Someone needs an heir!!!

Okay, this one is a decent size.....thanks to the reviews, they make me happy like chocolate does....on everthing...except cherries, i hate cherries, oh and bananas, i hate them too....

Again, i don't own SHIT....which reminds me...i saw a person wearing a shirt that said...IF YOU AINT REDNECK, YOU AINT SHEET, and it had a picture of the confederate flag..... why i brought that up? BECAUSE the conferdate flag was a flag made to unite the southern states and KEEP SLAVERY IN THE USA....what ignorant fuckers...florida is weird like that...anywho...on to the story...


PLEASE REVIEW WITH RESPONSES TO MY PLEA AT THE END!!




After nursing Alexander back to health Hephaistion took the role as the receiver not giver. Alexander spent the last month in Hephaistion’s pregnancy pampering him beyond belief. He would wake him in the mornings with gentle kisses everywhere and breakfast in bed, he would soothe out all the aches in his body with his touches. He would marvel in awe and the life ready to come out of his beloved. And in the shadows, Bagaos was watching with jealous eyes. The affections of Alexander were all to be devoted to him, not some freak Macedonian. He was trained in the art of pleasuring, this was his life, he mastered
it!

Hephaistion was about to enter the bath that Olympias prepared for him when suddenly he felt wet. Followed by the dampness was immense pain. He fell to his knees and clutched his belly in pain.

“Oh gods,” he managed to yell.

Alexander quickly entered the bathroom when he heard Hephaistion’s cries of agony and was at his side in an instance.

“Love, you okay,” he questioned with concern.

“Of course I am not okay idiot,” Hephaistion retorted.

Alexander ignored the last remark, “What’s happening,” he questioned.

“Oh gods I don’t know, go get your mother, go get my doctor, GO GET SOMEONE,” he yelled.

Alexander quickly left the room and ran with lightening speed to his mother’s room.

“Mother!”

Olympias entered her room from the balcony, “what is it my son,” she questioned.

“Hephaistion…” Alexander managed to say.

Olympias nodded her head in acknowledgement and ran to Hephaistion with Alexander.


Olympias found Hephaistion sprawled out on the bathroom floor crying in pain.

“Alexander, go drain the water from the tub and place him in there, I’ll go get the needed supplies.”

“What, what is happening to him mother,” he questioned.

“Hephaistion is going into labor,” he said with a smile on her face and left the room.

Alexander quickly drained the water from the tub, brought pillow for his love’s back and placed Hephaistion into the tub.

“Oh gods, why does it hurt so,” he questioned aloud.

Alexander sat next to his love and placed the hair sticking to Hephaistion’s face away from his eyes. He tried to calm Hephaistion down with past memories or of future memories that were to be made, but Hephaistion didn’t want to hear anything. He was in pain.

Olympias finally came back with some wet towels, a sharp knife, and a basket to place the newborn child.

“What now mother,” Alexander questioned, ready to do anything.

“We wait Alexander,” she said as she drew closer to Hephaistion and placed his legs up on the sides of the tub and inspected the hole slowly growing to birth the child, “Once this hole is big enough, Hephaistion can birth the child.”

Hephaistion moaned in pain in the background.

“How long will that take,” he questioned his mother.

“Hours, maybe even a day or two,” she replied calmly.

“What,” Hephaistion yelled in response, “No! No! Take him out! Take him out, I can’t take it anymore,” he said while crying.

Olympias placed a soothing hand to Hephaistion’s forehead, “Shh, everything will be alright. Be patient, be calm, ssh.”

“Go ssh yourself, “ he replied bitterly.

Olympias laughed in response, “Oh, I remember, I was the same way.”


Hours passed and Olympias came and went, checked on Hephaistion and his progress. Around when the moon was high in the sky, Olympias came to check on Hephaistion once more, this time he was ready.


“Alexander,” she yelled, waking him in the process.

Alexander groggily woke up and was at her side.
“Get in the tub with Hephaistion, sit behind him,” she commanded.

Alexander did as he was told.

“Now Hephaistion, listen to me,” she said with eyes wide open, “When I say push you push, when I say breathe, you inhale deeply, and exhale slowly through your mouth. In through your nose out through your mouth, understand?”

Hephaistion’s eyes squinted in pain and nodded in agreement.

Olympias positioned herself in front of Hephaistion’s hole, “Okay, push!”

Hephaistion pushed with all his might.

“Breathe. Exhale. Push.” Olympias commanded.

Finally what seemed after hours, Olympias held her grandchild in her arms.

“Alexander, come here, cut the tube,” she said.

Alexander carefully laid Hephaistion back down onto the pillow and cut the tube.

Hephaistion passed out from exhaustion and Alexander and Olympias stared in awe at the child before them wailing in distress. Olympias cleaned off the baby, wrapped him in blankets and gave him to his son.

Alexander cooed in delight at his child.

“What will you name him?”

Alexander looked at Hephaistion and then at the baby, “He will be named….”


TBC!! HELP I NEED NAMES!!! I am totally clueless on what
to name the baby, aaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!