Revelation

[Spirithawk]

Christae had been working all morning. Paperwork had not vanished just because Kaith had flown, clutched and a hatching had taken place. Now the weyr was busier than ever. She sighed. Her face showed the strain. They had to find the Weyrlingmaster. He and his dragon had taken a vacation and were not back yet. Worse, they thought that he might have timed it because Kaith could not reach his dragon.

She intended to go and find something to eat. Sh'iron ahd been fussing at her to eat because she worked all day trying to keep Weyr affairs straight. Several holds had not sent their tithes. Christae had sent messages via runner but it looked like she would have to send a messenger or go herself.

"Morning Weyrwoman." Headwoman Uslanee said. She and the cooks were preparing the midday meal already. A drudge was chopping up a wherry. Christae had never been squeamish. Blood never bothered her. Faranth knew that Kaith made a mess of her kills sometimes but for some reason the sight and smell of blood made her queasy.

Blood roared in Christae's ears. She swayed on her feet. She heard the Headwoman's voice dimly in her ears. "Weyrwoman! Are you ok?" Christae raised her hand, it was like moving through molasses. She tried to say that she was fine but she couldn't. She sank to the ground in a dead feint.

Uslanee cried out. "Christae!" She had dealt with all sorts of injuries with drudges cutting themselves or dropping things but she had never had the Weyrwoman feint on her. "Call a Healer. Get Master Whiterider Nike. Now! No one else is good enough for our Weyrwoman. Get the Weyrleader. What are ye waiting for you scamps? Go" Two drudges dropped what they were doing and ran to find Nike and Sh'iron. Uslanee knelt, feeling the Weyrwoman's pulse. She undid her apron and bundled it under Christae's head and waited for the Healer and Weyrleader.

[Dragon]

G'han and K'dan were at the weyrbowl training. K'dan had wanted to get in shape, he was tired of his small scraggly figure. K'dan fell back sitting on the ground. He gave a sigh of exhaustion.

"Perhaps we should call it quits for today. You have been progressing well. You are already looking in better shape", he told the weyrling.

"You are a good trainer but you are rough and tough", he said to his bronzerider friend. He and G'han overheard what was going on and quickly rushed to Christae. When they got there they asked if there was anything they could do.

[Spirithawk]

Uslanee cursed the loose tongues of drudges. "You, bronzerider, watch the Weyrwoman. I have to finish lunch. She feinted...but it's nothing nine months won't cure." And with that cryptic message the woman turned to her cooking hearth.

[Dragon]

G'han looked in suprise. He looked down to Christae, could she be, was she? He gave a bit of a smile and held her gently.

K'dan hadn't a clue what the woman was talking about, he grew worried. "G'han will Christae be ok, is she going to die", he asked him.

"She will when she finds out", G'han said. He looked to notice his weyrling friend bewildered. "Nothing to worry about but I will let you find out when we know for sure what is wrong with her, " he said to him.

K'dan looked even more confused. He would just have to find out when Christae did.

[Miki]

Kia looked in surprise as she slowly walked in.
She had heard what Uslanee said and it was odd to think about.
"Wow," she almost whispered as she quietly walked to the two others.
Kylath was in the barrack taking a nap with Tokagae.

[Spirithawk]

Rhia walked in, stripping her riding gloves off. "What happened? A drudge just ran into me while she was trying to find Weyrleader Sh'iron. Apparently the Weyrwoman is dying or something."

Uslanee looked up from her cooking. "I will tan the hides of that girl. The Weyrwoman feinted." The headwoman went back to bustling about the kitchen.

She saw K'dan, Kia and her weyrmate. She knelt down to kiss his cheek. "How are you guys today?" She felt kind of dizzy but that was nothing new. She had been dizzy for the past week, but it usually went away when she ate, usually.

[nike]

Sh'iron was busy doing things for the Weyr. He had been trainging the Wings, and talking to the Holds. He was walking down the stairs from the Queen's Weyr to the Bowl when the drudge told him what happen.

"What?" He said surprised, upset, and mad. Before the drudge could open his mouth, the Weyrleader has pushed him out of the way and was in the Lower Caverens in a heart beat.

"Christae!" He said and ran to his weyrmate. Soon she was in his arms, her head cradled in his arms.

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Nike was glaring down at her Ruanth.
"Why do you make me wash you everyday? I mean, you are worse than a queen when it comes to your hide!"
The young woman's dragon was fussy about her hide. It always had to be a shinning white.
The two were by the lake, Nike oiling her dragon, Zim and Crystal halping, white Ruanth crooned as the oil went over her dry cracked hide.

Soon Nike heard heavy breathing behind her. The Healer turned around and looked up. "Yes?" She said to the drduge.
"Weyrwoman Christae, is out, needs you." The young girl said.

