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Sorry for the removal. It was beyond my control. Hope I make it up to you with two additional chapters.

Knock, knock, knock.

Who could that be? Lirr Dillamond rolled over and looked at the clock. 2:30 a.m. Groaning, he rolled out of bed and went to answer the door. He knew his wife was a heavy sleeper, and had given up trying to make her do such things in the morning a long time ago.

Knock, knock, knock.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Lirr made his way over to the door. "Sweet Oz, what could possibly be so urgent that it couldn't wait until 6:00 am at LEAST." He opened the door and gasped.

There was his sister, standing in the doorway with a hood on, holding a little bundle of blankets. At least, it looked that way until the bundle fidgeted a little bit.

"Hi, Lirr." his sister said. "Sorry to wake you up so late, but it was kind of an emergency."

"You're fine." He peeked at the little bundle in her arms. "Does it have to do with her?"

"Yes, actually." Shen readjusted her grip on the baby. She couldn't have been more than a few days old, from how small she was. This was the first time Lirr got a good look at her. Still, it didn't take long for her emerald green skin to show. "She's only two hours old." Shen started to explain. "But her father couldn't accept her . . . condition, and he wanted me to take care of it."

"Oh, who could want to put this sweetheart up for adoption?" He took the baby in his own arms. "Hi, baby."

"Adoption . . . Sure. Anyway, I knew how much you and Rose wanted one of your own, and I knew you wouldn't judge." Shen sighed. "More than I can say for HIM." she muttered.

Lirr looked at the baby in his arms. "Shen, you really trust me with a human child?"

Shen blinked. "Weren't you telling me the other day that species doesn't matter?" she asked. "Besides, I can't think of anyone who would make better parents."

Lirr looked at the baby again and made a split-second decision. "Alright," he said. "She's ours."

Shen smiled. "Well, I'd better get going. A midwifes work is never done." She turned away and then turned back. "She's just been fed, so I'll bring the supplies around nine. Make sure she's comfortable. Good luck!"

"Thanks!" Now, how was he going to explain this to Rose? And for that matter, where was this little girl going to sleep?