10. Just Died In your Arms.

The Damons and Mariella fucked for a week before Mariella had to be operated on again. They hadn't been breeding this; they had just been fucking. Adam and Charles were looking after the wolves, and they had operated on them. Mariella always gave birth on Saturdays, so Mimi had already given birth to another litter.

Damon cursed to himself when Mariella woke up feverish and nauseous. Fucking infection. He took her back to the operating room, called in all the salvatores and lots of energy, and they cut all of Mariella's kittens out, sent them to the magic house, and then Damon put the teeth in Mariella's neck. He never ever let Charles do this, even though he was Mariella's protector because Damon knew that he was the strongest teeth vampire. 

I gave birth to my cubs, all 5200 again by myself, then I heard about Mariella's crisis and, well, pack life, nothing new here.

I had been caring for my cubs for exactly five days when Charles came to the door and said, "Mimi, can you come and see Mariella? I mean, Damon has his teeth in her neck, but as he's not her biological half, I don't know if he can help that much. I'll do a little research on what you've been doing with the shifters."

I stood up and nodded. It was true that I'd done a lot of research on infections and everything I wanted to understand, and they were common in shapeshifters because we had to eat a lot of meat. There could be many germs that mutate over time and cause infections. I had over a thousand very dangerous germs or their strains in my gut, even for myself, and so I was always careful not to put my guts in danger because they were very dangerous, and I suspected that's why I was growing spleens when I was keeping them in check.

We went to the medbay, and Damon was in economy mode next to Mariella. I calmly went and dug out Mariella's hand, put my teeth in her wrist, and drank her blood. The vinegary taste told me that the Salvatore was correcting the deficiencies, well that's good, but this bug had got no substance in it yet.

Over the years, I have also learned that if you are not the biological half of the other; you are not helping as soon as you correct the deficiencies. I had found old books about tooth vampires and their relationships, so I knew this. I had quite a lot of knowledge of teeth vampires just because I was a freak among them too. I had found three other teeth vampires and talked with them and they had been weak, but knowledge is power and I had learned a lot from them. I had no idea if Alaric had gotten them into safety. Nick, being paranoid, wanted to destroy them. 

And I recognized the bug. At first, I was a little surprised that this one had infected Mariella, but then again, the pack lived here in a well-protected space and didn't get the germ storm I had gotten all those years ago. It would be a simple thing to fix. 

I did not say anything as I teleported to the first floor in one of my storage rooms. I went to my closet, one of them, and got up on a stool. I reached the back of the shelf and fished out three bags of powder. I teleported back to the medbay and prepared the bags. Then I took some saline, poured the prescribed amount of liquid into the bags, mixed them up, and said, " One bag to IV, so it lasts four hours. Those three should do the trick. Salvatore is coming off from her and into the other bed so he doesn't mess up that antibiotic. "

Charles and the boys got to work while the number two sat in a chair and looked at me sharply. Oh, was it a bit of a tight spot when I knew what I was doing? I washed my hands and walked away to my pups. I was in my power. I had quite a lot of litters inside me and I knew that Mariella had about 7 left. I knew that I had a lot more. So I would be in this business for quite a while because I really wanted to breed when I started that business. 

I was justifiably smug, and I had no problem—nothing other than a slight lack of space. My puppies hadn't gone to the magic house yet, so it was busy. About 12,000 puppies were in the same space, and the bigger ones were already talking. I knew there would be a third batch in a couple of days. I'd have to find another room or get them into the magic house.

This room was big, but these guys took a lot of space. I went to check on things; I had learned how to keep my cubs happy. They liked to watch cartoons, Pokemon being one, and a lot of others, so there was a Pokemon marathon going on. Soon it would be time to give them a day meal. 

I was going to the kitchen to get some supplies when Adam came in and slammed me against the wall. He kept me against the wall.

His eyes were furious and said, " You're a fucking whack job. What if you've got the bug? "

I sighed and said, "Adam, you wouldn't believe the fucking thousands of germs I've come across, and the one Mariella had is the most common and harmless, usually causes headaches and fever, and passes on its own in a couple of days. That antibiotic works for that. I'm immune to that germ myself and all its variants, so I'm fine. You can calm down."

Adam loosened his grip and said, " Why didn't you let Damon help you in the sauna? Why the pheromone? Why ruin his plans for you?"

