Here is the next chapter!

This chapter and the next will be slightly shorter than the others, mainly because I wanted them to be separate. I am also getting WAAAY behind on college work and I need to dig myself out of the hole before it becomes a grave.

School ends for me in about a week, so you may see longer updates, but then again, I don't have Internet at my house. I've been using the school's Wi-Fi and my hotspot, but I don't have much data. I am actually at my grandmother's right now, using her Internet to publish this and work on college assignments.

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After the doctor's appointment, where the couple was reassured that their child—since Audrey wasn't far enough long to determine the gender—was very healthy and there were no problems, Gil drove Audrey to his father's, who was surprised about the surprise visit. Once his son summarized the past events, Gaston promised to look after Audrey until the week was up.

The next day, Monday, it was once again Family Day. Every student was forced to attend, even if their parents weren't in attendance.

As soon as Gil arrived, the paparazzi started hounding him about his relationship with Audrey. The questions were way too nosy and he refused to answer any of them. How long have they really been together? Why would Audrey want to date someone like him? Did he blackmail Audrey so she'd be his girlfriend? Are her parents divorcing because him and Audrey are together? Where is Audrey?

"No comment!" Gil repeated impatiently for the umpteenth time. "Excuse me."

Gil trudge through the swarm of the paid gossipers, escaping to other side. He somehow managed to get to the buffet area without any stragglers. His friends, Uma and Harry, gazed at him sympathetically.

"The pressure will die down in a few days," Uma reassured the obviously stressed Gil. "The divorce will be finalized and Audrey will be able to come back home. The paparazzi will get bored and cover someone else for a while."

"Until word about our baby gets out," Gil pointed out. "Too many people know about Alaura and someone is going to let it slip soon by accident. Honestly, Audrey and I don't care if anyone else knows. We only wanted to keep it secret until she told her mother and grandparents, but after the stunt they pulled yesterday, we don't care if we announce Alaura to the world."

"Can I announce her this time?" Harry requested with a slight 'huff' to his tone. "I am her god-father."

"You are?"

The Sea Three flinched at the unexpected fourth voice that joined their conversation. They adjusted themselves slightly to see none other than King Philip, the future grand-father of Gil's baby.

"Sorry to scare you," Philip apologized sincerely, though his eyes shined with amusement. "I saw the three of you together and thought I'd talk for a bit."

"Why are you here?" Gil wondered.

Philip shrugged. "I had a feeling my soon-to-be ex-wife and ex-in-laws would come here looking for Audrey," he informed, motioning toward the commotion behind him. "I thought I'd be here to watch them fail. Now what's this I'm hearing about a god-father?"

"I asked to be Alaura's god-father a couple months ago when Audrey first thought she was expecting," Harry explained almost reluctantly. "I was in the running against Ben, but then I won. Ben is going to be the god-father of their second child."

"If we decide to have another," Gil intervened.

"Don't you mean 'when'?" Uma corrected teasingly. "Seriously, it seemed like every morning I walk in on you two sleeping naked under the covers."

Gil groaned. "Uma! Not in front of her father."

Philip chuckled at Gil's discomfort. "Do you always joke with them in such way?"

"Ever since I walked in the first time," Uma answered with a careless shrug. "Audrey warned me not to barge in without knocking. I blew her off, but within a week I walked in on them. Now I knock three times before going in, then I make a joke. They aren't that bad."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You told them Alaura was six kids because of how much they were having sex."

Uma sighed. "So maybe they're a little bad."

"Guys!" Gil chided. "Not in front of her father!"

Philip chuckled once again, but then became a little serious. "Since you are having a child with my little princess, when are you going to ask my permission to marry her? Or are you going to propose without asking me? Either way, do know that I approve of you."

"I-I'm making the rings," Gil stammered nervously. "I've been working on them since she first thought she was pregnant too, but I don't want her to know that. They're not done yet, but I'm still going to wait until the time's right."

"And when will that be?"

Gil hesitated when he noticed a certain trio walking toward pass Philip's shoulder. "I'll tell you later," he promised. "But right now, we have visitors."

Curious, Philip turned around and sighed in annoyance. "Hello, Your Majesties!" Philip announced flamboyantly, mainly to catch the press's attention. "Do you need something?"

Leah rolled her eyes, knowing what Act he was playing. "Where's Audria?"

"You mean you don't know?" Philip gasped dramatically. "I am shocked! Here I thought you wanted to gain legal custody of my daughter, yet you don't have a single clue on where she is."

"Enough games Philip," Stefan scolded. "Just tell us where she is."

"She's safe," Gil reassured as he crossed his arms over his chest, "Though, I don't think you truly care about that."

"You have no business in this conversation!"

"Yes, I do," Gil argued forcefully. "In case you've forgotten, Audrey is pregnant with my daughter!"

The audience, which had formed at the beginning of the argument, gasped at the revelation. Stefan fumed in rage, as did Leah, for such a secret being announced in such a careless way.

Meanwhile Harry pouted in the background, muttering, "I wanted to announce her. . ." Uma lightly slapped his arm, non-verbally telling him to get over it.

"She won't be for long," Stefan basically threatened.

"Why?" Gil questioned rhetorically. "Because you will force her to abort our daughter and then have Chad attempt to rape her again, just so somebody will be named after you?" Gil shook his head in disgust. "I should expect no less from a villain like you."

"You have no right to—"

"Yes, I do," Gil interrupted once again. "First you trick Maleficent into trusting you, then you drug her, and then you cut off her wings to give to King Henry as proof that you killed her just so you can take over his kingdom when he passed on!"

The audience gasped again while Stefan paled visibly. "How did you know that?" The old king whispered in surprise. "I only ever told—"

"Me," Philip finished. "And I told Audrey."

"Who told me," Gil continued, "and ten of our friends. One of those friends that were told just happens to be the daughter of Maleficent. You can expect to be arrested in one week and sent to the Isle of the Lost for the rest of your life."

Stefan was taken back by that. "A week? Why so long . . . ?" Then, just like that, it clicked.

Turning his back to the group, he grabbed his wife and daughter by the arm and dragged them off, ignoring their protests. Once they were just outside the campus, Stefan announced, "Audria's on the Isle of the Lost."