Glenn and Silver got properly dressed and walked over to where Phoebus lived. Glenn's grandfather Howard had gone over there for supper like he usually did when he was trying to give the couple alone time. Letting themselves in the pair found Howard talking to Gillian while Phoebus and Miranda were talking on the couch.
Miranda: Hey, did I just see Koko fly past your place
Silver: Yeah
Miranda: That doesn't sound like a happy "yeah" there buddy
Silver sat down on a couch while Glenn took the armchair and turned to his grandfather with excitement.
Glenn: You'll never guess what! There's another Sutherland on the way, I'm pregnant!
The lounge was quiet for a minute, the only noise being Pockets scratching at a rug.
Phoebus: Are you certain?
Glenn: Ophelia had Koko deliver a test. I'm pregnant
Miranda: Okay pardon my ignorance but... I thought you were a cis guy Glenn
Silver: He is
Gillian: What does cis mean
Howard: It means he was classified as a male at birth and feels it was the gender that best fits him
Gillian: But if that's right... boys can't get pregnant... can they?
Silver: I... male werewolves... we've always been able to get pregnant
Phoebus: You have? Fascinating
Glenn: You didn't know Phoebus?
Phoebus: For various reasons occults have always felt that their own kind are the best keepers of their knowledge. I know almost everything a spellcaster could about us and our history but werewolves... they don't exactly take kindly to visitors approaching their packs
Silver: Normally visitors mean hunters
Miranda: But if male werewolves can get pregnant then... why aren't you the pregnant one
Silver: *snaps* I don't know! It's not like I don't want to be
Phoebus: Silver did you ever hear of a werewolf getting a male who was not a werewolf pregnant
Silver sat sulkily. No he hadn't. His dad hadn't wanted them to find mates outside of their own species anyway. If it had happened, he wouldn't have told Silver.
Glenn: Silver's dad... he wasn't exactly big on sharing Phoebus
Phoebus: Hmm...
Silver: That's all you have? I thought you were supposed to be an all knowing spellcaster! Keeper of the knowledge or something! Do you know anything?
Phoebus: To my knowledge Glenn would be the first male spellcaster to carry a child. Perhaps if you explained how male werewolves can-
Silver: I don't know the science stuff, not to the level you'd need to make sure he doesn't die
Glenn: *quietly* Silver is concerned that I could die trying to carry our kid to term
Phoebus: Well we would certainly need to look in to how to get them out safely. Some kind of imaging. We can't risk going to a human hospital but there are spells those who specialise in healing magic know. It will be a big stress on your body-
Silver: Can't you just use magic to move it in to me? Werewolves can survive almost anything. It wouldn't be able to hurt me like it could hurt Glenn
Phoebus: I know spellcasters may not be as sturdy as werewolves Silver but I assure you, we can survive a lot. Including pouting werewolves
Silver: *sighs* I just want Glenn safe. What's so wrong with that?
Miranda: No one is saying we want Glenn to get hurt Silver. Trust me, we can look after him
Phoebus: There is a lot of talent in this coven alone. We will find a way to keep Glenn safe. But I suspect like any kind of transplant magic, the risk would be too high for the unborn to try and move them
Gillian: You don't want to get rid of it, right Silver?
Howard: I'm sure Silver doesn't want that at all
Silver sighed and put his head in his hands. He had been alive for a long time. He had lost a lot. Over and over. As scary as this was he didn't want to lose his kid. But could he keep Glenn and their child? Was there even an option that would let that happen? All he could see in his mind was Glenn being torn apart from the inside.
Glenn: We want our kid I just think... we don't want to lose each other
Phoebus: Getting rid of it would likely be even more dangerous. I think we need to let the pregnancy run it's course. I am going to have to some deep research though
Miranda: So... congratulations?
Silver and Phoebus sighed while Gillian scooped Pockets up for a snuggle and Howard kissed his grandson on the head.
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