Disclaimer: I don't own Generator Rex or any of its character, they belong to Man of Action. I do, however, own Noelle, Emily, and any other character that is mine.

Okay, I was reading through GenRex fanfics, and I noticed a startling lack of CésarXOC stories, so here's one for you, sort of. It's more of an implied relationship though, but not by much XD. I have the idea for a big GenRex fanfic (I have a lot of those), but it won't be finished for a LONG time, if at all. SO since I couldn't wait, here's a bit of teaser for you.

Synopsis: César corners Noelle with his mind control machine just as she's trying to escape with her friend Emily. Only, she has a surprise for him that he definitely wasn't expecting. And that's very odd for this genius. César X OC. Set during Episode 42 Lions and Lambs, around month 2 of Rex's 6 month absence. White Knight, Six, and Holiday are already gone, Black Knight's in charge, and César just perfected his mind control machine thing after testing it on Emily.

Title: What to Expect When You're Expecting

Yup, here we go:

He pointed the thing, whatever it was, at her. A ball of yellow light formed at the tip of the gun like machine.

"César, stop. Please!" She held one arm up in front of her face and pushed Emily behind her with the other.

"This is the only logical conclusion, mi cielo." He steadied the beam and typed something into a computer. A mechanical hand came out of a panel in the wall; it held something that resembled a large, white collar.

'That's exactly what it is,' she thought bitterly, 'a collar."

She looked around desperately, but the doors were blocked by him and that fucking machine!

She had no place to go. She was cornered.

"It's for the best Noelle. Really." Emily patted her shoulder.

"Be quiet!" Noelle screamed, "You're not okay, Em! You're not! This isn't you!"

"But it is." She said calmly, agreeably. Just like those damned things in the Zoo.

"Shut up!" She shoved the girl back into the corner roughly. Large spikes grew out of her lower arms and hands, tearing through her jacket. She slammed her arms against the wall, trying in vain to escape.

"They're too strong Noelle." Emily told her, smiling, "Just hold still. It only takes a second."

Tears pricked her eyes, "César, please! This is wrong! Think about it!"

"I have, and this is the best path." He put on a pair of safety goggles, "I'll make this quick."

"Wait! César, please, listen to me!" He continued typing into the machine, "Stop! Just for a second, you have to listen-"

The machine made a sound, almost like a computer starting up and she knew she had run out of time. She fell back into the wall, covered her face with her hands and screamed out, "I'M PREGNANT!"

"Interesting. It will be fascinating to see how the beam affects the fetus."

For a moment she was completely shocked, unable to do anything. Then the machine fired and her eyes closed. She felt herself scream, but she didn't know what she said. The blast lasted only for an instant.

"What?" He asked. He sounded shocked, stunned; completely not like himself.

"It's yours. You're the father." She was crying; she wiped the tears away angrily.

Emily patted her shoulder, "Congratulations Noelle!"

"Please César." She whispered, ignoring the well wishes of her brain washed friend and speaking directly to him, "Just let us go!"

For the first time since he was 7 years old, César had no idea what to do.

"Just let us go." She repeated calmly. "We just want to leave."

He nodded mutely.

She stood up and grabbed Emily's hand, dragging her past the immobile César and towards the door. She paused next to him, releasing her grip on her friend.

She walked up to him slowly, before breaking down and wrapping her arms around him. She cried into his chest, "I love you, so much." She leaned up and kissed him, "And, I'm sorry for this." A spike grew out of her arm and she slammed it into him, sending him flying into a wall.

"Forgive me, please." Was the last thing she said to him before he blacked out.

'I'm….I'm a papí.'

As they ran out of the room, Noelle noticed the small smile on his lips.

Yeah, I know, super short. I wrote a bunch more, I just couldn't think of a way to end it. This is supposed to be a one-shot after all, so short and to the point I will leave it. Review! Tell me what you think, and if you think I should write more ^.^ Shameless flattery works wonders on a writer's block, just sayin'.

According to a Google source mi cielo means my heaven/sky. If I am wrong, tell me please. I am thoroughly American and the only other language I can speak is British, which I'm not very good at ;)

Also, if he's out of character, I would also like to know that as well. Tell me how he would have acted differently though please. If you just say, 'he wouldn't have done that', I won't be able to fix it. So if he wouldn't have done something, tell me what he would have done instead. Thank you!

Love,

Rachie-girl~