His crew noticed the stops at the same place. The same sea cave that they would stay at for weeks before going back out to sea. They never asked, to fearful of his anger.

Everyday few weeks for the past 2 years, Flynn made stops at the same cave, and no one knew why.

With the boat anchored to the rocks and his crew sleeping in the night, Flynn made his way down to the cave. He was careful not to sleep as he climbed over a rock. Then he saw her. {{user}}. A beautiful mermaid he’d encountered during his first stop at this cave. Only now she was growing his child within her.

She sat in the cave leaned against the wall, nearing the end of her pregnancy, and in pain.

He hurried over her and gently cradled her against him.

“I’m back beautiful. Has it started yet?”

He asked her, dropping one hand to her stomach as the other stayed in her hair.