Sorry for the very long delay, just kind of not felt like writing. I did get about 15 emails of subscription and a few reviews over the last two weeks. I've had this chapter basically mothballed. But decided to finish it up and do some self-editing (had a hard time finding a beta reader). I will probably finish this story and "Anything for you" can't guarantee I'll write more but I've always told myself I won't be like a lot of the short stories I've read on this site. Half written and forgotten.

He found himself pacing nervously around the solari compound.

Local herbal woman and Solari priest who claimed to be doctors would come and keep him up to date on Leona's labor.

"she might not make it…I'm sorry" "she's strong but she has been losing too much blood" another mid wife said in a hushed voice.

He ignored them as he walked passed them brushing passed their protest and feeble attempts to stop him as he walked into the room were Leona laid.

She looked pale her swollen belly and chest rose and fell with an alarmingly slow rate. He paced around her bed worried to death, tears her closed eyes and sedated state would never see.

He got down on his knees holding her hand and ran his lips along her knuckles.

"she's lost too much blood", "she's been in and out of consciousness" the repeated hush tones echoed.

Please don't leave me I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm such a fool.

He's mind went back to the months prior.

…

(A few month's prior to Leona going into labor)

It felt like a life time since he has seen Ahri. The last time he had spoken with her, was only to watch her run away in tears when Leona's pregnancy had been announced. In between league matches he had made attempts to apologize but all he caught was a glimpse of her tails as she turned a corner. Summoners and champions a like would stand in his way, asking him to "give her time", "you need to focus on Leona, right now".
The only thing that kept him from starting a fight was Leona, if he would force his way through them. He knew it would only make the strain in their more public. Letters he had written and slid under her door at night had gone un answered. She was only a few doors down from him but she might as well be on Ionia across the sea.
The league had taken a recess between the off season. Leona had decided to head back a few weeks early as she was excused from all matches due to her pregnancy.

He knew Leona had hesitations about leaving him behind but although long times friends; new lovers and soon to be parents Leona and Pantheon had become acquaintances. The competition from Ahri had made Leona's feelings for him arise but for Pantheon, it had made him mourn for Ahri, a playful woman who made him feel alive and brighten his day. Leona had decided to give him a few weeks as she could sense his mourning for Ahri, yet deep down inside she would not say it and hoped he kept his distance.

Pantheon laid in his bed, head buzzing from the hang over from the previous night before. The night at the local taverns had kept he's mind of Ahri. Zed and Shen would stop by and keep him company but they would quickly disappear as Syndra and Sona would show up. He envied his friends new life's, for one he wished with all his might he could be happy with Leona but deep down inside he knew no matter how hard he fought that feeling Ahri, her face her voice and smile drowned out all Leona could ever be. It made no sense to him Leona, that beautiful golden eyed auburn haired girl he had loved and cared all his life had been replaced in his heart for a woman he had known for less than a few months.

…..

" You, must stay away from him. You know it leads to no good."

Ahri looked around, and found Katarina sitting next to her on a park bench. She studied the stunning red haired assassin and saw the pain look in her eyes.

"She's pregnant, you can't hurt her. What would people say?"
Ahri, looked down and quickly answered.
"I miss him so much, I have to see him!"

The last few months had been pitied looked and hush words from so called friends she had never known she had. Most had been the same "I'm sorry, you two looked so happy together."

Kat, gave Ahri a furlong look.

"No matter how much you love them, men they will always have other priorities other alliances we will always be second to them. For god and country, you know? I don't mean to impose but Pantheon now has to raise he's child to the heir of the Solari, how can you ever compete?"

Ahri , felt tears trying to escape as she choked down wanting to yell and shot at Katarina that Pantheon would of never made her second to anything that he loved her. But she felt defeated the public pressure to stay away a man who is expecting a child would certainly cause more controversy than she needed. Ahri, would take this lesson as another painful experience of being a human.

Katarina, looked into the distance and her eyes focused on the sunset.

"I love him so much, no matter how many times I threaten to kill him. I'll love him more than he will ever know. I feel so stupid." Tears started rolling down her face.
" He told me, he didn't know how it would work out me being from Noxus and he being an enemy….." She took a deep breath, her tears pinking her pupils.
" I didn't want to hear him, give me some stupid line, how it's not you it's me speech.."

"Katarian! Where are you?" "Please speak to me!"

A voice could be heard through hedge droves nearing them, Ahri didn't say anything but she knew it was Garen. Katarina's back stiffen as she turned and gave her a soft smile and walked towards Garen's voice.

Ahri, kept her distance but followed Katarina. She staid at a distance and watched she was curios and also wanted to support Katarina. So far one of the few woman who had been kind and friendly towards her.

Garen, approached slowly towards Katarina and spoke softly.

" I'm sorry I wanted to tell you how I…I…I would give up my rank, my inheritance Demacia for you."
She could hear the sound of pounding fist on flesh and metal, she looked around the corner of a hedge drove and saw Katarina standing over Garen. He's chest rising and falling quickly as he laid on his back.

