"This is remarkable! It's as if she never had Cancer!" The doctor informed Beavis, Deidra and her parents as he appeared shocked. Beavis smiled to himself as Deidra wrapped an arm around him.

"There is one, tiny issue though..." The doctor began. Deidra immediately took Beavis' hand in her's, squeezing it tightly because she was afraid something else was wrong. She knew Beavis was thinking the same thing when she felt him wrap a tight arm around her shoulder and pull her close.

"Your daughter's pregnant…" The doctor informed everyone.

"Pregnant?" Beavis questioned seconds before passing out from shock. Deidra could not bring herself to look at her parents, in shock herself.

"Well, congratulations?" The doctor shrugged before stepping out of the office to give Deidra some time to talk with her parents.

"Pregnant?! At 15?!" Deidra's Father cried with anger while her Mother cried tears of disappointment. Deidra leaned down and reached in Beavis' shorts' pocket, removing a stinky, dirty sock and holding it in front of her husband's face. It was then that her parents noticed the ring on her finger.

"Where did you get that ring?" Deidra's Father demanded, getting angrier. Beavis of course awoke with a start at this point, mentally questioning why he decided to keep one Butthead's socks in his pocket before clinging to Deidra's leg, from fear of what her parents would do to him.

"Where did you get that ring?!" Her Father demanded harshly.

"I want answers, young lady and I want them NOW!" He ordered.

"F-From me..." Beavis squeaked quietly.

"From you?" Her Father cried.

"Yes, Dad…B-Beavis and I got married." Deidra spoke up. Her mother sobbed harder, causing Her Father to rest his wife's head on his shoulder.

"Married?! You can't be married; you're only 15! Besides…" He looked down at Beavis' ring-finger, looking him in the eyes.

"Where's YOUR ring?" He demanded.

"I-I could only afford one..." The blond whimpered in response even though he had stolen it from Butthead.

"It'll never last…I give it at least five months." Deidra's Father muttered angrily. At all the yelling, Deidra felt her stomach turn sickly.

"I don't feel so good…" She groaned before covering her mouth and running to the nearest bathroom. Beavis looked down sadly at what Deidra's Father had said to him. Even though he saw the future in Madame Blavatsky's crystal ball and knew that their relationship would last forever, his words still stung. Coming out of the bathroom ten minutes later, Deidra walked out to the car where her family was waiting. Opening the door to the backseat, she got in, lying her head in Beavis' lap as she curled up, a hand on her stomach.

"It only gets worse…" Her Mother spoke up from the passenger seat as her Father drove down the road.

"You'll keep getting sick, you'll start getting cravings, your back and feet will hurt..." Her voice trailed off, not wanting to think of all those things.

"I'm very, very disappointed…" Her Father spoke up, turning his head to face them at a stoplight. Deidra opened her eyes to see tears running down her Father's face. It was the first time she ever saw him cry.

"It won't be so bad...It'll be worth it..." Beavis reassured, stroking Deidra's hair gently as he fondly remembered the images of their daughter shown in the crystal ball.

'That's easy for you to say', Deidra thought to herself miserably. 'You're not the one who's going to be hurting and throwing up.' Deidra's dad came to a halt not soon after.

"W-What's going on?" Deidra asked.

"If you two wanna play house then…" He motioned for them to get out of the car.

"Then go ahead and play house…" Once Deidra and Beavis were standing on the sidewalk, her dad drove away without another word. Tears filled Deidra's eyes and she started walking beside Beavis, back to his trailer.

"Ah, who needs 'em anyway? They were a couple of wussies, hm-hm-heh..." Beavis reassured as he placed a comforting arm around Deidra.

"You still got me! And Butthead if ya want him...and possibly Stewart..." Beavis trailed off. Deidra forced a smile for her boyfriend, wiping the tears from her eyes. It was true; she still had Beavis, Butthead, and Stewart.

Later that night, Beavis was finishing up a shower in the bathroom while Deidra was finishing getting dressed in a pair of Beavis' shorts and one of his old shirts when she noticed herself in the mirror. Standing sideways, she looked at herself, a hand softly running up and down her stomach, noticing how weird it felt. She reached over and picked up a throw pillow from the bed, placing it under her shirt. It was then she thought of something: in the months to come, her belly would get bigger and bigger. Would Beavis still loved her when she became fat? Beavis exited the bathroom with a towel around his waste only to frown in sympathy when he almost-immediately realized what Deidra was thinking.

He slowly approached her and hugged her from behind, placing a hand over the pillow that was beneath her shirt and rubbing it gently.

"That'll like...be our little girl soon, heh-heh..." He grinned.

"Not too soon, I hope…" Deidra replied, turning her head slightly to kiss his lips. She then looked down at the bulge beneath her shirt.

"So you'll still love me when I look like this?" She asked.

"Of course, Deidra...I don't like...love you because of how you look, I love you because of how you are, hm-hm-heh..." Beavis reassured, tightening the hug on his wife slightly. Removing the pillow, Deidra turned around and wrapped her arms around Beavis' neck, kissing him lovingly. The next morning, Deidra woke up to Beavis' side of the bed being empty.

Hearing something in the kitchen, she walked in to find Beavis...cooking? Plates of eggs, bacon, toast, and fruit met her.

"Mornin', babe!" Beavis greeted with his infamous, sweet smile.

"Hey, cutie." Deidra greeted back as Beavis placed a plateful of food in front of her. Picking up a few eggs with her fork, she smiled at Beavis from across the table.

"You didn't have to do all this…" Deidra grinned as she was about to take a bite but the smell made her stomach turn again. She ran to the bathroom, making it just in time to throw up. Beavis was a bit surprised at first but knew enough about pregnancy to know about morning-sickness thanks to Mrs. Dickie's class. He got up and followed her to the bathroom. He then knelt down, behind her and began to rub her shoulders to comfort her.

When Deidra was done Beavis helped her to her feet and she silently rinsed her mouth out. Then she turned to Beavis and laid her head against his chest, wrapping her arms around him.

"I know, I know...Heh-heh..." Beavis reassured as he gently began to stroked her hair.

"It all looked so good too…" Deidra moaned.

"but our daughter apparently doesn't want me to eat any of it…" She pouted.

"Maybe the fruit'll help settle your stomach?" Beavis suggested.

"I don't think so…" Deidra groaned.

"Just the mention of food makes me sick..." She added.

"At least you'll have cravings soon, heh-heh..." Beavis giggled, a bit too excited about having a child.

"Yeah, Which means YOU'LL have to get up, in the middle of the night and make them for me." Deidra giggled before kissing the tip of his nose.

"Heh-heh! Of course." Beavis giggled with a sweet smile.