So, now we're getting into the events of the end of "His Enemy's Daughter", this story's predecessor. :) Now the truth settled about what Annora told her childhood friend, we're getting deeper. Although it still begs the question as to what goes on for the rest of this story, and the next and final in the trilogy will be "Yelgrun and Lynet: Chosen for the Marriage Bed". I'm still in the midst of watching all of season 7 to play the rest of this story out and the upcoming sequel, so it can't be tossed together just like that. This story is also aiming to be just as long as "Weyoun and Mia", so perhaps "Yelgrun and Lynet" will be as well.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Reunions

The bridge of Deep Space 9 hailed him as soon as he entered their territory, and not surprisingly enough, it had been none other than Captain Sisko himself, and he wasn't the least bit happy to see Keevan. He still hated him for what happened between them four months ago, but what could he say? His wife's life as well as their unborn child's was in danger that Keevan skipped the pleasantries and demanded that he come aboard so that his pregnant bride be saved.

"I never thought you would take a wife, Keevan. You owe me and my crew the entire story that will give us a good reason to not turn you back in. We're not going to kill you -"

"You can spare me the assurances, Captain, but I'm no longer a member of the Dominion. I've lived far away from them and the frontlines, but now they took over our last home and my wife who is expecting my child has been hurt. If I don't get her the medical treatment she needs, I'll lose them both."

The captain himself, his first officer - Major Kira Nerys, of course - the Changeling chief of security, Odo, as well as Dr. Julian Bashir and his medical team greeted him as soon as he hauled himself and an unconscious Annora, who was clearly pregnant and holding her bloodied, bandaged side through Airlock Two and helped her onto a stretcher that Bashir's nurse began to administer some more pain suppressants. He remembered the shock visible in their eyes as they took in the woman they knew, but what else when they discovered that she was married to Keevan? "I have to go with her, Captain!" Keevan had said when Odo - whom Weyoun always spoke so highly of all because he was a god, in his mind at least - tried to take him, but his wife needed him. "I'll explain everything as soon as she and the baby are all right."

"He's right," Bashir had added, running his tricorder over the mother's belly, desperation in his voice because he cared about Annora just as much, "because I have to perform the operation. She's hemorrhaging severely now, and the baby will die if I don't get it into another womb..."

Keevan heard those words crystal clear, and then he remembered one factor that his people and the Founders had preferred to keep secret, so he offered himself up instead. Bashir and the others had been shocked and horrified at his proposal that could not be refused, and he'd sighed heavily. "I can't explain everything, just do it."

And so it had been done. The baby lived, and so did its mother. But it had been taken from Annora's womb and placed into Keevan's body. Now Keevan stood in the doorway of the room his beloved rested in, holding the four-month growth from beneath, registering the same shock on her face that everyone else had given him. He'd taken a great risk, having a growing life-form placed into his body which was more advanced and faster than a human's. Annora would have carried the baby to nine full months, and seeing as she was only four months along, Keevan had four more months to bring it; that time period was for his people in natural conception. He'd given this information to Julian as soon as he awoke and conversed with the good doctor about what information he could give about the Vorta's biology.

Now he was sitting on the edge of the bed with Annora, and Dr. Bashir was speaking. "I've done the procedure before, one of my previous patients being Major Kira as well as Chief O'Brien's wife, the latter woman involved in a transporter accident I had to move her fetus to the major until birth. Although aside from the fact I have studied other humanoid reproduction systems, I have yet to study more about Vorta anatomy," he said when he looked up at Keevan questioningly. "If only there was a way to get a hold of a Vorta physician."

He sounded doubtful to himself as he was, and Keevan had to agree. He shook his head. Not without risking the Dominion presence coming to Deep Space 9 again, risking the both of them again and perhaps the entire station. "It won't be possible, Doctor, not if you want their presence jeopardizing the lives of everyone on this station. They cannot know we are here in any way, notably myself."

