That Butler, A Father

Chapter 1: His Child, Arriving

January awoke in the early hours of the morning, another sharp pain travelling across her swollen stomach like a bolt of lightning. She sat up in her bed, one hand placed gently upon her stomach, and the other travelling over to the empty side of the bed. A sigh escaped her lips when her hand did not reach her husband, whom was still away with his master on a dark case that the Queen had secretly ordered to him.

Another pain shot through her and she moaned lowly, her mind finally registering that she was going into labour, and the pain was only going to get worse from here.

"Of course, it had to be whilst he was away…" January muttered as she slowly got up out of her bed, and walking slowly to the corridor that connected their rooms to the other servants. Gritting her teeth, she leaned into the door frame as another pain hit her, the intensity making her breathing shallow and quick. Then, as soon as it passed, she hurried to Mey-Rin's room and started knocking on the door. Seconds passed, and the shuffling of bed sheets could be heard inside. Mey-Rin opened the door, her glasses perched on top of her head.

"January? Are you okay?" She asked quietly, concern evident in her brown eyes. January's face contorted with pain as yet another stabbing pain travelled across her stomach, and she muttered a low "The baby's coming," through gritted teeth. Mey-Rin's eyes widened, before nodding in understanding and rushing away to fetch the necessary items. January waddled back to her bed, propping her pillows up against the bed frame before climbing back into bed and throwing her head back against the bed frame as a stronger pain hit her with immense force.

Mey-Rin scurried into the room, placing a bowl of hot water on the nightstand and a collection of towels at the end of the bed at January's feet.

"I'll go get the Lady Elizabeth," Mey-Rin started, turning quickly on her heel to leave the room. January opened her mouth to protest, but all she could muster was a low cry as the pain started becoming more and more intense, making its way across the entirety of her stomach and lower back. They were nearly constant now, and she knew she didn't have much time before she would feel the need to push. A few minutes passed before footsteps could be heard coming to January's bedroom, and then Elizabeth was by her side within seconds, her pink dressing gown wrapped around her and her blonde curls tied loosely into a messy bun. Her green eyes were filled with panic, but her facial expression somehow managed to remain calm. January was thankful for that, as she was sure that if her heart still had a beat, it would be beating up a frenzy inside her chest. Another strangled cry escaped January's lips as the pain turned into something incredibly painful, and her body forced her to begin pushing.

"January, you need to push, now!" Elizabeth said quickly, her voice loud and January could tell there was a hint of panic trying to edge it's way in. Mey-Rin shoved the loose bed sheets away, kneeling at January's feet and pushing her nightgown up to her thighs. January pushed again, the pain consuming her and causing her to cry out loudly, sweat dripping down her face. Elizabeth snatched a towel from the pile next to Mey-Rin, and without haste began to wipe January's face. January offered her a meek smile, before her attention was snapped back to the excruciating pain that seemed to shoot through her entire body now.

"I've never delivered a baby, what do I do?!" Mey-Rin cried from her place at the end of the bed, her cool and calm demeanour having dissolved into a fluster. Elizabeth pried her attention away from January for a split second, and wracked her brain for an answer.

"Neither have I! Just make sure that the baby is okay when it arrives!" Elizabeth offered her, and Mey-Rin nodded quickly, her maroon hair bobbing under her glasses. Another strangled cry distracted them and Mey-Rin's eyes widened as she looked down and was met with a tiny head, facing downwards.

"There's a head, you're nearly done, January!" Mey-Rin cried, reaching down and gently placing her hands on the baby's head, holding it lightly but securely. Within seconds, the baby was born and a high pitched cry filled the room; alerting everyone that they had been successful in their delivery. January let her head fall back and hit the bed frame, exhaustion hitting her like a tonne of bricks. Even as a demon, childbirth had been an incredibly difficult feat and she was relieved that it was over. Elizabeth rushed to Mey-Rin, grabbing a towel and practically shoving it into her free arm. She quickly wrapped the crying bundle in the white towel and handed it to January.

"The cord, Mey-Rin, we need to cut the cord," Elizabeth said, before she hurried away in search of some reasonable utensils they could use. Returning with some string and a pair of scissors, she handed them to Mey-Rin and instructed her on what to do. They successfully cut the cord, and the room seemed to be filled with a comforting calmness.

"Lizzie, you were right," January started, her voice quiet and content, "It's a girl."

Elizabeth felt herself become overwhelmed with emotion watching her little cousin nursing her newborn, and she remembered how she felt when her little Arthur was born. She missed him being that small…

She couldn't wait for Ciel to come back.

In London, Ciel and Sebastian are working on a case for The Queen.

Ciel stepped away from the dead man, the foul stench of his decaying corpse making his stomach turn and flip inside him. No matter how many times he encountered a corpse, it always made him want to recoil away with disgust like a child. He surveyed the area, his one uncovered eye wandering over every small detail that he might need to complete this particular case.

"Their deaths are so… barbaric." He stated quietly, as his raven haired demon butler came up behind him to observe the dead man. His chest had been ripped open and hollowed out, the metallic smell of dried blood filling Sebastian's senses but having little to no effect on him.

"This is a rather savage attack, wouldn't you say my lord?" Sebastian said, his voice seemingly somewhat interested in this particular case. Ciel turned to him, an eyebrow raised.

"Does this look familiar to you?" He asked him bluntly, not skipping around the fact that Sebastian was a creature of Hell, and most likely knew this attack was the doings of a supernatural creature that had crawled its way up from the fiery depths of Hell.

"It does look familiar, my lord. I cannot say that I know what exactly has caused this, but I'm certain I can find out." Sebastian said, before a shrill cry filled his mind and he stopped in his tracks. Ciel gave him a questioning look, and Sebastian offered him a small smile.

"I believe I just became a father, my lord."

A/N: And we're back! This is the first chapter of the sequel to 'January to February; March to April!' Ciel and Sebastian are working on a dark case, a villain is on their way and January is adapting to life as a new mother to a demon child! Such fun! I want this sequel to be significantly longer than the first story, so I'm hoping to write some chapters solely focusing on Ciel and Sebastian and their work, and of course Lizzie, too! Thanks again to everyone that read, followed/favourite and reviewed the first story, it means a whole lot to me and I hope you'll stick around for the second part of Sebastian and January's journey! See you in the next chapter!