Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

"Ready to take off?" Ryder asked as he sat down. His breathing was slightly rapid.

"Yeah, did you get all the luggage?" I asked. He'd refused to let me help

so I came to sit on the plane.

I noticed his slightly flushed cheeks and rapid breathing. He must have rushed

while moving the luggage, always refusing to let me do any heavy lifting.

"Yes, we can take off," Ryder said, looking back at the pilot and nodding. A flight

attendant closed the door and walked to his seat. My gaze fell on the window,

watching everything rush past until we were soaring through the sky.

"Would you like anything to drink, Luna?" the flight attendant asked after the plane

was flying smoothly above the clouds.

"No, thank you," I gave him a smile, then turned back to look out the window.

"Alpha? Would you like whiskey or water?"

"I'm fine, thank you," Ryder replied. I'd joked about it before, but since we

discovered the pregnancy, Ryder hadn't touched a drop of alcohol. "How are you

feeling?"

a little tired." That really was my only pregnancy symptom. Though I

it a symptom. We'd been so busy last week that

me to bed by

me and made me somewhat

his eyes, I couldn't bring

me

far, we'd started new housing development

join different clubs, and more

at the pack house. This was what they'd done at

with it. So we had to create different job

were happy to get more

staff

and Penelope had already moved the crib and everything else over.

I'd gotten it from my mother, so no

questioned it.

to me, letting me rest my head on

the sound of

was warm and safe, allowing my tense nerves to relax

a thorn deeply embedded in

Ryder gently shook

eve

state, that

to open my eyes, it was really bright. After

look down and see the ocean below. The plane was just beginning

so I could still see the world

nerves became tense. Not because of the

of what might be in the storage unit. Ryder helped me stand