Mot's Pov

Dia holds me close to him as he sleeps. I just can't bring myself to sleep. Piper made a good point today. We don't know when Dianite's assassins are going to attack.

I know everything is getting to everybody's heads. The way Martha just broke down during my fitting today. Everybody blames her emotions on her pregnancy, which is reasonable I suppose since she's a little over 9 months.

But what isn't explainable is Dia's anger and Piper's paranoia. I feel myself begin to break down. Tears begin to flow from my eyes, I'm breaking.

This isn't how I was taught to be. No! I don't just break! I turn and snuggle into Dia's bare chest.

I begin to sob uncontrollably. This isn't how I want us to.....

"Shhh you're ok boyo." Dia coos, hearing his voice only makes me cry more. "We're gonna be ok." He whispers before kissing my forehead.

"Please don't cry Mot."

"I'm scared!" I sob and Dia holds me tighter. "I'm not gonna let anything or anyone hurt you."

"Dia Piper made a good point. We never know when Dianite's assassins are going to attack." I say and pull away so I can look into Dia's eyes.

"Mot where are you going with this?" Dia asks his eyes seem to be staring into my soul. He's trying to read my emotions. "Damn it Mot! You're learning!" Dia giggles.

"I'm just worried he'll attack us when we're sleeping. When everyone's weak." I break Dia and my's gaze only to find myself looking down at Dia's perfectly toned abs.

"Mot look at me." Dia says as the tears start flowing again. "Mot I need you to look at me." Dia repeats after a good five minutes if me just crying.

I slowly look back into Dia's eyes. "Mot we're safe here, I have this place protected. Nothing is gonna hurt u-"

"Did your suit fit?" I pause and move closer to Dia. "I'm sorry I just need to take my mind off things." Dia just smiles.

"It fit perfectly love." He pauses to give me a kiss. "Did you like it?" I ask quietly, knowing Dia's about asleep again.

"Yea it looked great." He manages to make out. I can feel all my emotions rushing back into me. "Don't cry." Dia whispers. I snuggle close into Dia's chest and close my eyes.

I begin to calm as I listen to Dia's heartbeat. "That's it boyo just breathe with my heart." Dia mumbles. I can tell he's trying real hard to stay awake.

"N.....no I....not tired." With in seconds Dia is out cold.

Just as I start to let myself drift off to sleep someone burst into our room.

"Mot Alyssa's gone into labor."