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CHAPTER ONE: CHEATER

"I tell you! I am so sick of this!" The two month pregnant Dragon Nebula, Nebula or DN (to those she liked) said irritably. She was pacing angrily between her kitchen and her bathroom of her Eagle Nebulae home. She was twisting her streaked black and red hair around her finger in frustration.

"Um, Nebula," her husband, Jhun, started. "Are you sick…again?"

"I cannot stand this!" Nebula yelled.

"Guess that answers my question," Jhun muttered. He had been dealing with the irritability of Nebula's pregnancy ever since they moved back home from Titans Tower two months ago. "This can't be good for the baby either, Dear."

"Jhun, the baby is like two inches long. This nauseousness is not good for the mommy."

"I know…"

"No, you don't. You just know what I tell you," Nebula interrupted quickly.

"I'm guessing the sympathy pains do not count either, do they?" Jhun asked, scratching his tan hair on top of his bronzed-skinned head.

"It's bad enough that I'm sick all the time," Nebula continued to rant, "but now my powers are wonky. This baby has screwed up my empathy and pacified my weather powers. Do I look like a softy to you?"

Jhun sighed in shame. "Do you think that you'll be able to get it together before we go to Titans Tower? It's the twins' birthday party today. I don't them to be fear stricken by your irritability."

"Forget them for a minute; I'm being punished. I thought the heightened senses were bad; this is worse."

Jhun smiled and nodded his head in approval. "Well, according to this prenatal Nebulae book, that should pass over time. Like…within the first three months."

"Jhun, I am two months pregnant," Nebula reminded him, "Don't symptoms dwindle down to a minimum when the deadline is comin'? This is your fault!"

"Mine?" Jhun looked at her, surprised by her last comment.

"I didn't get myself pregnant! You knocked me up!" Nebula folded her arms.

"One of the best things that ever happened during our marriage." Jhun walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "You'll see; we'll be okay."

"Ha! Speak for yourself; you're not the one carrying this thing." She then grimaced. "By the way, can you please ease up on the cologne until this trimester thing is over because you're killing me here?"

Jhun chuckled, releasing his wife just as someone knocked on the door.

"Now this baby wants me to hear knocking? It's determined to drive me nuts!" Nebula said.

"Neb, we both hear knocking. Someone is at the door," Jhun explained, walking to the door.

"Oh." She scoffed. "I knew that." Nebula then followed him. She saw Jhun open the door to the leader of Team Titans' wife and the mother of three powerful children, Raven Roth-Greyson. Her violet hair and white cloak blew in the cool breeze.

"Hello, Raven," Jhun greeted pleasantly. "What a surprise."

Nebula narrowed her eyes. "Hold up, girlfriend," she said bluntly, looking around her friend's being. "I don't see any bags and no kids. I'm assuming that there's no trouble this time?"

Raven chuckled. "I can't come visit you out of sheer pleasure?"

"No," Nebula replied gravely.

"Nebula!" Jhun started.

"What? It's the truth!" Nebula shot back. "Name one time she came over here without a problem."

Jhun looked at her sternly.

"Can we talk?" Raven asked, smiling.

"See?" She said to her husband. She then turned to Raven. "Sure."

"I will just wash dishes or something," Jhun said. "I know all about the 'woman-talk' routine that you two have." He began to walk off. "Call if you need me."

Nebula smiled sweetly as her husband left and then turned back to Raven who had just sighed.

"All right!" Nebula started. I know this is a conversation for the living room, so…" Nebula escorted Raven into her red walled living room.

"How are things going…Mom?" Raven asked her playfully.

"Girl, I am sick and tired of this nauseousness," Nebula replied, "and them dry, throat-stopping saltine crackers don't do didley squat. Why didn't you say something while you were pregnant with Arella or the twins?"

"You wouldn't have believed me if I told you and if you did you would have probably would have told me to tough it out," Raven answered.

"Yeah, well, I don't care how many women tell me being pregnant is a wonderful experience. I'm sore, I'm sick and I'm miserable; what part am I supposed to be enjoying?"

They both sat down on the living room couch.

"So what are you doing here any way? You're supposed to be getting ready for the twins' birthday party," Nebula said.

"I don't know how to say this, but…um…" Raven started.

"Um…?" Nebula asked, urging her to go on.

"It's a crazy idea…"

"Spit it out, Rae!" Nebula yelled to her. "I can't wait 'til Christmas. I'm scheduled for labor before that. It better not be along the lines of 'I'm pregnant again'. It's my turn."

"It's not that at all!" Raven said, blushing profusely.

"Then what?"

Raven sighed. "I think that Nightwing may have had an affair," she said finally.

Nebula shot up to her feet. "What!"

"Let me finish…" Raven started.

"Rae, I'm pregnant, I'm emotional and I don't want to go to jail for attempted murder based on an 'I think'. Especially when you two had just made up."

"I know it's a terrible assumption, but…"

"Screw that! How did you come to a conclusion that he was having an affair?"

"My coma," Raven replied vaguely.

"Your coma?" Nebula asked in disbelief. "You think that he cheated on you during your time as Sleeping Beauty? Even he is not that stupid!"

"I know what you're thinking, but…"

"You know what I'm thinking? Is this a question?" Nebula yelled. "I'm no Nightwing fan per say and his previous actions prove my point, but you're the one who married him!"

Raven stared blankly. "Are you finished?" She asked dully.

Nebula scoffed.

"Can I explain?"

"Might as well." Nebula folded her arms.

"I've been going to follow-up sessions at the hospital because they didn't believe that marital stress and complications of labor were the only causes of my coma." She cleared her throat.

Nebula quirked an eyebrow trying to see the point.

"Nebula, they found something at my last appointment."

Nebula's look softened.

"I've, um, been diagnosed with AIDS."

"Oh," Nebula said softly, feeling herself about to cry.

"And to make matters worse, it may have infected Arella also while I was pregnant with her and I think that I'm…"

Nebula grabbed onto the wall, bracing herself for what Raven was about to say. "What?" She asked timidly.

"Dying," Raven replied simply.

"Oh, Lord, they 'dun let the devil in the house…!" She then dropped onto the carpeted floor in tears.

A/N: Ta Dow! How you like me now? I'm Back...!

How was that for a new beginning? I'm apologizing ahead of time for this. My schedule is really, really tied up, so I don't know when I will be able to upload more. I had to find time to upload now. Tell me what you think. And once again, sorry!

DN