Nike cursed and shot up. Soon she was running out of the Weyrling Barracks. Her kit in hand, Ruanth trotting behind her, and Zim and Crystal attached to the white's back.

"What happened?" Nike said as she ran into the Lower Caverens.
Once she reahed Christae and Sh'iron she kneeled down and started doing the normal vitial signs tests.

[Spirithawk]

"She passed out Weyrleader. One of the drudges was cleaning a wherry and she passed out at the blood. Odd for a rider who watches her dragon eat." Uslanee had a suggestive tone in her voice when she replied to the Healer and Weyrleader.

[nike]

Nike looked up when the Headwoman spoke. "Really? She seems fine. Pulse, breathing, everything." She said.
The Healer's eyes went over the Weyrwoman's body, then she starting laughing. Ruanth who was standing right beside
her rider looked up in surprise. What is so funny Mine? She asked.
Nike was laughing to hard to notice.

The Healer stopped laughing then put her hands on Christae's stomach. "Yep." She said, with a grin.

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"That doesn't sound like Christae." Sh'iron said. He looked at Nike hopefully. When the Healer started laughing he glared at her.
"What are you laughin at?" He asked, confused, and mad.

[meggums]

R’dan peeked into the kitchens. He’d seen Nike and the Weyrleader run in as fast as they could. It had be something important, Nike had her healer’s kit. After fighting with himself on whether or not to see what was happening the brownrider finally gave in to curiosity. The Weyrwoman was lying on the floor with the others huddled around her. Nike had her hands on the Weyrwoman’s stomach and was laughing. He raised an eyebrow and quietly stepped closer to see what was going on. Why was Nike laughing?

[nike]

"Go ahead Sh'iron. Wake out Weyrwoman up!" Nike said grinning. She closed her Healer kit, and looking up at R'dan.
"Hello, R'dan!" She said cheerfully. Her eyes then looked at Rhia. Her eyes scanned the brownrider closely. "Are you okay Rhia?" She asked standing up.

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Sh'iron nodded and went to work waking Christae up. "Christae, wake up. C'mon!" He said slightly shaking her.

[Spirithawk]

Christae slowly came around, gazing at the people around her with a puzzled expression. "What happened? All of a sudden I felt queasy and now I wake up and everyone is staring at me. What is so funny Nike?"

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Rhia turned to Nike. "Me, yeah, I'm fine." she said, a little too quickly.

[nike]

Nike looked down at her Weyrwoman. "Oh, I have very good news for you Christae." She paused for a moment.
"You are now pregnant. Congrats!" She said to the two Weyrleaders. "You can't go /between/ now for a while."
She then turned to Rhia.

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"Really?" Sh'iron said with amazment. He looked down at his mate's stomach and held her a little tighter.

[Tenma]

Miya walked to the hearth and filled a cup of warm klah. She took a sip when she heard a scream. She walked over to the commotion and noticed the SR. weyrwoman sprawled on the floor. She watched as Nike ran in and began inspecting the woman then laguhing. ~What is so funny?~ She wondered.
I don't know. Came Reinath's voice as she wobbled over to her mine.

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Siarath ran into the room as she got the drudge's message. She knelt by the Sr. Weyrwoman, her face filled with worry and fear.

[nike]

"Liar." Nike said to Rhia. "Now sit." She said pointing to a chair next to her. The Healer put her bag on the table and opened it.
A slight grin on her face.

[Spirithawk]

"WHAT?!" Christae cried, sitting bolt upright. "I can't be pregnant." Then memory of Kaith's flight returned. She glanced up at Sh'iron, her face white and scared. She kept shaking her head in denial.

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Rhia backed away when she saw Nike looking at her. "What?" She said nervously. Her eyes flicked to her weyrmate and then back to Nike. She shook her head.

[meggums]

“Uh, h-hi Nike,” R’dan stuttered, he didn’t expect her to be so cheerful with the Weyrwoman fainted on the floor and all. He wasn’t able to ask if the Weyrwoman was all right before Nike started waking her up.

((Sorry, short post, gotta go, going to see movie with friends! Be back later))

[nike]

Sh'iron looked at Christae in surprise. He let her go when she sat up. "Yes it has to be so." He said softly, reaching his hand up
to lightly touch her cheek.

[Tenma]

Miya spit out her Klah.
"What!!!" She shouted, looking at the weyrwoman with amazement.
What is wrong? Reinath asked curiously of her mine.
~The Sr. weyrwoman is pregnant.
She will have babies.~ Miya replied shocked.
Cool, when do searches start? Reinath asked curiously.
Miya laughed loudly. ~There is no hatching.
The mother keeps her baby, they don't get bondeds like dragons.~ Miya smiled at her bonded.

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"Congradgulations!" Nira shouted happily.

[Spirithawk]

She kept shaking her head. "No. I can't be. I will have to stop riding Kaith. I won't be able to do anything. I will get fat." Her voice was flat.