A/N: Well after that Valentines Day short and a few discussions with ThePeawithGoggles, this story will be the canon aftermath of I Would Do Anything For Family. By The Blood of the Innocent will take place in an alternate timeline but One Choice, Can Change The World will be in the same timeline as the other stories.

Alison the Fire Flower, who wore a pair of silver Aviator glasses, sat beside her Paranormal Peashooter partner, Pete (Who was a ghost), opposite their Fire Pea son, Desmond. Desmond had a quizzical look on his face as he looked at his parents.

"Well...now that we're all here...I have some, big news." Alison said rather haphazardly, she didn't know how to approach the situation.

"Are we getting a pet?" Asked Desmond in a happy tone, his birthday was coming up and he had been hinting at the prospects of owning a pet. Both Pete and Alison smiled at their son.

"Maybe...But I think this is bigger than a pet, Des." Pete's tone was tainted with slight humour.

"Desmond...You are going to be a brother." Alison let the news slip rather quickly and Desmond just dropped the Foot Soldier helmet he was inspecting.

"...I...I'm going to...to be a brother?" Desmond stammered as he tried to comprehend what he had just been told.

"I believe you are." Pete stood and spoke before drifting out of the room. "I have some business to attend to for L.E.A.F. I'll be back in a few days."

"But it's my birthday in a few days..." Desmond let out in a slightly sad tone.

"Don't worry, Des. I'll be back for it."

Fast Forward a few months or so.

Alison lay beside the small, potted sapling that slightly resembled a Mystic Flower. She looked up when the door into her Private Ward was opened and the doctor, who happened to be a colleague of hers, let Desmond and Pete into the room. Both Peashooter and Fire Pea huddled around her bed, looks of relief and astonishment on their faces.

"Who's the new family member?" Pete asked Alison with a smile.

"I was thinking...Sonja." Alison replied weakly. Pete smiled at her and nodded.

"That's a nice name." Desmond uttered as he looked at his Mystic Flower sister. "I promise that no harm will come to her." Both Pete and Alison looked at their son in astonishment, it was a bold statement from someone his age.

"Never let anyone tell you that you aren't a Lathyrus, you just proved you are." Pete spoke quietly as the small sapling moved slightly.

"Alright. I really appreciate the two of you coming down here at such an early time in the morning. But I'm exhausted and I really think you both should be asleep." Pete smiled and kissed her lightly.

"Alright then. Goodnight, Alison. I'll come see you tomorrow." With that Pete placed a ghostly white pod on Desmond's shoulder. "Come on. I'll call you in sick tomorrow so you don't have to go in for drill and training."

"Thanks dad." Desmond replied. After that, Father and Son left the Ward and made their way home.

Fast Forward 10 years.

Desmond lay on his bed, the Foot Soldier Helmet he had gained over ten years ago sat upon the desk beside his bed. His cell phone sat beside him as he was in a call with the girl plant of his dreams, Raziel. Raziel was a Fire Rose who had, apparently, come from the past looking for a compatriot of hers that had apparently come to his present many years ago. Raziel was quickly enthralled with their present and decided she would stay, after consulting her master. After gaining their aproval, she was transfered into Desmond's squad.

"Look, Desmond. You're sweet but I mean...I'm pretty busy at the moment." Desmond frowned.

"Alright. Well...if you're ever free...let me know." Desmond's reply lacked any recognizable emotions.

"Hey, are you alright?" Raziel sounded somewhat intrigued.

"Yeah, I'm fine...Look, I gotta go. My dad is calling for me."

"Bye." As soon as Raziel finished saying 'bye', Desmond hung up and sat up. As soon as he sat up, his sister, Sonja, a Mystic Flower with clear white eyes, teleported beside him, a devioulsy smile on her face.

"Hey brother...what ya doing?" Sonja asked with a strangely curious tone.

"N-Nothing..." Desmond's reply was tainted with sadness.

"Oh no...Did she reject you...again?" Sonja's voice was toned with sarcasm.

"Sh-She's busy...She's just busy."

"Aw...someone's dealing with rejection." Sonja pulled her brother into a stranglehold and gave him a noogie. Desmond growled and tried to grab his sister. Sonja giggled as she teleported to his other side and lightly punched Desmond on his left arm. Desmond tried to grab her and she simply teleported to his other side and punched him, again. Desmond growled as he got up and stormed from his room. He walked into the lounge, a look of anger on his 22 year old face. He grabbed the remote and put the television on before he went into the kitchen and grabbed himself a glass of water and some plant food. He sat on the couch and ate the plant food as he watched two teams of All-Star zombies play Brain-ball, a variation of the old human game of Gridiron.