The following week, Galileo came back again and this time, he had a meeting with both Randall and Amanda.

"This is my sister, Amanda Boggs." Randall introduced his sister.

"Good to meet you, Amanda. Well, let's get down to it." Galileo said.

"So, what's going to happen? Are the eggs staying with me, or are they staying with Randall waiting for hatching?" Amanda asked.

"I need you to sign some papers that you will be the new guardian of the babies. And the eggs will be given to you as soon as they are born and you can be assured of that you know how to incubate them."

"I have a son already. Of course I know how to incubate them."

"And you can have the eggs as soon as possible."

"What about me? Do I have any parental rights over them?" Randall asked.

"By doing this, you are handing parental rights to your sister."

"When you get out, Randall, you can still see them. I'll give you updates on how they are doing." Amanda said.

Randall knew he was doing the right thing, but he was still a little hesitant. He had to remember that he didn't want these kids anyway.

Amanda signed the papers. Then Galileo gave Randall a pen. "If you'll just sign these papers too, Randall."

Randall swallowed. His sister could see he didn't want to do this.

Randall finally gave in and signed the papers. His parental rights would be relinquished when he gave birth to the eggs.

"Thank you, Mr. Boggs and Miss Boggs. The eggs will be yours as soon as possible after they are laid." Galileo said.

The lawyer left the siblings to talk things over.

"Do you want to name them?" Amanda asked. "Or one of them?"

"This is still so hard to take in." He said.

"I know. But you wanted it this way, if you weren't going to allow them to be adopted by other monster parents." She said.

"And what did Rex think?"

"He's thrilled to be getting some new siblings."

Randall knew Rex would probably be a good role model for his twins to look up to. His own sister was older than him and had been a good role model when he had known her as a kid. He knew that if he had never turned to those bad ways, then he might be willing to consider being a parent to his kids.

He could still be a parent to them, but only for the time being while carrying them. And when he was released from jail. But that was still a ways off. But it wasn't like he was going to miss out on their whole lives. As long as he didn't ruin the next months with escape again of any kind, he could be in their lives when they were four to five months old.

But when he got out of jail, Randall would need to worry about getting back on his feet again. He would need to worry about finding a job most of all. Amanda was willing to let him stay with her until he got back on his feet. And he would be able to help her take care of his kids, other than Rex.

Randall knew that Amanda would take good care of his kids. She was already a good mother to Rex.

Amanda went home to tell Rex he would be a new brother and cousin soon.

It was a slight relief that the paperwork was done. He knew his twins would have a good home.
…

Stanton had been looking for Randall for a few weeks now. He wasn't going to let him go without a fight. The police had been looking for him too. He was after all, the rapist father of Randall's babies.

Stanton was really a con artist. He had conned the police department into taking him in. But now, he was looking up information on where Randall was. He was going to have him back. He had his kid still with him. He was going to get him back before the birth.

It was a little hard to find Randall's records, but he did eventually get in. He saw that he wasn't at the normal prison, but now at the Monsters Pregnancy Paradise resort, but still being watched for he was still a prisoner.

He read the resort's rules and if he was ruled as family, he could get in easily. He set off.
….

It seemed like a long time since he had first come here. Randall did like this place and was making friends, but he wished he could go home. He wanted freedom to do what he wanted again.

He still had to do things with the other pregnant females. And many of them had their babies and moved out. At least the ones that weren't prisoners. The ones that were prisoners, like himself, had to give their babies up for adoption, whether to family or some other adoptive parents. They would say how much it hurt to give them up and they had to go back to prison and do their time before they would ever get to see their children again, if permitted.

Most of the other expectant ones here were all mammal like monsters. Their babies weren't born from eggs. Randall's were coming from eggs.

He often heard of the mothers saying how it felt when the babies would move inside them. He knew he wouldn't feel that. But he suspected his babies were moving inside their eggs.

On the next ultrasound exam, it did show indeed that the twins were moving about inside their eggs.

Randall had now stopped being sick and had regained his appetite. The staff was encouraging him to gain some weight. He could now when he could finally keep his food down again. His belly had gotten bigger.

