This is a Lumette (Lumiere x Babette from Beauty and the Beast) one-shot for lilbitofdisneymagic. Hope you enjoy!

Babette was hiding behind the master's velvet curtain. If anyone found her here in the West Wing, she would be in deepest trouble. It was the only place she knew Lumiere wouldn't find her. He was the source of all her troubles.
The West Wing really had been destroyed by the master. There were pieces of broken furniture everywhere, and it was extremely dark.

"Babette? Ma cherie?" The darkness was shattered by three orbs of golden light floating along.
Babette shrank back even further behind the curtains, but couldn't keep the edge of her feathers from sticking out.
There was a whistling noise, and one floating light was extinguished. A scent of smoke, dark and vaguely wood-scented, floated through the curtain.

Lumiere pulled back the curtain with his extinguished arm. "Mon amour?"
Babette hastily dried her eyes on the curtain. When she spoke, her voice was thick. "I'm here."
He sensed her sadness right away and extinguished his other hand. The only light in the room now was the top of his head. Lumiere took her face in both of his hands. "What is wrong?"
"Nothing." The lie was evident even to her.

"My little feather, tell me the truth. You ran off in the middle of the dinner service. Is it wrong of me to want to know what upset you?" Lumiere sat down beside her.
Babette sighed and sat down on the floor. All the dust was making it harder to breathe, but the master would notice if she swept. How could she tell Lumiere, who loved her so very much, that he was the problem she was having? Lumiere, who was so good and kind to her, how would he react?

"Lumiere, I know you are so very busy. If you do not want me, I will be alright." Babette brushed a feather out of her eyes.
Lumiere gripped her hands. "Non, non, I would never leave you, Babette. Were you worried about that?"
She shook her head miserably. "Promise you will not be mad at me?"
"Nothing you would do could ever upset me, amour." He kissed her forehead.

A tear rolled down Babette's cheek. "I just cannot believe this is happening..."
"What is it?" Lumiere felt a pang of sadness, seeing his beloved so upset like this.
"I am pregnant," she blurted, and the admission caused more tears to fall.
His jaw dropped. "My love, this is wonderful news! C'est magnifique!" A thought crossed his mind. "Why were you so scared to tell me?"

Babette took a deep breath. "Not everyone is as wonderful as you. I have been burned before." She lifted a layer of feathers to show him the singed tips of feathers burned black. "I just thought-"
Lumiere held her close. "I would never, never hurt you, my girl. I am your protector, not the one you must be protected from."
She dried her eyes. "I was just scared that you would reject me. That, because I have this child within me, I would be turned away."

Lumiere put his arms around her waist. "Incroyable," he marveled. "This child- it is going to be a wonder to behold. With my eyes and your smile, perhaps."
Babette laughed. "Maybe the child will have my hair, and your charm."
"My height and your laugh." He let his hand find the small of her back. "But no matter what, it will share our love. And that is what matters, non?"

Babette blew out the flame atop his head, and the two shared a kiss. The West Wing was still dark, but the flickering light of their love would continue to glow.

Well, there you have it! A nice little setup for your fic, Kiersten!