Aiko walked by Katrina's side outside in the hospital gardens. Aiko piped up," As request from your husband, he asked for your name to be taken off of the slide by the room number."

Katrina rubbed her belly softly. She hummed. Aiko pulled the IV/Blood bag cart along, "He said it was for your safety. I think it has to do with the villain attack at that U.A. facility. He was there, wasn't he?"

Katrina took in her surroundings. It's not unusual for her husband to take precaution but she has been out of the hero game for months. Plus no one knows the connection between her and him. Katrina finally spoke, "He's a teacher at U.A. Yes he was there. He's still healing from it."

Aiko gave a short nod. The taller woman tapped her fingers against the metal pole she was pulling. Katrina piped up, "I also know I am to have no visitors other than a very select few such as Present Mic and himself. Doctor's orders."

The blue haired woman rubbed her neck, "I tried to talk with the doctor about that. It's not fair but I totally understand for a medical standpoint."

Katrina chuckled, "I am sure my husband had a say in it."

She rubbed her belly as she felt movement. She continued, "He wants to make sure they are not going to have any complications."

The other woman didn't say anything. Katrina added, "Well more complications than there already has. Aiko-san, is it alright if we can head in a little early? The Sports Festival should be starting soon and I want to see what his class is made of."

Aiko pulled out a teasing smile, "Are you sure you don't want to look at your husband in the announcer box?"

Katrina's lips turned into a smile but she rolled her eyes at the younger woman, "I'll see him after the festival. Plus Present Mic would be the announcer. He just asked my husband to accompany him. I know he wouldn't really put as much input in like Mic would."

Aiko nodded, "From what I've known about the two when they come visit is that sounds accurate."

The two woman walked back to her hospital room. The younger woman helped the older woman onto the bed. Katrina shook her head with a smile on her face, "You know I was supposed to be at the festival in the audience. Recovery Girl banned me for giving my help to her during the festival. I guess her wish came true as I'm stuck here."

Aiko fluffed the pregnant woman's pillow and placed it behind her, "Well your quirk is what exactly?"

Katrina adjusted herself. She reached for the television remote as she answered, "I have a healing quirk. Well... in a way. Say if you were to get a knife wound to your leg, I can transfer to myself if need to. During training in my final year of high school, I was able to transfer partial wounds so it'll be enough so neither of us would die or faint due to blood loss. I can also transfer pain. There's many things I was able to learn. Shouta thinks I have a little bit of regenerative healing but I don't see it. The wounds I take takes just as long if I was the original person with the wound."

Katrina opened a bottle of water taking a sip. Aiko blinked, "That's pretty cool. Why didn't you work in the ER? You'd be great in triage."

The pregnant woman placed her bottle water on her tray table. The commercials ended showing the festival was already half way done. It was now onto the individual fights. Katrina pouted, "We missed a good part of the festival. Damn."

Aiko glanced up at the television seeing it is a green haired boy against a two tone haired boy. Katrina paid attention to the fight. She answered Aiko's previous question, "I felt I was needed as a hero. Civilians still get hurt during an attack but they're not the only ones who get hurt. Heroes are people just like everyone else is. I used to work at nights at first but it showed I was needed during the day. It made sense."

The blue haired nurse and patient's eyes widened at the explosion made between the two students. Katrina's heart monitor started beeping rapidly. Aiko turned to the woman, "Katrina, you need to calm down. Your heart monitor is going off."

Katrina's mouth opened and closed. She breathed out, "What the hell...?"

Aiko lightly gripped the woman's upper arm, "Katrina!"

Katrina snapped her eyes away from the television to see the nurse worried. Katrina took some deep breaths, "I am sorry. I got scared for those kids but I am amazed at those kids. Those are his kids. No wonder he's extra tired when he gets home."

Aiko watched the heart monitor beep to a regular beat. Aiko let out a relieved sigh. Neither woman wouldn't want to have to deliver today. Katrina didn't want the nurse or herself call her husband and see his reaction on screen. Katrina asked, "Do you mind watching this with me? It should be almost done."

Aiko pursed her lips. She moved a chair to pull up beside the patient bed. Aiko pointed to the woman, "Only cause I don't have rounds for the next hour or so."

Katrina smiled big, "Great!"

Aizawa checked his phone. He was glad there was no messages or calls from his wife indicating she was giving birth. Midnight called out, "Eraserhead!"

