This is it! The last chapter! I want to apologize for it being so short, I toyed with it and toyed with it and this is the best I could do. I didn't want to give away too much for the sequel, which is being posted at the same time! Yay!

So I hope everyone has enjoyed Devotion and I want to thank everyone that has followed, favorited and reviewed! You guys are the best and without you I wouldn't have finished this story. I appreciate every single one of you and I hope to see some of you again later on!

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The light in the room came on as soon as Erie turned over. She cursed and winced as she rolled into a ball and covered her head. She was feeling like crap from morning sickness and even though she was only a few weeks into her pregnancy, she had a belly the size of a cantaloupe. Pilo had mentioned that the gestation for Yautja and human babies would be much faster due to how much smaller humans were compared to Yautja.

She'd been here a little over a month and endured interogation after interogation. It was the same useless questions over and over again, like somehow she would change her answer if they just asked it once more. She didn't though and one day she grew tired of their monotony and lashed out at old Pete.

That day cost her her mi flower. During its removal, it showed an ability she wasn't aware of. While she found it comical that the flower's poison gas took out half a dozen doctors, Pete and his friends did not. They left her in an isolation cell for a week and sadly during that time, her secret pup began to show itself.

After that, it was more probes, more questions and more sedations. Who knows what they did to her or her pup while she was K.O'd and there was no way to ever find out. The everyday sonograms were a benefit though. At least she knew it was still alive, it was the only peace of mind she had.

The door opened and footsteps tread inside her room then the door closed behind whoever it was. She kept her face covered as she winced from terrible nausea.

"Erie, we would like to check your fetus now." Pete said as she heard a folder open and papers rustle followed by another person rolling something into the room.

A fetus? "Go fuck your self." She mumbled out from under the blankets.

That had become her new phrase over the past weeks. It tended to ryle up the new people that came in but Pete had grown accustomed to it. He'd frown at her but then go about his business.

"Come on now, today's the day we see what the gender is. Don't you want to know?" He said as the sounds of plastic ripping and jelly being squirted out could be heard.

"No." She lied. She did want to see her pup and know what it was but not here, not now, not with these people.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way. It's no trouble to sedate you, you know this. So you can either cooperate and see your baby while you're awake and livid or never see it. It's your choice." Pete said as he waited for her to answer.

Pauk, she didn't want these assholes looking at her pup, especially if she wasn't awake to see what was going on. She grunted and rolled over onto her back. Pete smiled at her and the new stranger looked terrified. She'd been here a month and they still acted like she had the bubonic plague.

Pete reached out to open her hospital gown and she slapped his hands away. "I don't think so." She barked as she parted her gown, carefully exposing her round belly and making sure her girl parts weren't showing.

"The technicians going to put some jelly on your skin then use the machine to show images of the baby on this screen." Pete said as he pointed at the monitor.

"I know how it works, thank you." She snapped and gestured at the wide eyed technician. "Come on let's go, I don't know what you're waiting for."

The girl scrambled with the probe and jellied it up then she slathered up Erie with it. It was cold and uncomfortable especially with Pete staring at her like she was a warm apple pie. The girl switched on the machine and the steady rhythmic beating of the pups heart echoed in the room.

It was the most beautiful sound Erie had ever heard. To think that tiny little heartbeat was beating right next to hers was overwhelming. Her eyes watered and tears ran out of the corners of them. She wished Dae'er was here, hell, she wished she was there with him, back home where it was safe and sound and no stupid Pete trying to put his greasy hands on her.

"It looks.." Pete said as he watched the screen. "Are you recording this?" He questioned.

"Yes, sir." The technician said as she nodded and ran the probe over Eries belly.

"It looks what?" Erie questioned, still unable to see as they had the monitor pointing at their faces.

Pete was ignoring her as his eyes stayed glued on the screen. The technician was also whispering to him as they pointed at her pup. Was this really happening right now? They were going to sit there and make remarks on her pup while she just laid here like an inanimate object. Like hell they were.

Erie raised up a little and her movement caused them to look at her. "What the fuck is going on?" She shouted. "What does it look like and why are you two assholes whispering about it?"

Pete nodded at the technician. "Show her." He said and Erie laid back down as the woman turned the monitor towards her.

The woman worked the probe until she found the perfect shot of the pup. Erie's heart sailed as soon as she saw that little squirmy baby moving around on the screen. She saw what Pete was talking about now. It had no mandibles, no claws, no scaley skin or dreadlock tresses. It looked human, like a normal human baby with five fingers and five toes. A small endearing nose and a perfect little human mouth. It's eyes fluttered open as it moved, almost like it was looking at her.

