A/N: If you're reading this, I'll take an iced raspberry hibiscus tea with a little muddled mint at the bottom of the cup. Ooh! And maybe a big blueberry scone. That sounds delightful. K, thanks…Why are you still here? I told you what I wanted. I expect you to go get it! What else do I pay you for? I know I don't pay you! Don't give me that! I will fire your ass on the spot! Oh, I'm so silly…I pray for any personal assistant I have in the future. Disclaimer: I'm not really like that. I'd be such a sweetheart to my assistant. This one would deserve a raise. But in all seriousness, if you are reading this, which I'm assuming you are. It's why you're here. Anyway, I am not home right now at the comfort of my computer. I'm currently spending time with the family and I just used the weekend to work my twibblets off, so you kind people still get an update this week. Originally, I was going to write while I was away and just do a mass post the Monday I came back, but instead, I loaded the doc manager up and here we are.

Now, don't hold much hope for this chapter. It's a full blown crack chapter featuring our favorite little angel…Well…I say angel. If angel meant a half demon spawn. In simpler terms, on the off chance you didn't read the chapter title, we have another "Through the Cambion's Eyes". I promised myself I'd give the baby more of a personality and what better way to show it than through her perspective? It's got me giggly and I haven't even started writing it yet. Let's see what's going on in Marcelina's noodle, yeah?

Strange. Every time I'm around Auntie Lizzie now, I hear more than one heartbeat in her. One was its usual rhythm, but the other? The other was so sporadic. It sounded like a little hummingbird. That could only mean one thing. Auntie Lizzie was having a baby! But…I'm the baby. I've been the baby for as long as I can remember. And I can remember back to day one.

How would a baby get into her belly, though? Did she eat it? I'm pretty sure Daddy never made baby for her and Uncle Ciel. If that were the case, then that would mean Uncle Ciel would be having a baby, too. There's no way she ate a baby. The baby is still alive. Why else would it have a heartbeat? But how did it get there?

I sat in the study and looked up from the books Mommy gave me to read and interrupted who Daddy called the young lord, "Uncle Ciel, can I ask you something?"

"What is it, Marcelina?" he continued working, "I'm very busy."

"How did the baby in Auntie Lizzie's belly get there?" I wondered.

Uncle Ciel froze at my question. I didn't understand why. It was just a simple question, "Um…Sebastian!"

"Yes, my lord," Daddy came in, "What can I do for you, sir?"

"Ask your father," he redirected me.

"Ask me what?" Daddy turned his attention toward me.

"Where did the baby in Auntie Lizzie's belly come from?"

Daddy turned just as pale as Uncle Ciel did, "That's really a question you should be asking your mother."

"But Mommy's at the paper," I pointed out, "So, how did it happen?"

"Can we talk about this some other time, Marcelina?" he begged.

"Fine," I pouted. But I was bound and determined to find out. I don't get it. Why would both Daddy and Uncle Ciel not give me a straight answer? Was it really too much to ask for? All I wanted to know was where the baby in Auntie Lizzie's belly came from and how it got where it is. I wandered around the manor for a while before I found Mey-Rin. Maybe she'd tell me. I stood in the doorway as she turned down Uncle Ciel and Auntie Lizzie's bed, "Hi, Mey-Rin."

"Hello, Mistress," Mey-Rin bowed to me unnecessarily. At this point, I think she just did it out of habit, "Is there something you needed?"

"How did a baby get in Auntie Lizzie's belly?" I asked, hoping she'd tell me.

Instead, she erupted into a volcanic nosebleed and bolted. Why won't anyone tell me? This was starting to make me want to conjure some demons of my own and sic them on anyone I wanted. I wonder if I do willingly side with Lucifer if I could get that power…I don't see why not? That'd be pretty amazing.

I ran down the stairs and scoured the manor for anyone willing to answer my query. I just wanted to know how it happened. Was it some other worldly being? Was it a curse? Did she accidentally swallow a watermelon seed and their baby is going to be half watermelon like I'm half demon? If I cut their baby's arm off, would there be a sweet, delicious fruit inside? Did humans work that way…?

"Finny!" I squeaked, running into the house gardener near the kitchen.

"Oh, hi, Marcelina," he smiled.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Finny nodded, "What is it?"

"How did a baby get into Auntie Lizzie's belly?"

"Um…" he quivered a bit, "Bard! Hey, buddy! Mate! Pal! Friend!"

"What, Finny?" Bard gave him a look, throwing a big flour sack on the counter, "Why are you acting so weird?"

"Marcelina has a question for you!" Finny nudged me forward, "I can't answer it because…well…I have to take care of the garden! You know how Sebastian gets when there's dead blooms on the rose bushes!"

"What the hell's gotten into him?" Bard thought out loud. He sat down and bounced me on his knee, "No matter. What's on your mind, Marcy? What's your question?"

Finally, I just cut to the chase, "Where do babies come from?"

"Uh, Marcelina," Bard bit his tongue, "Don't you think you should be asking your old man about this sort of thing?"

"I did," I told, "And Uncle Ciel. And Mey-Rin. And Finny. Daddy told me to ask Mommy, but she's not here. Mey-Rin had a nose bleed. Finny just brought me to you. For some reason, no one will tell me."

He hesitated a bit, "You really want to know?"

"Yes, please," I nodded.

"Your mommy might kill me for this," Bard let out a heavy sigh, "You see, Marcy…There's this big bird called a stork. He's a magical bird that keeps watch for all of the people that are in need of babies. And when he finds a mommy and daddy with more love to give, then the stork gives them a baby. But a baby is too heavy for the stork to carry all by himself, so he puts it in a mommy's belly. And it takes the stork nine months to get here. By the time it gets here, the mommy has the baby. Did that answer your question?"

"Yes," I beamed, "Thank you, Bard. No one else would give me a straight answer. I've been asking everybody all day, but no one would tell me."

"Anytime, love," he put me back on the floor, "Anything else you want to know, come find me. I'll tell you anything. Until then, I need to get started on dinner. Run along."

"Ok!" I ran back up the stairs into the library and got back to the books.

"My, my, Marcelina," Daddy chimed, "You seem in heightened spirits. What's the occasion?"

"You don't have to tell me about Auntie Lizzie's baby anymore, Daddy," I assured.

"Oh?" I had his interest, "And why is that, my dear?"

"Bard told me," I cracked open another journal.

"He did, did he…?" Daddy grumbled, "What exactly did Bard tell you?"

"He told me that a stork comes and brings a baby to a mommy and daddy," I explained, "Seemed simple enough."

"Good," he sighed out, putting me onto his lap, "I'm glad you know now. And that I don't have to tear Baldroy apart."

"Why would you?" I wondered.

"Don't worry about it, darling," Daddy settled me, "Go back to your books, ok?"

"Ok!"

A/N: I love how determined, yet absent minded Marcelina can be. I don't want for Lucifer to beat that out of her. That's what makes her so adorable. Also, you have no idea how much I love this chapter. It's so damn cute. This is why I asked for outlandish theories about childbirth. I tried Google, but all it said was to be honest with your children. Sigh. Oh, the innocence of youth. See you next chapter! xx