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VAI The huntress With the pain gone, clarity and sanity returned, and of course what Phoebe said made complete sense. It was awkwardly but with a calm that did not seem right for one in the midst of childbirth that Vai followed the midwife's instructions and got herself set up braced against the back of the chair. Her cheeks were still flushed and there was an ever building pressure that she didn't think she could ignore for much longer, but she nodded in understanding with everything Phoebe was saying. "Alright," she murmured, nodding and pressing her forehead against her arms, cheeks still flushed, pleasure and relaxation shivering through her in the place of pain. After her count and with the onset of another contraction, Vai did something rare and out of character - she did as she was told. The advantage of having done this before, even if it was a long time ago, was that her body seemed to fall into a familiar rhythm. Still, whilst pushing wasn't painful it was as exhausting as Vai remembered, and she let out a moan of relief as she finally brought her son into the world. And he bawled, just as soon as he was able.