Erie cupped her hand over her mouth at the sight of her perfect baby. She would've been happy if it looked Yautja too, she almost wished it would've so it wouldn't be so different back home. She was happy with either one and she was sure Dae'er would be too.

"What is it?" Erie asked, sniffling and wiping away some tears.

"Let me see." The tech said as she pressed with the probe, causing the pup to roll slightly. "It is..." The woman dragged it out and stared at the screen. "A girl."

A girl. She wondered what Dae'er would think about that. She couldn't wait to see what she looked like or feel her soft baby hands on hers. At least something good came from this crappy situation.

"Record it all, mark where the major organs are, the heart, the lungs and any thing out of the ordinary." Pete's words were pissing her off more and more.

He treated Erie like a child or an object, whichever was more convenient for him that day. Now he was treating her pup the same way. Erie would've jumped at him, ripped his throat right out from under his ugly chin but she couldn't. She found it hard to even get out of this shitty bed sometimes.

Ever since they removed her mi flower, she had become so weak. Her flower had done its best to defend itself and her and even managed to take some of them out with it. She cried all day after they brought her back to her room. She felt like she had lost a best friend.

All she had left of her flower were the scabs where its roots used to be. She wondered if Dae'er could get her a new one eventually. Right now, without it, she was essentially crippled.

The tech wiped her belly with a towel then Erie closed up her gown and turned on her side. The tech rolled the machine out, leaving her alone with Pete.

"You think that monster of yours is still coming to get you, don't you?" Pete questioned as he sorted through his papers.

"He is coming and when he gets here, it'll be you he kills first." Erie warned him.

"Is that right? Well, he must be terrible at searching as it's been a month since you arrived." Pete commented.

"I've told you this before, the time back home is slower than the time here. What may be a month for you is only a few hours there. You'll see. He'll come and I'll make sure you're the first asshole he slaughters." She threatened and Pete smirked.

"Well I better go roll out the red carpet and order a cheese plate. Wouldn't want to be rude to our guest." Pete said sarcastically as he picked up his folder and left the room.

She tucked her knees up as comfortable as she could get. She had been praying to Paya and to God that Dae'er would come for her soon. She wasn't as worried about herself anymore as much as she was for their pup. As much as they poked and prodded her, she feared for what they'd do to her little girl.

At some point, Erie had fallen asleep and a loud crashing sound abruptly awoke her. She sat up and looked around the room then tried to get out of bed to go to the door, only to fall on the floor. Pauk her weak body right now. With her missing flower and the growing pup draining her, she couldn't do anything.

She tried to look out the door from where she was but couldn't see crap. It was too dark out there. Someone screamed and more crashing sounds. Her immediate thought was a fire. This hellhole must be up in flames for people to be screaming like that.

The doors outside the ones to her room opened and she saw Pete begin slide an IV holder between the door handles. What in the world was he doing? Once he felt it was secure he came over to her doors and stared at her, a look of fear and worry on his face.

Then it hit her. There was no fire, not literal fire, but a metaphorical one that would certainly burn this place to the ground and then some. She dragged herself to the doors and laughed at Pete.

"I told you he'd come for me. Now I get to watch as your skin becomes a fucking throw rug!" She shouted at him.

All she heard was thunder, loud booming thunder and an ear shattering roar outside the double doors behind Pete. Her stomach felt queasy as she recognized that roar. She began to cry she was so happy to know he was coming for her.

Pete panicked as the thunder got closer and he opened the door to her room then came inside. He reached down to pick her up and she swung at him. That was all of her energy though and his next attempt was a successful one. He lifted her up under her arms and drug her back into in the center of the cell.

She wasn't standing, Pete was holding her up with one arm across her chest, pinning her to his body and the other pulled a scalpel out from his lab coat pocket. Erie was the one panicking now. All that training and conditioning and she was still weak. Unable to defend herself and her pup from Pete.

The clatter of metal drew their attention to the double doors. The IV stand had been cut in two and the door outside her room opened slowly but she saw nothing as it swung closed. Dae'er was cloaked and she knew he was watching them, probably staring at Pete and determining how he'd kill him.

"Dae'er!" Erie shouted. "Dae'er." She sobbed.

Pete shoved the scalpel against her throat, the tip stinging on her skin. "Show yourself or I'll kill her right in front of you!" Pete yelled at the top of his lungs.

Erie struggled against Pete's grasp but it only caused him to drive the scalpel further into her flesh. She whimpered and tears ran down her cheeks as she stopped struggling.

