Rafa woke to the sounds of Nat moving around. "Morning Nat." He said as he stretched his back with out letting go of Isabella.
"It's more like good afternoon Rafa and you really should go see your dad. He's going ballistic that Juan Carlos as already issued her pardon and let everyone know that she is a member of our tribe now."
"Why is he ballistic?"
"Well he thinks she was the one that hurt you. I also think he is afraid of her healing power."
Rafa rolled his eyes His father was not one to show a lot of emotions but that just made those emotions that much stronger. He slowly rose to his hooves in one smooth motion he took the blanket off of his shoulders and handed it to Nat. "If we need to, could we stay here, while I build our own place if he feels that way about her; I doubt that my father will let her stay in his house."
"Of course you two can stay," Nat laughed gently, "I'll enjoy having some one helping me out around here. And I welcome the company, Apolo has been gone for a few weeks now and I'm getting lonely."
"Thank you Nat, I'm sure Apolo will be back soon." He patted her shoulder as he passed.
"Do you want to lay her on my bed while you talk to your father?"
"No Nat he has to start getting use to the idea that we are a package deal. Where she goes, I go."
"As you wish Rafa, good luck."
Rafa squinted as he left the longhouse until his eyes got use to the bright sunshine. He smiled as he heard Isabella sigh and stretch in her sleep as the sunlight warmed the blanket that was still wrapped around her. He walked to his parent's longhouse. It saddened him that he already felt like the place that up to a few days ago had been his home too was no longer his home. He pushed aside the flap and knocked on the frame as he stepped in. His mother turned from the fire place where she had been putting on a pot to boil. When she saw it was him she smiled and walked toward him, but he notice that she was purposely ignoring what he was carrying. He continued into the longhouse. "Hi mom," She careful hugged him so that she barely touched Isabella.
"Your dad said you were poisoned and that some witch had you under a spell. So is she a witch?"
"Well Mom, Dad is partly right I was poisoned but Isabella is no witch and I'm under no spell. She's able to heal with touch. She absorbed the poison out of me and was able to expel it into a plant of Nat's. That is why she is still sleeping; she is exhausted. I would be dead if it hadn't been for her. I want you to know that she saved my life three times last night." Rafa then went on to tell his mother about the fight in the cabin, the man in the forest and the poison.
"Poor dear, she did all that and I treated her poorly when she got here."
Rafa could tell his mom felt terrible about what ever she had done but he couldn't help but feel angry at her for adding to Isabella's suffering. He had a good idea of what his father may have done to her. "What did you do to her?" his voice had a cold hard edge in it the made his mother nervous.
"When your father had her tied up in the prison longhouse I threw water on her. I thought she was the reason I was losing you. I am so sorry."
"I can't forgive you for that, only Isabella can."
"How did such a wise son to come from two foolish parents?" She gently touched Isabella's hair noticing the dried mud. "You couldn't get the mud out of her hair?"
"No I couldn't hold her and get it out at the same time."
"If you can hold her I think I can get the mud out of it if you would like. I want to start making up for what I have done."
Rafa smiled; he could never stay mad at either of his parents for long, "Sure mom." He laid down and held Isabella so her head was resting on his shoulder and her face was facing the door.
His mom grabbed some water and a comb and started to wash and comb the mud out. "I'm glad that he was just over anxious over your delayed return. And she really is a beautiful girl you brought with you. Did you have to come here with her as she still sleeps?"
"I want dad to see that she is mine and I will not leave her."
"It is your choice, but do you want to lay her down on your furs when we get done with her hair?"
Rafa smiled at his mom, "No mom I want her in my arms, I need to feel her breathing. Besides I don't think dad will be happy to see her; I don't think he is ready to forgive her for whatever he thinks she did."
"She tried to kill you and, if she didn't do that she almost got you killed." SebastiΓ‘n said as he stepped thought the door. The shadows hiding his face as the brilliant light out lined him and made his tense body seem almost sinister. Rafa actually felt threatened and quickly got up being carful not to hurt either his mother or Isabella.
"She saved my life three times last night; she's going to be my mate. You can either accept that or you can't. If you can't accept that I'll get my things and leave."
"Then you might as well leave I'll never accept that thing as something belonging to my family. But, if you leave know that you are no longer my son and my mate's new child will not be any brother of yours."
Rafa looked at his mother, he had not known that she was pregnant, but now he could see that her belly was defiantly bigger then normal. "I'm sorry you feel that way." He then picked up his few things like his extra sword, his arrows and a bow off of the wall. His mother started to cry as she laid the furs that made up his bed on his back so that he could take them with him. "I'll see you around I'm sure, Good bye Mom, Dad."
With a heavy heart he walked stiffly past his father and out the door. He was almost to Nat's longhouse when Juan Carlos walked over. Rafa felt his gaze take in everything from Isabella still nestled in his arm to the bow slug over the other and the hides on his back.