This environment was a good one for a pregnant being to mostly avoid stress. The normal prison would have been one of stress for Randall.

He was mostly free to do what he wanted, just not leaving the premises. But from time to time, he was asked to do lightweight chores like in the kitchen, washing dishes or tables. Setting the tables and clean up duties. Sometimes he could even put his baking skills to good use. But heavy lifting and extremely strenuous exercise was out of the picture.

The bigger his belly got, the harder it was for him to put bend in it. He had to be really careful so that the eggs wouldn't burst either.
…..

Stanton soon found the place. He went into the lobby to track down his 'lover.'

"Hello. I'm here to see Randall Boggs."

"And you are?"

"I'm the father of his child."

"Alright. Stay right here Sir, and I'll get him for you."

The aid went to go find Randall.

Randall was watching a movie when there was a knock on his door. He growled when he had to get up and answer it.

"Randall, there is someone down in the lobby to see you." She said.

"Who is it? My sister?"

"No. It's a male who says he's the father to your children."

Randall's eyes widened at that.

"No. He can't see me. You can't let him up here! I won't see him! He's the one that got me in this situation in the first place! He's my rapist!"

"Ok. Calm down. I'll find a way to stall him. Just stay in here." She said and went back downstairs.

Stanton was waiting impatiently.

When she came back down, he saw that Randall wasn't with her. "So where is he?" He asked impatiently.

"I'm sorry. Randall can't come down right now. He's not well."

"I don't care if he is or not. I have a right to see him."

"Sir, it would be best if you left." She said. "Randall said that he can't see you."

"I need to see the mother of my child. It's been far too long."

"Sir, please leave now or I'll be forced to call the police."

Stanton could see he was getting nowhere. Then he pulled out a gun. "You let me see him or else things could get ugly, lady." He growled.

All others around froze and tried to hide, or raised their hands to show surrender. One in the kitchen secretly dialed the police. They were on their way.

"Now take me to Randall's room. I mean it." Stanton ordered.

"Ok." She reluctantly said.

The aid led Stanton upstairs to Randall's room. Stanton knocked on the door. "Randall, honey, I need to see you." He tried to make himself sound like a loving partner.

Randall had a bad feeling about this. He wasn't going to let Stanton get a hold of him again. He went to his window and unlocked it. It was cold outside, but he opened it up anyway and he got to the wall and got outside. His hands and feet enabled him to do this. He then made himself invisible. He listened. He tried to keep his belly safe as well. He got onto the roof so his leg monitor wouldn't be seen either.

"Unlock the door, now!" Stanton ordered.

The aid unlocked the door. When they got into the room, Randall was nowhere to be found.

"Where is he?!"

"This is his room. I don't know." She said.

Then they took notice that the window was wide open, blowing cold air inside. Stanton went over and looked outside. He saw nothing. Randall had apparently escaped him.

Stanton growled. That lizard! He wasn't giving up.

"I'm not leaving until I see him." Stanton said.

Randall was not going to allow Stanton to be near him again. He had traumatized him enough so long ago.

But it wasn't long before the police came and Stanton was arrested and after he had his gun down too.

After Stanton was out, a cop did ask the aid, "So where is Boggs?"

Randall heard the all clear. He made his way back inside. He was warm enough with the extra blood coursing through him because of his pregnancy.

"I'm right here." He said as he came back inside, making himself appear again.

"At least you didn't try to escape again." The cop said.

"I didn't escape the first time! Stanton took me out! I said it before." Randall retorted.

"Well, at least you're still here. That's what matters and that he didn't get his hands on you to harm you or the babies." The aid said.

"Yeah."

The cops left and finally had the former Officer Stanton in custody.

Randall had hoped that Stanton couldn't track him down. But he obviously knew how. This worried him. What if he would track him down again if should ever get out of prison?

When Randall would be free again, and Stanton got out, he could always track him down again. He didn't want his sister to be in trouble either. He would think of her safety and that of the kids.

He hoped he wouldn't have to deal with Stanton again anytime soon.