Sebastian was quickly alert to the situation, and had Mey-Rin in his arms before her back touched the floor. "Mey-Rin!" Finny cried. "Is she okay?"

"I don't know.." Sebastian murmured as he felt her forehead for fever. Rather then heated however, her skin was rather clammy. Something was clearly not right. He turned to the other servants, who were watching fearfully. "What happened before this? What in the world were you three up to?" He demanded.

"It was Mey-Rin's idea!" Baldroy quickly said as he pointed towards the maid. "She was saying something about preparing a meal for you as a thank you. She said we were going to leave it here for you for when you got home. But when we went to bed, she went and got all dressed up and made a plate for herself! She's up to something! She's trying to butter you up for something!" He accused.

"Keep your voice down for a spell." Sebastian sighed. Honestly, what was she thinking? She knew that Baldroy had been suspicious already about what the two of them had been up to. Why did she insist upon making his suspicion worse? "You two go off to bed. I'll take care of this." He would have to call up a doctor and have him look at her.

"But Sebastian." Finny protested. But when Sebastian shot him a sharp look, he quickly quieted down. "R-Right. We'll go to bed." With his tail between his legs, he hurried away from the butlers glare.

"Well I won't." Baldroy said angrily. "Look, there's something that you two aren't telling me. And I don't like that. You two are keeping a secret aren't you? What the heck is going on?" He asked. Sebastian sighed. He couldn't set Mey-Rin on the ground and make Baldroy leave. He didn't know what to do at this moment.

"If you will give me some time to take care of this, I will inform you in the morning." He said. "But for now, I need you to leave. I will have a doctor come by and see what has made her ill. So please give us a bit of space." Oh dear, he was going to drive himself into the corner. He had promised many times that he would never tell a lie. This was not only true for his young master, but for the servants as well. He could never lie, no matter what the scenario was. So he was going to have to confess what had been happening for the past month. He knew it would not be taken well, and that he was sure to be scolded by the chief. He didn't quite care too much about that. But if his 'relationship' was made known to the whole manor, who knew what could happen?

"Well...alright then. But I'll be holding you to that! I want to know what's been going on." Baldroy said, before turning and storming away.

"Yes, I know you will." Sebastian said with a shake of his head as he listened to him walk away. Now then, what was he to do now? He would take Mey-rin down to her bedroom and have her rest as he called the doctor. He would have to tell the Young Master as well what had happened. This was something he would have to hear about. Goodness, perhaps it truly would have been much easier to court another woman, rather then involve someone who was so close to him in this house. But it was too late for that now. As he stood, cradling the frail maid, he felt her move in his arms.

"Sebastian.." He heard whispered to him. He looked down to see that the maid had awaken, and was staring up at him. Her face was a tad pale, and truly seemed fatigued. She seemed to remember what had happened, as she expression became rather sad. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause you such trouble. I was only trying to-"

"Sssh. Don't speak. Save your strength." Sebastian told her. He could only assume that if she had fainted without a fever, then she was likely overworked or perhaps overtired. Then again, pregnancy was certainly not out of the question. He just wasn't sure what could have cause her to faint if she was indeed pregnant. As he carried her to the bedroom, he found himself shaking his head. "Really now, what were you thinking?" He scolded softly. "You went out of your way to do something like that for me?" He didn't understand. If he had hungered, he could have made something himself. He didn't need her to do such a thing. but she did not answer, as she was fading back into an unconscious state.

He brought her to her chambers, but paused right outside the door. Her bedroom was not something that should be inhabited by a sick person. It was fairly small, and poorly insulated. She would recover much slower, and would likely feel worse before she felt better. So he would have to take her to his own bedroom. He knew that she would recover quicker if she was somewhere a bit more comfortable. So, he moved her from her chambers, to his own bedroom. He set her limp body down on his bed, and began to undress her. The dark dress was not something she ought to wear to bed. He removed the dress, leaving her in her undergarments for the time being. After a quick trip to her room, he found a sleeping gown, and dressed her into it. It was just a tad difficult to do so when she could not move on her own, but he managed. After removing her large glasses and setting them to the side, he covered her body with the blanket. Right. Now for the next step.

