"Eight months." Belle said as she looked out the window of the baby room that Adam gave her as her wedding gift. "Eight months of pregnancy and eight months of marriage."

"Ten months of freedom." Her husband said as he walked up next to her. Belle knew that Adam was talking about his freedom from his beastly spell.

"Nine and a half months of reuniting with our mothers...and our magical forms." Belle added in...and Adam couldn't disagree with that. Two to three weeks after Adam was set free from his spell, they found out that their mothers were magical beings and were brought back to life by their empress: Lady Temps. They also found out about their magical forms they inherited from their mothers. Adam had a moth sorcerer form, and could make clothes out of silk, and Belle had a deer sorceress form, with the power of Spring.

Belle and Adam only used their magical forms when they were alone and no one to see them, despite that the servants knew everything. No one wanted to have it spread that the Prince of the land, or his bride, was the child of magical beings. The servants also kept their mouths shut not just because of that reason alone. Lady Temps, the empress of the world of magic and the sorceress of time, had scared them into silence about staying silent about Adam and Belle's magic.

The servants were also very excited about the child that Belle was bringing into the world, despite the fact that the child was conceived a little before Adam and Belle were officially married. About one month into the pregnancy, Belle couldn't put anything solid on her stomach. The only thing her stomach could tolerate was soup; it didn't matter whether the soup was creamy, broth-like, spicy or plain. Soup was the only thing Belle could tolerate, despite putting a few solid things in the soup, such as bread and vegetables. Another effect of Belle's pregnancy was that she wasn't always in her human form. Belle would, most of the time Adam saw her, be in her deer sorceress form. Belle seemed to change back to her human form after she had eaten.

"It's hard to believe how much has happened." Belle said continuing to stare out the window. Adam can tell that his wife had changed, mainly because of the pregnancy, but she was still her independent self.

"It will be any day for our child to be born." He said, trying hard not to get too excited. Belle looked at him and smiled.

"Admit it, Adam." She said, "Are you hoping for a son or a daughter?" Adam quickly sensed this teasing method of his wife's. Every time she asked that, he tried to avoid the question. His family's past was still...tugging and poking at him and, with Belle now pregnant, the one thought about his family's past was that only boys were allowed to be born. He wanted to change that; he didn't want his Aunt Henrietta the only girl in the royal family.

"All right, I'll answer it now. I hope we have a princess."

"So am I." Belle said, "It wouldn't matter to me if we have a son, but I want a daughter most of all."

"To prove that women can be independent?" He teased.

"Very funny, Adam." She said as she smiled and crossed her arms. Just then, the two of them heard a knock on the door. Adam looked like he was getting ready to lose his mind when he heard that knock.

"Why can't Cogsworth leave me alone?" He groaned.

"You are the Prince of the land." Belle pointed out, "You'll soon be a King once our child is born. It's your...well, our responsibility to take care of the Kingdom."

"I know, but that doesn't mean I have to deal with it everyday!" The knocking soon became repetitive and harder. Adam finally gave up and went to the door. There was Cogsworth, in his pompous attitude. "Yes, Cogsworth?"

"Sire," he said, "someone is here to see you."

"Who?"

"Your cousin." Cogsworth answered; Adam's face almost dropped. "He dropped by unannounced; wanting to see you."

"Let's go see him!" Belle said, pushing past Adam and Cogsworth. Cogsworth looked at Adam, wondering if he was going to stop her.

"You know I can't stop her." Adam said, looking at Cogsworth. "That child of ours doesn't slow her down or stop her from doing anything." The two of them quickly caught up with Belle as she was reaching the bottom of the stairs. Despite her baby belly, she was still pretty quick; it didn't matter if she was a human with heeled shoes or a deer with her four hooves.

"Mistress," Cogsworth said, walking backwards and in front of Belle. "I don't mean to get in the way, but you really shouldn't be moving around."

"Why not?" She asked, still walking towards the front hall.

"Forgive me for being blunt, but you're pregnant! That child will pop out of you any day...NO, any, hour, minute, second! You really shouldn't be out and about! What happens if you're in...the carriage and the baby wants to come out? Or if you're outside? You can't give birth in the dirt!"

"Cogsworth," Adam said as all three stopped in their tracks, "you've been pushy and irritable ever since the news came out. Out of everyone here, you don't have much knowledge in this area."

"You have a point, sire," Cogsworth said, trying to stand up for himself, "but if there's anything I might know in this area is that a woman should be resting near the end of the eight month. Nobody can deny that, not even you and the mistress!" Adam could tell for a fact that Cogsworth had a point, especially when he's confident enough to stand up to him. Adam looked back at Belle to talk to her, but she had one of the oddest looks on her face.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He asked, but Belle's face didn't change. She didn't even speak to him or Cogsworth.

"She looks like she's in shock!" Cogsworth pointed out; Adam grabbed his wife's shoulders.

"Belle, tell me what's wrong!" He asked again and Belle still didn't say anything. She just whimpered as she pointed downwards. Adam looked down and saw that the bottom of Belle's dress...was wet, including a small puddle on the stone floor.

"Oh my goodness!" Cogsworth managed to say before summoning all the servants to help!