Author's note: Okay, I suck at summaries, so here you go.

Neytiri and Jake can't have a child, or they think they can't since Norm and Max have told them they can't. They need an heir for the Omaticaya clan, so when an opportunity presents itself, Neytiri jumps at the chance. But this charade won't be easy to pull off, as they would need to make it seem like it is their child.

This is a prequel to my other story, Accidentally On Purpose. You don't need to read either to understand one, but this would give you some background information and plot spoilers! Well... yeah, plot spoilers. So, enjoy! Reviews and favourites are always appreciated! And I don't own the canon characters of this story or the concept. Also, this is based on Desperate Housewives.

Chapter One | I'm Sorry

'Children are remarkable for their intelligence and ardour, for their curiosity, their intolerance of shams, the clarity and ruthlessness of their vision.' – Aldous Huxley

A beautiful, vibrant Na'vi female was seated upon a log on the outskirts of Hometree, cleaning her bow carefully. Her ears flickered as she heard children playing in the river, around where the Pa'li frolicked. Neytiri gave a smile as she watched the children of her brothers and sisters, but that smile had a longing gaze to it. One her mate knew too well as he came and wrapped his arms around her. "Someone call heaven, for I think they are missing an angel," Jake purred in Neytiri's ear. Neytiri blushed and gave a laugh, kissing him gently and then elbowing him. "Hey, what was that for?"
"For being a liar," Neytiri told him gently. "I am not an angel."

"Sure you are," Jake smiled. "And I love you."

Neytiri looked at her mate. "All right... What do you want?" She asked.

Jake chuckled. "Nothing. Do I have to be interrogated every time I say 'I love you'?"

Neytiri shook her head and smiled at him before letting her eyes drift over to a group of her female friends. Jake followed her gaze as she watched her friends talk. "Are you going to go say hi?" Jake asked her.

His mate looked back down at her bow. "No," she replied. Jake was about to ask why when he took a closer look at her friends. One of them, Nikti, Neytiri's closest girlfriend, was wearing a shift made of a loose cloth. It was loose-fitting, with thin sleeves, and reached down to just above the knee. Jake gave a sigh and looked at Neytiri. "Nikti's pregnant?" He asked, knowing that was the dress that Na'vi women wore when they were expecting. It allowed the members of the clan to know they were expecting, and to tell the males to not piss them off. Of course, that wasn't the real reason, but it was an indicator to Jake of who to be very, very nice to.

Neytiri nodded slowly in response to her mate's question. Jake sighed and hugged her. "Sweetheart..."
"Do not sweetheart me," Neytiri sighed. "I will be fine."

Jake shook his head sadly. "Don't lie. I know you want a child."
Neytiri looked at her mate and gave a small smile. "Ma Jake, do not be upset... I would rather have you."

Jake looked at her with a soft gaze in his eyes, a twitch of a smile coming to his face. "You say that now. But what will happen when Nikti's baby arrives, and all your friends start having babies? What if you change your mind?"

Neytiri looked at Jake oddly. "'Change my mind?'" She echoed. Jake nodded. "We've been together how long and you have not realised that my mind doesn't change?"

Jake looked at her and hesitated for a fraction of a second; he decided not to point out that her mind did in fact change, and she left him for dead during the war for a bit. He had called after her, and she left him hanging. Literally. "Sure... Yeah, just realised," Jake said with a smile. He kissed her gently. "I'm sorry I can't give you a baby. I know you love children." With Jake's human DNA still running through him, it didn't really work for them having children. Max, Jake's best friend, had told them they had about a ten percent chance of having children themselves. And even if they did, they had never had a Na'vi slash Avatar baby before. It could have serious problems in the long run, mentally and physically. They really didn't know.

Neytiri placed a finger to her mate's lips. "Stop it. If children do not happen... I am fine with that," Neytiri smiled, but Jake saw right through her. That smile was anything but genuine. Jake let his ears go down a little, but he forced a smile on his face. He had vowed to do whatever it took to make Neytiri happy, and so far, two months after they had mated, he was failing. Neytiri scrambled through her thoughts to get to something less morbid than this conversation. "Uh... Oh, my cousin Kiyeri is coming to visit."

Jake looked at her, his sad expression dropping and replacing one of interest. "Oh?" He asked. "Have I met her?"

Neytiri thought for a moment, trying to think if Jake had met Kiyeri is a whirlwind of introductions when he joined the clan. "No, I do not believe so. She's sixteen and is part of a clan not too far from our own. She wants to come to ours though," Neytiri smiled.

Jake chuckled. "Why? After the reputation we've gotten?" He asked. The Omaticaya clan were semi-feared at the same time of being the most respected clan after the war. Even though Jake had shown he was nothing but a Na'vi, many still didn't trust him and some clans had torn away from the Omaticaya. Jake felt terrible, but Mo'at, Neytiri and many others told him he was the best leader since Eytukan. He didn't really know if they were telling the truth though. Neytiri might be, but the others now knew how to lie.

Neytiri smiled. "She's not like the others. She's really sweet. She's smart; she's never done anything wrong."
The topaz eyes of her mate focused on her. "You don't need to sell her to me, sweetheart." He said with a bemused smile. He sighed then and went back to the previous conversation. "I really am sorry I can't give you a child."

Neytiri rolled her eyes at Jake. "Okay, I am looking for a nice way to shut you up, so – " Neytiri laughed and kissed her mate lovingly, ignoring the eyes that were probably watching them since they were out in the open.