Michael stood watching Dianne as she slowly swung their newborn in her arms, She was happy, that's all he wanted for her, but, Michael knew this baby held a complicated future for them. She placed the sleeping boy into his crib and slowly the two left the room.
"Michael" Dianne said as they came into the kitchen.
"What?"
"You haven't once smiled since Derrick was born! You can't possibly be worried?"
"Of course Dianne, you can't deny what he is?"
"So what? He's an Amarok, that doesn't mean you must despise him!"
"I don't despise him Dianne, but our laws state no Amarok may be born without consent from another Amarok"
"Where is Jasper then!? He hasn't shown his ugly mug for years now!"
Michael rubbed his mouth "Still, that doesn't mean we can do what we want"
"So what then? Must we go kill Derrick?"
"No!" He yelled concerned making Dianne smile.
"Still a softy under that thick scull"
