Disclaimer: don't own pan's labyrinth

special mentions:

this chapter is a short but necessary one, so I have decided to give you all a double tap and release two chapters at once. This story is fast coming to a close and there is only one more chapter after these two to go.

Queenofhearts: yes, he is. Moanna is going to have to declare him as private property to stop pesky tree huggers.

Woahh it's molly: yes, this story really is lovey dovey because I wanted it to have a fair tail feel to it. Thank you for all the compliments.

ShayLeigh: why, thank you.

Ngoc Chau: Pan is just like in the movie, totally naked.

Kyashii: wow, just wow. Looking at all the wonderful things you said I really have no idea how to respond to you, but thank you. I'm really glad you're enjoying my story this much, and I'm glad I could...inspire you I suppose. Feel free to keep in touch once this story is finished.

Megumisakura: Ok.

Yaoiguru: I myself enjoy man on man action...that's why I checked out your favorites, and you have good tastes in fic's.

WaterLilly: thank you, I obviously enjoyed the movie also, but you flatter me, really.

Anouche: rsfgyfh76rd8u that's what my coffee mug says back to you. Lol.

Vampire Hunter D's Girl: ok.

SethFC: I enjoy long winded reviews immensely, that's why I respond to all of them, gives people incentive to review and inflate my ego in the process. So thank you for your review, I enjoy odd pairings myself, which is why I write them into all of my fan fictions. Again, thanks for the compliments.

Firstmorningdew: this chemical reaction may be a little extrem compared to others.

Laurie: If I was being honest with you, I would say that the lack of good stories in the category was one of the reasons why I wrote this fic...little competition and I stand out. Sad, and self centered but true. I have also read the fic's you mentioned and know exactly what you mean. Ps: thank you. Pss: I was one of those bored students once. Good story ideas can come from an oppressive classroom.

Moanna and Pan watched as the King paced up and down the hallway. His hands clasped behind his back, an expression of worry on his features. The Queen was in labor. Her cries of pain could be heard all over the palace, and all it's inhabitants had stopped whatever they were doing to wait with baited breath for the new baby's royal arrival.

The princess sat clutching her Faun's hand tightly as they sat outside the Queen' chambers. She would jump with every cry her mother gave, terrible memories of a past life filling her with dread.

"Breath my Love," Pan whispered, nuzzling into her black hair, letting his blond mingle with it, "Your mother will be fine, she is immortal."

"That does not mean she feels no pain," she winched.

"Yes, but it does mean that your thoughts of death are unnecessary."

He could do that now, read her expression, smell her scent, and he knew her thoughts. She had learned to read him as well, but her sense of smell could not compete with his enhanced faun one.

The months of courting had gone by so fast for both of them, in a blur of happiness and love. Pan had finally stopped growing and changing. His once reedy frame now fully filled out, with huge muscles hidden beneath his bark. His chest and flanks were very well accentuated.

The last of his changing had actually occurred three weeks before, when Pan and the Princess had been kissing. One of his crooked teeth had come out.

After calming a frantic Moanna, Pan had notice that all of his teeth were incredibly loose, and simply plucked them from his mouth, while a distraught princess watched. The next day a new set had grown in, an impressive set. Pan now had two very prominent fangs that could not be kept entirely in his mouth, the white tips peaking from beneath his lips. All his teeth were now sharp and gleaming white. It had taken the faun some time to learn how to talk around the new appendages properly.

Pan was now without a doubt the most handsomely intimidating creature Moanna had ever laid eyes on.

Finally, after what felt like a lifetime for both father and daughter, the cries from the bedroom ceased, and an exhausted physician exited to speak to the King quietly. Her father disappeared into the room just as the angry cries of an infant filled the air.

Moanna refused to relax her hold on Pan. She knew that no matter what they were going to be together. Be married as husband and wife, but she wanted her parent's permission as well. She also wanted her father to have the heir he so desperately desired. Her parents deserved a son, and after already siring two daughters, their family needed a boy.

Her father emerged again holding a very small bundle wrapped in white. He approached them slowly, his gaze focused on the tiny child. When he came to a stop, Pan and Moanna could see the infants small red face, it's eyes not even opened properly yet.

"Your mother is resting," her father whispered, rocking the child as it let out a gurgle, "Would you like to come hold your new baby brother?"

Moanna unable to speak nodded her head while her eyes started to mist over. With a sniffle she took the precious bundle from her father, and instinctively started to rock her little brother. Pan watched all of this longingly, wanting the child Moanna held to be their own.

"I suspect you now have some planning to do," the King said, standing at the faun's side, watching his two children interact.

"Your Majesty?"

"For the wedding," the King answered, "that is, of course, if it is possible for you to know my daughter...Biblicaly speaking?"

Pan blanched, glad the Princess was too involved with the baby to hear.

"It is entirely possible, your Majesty."

"And also, of course," the King continued, " if it is possible for you to provide me with grandchildren?"

"If you asked me that nine months ago, your Majesty, I would not be too sure. But now I can say with certainty that it is highly likely we will give you grandchildren."

"Brilliant," the King smiled, and walked over to his daughter to take his son back.

Moanna reluctantly released the child, and Pan went to her, pulling her into his embrace. Kissing her when she looked up at him in surprise.

The King went to return the baby to it's cradle, only to pause half way down the hall. Turning to face the entwined couple.

"Oh, and Pan,-"

The faun broke the kiss to look at his monarch.

"I expect you to be fully clothed for the ceremony and reception," he gave a pointed look at the males crotch, " Make sure to wear pants."