I don't own the Forger/Shades of Gray, Shannon Neprily does.
I also don't own Trinity Blood, because I'm not as creative as Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo. I really wish I did own them though:)

This is a sequel to Not So Cute. You might not know exactly what's up if you don't read Not So Cute first, but you won't be completely lost. This story can stand on its own, but then you'd wonder where all these people came from and how this story strayed so far from Trinity Blood.

This story is rated M, for language and possible MxM sexual scenes.

Whew! That was a mouthful.

Okay, here goes. :)

The baby dilemma.

Chapter 1

Torian woke to a hard knock at the door. He rolled over, nudging Abel awake before slipping out of the sheets.

Reaching for his robes, he drew them up his body, slipping them up over his shoulders. He slapped his messy platinum blonde hair back into a ponytail.

Abel quickly pulled his pants up and zipped them before reaching for his shirt. There didn't seem much use in putting on his outer robes, so he left it at that.

"What the hell are you waking us up at four a.m. for?" Torian yelled, whipping the door open.

He paused at the huge angel that stood in the doorway with long black hair hanging loose to his hips and blood red bangs framing his face. He was a daunting six foot three compared to Torian's five foot six. Deep red eyes stared at Torian for a moment before brightening.

"Devi's pregnant!" He announced, a grin splitting over his usually dark and frightening face.

"He's what!" Abel stared, completely caught off guard by the news.

"What are we going to do?" Torian asked, eyes wide.

"I'm going to have to keep vigilant watch over the building. Word will catch soon that Lord Revlis is with child. Once that happens demons and angels will flock this way to try to tear the child from his body. They think its an abomination for us to breed. Since I can't always be by his side, I'll need you two to take care of him," Sevriel bowed deeply to them, eyes pleading.

"The biggest problem is keeping him indoors. Devi isn't one to sit idle while the shit hits the fan," Torian scratched his scalp, trying to think of alternate means.

"The real problem is that once his is far enough along he will not be able to use his power. He won't be able to get out of bed either once the child is big enough," Sevriel could feel his heart sinking to his knees, without help he could not protect Devi.

"I've been around pregnant women before, maybe I might be able to help," Abel offered.

"Make sure you take off all crosses before helping, when he is vulnerable crosses can make him very ill," Torian grinned, reaching back and taking Abel's hand in his own.

He had been there when Silver gave birth to Devi. Not even Devi could be worse than the raging human woman who seemed an endless pit of PMS and cravings.