two weeks, without them knowing the extent of my workouts, they think that I have been lounging and hitting the pool. I just need some time to myself and this body started feeling like it was no longer my own. Ember being so near is awesome, literally right down the street; it is easy to have her come watch the kids while I run out.

I was released from the hospital about a week after the accident and Rebel was able to come home a week after that. By the time Rebel was released, Abraham and Markus had found a house in Chicago and moved all of us in so we could start our lives together. The house is huge and gorgeous; they did such a good job knowing exactly what kind of house we would need. It has a huge fenced in yard, five bedrooms plus an extra room that is being turned into a playroom for us, a sit-in kitchen and a finished basement with enough room for the kids to play.

Auntie Madge is actually coming down to watch the girls tonight for Abraham, Markus and I’s night out. It is a long drive for a babysitter, but we are going to hang out tomorrow and do a girls’ day, so it actually works out well. She will be here in about an hour so I need to get a move on.

Markus and Abraham are entertaining the kids while I get ready. The rain has limited the use of the new playground that the men put up just last weekend in the backyard. Instead, they were all playing in the basement when I started getting ready.

Showering, after taking a long hot bath, I make sure to groom myself well. Knowing that we are going to The Dungeon tonight and not knowing what my Master and Sir will have in store for me, has me on edge. Since that night last week when they shut me down, I have tried every night to get a rise out of them, with no luck.I am sure they have been keeping track and the scene tonight will have some reprimands in it for all that sass.

Stepping from the shower I am entranced by Abraham standing just inside the closed bathroom door. Taking the towel out of my hands, silently he starts to dry me off, which is something that has become a ritual for them since I have been back from the hospital.  One of the men is always here to help me when I get out of the shower: drying me off, putting lotion on me, drying my hair, and whatever else they see fit. It is one of the most amazing things that they could possibly do, and something that I cherish each and every time it happens.

Moving us to the attached bedroom after drying my body and hair, I find Markus waiting there. As Abraham kisses my head, he leaves the room after handing me off to Markus who has started to rub lotion all over my body, causing my already buzzing body to come nearer to the edge.

“Please, Markus, I can’t handle this. It is too much for you and Abraham to be so caring and handle me in such a way without giving me what I need.”

Hearing his first and only word I know what is meant by it immediately.

“Need?” he says as he continues to rub the lotion into my skin. Not making eye contact or speaking any more as he finishes, he gestures to a wrapped box next to the bed. Going over to it I unwrap it and am taken aback by what I find. A matching corset and panties, thigh highs stockings, and a flowing patterned knee length spaghetti strap summer dress. Glancing back towards Markus, I find that he has left me alone in the room to get ready.

Dressing as quickly as I can I head back into the bathroom to do my hair and apply some light makeup. Glancing towards the clock I note that Madge will be here in ten minutes and we should be leaving shortly after that.  Finishing up, I clean up and head towards the voices of the children and the men that I love.

Walking into the living room, I find Madge is already here,I walk over to hug her. Markus and Abraham are both dressed and ready to go as well, as they stride back into the room with trays of snacks for the kids. Moving towards me each man takes a turn complimenting me and kissing me passionately, driving me again to the edge.

“Come, Sweetling, let’s go. We need to stop at the clubhouse before we get to the restaurant, somethings need to get sorted.”

Kneeling down, I give Iris and Rose kisses and hugs before walking to Rebel’s bassinet.  Leaning over, gently kissing him on the head, I then walk out the back door after Markus and Abraham.

Driving to the clubhouse takes about a half hour from our new house and as we pull up, the sun has just started to set. The clubhouse looks like there is a party in full swing and I am startled that they are bringing me here for our first night together since the baby. As we walk in, however, I understand exactly why we are here.

The men have decided that it is time to put ink onto not only my flesh, but to paper as well. Laid out before us, I find not only Gun and a mock tattoo station set up, but Preach as well, with a shit eating, I told you so, grin on his face. Each man in turn walks up to me hugging me and telling me how happy they are to be here to commemorate this day.

Looking towards Markus and Abraham they step closer reaching for my hands, and move us closer to Gun.

Markus speaks first, “Pearl, it is time that we got our ink on you. We have waited and we will not wait any longer, so sit down and bare that gorgeous back of yours to us.”

They help me into the chair, have me straddling it, as I pull the straps of my dress over my shoulders in turn, leaning forward I hug my arms around the seat.

Gun and the men talk for a few seconds before a pattern is put on the skin in between my shoulder blades and the needle starts buzzing. Grinding my teeth together through the beginning of the tattoo, I find a quiet place in my head as the buzzing continues and I am zoned out until it stops a while later.

Getting up with help from Markus and Abraham, I look over to Gun who has his phone out and shows me the picture he has just took of the new ink on my back. The beautiful tat incorporates both Markus and Abraham’s names under a property of banner and some beautiful ribbons and flourishes. The smile that spreads on my face let’s not only Gun, but Markus and Abraham know as well, that this is something that I am very happy and proud of. Gun bandages the tattoo quickly and I adjust the dress again as I am led towards Preach.

Abraham is now the one talking and not a soul in this place speaks as soon as he begins. “We have brought Pearl here tonight to not only get our ink onto her, but put ink to paper as well. Preach has agreed to perform the ceremony and you will all be here as our witnesses.” Turning to me he goes on, “Pearl, here in front of the brothers we will exchange our vows and make this shit legal. Now.”

Turning from Abraham to Markus I am surprised and shocked to see him stepping off to the side as Abraham comes to stand beside me. Pulling me into him he goes on, “We have decided that I will be your legal husband, Pearl. Know that in our eyes, or the eyes of anyone who knows us however, there is no distinction between Markus and I, he is just as much your husband as I am about to be.”

Nodding my head, we turn towards Preach who steps forward with a book in his hand. Only then Markus returns to us and takes his place at my other side. Running quickly through the vows, Preach touches all the high points before telling me to kiss my husbands, which I have been longing to do and find no problem with whatsoever. Cheers come from all the brothers as the men take turns kisses me deeply.

Looking through the crowd, I see Ember resting with her back on the bar. My smile grows seeing that she and Doc are next to each other, and cannot stop from touching each other. Theirs has been as rough a road as any could be, but they seem to be finding a way to make it work. Waving towards them, I hope that I will get to speak with them before this night is over.

Turning back towards my men, I hear Markus shout out over the crowd. “Let’s get this shit started brothers. It has been a long road, but things are finally on the up and up. Abraham and I have inked our old lady and tied her down to us forever it’s time to fucking party.”

THE END

-Until we meet again-