A/n: Sorry for the delay! I got a new laptop and it didn't have Microsoft on it so.. It's not really an excuse but at least it's something right? I just thought of a better excuse! It's exam week :D As a side note, I officially love writing Trish. She's so strange when I write her. I'm gonna have to use her as a main in one of my stories one day.

Chapter 7

Vergil gracefully walked up the steps to his brothers office. He had originally planned on visiting his little brother last Saturday but with the rush of moving Lady his plans had been pushed back until Monday. Reaching the offices tall oak door, Vergil delivered a swift knock before making his way in. His eyes immediately locked on a form identical to his. He slowly made his way over to his twin. Dante was in his regular spot at his desk. His chair leaned back, feet propped up, and magazine on his face.

"Dante." Vergil watched with subtle amusement as Dante jumped in his seat, falling onto the floor in the process. Dante quickly stood in embarrassment at being caught off guard and brushed imaginary dirt off of his clothing.

"Shit Vergie, you scared the hell out of me. Can't you knock or something?" Vergil's brow twitched in irritation. He had knocked, it wasn't his fault that Dante wasn't paying attention to his surroundings.

"Instead of sleeping your Monday away maybe you should actually work." Dante shrugged his shoulders in an uncaring manner and sat back down in his chair.

"Yeah, I'll seriously think about it." Dante's eyes met Vergil's. The two remained silent for a while before Dante broke the gaze. Dante never won an unofficial staring contest with Vergil but Vergil could feel the nervousness and hesitation rolling off his brother in waves. What could possibly have him so worried? Vergil fought the desire to smirk, of course he knew.

"How is she?" The question was spoken so quietly that Vergil almost missed it.

"And 'she' would be referring to?" Vergil moved from his brother to take a seat on the red couch facing Dante's desk. Dante glared at the question.

"You know who I'm talking about." Vergil smirked at his brothers annoyance.

"No Dante, I do not believe I do. The 'she' you are referring to could be one of three women. The annoying girl from Fortuna, Trish, or Lady. Which one would you be referring to?"

Dante's glare strengthened before a look of self pity took over. "Lady."

"Funny that you ask about her. I just finished helping her move." Dante's eyes widened at the new information.

"She moved? Why?" Vergil allowed an uncaring look to settle on his face as he analyzed Dante's movement.

"It would seem she is determined to prove that you are not needed. Trish was more than willing to help her." He watched the look of dejection cross Dante's face.

"She moved in with Trish? Why didn't she just come live here." Vergil rolled his eyes at his brothers stupidity. As if Lady would ever ask Dante for help.

"Yes, and if I'm not mistaken, she is currently mad at you." Dante released a groan before slamming his forehead to his desk. He wasn't even sure of the reason Lady was avoiding him. When she had left that night it was true that Dante didn't get it. Did it have something to do with the, Dante gulped at the thought, child?

"Hows the, um.." Dante trailed off, it was harder to say the word then think it. Vergil raised an amused brow.

"The child? You mean the one you impregnated Lady with?" Dante cringed.

"Yeah, the... child" Dante would have to practice saying that for a while.

"Fine."

"Just fine? That's all you're going to tell me?" Vergil couldn't help but smirk. Time to start his plan.

"Yes, don't worry about the child. I already told Lady that I will fill the hole of the father since it is against your wishes." It was a lie. Vergil had said no such thing to Lady about becoming the child's father but Dante didn't need to know that. The red twins head snapped up in fury, a glare settled on his irritated face.

"No the fuck you ain't becoming the father of my damn kid." Vergil tilted his head with an innocent look on his face, a strange look on him.

"I don't see why not. Lady's human with a devil child inside of her. She will not be able to raise it by herself. Unless you are willing to help raise the baby?" Dante's glare hardened and Vergil glared back. He knew Dante would avoid answering the question.

"You sure are talkative today."

"That's what happens when your only company is a pregnant woman and a blond harpy whom only wish to speak of baby clothes and cribs." Dante opened his mouth to speak but the music of a ringtone cut through. Vergil answered his phone.
"What?"

"Well hello to you too dear, how have you been? Do you miss me yet?" Vergil glared at the phone briefly before stoning his face.

"I have no patience for you woman." His response was a chuckle. Vergil watched Dante's face change into a confused one.

"Aww, lighten up. I need you to go buy some crackers for Lady."

"Why?"

"Lady's been throwing up for the last 3 hours. She can't eat anything because it won't stay down. I think the baby is seriously affecting her and I'm guessing she will only get worse."

"Is the baby alright?" Vergil kept his eyes steady on Dante as he asked his question. He didn't need to ask if the baby was alright but he wanted to see Dante's reaction. He wasn't disappointed. Dante's eyes widened before a panicked look of worry took over.

"The baby will be fine, it's Lady I'm worried about. It's growing too fast. She's only 2 months but she looks 4. If the baby doesn't stop growing then Lady's body will give out and she won't be able to move. It doesn't help that she's puking all her energy away. Pick up some peanut butter too."

"Is the baby alright?" Vergil held his hand up to his brother in a silencing motion. He couldn't think with Dante constantly asking questions during Trish's response.

"She will not be able to go to a regular doctor anymore." It was an obvious statement but it was all Vergil could think of at the moment. He would need to put his plan on hold in order to think of the new problem. Dante slowly made his way to the couch and sat next to his brother.

"Vergie answer me, is the baby alright?" Vergil was becoming irritated.

"Yes Dante, the baby's fine."

"If the baby is ok then why would she need a special doctor?" Vergil swore he saw the wheels turning in his brothers head. "Is something wrong with Lady?"

"Lady is-"

"Dante is with you?" Lady's voice interrupted.

"Yes."

"Don't tell that fucker anything about my child Vergil." Vergil raised a brow at the threat. Lady didn't sound sick to him.

"I can't do that Lady."

"Don't-" Silence took over on the other line. Vergil checked his phone to see if the call was dropped. A new voice came through the line.

"Sorry about that, I swear I think she heard you say Dante's name and came running. She's back in the bathroom now though."

"Back to the matters of finding a doctor with enough demonic knowledge."

"Ask Dante, I know he knows a doctor that we can use." Vergil turned his head to his brother and asked him the question. Dante nodded in confirmation.

"That solves half of the problem. We will take Lady to see the doctor if she gets any worse."

"Then we'll stay with a monthly visit until it goes down to once a week."

"Yes."

"Good, then it's decided. Don't forget the-"

Vergil snapped his phone shut. Standing to say goodbye to his brother he stopped at the feel of a hand grabbing his arm. Vergil raised a curious brow at the determined look on his brothers face.

"I'm going with her to the doctors." It wasn't a question. Vergil calmly looked at his brother, thanks to Trish's call the first part of the plan was complete. That was easier than expected.

"It's not my decision. Good bye Dante." With a nodding reply from Dante, Vergil left the office. A smirk slightly bigger than normal set on his face. He could only hope Trish was doing well on her end.

I've been inspired about a recent conversation with MarinaEverlasting about demonic pregnancies... :D