Let me give you a brief summary:

I sat in my room at Dr. Martinez's house, or my mom's house. I can't believe that Angel is dead. Fang left me for my clone and now I have to save the world. My Response: Oh Insert word of Choice Crap. Regular day for me only 8.4 times worse.

Dylan walked into my room.

"Listen I know it's tough for you right now, so how can I help you?" Dylan asked. The thing was I realized my feelings don't really matter right now. I've done so many impulsive things that don't really do any good for anyone. Then I thought back to what the doctor guy said, about having an heir to keep order and all that other crap that the scientist said.

"I need time alone to think out a strategy. So please leave." I said attempting to be cordial. As Dylan started to leave and I said "Wait…..Dylan I need some time to talk to you about something."

Dylan closed the door and I told him that I wanted to have a baby. At first he just utterly stunned and blinked several times before saying "Wait, Wait… Why?"

"Because Dylan I don't know when the next time will be I can have kids. Heck I don't know if I can considering I'm a hybird." I said hoping he'd get my drift.