A loud bang hit the glass door and two large spidering impact holes appeared. Pete jumped at the sound as another set appeared right on top of the first ones. Dae'er was trying to break through the glass. Pete was scared but he was still able to hold the scalpel against her throat.

Pete removed the scalpel from her throat and moved it down to her stomach. "That glass breaks and I'll kill both of them!" Pete threatened as he cut a small sliver across Erie's round belly.

The banging stopped and the double doors swung open and closed again, like Dae'er had left. After a few quiet moments, curiosity had Pete walking over to the glass, dragging Erie's feet with him. It was so quiet and still and Erie knew it was the calm before the storm. Pete looked out the glass door, examining the fist holes Dae'er had decorated it with.

Pete moved his scalpel from Erie's belly and tapped it against one of the indentions. As soon as he finished, a familiar bio mask appeared above them and Dae'er looked down at Pete. With one heavy and hard punch, Dae'er broke the glass, shattering it into a million pieces.

Erie covered her eyes and her head the best she could but some of the shards still cut across her skin. Pete still had a hold on her as he backed away over the pieces of glass, frantically trying to get away from Dae'er and dragging her feet across the shards.

Dae'er knocked out the rest of the glass then slowly climbed inside the room, his eyes staring straight at Pete. Erie could hear his growling from the corner of the room and saw him extend his wrist blades as he approached her and Pete.

Pete found composure as he put the scalpel back to Erie's throat. "Don't take another step or I swear to God I'll split her fucking neck in two!" He threatened.

Dae'er stopped and observed Pete. She knew what he was doing, he was planning his attack. Which way would be the safest for her, which one would secure a kill before he could shove the scalpel into her and perhaps even how he could apprehend Pete so that he could torture him later. All of these were possibilities with her male, the last one being the most possible outcome.

Erie looked at Dae'er, wondering what he was thinking. "What do you want?" He asked Pete.

Erie heard Pete swallow and his fingers pressed and lightened against her body, a sign he was nervous about being the one in control. The whole situation was making her nervous and because of it, the pup was nervous. It fluttered around in her quickly, wanting to feel safe again like Erie wanted to.

"You let me go, unharmed, and she goes unharmed as well." Pete requested.

Yeah right, like hell he was going unharmed. If Dae'er didn't gut his ass, she most certainly would. It was quiet a moment as Dae'er thought over his plan.

"Your life for hers." Dae'er said and Pete's body shifted against hers nervously.

"You have to keep your word. It's in your honor code to keep it and breaking it would be disgracing your kind." Pete said as he still kept the scalpel to her neck.

Dae'er rumbled in his chest. "You have my word." He said.

Pete waited a moment, making sure he had made the right choice before yanking the scalpel away from her neck. He let her go and she collapsed to the floor like a pile of wet clothes. He bolted past Dae'er and Dae'er didn't touch him. He came over and lifted her up into a hug, pressing her body against his.

She couldn't believe Dae'er let him go. After everything he did to her, he was getting away. She saw the plasma gun hanging on Dae'er's back and she gathered her strength enough to yank it free from its sheath. She struggled to hold it steady as the reticles lined up with Pete's head. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as she fired the weapon.

Dae'er was pulling her away to see what she was doing, Pete saw her failed attempts to target him and was stopping to look back, all while Erie was pulling the trigger. Time caught up just as Pete's head exploded like the glass door had. Pieces of skull and blood splattered all over the pristine white hall, coating it in a vibrant red.

She dropped the gun and sank against Dae'er's arms. He trilled at her actions. "I said I wouldn't kill him." He said but Erie was too tired to even smile up at him.

She buried her face into his chest and inhaled his scent, coating her senses in him. He lifted her up bridal style and everything was a blur. They passed Pete's brain soup as well as other bodies in white coats. Alarms were going off and some of the lights were flickering as they passed under them.

This was it, she was going home. After a month of torture, she was finally going to be safe and sound in Dae'er's arms. Something kept brushing against her arm and she glanced at what was tickling her. Something Dae'er had acquired since she'd been gone, now hung down his chest. She recognized the symbol as one that was used over and over again in her mating marks. She brushed her fingers along it and as she soon as she did, she felt tired.

The lights no longer bothered her, as they seemed to be dimming. The alarms also became quiet and less annoying. Her eyes were heavy and drooped and she fought to keep them open. Dae'er was saying something to her but it sounded so far away, she couldn't understand anything.

They must've left the building because a frigid gust of air stung at her hardly covered skin. She closed her eyes as Dae'er pressed her closer to his warmth. She couldn't open them again, she just felt so tired and Dae'er's burly arms was as comfortable as a warm soft bed.