Leaving her in the bedroom, he went down to his young masters bedroom. How could he have forgotten? His young lord had asked for tea quite awhile ago, and was likely not pleased with the lag in service. But he had to help him get ready for bed as well, and he had not even been given his bath just yet. What was he to do? As he walked, he passed by Tanaka. Ah, how could he have forgotten. The elderly gentleman was in his tiny state, casually sipping at his tea and chortling to himself. Perhaps he could be of some assistance. "Tanaka. I hate to disturb you, but will you please do something for me?" He was answered with a smile. "The maid has fallen rather ill. Will you please call up the doctor to come by and see her. She is in my chambers at the moment, so please keep an eye on her as well if you may." Sebastian requested. Tanaka nodded agreeably, and scuttled off down the hallway.

As he had suspected, he was met with a rather sour expression when he entered the room. "Where the hell have you been?" Ciel demanded, folding his arms. He still wore the clothing he had left the house in, unable to dress himself properly. But he did have the sense to remove his shoes, hat, and cloak. "Did you got lost or something? It shouldn't take you so long to fill such a simple request." And upon scanning his person, he frowned even deeper. "A request that you did not even complete might I add." Sebastian bowed in return, hiding his slight irritation as best he could.

"Forgive me my Lord. It was quite inappropriate of me. However, something has come up." Sebastian said. He straightened out and approached Ciel. As he helped him undress, he explained the situation. "Miss Mey-Rin was awake just a few moments ago, busying herself in the dining room. She then collapsed before I could get any information out of her as to what she was doing. I had to get her to bed and affirm that she was safe. I was unable to adhere to your request, and I am terribly sorry for that." Ciel listened quietly, his gaze fixed on his butler.

"So I see. That is excusable I suppose."

"Thank you my Lord."

Ciel said no more for the time being. He would have to skip his bath for the night, but would certainly be given one in the morning. Once he was in his night shirt and in bed, he said, "Do you suppose she could be carrying a child? That was your goal after all was it not?"

"I can not say for certain. but it is a possibility. I will be sure to give you the results once you have awaken."

"You be sure to do that then." Ciel responded with a yawn before shooing him off. He was rather tired from the long day he had, and was ready to sleep. Sebastian bowed respectfully before exiting the room and allowing his master to rest. Now to get back to Mey-Rin.

He entered his bedroom, where Tanaka stood waiting. He stood by Mey-Rin's bedroom, her thin arm in his hand. He seemed to be checking her pulse. He had come back to be the larger Tanaka that Sebastian knew so well. Once Sebastian entered, he turned to face him. "Her heart rate seems to have become rather quick. I find myself wondering if she is a bit dehydrated." He pondered. Dehydrated? Could that truly be the case? He thought back for a moment. She hadn't been skipping out on her meals, nor had she decreased her fluid intake. So then, why would she be dehydrated? It was a puzzling question for him.

"So I see. Did you dial up the doctor?" He asked.

"I did. He says he shall be here shortly."

"Thank you very much. Please, go and rest for the night. It is a tad late is it not? I will greet the doctor when he arrives."

"Thank you very much sir," Tanaka said with a little bow before leaving the room. He hoped that Mey-Rin would be okay.

As soon as the doctor on call had realized he was needed at the Phantomhive house, he was on his way as soon as humanly possible. The Phantomhive's were a rather big deal in London of course. And when they called, you came, no matter what time of night it was. Only about ten or so minutes after the call, a carriage came to the manor, and a doctor was at the house. He was permitted entry, and soon after seeing Mey-Rin, requested that Sebastian give them a bit of space. He needed to examine her, and he felt it would be best if Sebastian left them be. So, Sebastian obeyed. He quietly stepped out of the room and waited in the hall.

As he waited, he took this time to really think. what was he planning to do, depending on the results. If Mey-Rin was carrying his baby, then that was a splendid thing. He had managed to do what he needed to do. But what was next? He thought a bit more now about the future. And with time, he realized something rather...discouraging. He didn't know too much about human pregnancy as it was. He was not completely clueless however. He knew it only lasted about nine months. And he knew how the baby was born of course. Some of the symptoms were known as well. But other then that, he found himself at a bit of a loss. Oh dear, he needed to learn a bit about this didn't he? So much trouble he had to go to, just for her sake. Well, he knew one thing. he had to make sure this pregnancy was carried to term. He knew was a miscarriage was, and he knew that it was something he needed to avoid if he could. But what could cause a miscarriage.