I looked at Adam for a moment and said, " What do you think? Sit down. I'm going to go into the room for a minute. Now, first, a question. Are you sure you want to experience what I always experienced at Damien's hands? Because these memories, are coming out of my experience, and I don't want to lose this pack again. Remember what happened the last time you had my memories? "

Adam gulped and said," Yeah, that stuff, but yes, I want to experience, understand, help. You see, honey, I have learned that sharing is caring. It helps."

I took his hand; and stepped into one bedroom. We sat on the bed and let the memory come. Damon walked me out of the car. We had pulled into the shed, and I knew where we were going. I was still hurting. My mind was fogged up by the mess of the drugs and poisons too. The hot pain inside me hadn't subsided, and Damon opened the door and pushed me inside.

He flicked on the lights in the enormous hall, which was no little shed, and said, "Look, baby, little hiding jewels. This looks like a cottage, but it's not."

Then he started leading me around the hall. He rubbed my belly, so agony made my eyeballs spark, and we stopped at every piece of equipment as he explained what it did. His hands were merciless as he made the agony inside me explode time after time, not letting me fall over.

Then he said, " You can't remember everything, so I'll always tell you what it does."

There were over ten devices, brutal and savage, and I knew he was going to put me in every one of them. The medicine gave no mercy, and I could do nothing. Then we stopped. I had no idea what to do next. 

He kicked my legs out from under me, so I dropped to my knees and he lifted me to the right spot. There were shackles embedded on the floor. Clasping my legs already, he pushed me down on all fours and tied my hands to the floor. Then he pulled some sort of sealed box under my stomach so that I was almost on it.

Damon adjusted the box so high that it was tight against my stomach, and that only added to the pain.

He took the dress off me, ripped it off so I was naked, and said, " Okay baby, let's start with a little massage, in this box, there are clubs that go straight up your stomach and chest, with varying force. What I have then into your legs reserved. Well, they have these little devices with blades in them; they slice your legs, and your arms get external jelly. And then I put a plate here on the back, like this, tightly closed. Now, this is a sensitive plate to sense the movement and respond to it, so it senses when the clubs strike, and this then strikes the back of the back of a counter-strike."

I let go of the memory before the pain started, and Adam looked at me in shock. He had been in the shed. He had felt my helplessness, and drugs in my mind. He had smelled the shed, seeing all of those devices and also that it was Damon, not Damien, and most of all, he had felt my pain. 

He said, hugging me tightly against him, "I did not know. I didn't. But honey, that shit's got to come off. It's no use. I just sent my experience to number two. Because they need to understand what they're getting into so they can figure out the right tactics, it's messing with everybody's head."

I smiled wearily and said, " When that was just one session among others, they were all like that. I've lived with them for a long time and I've lived with them painstakingly. Believe me, I can take it. I have taken them for so long."

Adam said, " Well, number two knows now. He is sharper than number one because Mariella is not clouding his judgment. He can judge if number one can come on board. Can anybody come in on the job? "

He let me go and said, " Keep doing whatever it is you're doing, honey. I love you so much and that burden is just too much for you to bear."

Then he walked off at a brisk walk. I went to the kitchen to get the supplies and then to take care of my puppies. I had a few more days, and I thought I'd have to find a bigger place for the puppies soon or see if I could get them into a magic house. But then again, it was a pretty wonderful time. The innocence of puppies is always so wonderful and new and just what I needed.

My days were busy. Cartoons helped a lot, they kept puppies and cubs entertained so they wouldn't get bored and we talked a lot about cartoons and they liked Spider-Man too, a lot of Marvel and He-Man too, turtles, there were so many cartoons for them to watch. Some of them liked to watch Disney movies, and there was a lot of talking about love, too. 

A couple of days went by. Everyone was still in the medbay, and I knew the wolves had been emptied. I ate whenever I had time, not much time with all the cubs and then when everyone was talking same time, it was one big sea of cubs. Several Salvatores were busy making food for Mariella and wolves too. I heard them talking about it.

I had to be strong in front of my cubs, and not let anything bother me. They were very sensitive and if I did not want several thousand cubs to come over me, pushing and licking, comforting me, I needed to stay sharp.

I was in labor, and oh, I had an audience. now cartoons weren't that interesting as these were lust cubs and I had explained the basis of making cubs. We chatted. I explained everything about the birth as best I could, and they were there to help Mummy with whatever she needed.

