I do not own Gorillaz

Dusk, a twilight sky hung in the air like a dense fog. Light snores of the house disturbed the night, puffs of breath filling up the silence like a humidifier. It seemed no one was awake this time of night.

Except for Paula Cracker.

She crept in the window of the house, stealthy and cat-like, only having eyes for one target. As she reached her destination, she grinned maniacally and opened the door.

The room was plain, wood covered floors to match the walls, an old creaking rocking chair in the corner, some odd looking toys scattered about the floor, and a simple crib in the middle of it all.

Paula snuck over to the crib and picked up the thing inside of it, the very thing she came for. It was a baby girl, no more than one year old with bright blue hair. The baby was wide awake, but didn't cry, instead she cooed and blinked her large eyes up at the woman.

Paula sneered down at her, then smirked confidently edging towards the window of the room. She opened it making sure to make as little noise as possible and climbed out, careful as to not upset the small being she carried. As she sped off down the street she stopped to look back at the house she had just ransacked.

"You all had this coming." She hissed, "See how you like it when you lose something you love."

And with that she was gone.

Stuart Pot woke up with a bad feeling.

Now normally when you have a bad feeling it's best to investigate what the problem may be, y'know get some answers. But 2D woke up with a naked Murdoc spooning him.

Needless to say he shrugged off the bad feeling.

It's not like it was the first time 2D has woken up to a naked Murdoc, after all they had been in a relationship for quite sometime, and there was the baby.

Yep. The baby.

You see the baby was, as most children are, an accident. One day 2D had become sick, down with a nasty flu of some sorts that wouldn't let up. Murdoc being the very kind boyfriend he was, (really he was just tired of being sneezed on) decided to whip up a good ol' satanic concoction sure to cure 2D of his illness. 2D, skeptical of his boyfriend's ritualistic remedies but desperate to get rid of his cold readily agreed.

It wasn't until after he had drank the potion did he notice things starting to happen.

For starters, his nausea hadn't stopped at all. At first he thought that the potion had just not worked, and he would just have to tough out the cold himself.

But then he started gaining weight.

His pants, which had always fit just right, got more and more snug as the days went by, until he finally decided to just by new ones.

Then came the cravings. And by about the fourth peanut butter and pickle sandwich 2D had decided that something was wrong.

As he sat in his room contemplating weather or not he should visit the hospital, in walked Murdoc in all his green glory.

"How you feeling 2D?" He leaned on 2D's dresser and looked him up and down, "The drink work alright?"

2D sighed sadly, "I dunno Muds I don' fink it worked too good," He flopped backwards onto his bed, "I still feel like shit."

He heard a creak that was the sound of Murdoc sitting next to him on the bed and felt a hand on his knee, "Damn, I'm sorry Stu I thought it would work."

"Yeah well now It's even worse"

"Yeah? How's that?"

2D sighed again, "I'm still sick, but I wan' to eat everyfing. Even Russ' cooking. And did you know I've gained ten pounds?"

There was no response. "Muds?" 2D looked up, Murdoc's face had paled.

"I know what's wrong with you"

He ran out the door leaving a startled and confused 2D in his wake. 2D didn't even have time to think about going after him, because he was already back in the blink of an eye carrying what 2D recognized as his spell book.

"Come on, come on…." Murdoc was furiously thumbing through the pages of the book; searching for for something, "Bloody piece of….Found it."

2D got up to peer nervously over his shoulder "Wha' is it Murdoc?" He whimpered. He didn't like how quiet he had gotten.

Murdoc slowly turned to 2D. His eyes were wide, and he looked like he had just seen a ghost. With shaky hands he handed 2D the book to read.

2D, now very concerned, took the book and looked at the page.

It was the very same potion recipe that Murdoc had made for him, complete with steps, ingredients, side effec-

Wait.

Right there under the many list of side effects, was the word fertility.

2D still didn't understand, "Murdoc, wha-"

Murdoc finally opened his mouth to speak, "When I read the side effects I thought you'd be alright because I thought it would mean it would make you extra susceptible to gettin' birds pregnant," He ran his hands through his hair, "Which was fine cause you'd only be with me. But…."

2D's mind started to piece things together, he gulped. "But wha' Murdoc?"

"I think you're pregnant Stu."

So to say they were both very shocked would be an understatement.

Murdoc of course had many doubts about raising a child, with him having such an abusive father and not really sure how to be a good one, but when their daughter was born all his fears had been laid to rest the second he laid eyes on her.

"She's beautiful." Murdoc whispered afraid to jostle the sleeping bundle in his arms.

They had settled for a home birth with a doctor they could trust. 2D was currently halfway asleep due to exhaustion and Russel and Noodle had already left saying they'd give them some space.

2D smiled brightly despite his fatigue and laughed at his boyfriend.

"She's not made of glass y'know."

"I just don't want to hurt her."

2D yawned, "You won' you'll be tha' best dad ever." And promptly passed out

Murdoc smiled and shook his head then looked down at his sleeping blue haired daughter, "I won't ever let you go." He breathed.

"I promise."

Murdoc groaned and buried his face into 2D's neck placing several kisses up and down his throat, "Good morning Stu" He growled

2D shivered and leaned into his touch, "Mornin' Muds" He flipped them over suddenly and kissed Murdoc roughly.

Murdoc laughed when they broke for air, "Not taking it slow this morning huh?"

"Nope"

It was several minutes into the heavy make out session when 2D noticed something was wrong. He broke away suddenly causing Murdoc to huff in annoyance.

"'Ey Murdoc I 'aven't heard the baby in a while." He said with concern.

Murdoc shrugged and sat up, "I'll go check on her if you want." He stood starting to dress himself.

2D nodded, "Fanks Muds."

Murdoc strolled down the hallway, with the confidence of someone who had a successful band, loving boyfriend, and beautiful family. He reached the door of his daughter's room and stopped abruptly. The door was ajar.

With a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach Murdoc entered the room quickly.

The first thing he noticed was the empty crib.

He dashed over to it, lifting up the covers and mattress to make sure the baby wasn't stuck or hiding or anything but missing.

Then he noticed the open window.

At that moment all feeling had left Murdoc's body. He ran to the window hoping against hope that the baby had not fallen out. When it was clear she didn't Murdoc was both relieved and the angriest he's ever been.

Just then a sleepy 2D walked in, "Wha's takin so long?" He caught sight of the empty crib and the furious Murdoc, "Murdoc? Wha' happened?"

"Somebody took her," Murdoc growled pacing the room, balling up his fists, "I'll kill them, I'll-"

"They took…." 2D whispered in disbelief, "No….but she's jus' a baby"

Murdoc stopped pacing and reached out for 2D. They clung to each other both trying to comfort the other while wallowing in sadness.

They searched for days with no clues, Noodle made flyers and put them out all over, Russel called the authorities and had no luck. They even made an announcement live in an interview.

No results.

Murdoc was in his daughter's room, looking at all the things she used to play with. He picked up one of her favorite toys, an old stuffed gorilla, a gift from her uncle Russel. He held it tight to his chest.

"I'll never let you go."

"I promise."