Aizawa looked up at his phone to glare at nothing in particular. The man kept walking to the curb in front of the sports stadium. Midnight called out in frustration, "Eraserhead! I know you can hear me! Wait up!"

The injured hero closed his eyes counting to ten as he stopped. Midnight finally caught up to the lazy hero. Midnight put a hand on her hip. Her whip dangled from her fingers. Midnight stated, "I heard from Mic she's already in the hospital."

Aizawa moved his eyes to look up at the R-rated hero. He didn't bother to turn his head. Midnight moved her arms to cross them over her chest. Midnight huffed, "When were you going to tell us? We would like to go visit her."

Aizawa spoke in monotone, "I wasn't. We aren't accepting visitors."

The R-rated hero's lips went into a firm line, "How come Mic can go visit but we can't? We are her friends too."

Aizawa answered, "I don't know what she sees in that idiot."

He started walking to the cab he called earlier. He didn't give Midnight anymore information. If Mic was coming along, he would've tried to wring out his neck for blabbing his mouth. Once inside the car and on his way to the hospital, he let out a heavy sigh. His wife would kill him if he tried to kill his and her best friend.

Aiko saw the bandaged hero walking down the hall, "Oh! Mr. Aizawa!"

Aizawa stopped allowing the half-jogging nurse come to him. He asked, "Is everything alright?"

Aiko could see the concern laced into his eyes even though his body said nothing to indicate it. Aiko gave a smile, "Oh yes. Everything is fine! I just wanted to give you an update on everything. She's currently asleep. After watching the festival, she was knocked out."

The blue haired nurse guided the man to a private room. Unknowingly by the teacher of Class 1-A, a student of his was walking out of a patient room with his mother. He caught a glimpse of a familiar head of black hair and bandages. Iida's lips went into a firm line as he thought of the reason why his homeroom teacher was at the hospital. Maybe it had to do with his injuries, but wasn't Recovery Girl dealing with them? Iida turned his attention to his mom walking her to the cafe downstairs. Back to the father-to-be, he sat down across from Aiko. Aiko beamed, "For our ultrasounds, it shows the two are growing healthy despite the separation. The doctor wants to come up with a due date with the two of you."

Aiko's mood shifted to worry. Aizawa waited for her to continue. Aiko looked away from the father-to-be. Her fingers played with her cardigan in nervousness. Aizawa demanded lightly, "What else?"

Aiko flinched. She looked everywhere but him. Aizawa's eyes hardened. Aiko swallowed hard, "Despite the two growing healthy due to our scans, sometimes complications can happen during or after birth that we seem to miss. They don't show all the time. It is urgent that we do not wait any longer than 7 months. It can put Katrina and your babies at a very high risk."

Aizawa assessed the situation. His lips went into a firm line, "Meaning if we try to keep them in to further their growth, she or all three would die, am I correct?"

Aiko nodded sullenly. The father-to-be stood up, "I'll speak with her tonight whenever she wakes up."

Aiko watched the man exit the room. She hung her head. She mumbled to herself, "So much for starting with good news first... I couldn't bring it up to her without her panicking."

Black eyes watched the rise and fall of his wife's breathing. His eyes flicked to his wife's stomach. Inside, he was glad Hizashi was busy with the aftermath of the festival. Tomorrow he would be able to get the bandages off and he would be able to hold his wife effectively. Despite what others think of him, he likes to cuddle and he can be touch-starved when he has not been able to touch his wife in an intimate and non-intimate way. Shouta like the way her skin felt against his. Shouta moved closer to his wife's bed. He didn't want to wake her but she may try to cut off his head if she slept through the night without seeing him. His voice came out softly, "Kat... Kat wake up."

The woman stirred in her sleep. She hummed. He tried again, "Katrina, wake up. We have to talk."

She drowsily spoke, "Wha- Shou?"

He watched her rub her eyes and change her position to sitting up. She asked, "What's up?"

Shouta replied, "I think we should induce you in two weeks time."

At those words, she woke up real quick. She blinked at her husband, "What? I thought we were waiting till I'm closer to 8 months but still at 7 months."

Her husband's eyes didn't leave hers. He spoke seriously, "If we keep them in any longer, you or they could die. I don't want to lose any of you."