"You, asshole! I thought you were, dumping me!" Kataria yelled at him half yelling half crying as she took a few more swings at him Ahri, held back a giggle watching the small lithe frame of Katarina taking free swings at Garen, who could easily squish her like a bug.

Katarina, fell to her knees crying. Which surprised Ahri, Katarina had was considered a strong champion in the league and a feared fighter. But to see her so vulnerable even brought tears to her eyes. Garen, stood up and walked up to her and knelt down in front of her softly holding her by her shoulders and lifting him up.
"I promised you the first time and I'll primes you again. I'll never leave you. One day I'll make you my bride."
Ahri, could see both of their cheeks flush with a blush at the mention of "bride".
Katarina quickly jumped up as if she were climbing a tree and wrapped her legs around him and gave him a deep kiss, her sad tears had become ones of joy.
"I hate you so much Garen." She said while punching him meekly on his chest. "But I love you so much more." He responded back to her stopping her in her tracks with a kiss.

Their show of love and affection made Ahri's mind up for her, she had made her mind she had to see Pantheon one last time. She told her-self, just for closure, nothing more.

…..

The curtains covering his windows had made his room seem dark and lonely. Bottles of liquor and ale lined counters and his desk. Pantheon had grown accustomed to two pains in his life and only of them could be alieved. The thought of never seeing Ahri had hurt him more than he could of ever phantom, her kind words and support had given him so much hope at a time when Leona had forgotten him.

Leona, had returned to Mount Targon dismissed from all League events due to her pregnancy. Pantheon had drowned his sorrow with alcohol it was the only thing that had kept the dread away of spending his life with a woman who didn't love him. He was grateful for the early recess and he decided to stay in the facilities for a few more weeks before heading back home. Most of his days and nights were spent drinking in his room while his late mornings were spent curing his hang over. He yearned to speak to Ahri, again and live out his fantasy of being with her. Yet he knew he could not be an absentee father, he's life choices were made for him. He rolled from his bed and looked at the clock on the wall, it was already 2:17PM. He reached for a half full bottle of Demacian Whiskey. Garen had shared it with him while confiding in him about his sacrifices he will end up making to be with Katarina.

Garen, had showed up unannounced half shot, wanting a friendly ear all while Pantheon decided to hold his tounge while the issue of Ahri was mentioned. He had resigned himself to never see her again, speaking of her would only make the pain much worse and would he knew it would be counter productive to he's and Loena's reconciliation.

Finally getting out of bed he walked to the bathroom and ran cold water over his face shocking his system. He looked at himself in the mirror his eyes looked heavy and tired, he washed his teeth the mistiness of the paste mixing with and complete removing any trace taste of liquor. Was this what his life had become, himself full of self-pity when he was about to become a father and spend the rest of his life with Leona. Why should he be sad? Rhetorical Question. He thought to himself.

A soft knock on the door broke his concentration. He wiped his mouth of toothpaste and water and headed to the door.

….

It all happened too quickly for him to think of the consequences. Ahri, gave him a faint smile and his heart started pounding as she walked into his dark and unkempt apartment he felt embarrassed.

"I..I…brought you back your mother's shawl…. It's not right for me to keep it."

She reach out with it in hand begging that he'd take it so she could turn and walk away before her emotions got the best of her.

"It was a gift for you."
He walked slower, towards her, Ahri kept backing herself against the door. He reached out for he shawl, soft warm material felt like a glove between their fingers. They couldn't deny their feelings for each other, Ahri knew it was wrong but when she felt his hold her hand the fabric the only barrier, feeling his touch again gave her goosebumps. Their fingers intertwined between the warm shawl, the silence spoke lauder than words as they looked into each other's eyes. He touch or his other hand around her waist made her heart race. She kept taking small steps back, until she could feel the warmth of his large frame close to her, their previous coyness was gone. The elation of seeing each other was a high and elation both could not deny. The wrongness of it all, Pantheon a father to be and Ahri trying to escape her past where both washed away in each other's minds a both knew they couldn't live without each other.

"We can't…Leona..I…shouldn't be here" she spoke trying to convince herself to leave.

"I love you" was all he said as he pressed her lithe dancer like frame up against closed door, forcefully yet so gentle. He's longing and anticipation showed through yet he was caring and loving.

…

Pantheon, held he's new baby girl as she cooed and smiled at him. Looking off into the cool air overlooking the valley. He covered her soft small head to keep her warm. He fought not to think of Ahri, in a moment of such personal happiness for Leona and he. He walked back into the delivery room and walked up to the bed were Leona rested. He brushed sweat soaked hair from her face. Leona reached out with her eyes closed for his hand he held it and their hands intertwined. He placed their child next to her chest and they Leona, held her tightly.

He's moment of elation quickly ended as Leona spoke to him softly.
"I have to recover quickly, the priest the solari need me. I feel so useless right now."

Pantheon, kept his mouth shut in awe. He assumed that Leona would be just as happy as he was but he quickly realized how the Solari had built a schism between them. He slowly wondered if he's was resigned to a life where he and their child would always be second to the Solari, for Leona.