"I always thought children were stinky little screamers, that were best used for sacrifices." Anya stared at her soon-to-be-husband with wide frightened eyes.

"You actually sacrificed children?"

"Well, no, but I never thought about taking care of a miniature human." Anya's breathing began to grow hurried and frantic. She had not thought about raising a child since she had been human the first time around and that was thousands of years ago.

Andrew chuckled and slid his hand over the small-bump that protruded from her stomach. "This little one is going to be the luckiest baby in the entire world!"