Katrina felt her heart drop. She knew the complications of preclampsia and now partial placental separation. Katrina had a lot of free time. She just thought she would have more time and be lucky for once. Katrina reached over placing a hand over his bandaged one. She spoke softly, "You're not going to lose me or the children."

Shouta turned his bandaged hand so he can at least feel the palm of her hand on his somewhat. Katrina gave a light squeeze on his hand before pulling away. Katrina looked at the still on television. The news was replaying the events at the U.A. Sports Festival. Katrina let out a sigh, "Okay. Let's do two weeks."

Katrina just remembered, "Wait, we don't have the other crib put together yet."

Aizawa shifted in his seat to get comfortable, "I'll get Mic to do it. Don't worry. If I tell him to keep his mouth shut this time, I'll tell him we are expecting them in two weeks time."

Katrina frowned, "You know your best friend isn't your on-call worker."

Shouta gave her a look, " I was going to help him once I am cleared from Recovery Girl. I'll be getting my bandages off tomorrow, hopefully."

Katrina tilted her head, "Isn't the school going to closed for two days while the students recover?"

He nodded, "Yes. I'll be leaving to see Recovery Girl in the morning. I'll be back after I deal with Mic for opening his damn mouth."

Katrina knitted her brows, "What happened now?"

The black haired man frowned, "He talked with the staff about you being in the hospital. Midnight stopped me before I came here to come visit. I told her no, no visitors."

Katrina pouted, "It's still not fair."

Her husband gave her a soft glare. She held up her hands in defense, "I know, I know. It's for mine and their health but I want to see fresh new faces as well."

Shouta stood up from his chair. He leaned towards her. His bandaged face was close to her ear. He breathed out, "Am I not good enough for you?"

Katrina felt a shiver run through her spine. She reacted by lightly smacking his hip, "Stop that! And you are good enough, Shouta!"

He stood up straight with a smirk on his face, "Good because no visitors."

Katrina stuck her tongue out at him, "You don't like to share me with friends."

Shouta sat back down with a shake of his head. The 'p' in the word nope popped from his lips. Shouta mumbled, "You're lucky I allow Mic in here... Or anywhere."

Katrina snorted, "He's your best friend! He's like a big loud brother I never had. You know he would make a fuss if you don't let him be the uncle he was meant to be. So he said."

Shouta rolled his eyes. His wife laughed at his reaction. He knows she was right.

The couple told Hizashi the news. The news of they are expecting. Hizashi was over the moon and was exclaiming he was finally gonna be an uncle. Shouta grumbled, "Hizashi, quiet down. We don't want the whole school to find out."

Hizashi beamed in his seat, "I cannot help it. Knowing my two really good friends are having a baby makes me so happy! I call spoiling dibs on the little listener. I'll send you some music, Katrina for the little one to jam out to."

Katrina was able to bring the two men bentos from home when she came to visit during lunch. Hizashi pointed to the couple with his chopsticks, "I better be able to get to see you in the hospital, ya dig? It's only natural that the listener's uncle can come."

Hizashi's shout brought over some of the teachers. Immediately, a few of them started spouting their congratulations and when they were due. Katrina answered all the questions of their friends while Shouta gave his best friend a harmless glare. Hizashi was excited and happy.

Shouta commented, "You don't have any siblings."

Katrina countered, "He might as well be! I lived with him for the rest of high school. His parents treated me like one of their own. Your parents just didn't want me in your home thinking we would be too rambunctious."

Her husband gestured to her bump with his head, "It only took 13 years to be 'rambunctious' enough to have kids."

Katrina hid her laugh behind her hand. The two of them knew whenever they were alone and was able to be intimate, they took their chance. It was mostly at his house. His parents were out and about half the time. It only made sense and plus they didn't want Hizashi or the Yamada's to walk in on the two. They'd like to take things slow and long. Katrina took a sip of her water. She glanced at her husband, "What do you want to eat tonight? I can get them to bring us food up."

Her husband perked up a little at the sound of food. At the festival, he only had lunch. Her husband nodded. She handed him the menu, "Here's the menu for the cafe downstairs."

Shouta spoke, "I can pick up our food. Give the nurses a break from taking care of you."

Katrina grabbed her pillow and hit him on his side, "Oh shut up. I'm not that bad."

Shouta's lips curled upward, "Sure. What do you want?"

Katrina started to list the things she wanted to eat from the menu while she was writing it down. She couldn't risk him to forget anything.