I started pushing the puppies out and drying them, and then I had little helpers licking and drying their little siblings. At first, they had a competition to see who got to dry, but as the birth progressed, there was enough work for everyone. But I had to be fine. Now, I couldn't be tired or groggy. The puppies watched me very closely all the time.

I had the powers that I used to boost myself and make sure that I stayed well. All I had to do was take the cub out of my pussy, remove the sack so the cub would start to breathe and squirm and hand it over. These guys were quite good at putting cubs into bottles to feed. When this would be over, I could give then them drops and flanks. I was in human form, so this was easier. 

When the door opened, Damon came in. I was surprised but kept my expression neutral, not alerting the cubs. I'd already had several hundred puppies. He surveyed the situation for a moment, then carefully, dodging the puppies, moved to sit on the bed. I was on the floor, in human form, so I could always dry the kitten. I saw the door being slightly open and there was a pack nearby. Ready to come and help. 

He said in my mind, " How about a little help, baby? We are ready and willing. You look like shit. I think you're pretty damn tired."

I said, " Yeah, you just gotta be strong with these little guys looking at me so closely. I'll be fine. I can do this. These are very sensitive to my moods and if I am upset or weak, these will react and it is not good for them to worry over me."

Damon sighed and said out loud, " Well, you're lively little ones. Gosh, there are so many of them. Who wants to come to Daddy's lap? "

One snow leopard, the girl looked at Damon, tilted her head, and asked, "What's a daddy? What's a lap?"

Damon said, " Oh, didn't mommy teach you daddy things? You see, I'm your daddy, so me and mummy made you. I have my pieces, and Mommy has hers. Then, Daddy loves Mommy and puts his pieces on Mommy's. The pieces come together in mommy's tummy, and they make puppies, which are you. You are half of what I made. You have half of what I gave. "

Cub sat and said, "Mommy told us that when it is time, Mommy will go to her spouse and they love each other and that love will create us inside Mommy." Damon chuckled lightly. He gestured lightly. The door opened, and the pack started to come in. Cubs were now a little hesitant and started to flock around me, caring for newborns still, which made Damon frown slightly. 

He turned into a male jaguar and said, "Here comes Mimosa and Shadow. They've taken you somewhere else where you'll be freer, and I'll help mummy. It's not for you to lick your siblings. It's Daddy's job. "

Damon started licking the puppies vigorously and got a lot of admirers. He released some calming pheromones for the cubs and got them a little more relaxed. 

Somewhere in between came Mimosa and Shadow, who took the puppies with them. I don't even know if they went to the magic house. It felt weird to notice now my silent room. Only the mewling of my newborns was the only sound that was heard, my grunts and sounds as birth. I just knew that there was still work to be done on this job, and there were more puppies inside me.

Once all the puppies were gone, other members of the pack started coming into the room, weighing and tagging the puppies, taking their DNA samples, and giving them drops and injections. 

As I was usually exhausted, my blood lust was aroused, and I had one more thing under control. I had already drunk my blood dose for the day and had got myself completely under control again. It was not so easy, but I kept myself under control. 

Damon turned human, looked at me, and said, " Come on, missy, come on over here, and let's go to the operating room and cut those out. You will not make it. You are on the brink of exhaustion and I see that you are damn skinny, too."

I had no time to react as he came and picked me up, teleported me to the medbay, and put me in bed in shackles. Then he cannulated me, took one of the ready syringes, pressed it into my cannula, and said, "Sleepytime baby, it's going to be alright."

The darkness took me, and I hoped before I blacked out completely that I wouldn't see the end of that shed session.

Damon wheeled Mimi into the operating theatre, and he knew that this would have to be cleared out as well, well at least they were making puppies, and maybe it would be better. They'd have time to recover and trust, and he'd be able to help Mimi properly. Mimi was skinny as hell and she had made lots of cubs already. Damon kept a spell in Mimi's womb to pause the birth until they could be cesarean on her. 

This would take strength and time because what Adam had been through told him that this would not be easy or quick. Number two had given it to him too, and it would not be simple. They cut out 80 litters from inside Mimi. She would have reproduced for a couple of years, but at least now there were litters. There was no question about her fertility. The magic house was ready, though, and there were takers for all of them. It was the proper ending of their first breeding season in years and Damon was happy overall. Even though there had been complications and whatnot, they had bred well too.