She hoped when she opened them again that this wasn't a dream. That Dae'er had really come to save her and take her home after waiting for so long. She hoped she never had to lay eyes on Pete or any human for that matter, ever again. Especially after everything that happened with Seleana as well.

No, she'd be just fine with only seeing Yautja for the rest of her life. Her thoughts began to get random as her mind took over her body. When she woke up, she prayed she was safe and sound in her own furry bed.

Dae'er carried No'elia through his clan's citadel and straight to the medical bay. She was alert when he found her but now she wasn't responding to him, even after numerous attempts to stir her. His father's face was the first one he saw when he entered the front of the medical bay.

Dae'er didn't reply to his questions as a worker escorted him through the back. As he had instructed, a room was already prepared. He laid No'elia out on the table and two workers flocked to her quickly. Dae'er watched as they injected her with several items then placed a needle in her arm that was hooked to a bag of yellow tinted water.

The door slid open behind him and Pilo came in, a strange device in his hands. As soon as he parted No'elia's coverings and laid the device on her protruding pup belly, Dae'er charged at him.

He didn't stop his speed as he grabbed Pilo by the throat and slammed him into the wall. He loosened his grip only to shove him against the wall again. He roared in his frightened face and he quickly put his claws up in surrender.

"I only want to check your pup. That's all." He said as Dae'er heaved with anger, breathing through bared fangs and tense mandibles. "Forgive me, I should've explained first. I just wanted to be quick, there's no telling how stressed the pup is. It's vital we be with the utmost urgency for No'elia and the pup's safety." He elaborated a little more and Dae'er released him.

"Explain what every claw on her is doing." He ordered and the startled workers and Pilo all agreed in unison.

It was all overwhelming. He had just got her back from oomans touching her and now more beings were putting their claws on her. As soon as Pilo touched his pup, he lost all control. He was completely on edge. That was his female, his mate, and that was his flesh and thwei growing inside her and seeing someone lay a hand on what's most precious to him, he was ready to kill to protect them.

Pilo held up the small round device. It was some sort of plastic material and had a digital face. "I'm putting in an estimate of how far along she is. This will correct to the right amount and give us an idea of what we can and can not do if the pup is in trouble. It will also give us a heart rate reading and show us what it looks like." Pilo explained and after a moment of registering what he said, Dae'er nodded.

Pilo laid the device on No'elia's small round stomach and the device chirped. "In ooman gestation time, she's about four months. In Yautja, barely a month. By the size of her, it's safe to say the pup is growing via ooman gestation but at a much faster pace. Several hours ago, she wasn't this big, she was barely pregnant." Pilo looked puzzled as his tusks clicked together and he rubbed his forehead in contemplation. "The time difference on the planet she was on must've sped up the gestation time. Without time to think on it, I can't explain why it has but as I've stated this was a trial and the results would be different for everyone. Let's see how the pup is doing." Pilo said as he clicked something on the device and a holographic image of the pup in No'elia's belly appeared above the device.

It would switch from thermal to vivid ooman spectrum. Dae'er walked over to the wriggling pup and like everyone else in the room, stared at it. It didn't look Yautja at all. It was completely ooman like No'elia.

"How can this be?" Dae'er questioned.

"I explained this to you before the procedure. It can either look Yautja or ooman and in this case, the DNA has chosen No'elia's structure." Pilo said.

Dae'er lifted his hand to touch the hologram and right as he went for the tiny little hand, it's eyes shot open, revealing two fiery irises just like his. The workers in the room gasped at them, Pilo was only interested from a doctor's point of view and Dae'er, he was taken aback as well. Oomans eye pigment was never this color. Brown, blue, green and sometimes a mixture but never such a scarlet red.

Dae'er tried to touch it's hand but it was only an image. The pup turned away from Dae'er, revealing its growing black mane. Pilo clicked something on the device again and it's rapid little heartbeat flooded the room. Dae'er felt immense pride from hearing such a strong rhythm coming from his pup. A nice steady and firm heart was what Yautja stood upon through life so hearing it so loudly was amazing to him.

"Ah, it's a lou-dte kale." Pilo's words had Dae'er turning his head towards him.

He didn't like Pilo looking at his pup's genitals but he was a medical Yautja and Dae'er kind of wanted to know what the heir to the throne would be. He only wished No'elia could see their pup swimming around so carefree.

A female. There hadn't been a female heir before, it was always a son that was born first. Even his father was the single male amongst a plethora of sisters. Perhaps his father was right about Paya having a much bigger path planned out after all.