Disclaimer: No, I don't own Artemis or Holly…but I do own Anna-Maria. This is supposed to be pretty much a one-shot, but I may post another chapter or so if I get good reviews…

"Hmmm…consistent vomiting…frequent head pain…uneasiness of the stomach…"

Holly practically fell asleep on the table while listening to Artemis read the medical report out loud. "Get on with it, Mud Boy."

Artemis ignored her as he continued to read the report. "…as well as a change in dietary habits. Hmmm…Anna-Maria must be…"

Holly lifted her head. "Yes?"

"She must be…"

"Yes?"

"She must be suffering from a brain-tumor!"

Holly deflated like a balloon instantly. She snatched the medical report and read it quickly; then rolled her eyes and reached over to smack the back of Artemis's head. "Great job, Mister Genius!"

"Ow! Holly, what was that for?" Artemis exclaimed as he rubbed his neck and head, wincing.

"You made a misdiagnosis! Anna-Maria isn't suffering from a brain-tumor, you doorknob; she's pregnant!"

"Where does it say that?"

Holly flipped the report over to show him. "It was on the other side, in fine print: 'the patient is expecting'."

"Oh."

Holly waited for him to get the picture. First-time fathers are usually very disbelieving at first and usually in denial (that's what it was like for my dad ).

"Oh! I – I'm going to be a father! Which means…Mother and Father are going to be grandparents; well, there's going to be mixed feelings in that aspect."

Holly plopped her head on the table. Artemis had caught on a lot faster than most males, but his reaction was still pretty much the same.

"I have to tell Anna-Maria!"

"Of course, Artemis," Holly mumbled. "Can't have the baby if the mother doesn't know."

"Tell me what?"

Holly turned towards the new voice as Artemis jumped up and swept Anna-Maria into his arms. "Whoa, Artemis, dear; relax! Our wedding anniversary is next month, remember?"

Holly lifted her head. "I don't think that's why he's so happy."

Anna-Maria looked at her for a moment. "Really? Artemis, will you put me down please? I think I am getting slightly nauseous."

"That's wonderful!" Artemis exclaimed.

Anna-Maria looked up at him, surprised. "It is?" She got down and got herself a glass of water. "Why is that?"

"Because, Anna-Maria, you're going to be a mother!"

Anna-Maria's surprise was so great that she immediately spit out the water that she had been in the midst of drinking. The spit-out water ended up six inches away from Holly's face. "Well, you always were good at taking news calmly." Holly muttered sarcastically as she backed away from the water. "Somebody's going to have to clean that up, and it's not going to be me."

"I – I'm going to be a WHAT?"

Artemis put his arms around her gently. "Anna-Maria, calm down, please. You have another being inside you, growing with you. You are going to need to be more careful from now on."

"I need to use a bathroom with a good sink."

"Good, while you do that, I'll think up names if we have a boy, and suitable names if we have a girl." Artemis replied as she made her way to the bathroom.

Holly picked up the medical report again. "Actually, you need to come up with a name for a girl, and one for a boy. You've got twins; a girl and a boy."

"TWINS?!" Anna-Maria and Artemis said simultaneously.

"How long have I been pregnant?"

"About three months, apparently."

"Three months?!" Anna-Maria was unconscious before she could hit the floor (which she didn't because Artemis caught her).

Holly watched with interest. "Well, that was unexpected."

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