I've decided to continue and finish this story and all of my fanfics because I have a horrid tendency of starting things and never finishing them. ~Enjoy.


My situation of imprisonment, the pressure of Vash, and the news of the baby coming too soon was all pushed off to the side. If I thought about it anymore I would break down, the news of the baby in the middle of this was too much right now…I thought I had time, I thought I had more time! Panic rose through me from the pit of my stomach, I knew I needed to calm down.

The feelings of frustration, helplessness, and worry were all pushed down in one hard swallow. Blinking a few times I force my mind to veer in a different direction I went over everything else he said in my head, "Wait, our baby?" my eyebrow quirked up at the idea. Was it a slur of words or was he just claiming it as his?

"Yes, our baby" he pauses for a moment as if to gauge my reaction before continuing, "The reason the child has more of my kind's DNA and not humans is because I've been implanting my DNA into the fetus. I would have made the baby even more like my kind but around eighty percent is the cut off as to whether or not the child will be fertile enough to reproduce."

I chewed on my lip as I took it all in and thought about the many implications of his words. I felt my brow crease as the fact that this was also his baby sunk in. I shivered with uncertainty, as a cascade of all my other problems seemed to fall onto my shoulders again.

Looking down and biting on my lip a bit harder to try and gain control. It felt like hours before I thought I had full control again, "I'm tired, take me to my room?" I slowly eased my eyes up to his, his expression was tense and serious, only nodding to my question before leading me to my room.

Once he was gone I waited a few moments before letting my guard down. I wasn't necessarily sad about the proceedings today, I was more so overwhelmed. Everything that I tried to keep together was becoming too much and all I could do now is crumble.

One lone sob is what started my downfall, followed by many uncontrollable ones. I didn't even fight it, I knew it was useless and I wasn't even sure if I cared if he heard me or not. My sobs became louder and I was deafened by my own sorrow. It felt like a short burst of tears a few minutes at most, before sleep took over me.

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I instantly regretted my words after I saw the look on her face, it was unreadable but I knew it to be bad. Her eyes shift away from me and a few seconds pass before the creases on her face smooth out, she's had practice hiding her emotions.

"Wait, our baby?" I took notice to the slight waver in her voice when she said 'our'. It made me feel sick, would she be ashamed to have a baby that is mine? I shook my head slightly at the though, it didn't matter she would have it whether she wanted it or not.

"Yes, our baby" I accentuated the 'our' in a commanding manner, trying to convince myself more than her that her opinion on it didn't matter. "The reason the child has more of my kind's DNA and not humans is because I've been implanting my DNA into the fetus. I would have made the baby even more like my kind but around eighty percent is the cut off as to whether or not the child will be fertile enough to reproduce."

Her brows creased again as she bit down on her lip almost hard enough to break through the flesh. Her head casted away and down from my view, but I could tell from her body language what was going on. Shoulders tense, knees trembling, and fists clenched; She was on the verge of breaking down right in front of me. I reach my hand out to her before snatching it away from the sound of her cool and oddly even voice, "I'm tired, take me to my room?"

I lost my breath as she turned her eyes up to look at me, her eyes were vacant. Half of me wanted to admire her sense of control in such a short time, but the other part of me knew there was something terribly wrong. I only nodded knowing that my voice may betray what I was thinking.

Once she was in her room I stood outside her door, waiting for what I dreaded, her tears… They weren't soft, delicate, or quiet. They were loud and painful; they lasted a little over two hours. I made myself stay there and listen, I saturated in her anguish and created my own. I did this to her and not knowing why I cared so much just made it worse. I was confused, frustrated, and broken; Aching inside after every sob.

I didn't understand the pain and the only thing I could match it up to was when Vash pointed his weapon towards me. The heartbreak of betrayal felt a lot like this but not so intense not this unbearable. I put a hand to my chest and sink to the floor, I couldn't handle this…I can't handle loving her.

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I haven't slept for days, my feet were becoming heavy and almost immobile. I had left Milly in the last town, convinced she would be in danger and even more so that she would slow me down. "Turns out I may be wrong" I chuckle to myself trying to keep a lighter mood in hopes that it will help me keep pushing forward.

It doesn't work and my over worked body falls to the floor, I take this "opportune" moment to try and gauge where my brother is. I can barley feel him or my other siblings I know he is with but I do feel something else. It was different and whatever I felt, or rather whomever I felt didn't know how to mask their presence.

My brows furrowed against the ground as I tried to concentrate, the presence reminded me of Meryl…It didn't make much sense though. My thoughts drifted off to her and her beautiful face. I smiled and turned over thinking about her before drifting off into sweet dreams.