There was one other thing he knew. A demon baby, was not the same as a human baby. He had seen the human babies before, he had seen just how small and helpless they could be. They depended on the mother so terribly, and simply could not survive without them. But a demon was not the same. That much he knew. They did not need to rely on their parents. Rather, they were taught by they're parents, rather early on. They held some semblance to a human child, needing their parents in the very beginning. They relied on them for food, and for cleaning. But once they were a month old, they were strong enough to get their own food, and eat on their own. The baby, typically living amongst the human realm with the father, was still not completely independent. They needed father's help to travel, and father's help to find their food. Father needed to bring the human. And it was the babies job to do what they needed to get to the soul inside. A demon child, was powerful. Much unlike a human child.

Another thought came to mind. If she was truly having a baby, then he would need to inform the other servants. They would find out on their own with time, as her stomach would grow larger. He had to figure this out all by himself. Hm.

He was pulled out of his own thoughts when the door opened and the doctor stepped out. Sebastian came before him and awaited what he had to say. "I don't think you have to much to worry about Mr. Butler," the doctor informed him. "She awoke not too long after you left, and we were able to speak. She may just be dehydrated." Sebastian said nothing. Was that so? So was there no baby?

"Is that all?" Sebastian asked, trying to mask his disappointment as best he could.

"Well no," the Doctor said, sighing softly. he seemed concerned. "Mr. Butler, were you aware that your young maid is pregnant?"

Sebastian felt the hair on the back of his neck rise. But he kept a casual face. "Is that so?" he asked.

"Yes indeed," he answered. "When she awoke, I was able to talk to her. She is dehydrated, because she is losing a lot of fluids. She tells me she has not felt well for a good while, and continued to be sick. Apparently, she has been limited her intake of food and water in order to not be as ill, and to keep working. Which is what led to her fainting. She also tells me that her energy level has been rather low, and after a bit of persistence, she told me that she missed her cycle." The doctor frowned. "It's safe to say that your maid is pregnant. She refused to tell me who the father was however. This should be reported to Lord Phantomhive Post haste," he advised him.

"Of course," Sebastian assured him. "Thank you Doctor. Shall I see you out?" He offered, giving the Doctor his pay.

"No need. I'll be fine on my own," he assured him, stepping away, and back to the door. As he left, Sebastian stepped into the room where Mey-Rin waited. She lie still on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She had her glasses back on, and was looking a bit nervous. When she saw Sebastian, she reached out for him. Quietly, he stepped into the room, and took her hand in his own.

"Sebastian, I'm sorry," she said to him. Her voice was quiet, but he could tell that she was ready to cry, if she hadn't already been. "I didn't know. I swear, I didn't know."

"Why did you not tell me that you felt ill? I would not have had you working if you had told me," Sebastian said, staring down at her.

"I didn't want to worry you. If I knew, or even thought I could be carrying a baby, I swear I would have told you. Sebastian I'm so sorry."

"No more apologizing. That sad face does not suit you," Sebastian sighed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "What's done in done. You are carrying our child. And what we need to do now, is think about what we are going to do now." She nodded softly. Sebastian was quiet for a moment, before sighing through his nose. "But not yet," he said now. "For now, you need to rest." He ran his fingers through her brightly colored hair, not sating anymore.

"Sebastian, are you upset?" she asked him. "What are you thinking right now?" How was he supposed to answer that?

"The future. The future and what it entails. Please, do not trouble yourself with such details. Not yet. Leave it to me for the time being. Just be still. You must sleep."

"Will you stay with me?"

"Of course. I will not leave you," he said to her. He felt her squeeze his hand as a tear leaked out from behind her glasses. She was scared, he could see that. But if she knew what the future entailed, she would feel even worse then she did now.

"I love you," she whispered. "Sebastian, I love you."

Sebastian said nothing.