"What do you mean 'Sephiroth was here'?" Vincent asked as he stared down at me.

My bottom lip trembled as fresh tears filled my eyes and a pained look crossed Vincent's face.

"I'm not mad at you Marie I'm just concerned…" He murmured.

I gazed up into his face searching for any signs of anger, and then I gently sifted through his thoughts as he always let me. When I was finally satisfied that he wasn't angry with me I took a deep, shuddering breath. "I don't know how he got in… One minute I closed the door and the next I was up against the wall by my neck…" I whispered as I kept my cheek pressed against his chest.

"Why didn't you leave the room…?"

"I wasn't going to let him to our guests. The door can't be opened or the seal will break and He'll know who's here…"

"What did he want…?"

"He wanted Cloud… Something about Jenova cells… Bu there wasn't any way that I would let him to you or the people downstairs…"

"Why didn't you call for me…?"

"The door can't be opened… If it's opened he's free to run through the house and harm anyone here…"

"So you let him attack you?"

I shook my head and started trembling again. "He won't hurt me…"

"Why not…?"

I gripped Vincent's shirt tighter in my fist and fumbled through his mind again, trying to figure out if he will be mad at the next thing I had to tell him. "Because he… he thinks the baby is his…" I whispered.

I felt Vincent stiffen under me as a hundred questions bombarded my mind. "What do you mean…?"

"That night… That the baby was conceived… I… I had a nightmare…"

"I remember you having a nightmare but you told me you didn't remember what it was."

"I remembered…" I whispered. "It was Sephiroth… and he… he raped me…" I quivered and buried my face in my hands. "I thought it was just a dream… Some nightmare he cooked up to torture me with when you left me to return to your coffin… I didn't think it was real…"

"And… is the baby… his…?" He finally asked after sitting stock solid under me.

I shook my head profusely. "No, no the baby is yours… I felt it conceive long before that nightmare even happened… It's yours Vincent"

Vincent sat there cradling me in his lap silently. I smiled weakly when he shifted my wait and placed his good hand against my stomach.

"How did you make him leave…?" He finally asked.

I pointed to the broken bowl. "I threw life stream on him…"

"You did what?!" He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away from him and forced me to look up at him. "Are you Crazy?!"

I blinked up at him, confused. "I was told too…"

"You were told to…?"

I nodded. "It hurt him and he threw me away from him. He was smoking."

Vincent's mouth twitched then suddenly he was laughing; I blinked.

"What's so funny?" Suddenly Vincent pulled me to him and kissed me hard; I blushed.

"Do you know what that means?" He asked as he finally pulled away.

I shook my head as I tried to relearn to breathe.

"That means he can't make himself part of the life stream and destroy the planet that way." He smiled at me and kissed me hard again.

I pulled away gasping. "Okay, okay no more…" I laughed.

Vincent smiled, picked me up and spun me around. When he stopped he set me down on the bed lightly and knelt in front of me. "Let me see…" He murmured as he looked up at me.

I smiled, moved him back and stood up, turning my back to him I held up my hair, revealing the long silk ribbon that tied the corset of my dress shut.

Vincent smiled and kissed the back of my neck as he carefully untied the corset. "I still don't even understand how you tie yourself into this when you are alone, or even why you do it."

I smiled at him over my shoulder. "Because you like it…"

Vincent chuckled. "You're right… I do…" he pulled the ribbon free and took the corset off me.

The dress now looked like a slip that tied just over my breasts. I slid myself free of the under skirt and untied the tiny bow on my dress; it slid down my and off body, leaving me in my underwear.

Vincent lifted me out of the pool of fabric, set me on the bed again and knelt in front of me. "You can hardly tell…" He murmured.

I smiled at him. "I'm just barely starting to show… but the baby's there…"

Vincent slid himself free from his boots, gently laid me down, climbed onto the bed laying himself down on his metal arm and placing his head just above the tiny bump in my stomach.

"Are you ready…?" I asked softly as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his fingers running back and forth over my skin.

His fingers stopped moving as I felt the soft humming in his mind that told me he was thinking. "I wasn't ready the first time…" He started as he remembered the tragic loss of our first try; I fought not to cry. "But yes… I think I am ready now…"

I smiled and ran my fingers down his cheek. "That makes me happy to hear that…"

Vincent watched as Marie slowly drifted to sleep, he knew that she had worn herself out with the excess energy she had used today. When he was she sure was definitely asleep he slid off the bed, covered her up, picked up her clothing, laid them on a chair in the room and quietly left the room.

As he came down the stairs he noticed that only Tifa was sitting at the table.

"Is she alright…?" She asked as she saw Vincent entering the room.

"She'll be fine, she's sleeping now." He answered.

"I'm sorry… I… I didn't know…"

"It's fine. She's fine."

Cloud walked in then and noticed Vincent had come down stairs. "So what happened?"

"Nothing…" Vincent lied. "Just a bad memory she had locked herself into."

"She knows something that we need to know… I can tell from how she reacted when Cloud said Sephiroth's name."

"That's true, she does know something. Did she tell you?" Tifa asked

Vincent shook his head, lying yet again to the people he had accompanied for so long. "She didn't tell me anything.

"So what do we do now…?" Nanaki questioned from a spot that had been out of Vincent's line of sight.

Vincent sighed. "We wait…"