The doctor nodded. "But Captain Sisko would have to tell your uncle," he said when he returned his attention to Annora, "that you are alive."

She tensed at the mention of her uncle. They haven't found me for two months, and thought I was dead by now. I'm afraid now. He sent her another wave of a kiss that relaxed her senses if only temporarily. "Everyone thought I was dead for sure this time, unlike the last time I left without permission," she said softly, looking up at the doctor who was trying to smile assuringly but failed. He had no idea how to console either of them. "They're going to separate me from my husband."

"I'll talk to your uncle about that, and that's the story I still want to know," another voice from the doorway spoke. Captain Sisko strode in and pulled out a chair to seat himself beside the doctor, smiling at her and ignoring Keevan altogether despite the fact he now had Annora's baby in his body. "I'm sorry to have heard about Jeffrey - but why him?" He turned his attention to Keevan now, eyes hard which Keevan returned with his chin lifted in return.

Annora stopped them both with the single word enough, getting both men's attention back onto her. "Because I love him," she answered, reaching for Keevan's hand and holding it in front of the captain. "Ever since we met. Even if I explained it to you, Benjamin, you wouldn't understand or tell me I was crazy." We might have made up, she sent to Keevan, but I won't take the chance of being sweet until I know for sure.

"You love him." The way Sisko answered was without emotion, but underneath the surface, Keevan knew he didn't approve of this yet he could do nothing about it, but the same might not go for Annora's uncle. "I'll understand that much, but how could you both be?"

"Because I don't care who he is or what he used to be," Annora answered, her tone taking on a more heated layer that Keevan knew she would burst. Let me take it from here. I can be more...persuasive.

He locked Sisko's gaze with his as he launched into his persuasion. "You might not think that Vorta can actually love or feel any form of emotion, Captain, but we CAN," he said strongly, "and Annora saved my life that day that I brought her onto my ship when she came alone to the facility. I do not know how to explain it, but she was everything that I was: fierce, independent, resistant, and loyal. I would have died before you, as well as you, Doctor," he added when he turned to look at Bashir, "and the rest of your men came along if it wasn't for her. But that's not entirely why I love her. She's the light that filled my life which had been dark while I served under the Dominion. I gave my life for them once before, suffered at the hands of the Cardassians and loathed the Founders for not intervening, and a variety of other reasons. They took everything from my people, and I want to see them defeated, Captain. I want my people to live free from them, as I only want to live in peace with this woman who saved my life and who I saved in return." He looked down and ran his hand over his swelling abdomen where his and Annora's baby slept, getting settled into its new home.

To feel a new life inside him must have been what she and other women felt, and it was so foreign yet fascinating to experience - but then he would end up experiencing the symptoms of pregnancy in Vorta. In the first month would be nothing, the second sickness, the third constant hunger day and night, and finally numbness and loss of circulation in the arms and legs, rendering him almost paralyzed until birth date. He was in for three months of hell after this one.

"I was on the verge of saying that I don't trust you any more than I trusted you on that planet," Sisko said after a long moment of dramatic silence. "And I still don't know if I should...although I'm inclined to. Because my daughter is about to marry a Vorta who left the Dominion for us, had a child with him. My first grandchild." Was it Keevan's imagination, or was Benjamin Sisko, the man who hated him for the fiasco with the Jem'Hadar, smiling?

His brain clicked then as soon as the man mentioned his daughter, Mia, and the Vorta she was marrying...

"Weyoun," he said, allowing a smile of his own show, and then his wife's head snapped in his direction. Her emotions were a myriad from startle to shock to disbelief. His own matched hers; how could Weyoun, the greatest leader he'd ever known, leave the Dominion and defect to the Federation for his lover and mother of his child? There were so many questions he wanted to ask him...

Mia is my best friend. And she married your friend, too. How about that? And I hated Weyoun before, so I don't know how to feel.

You need to meet him, Keevan told her with a smile. He's my mentor and cherished friend. I haven't seen him since I abandoned him and our people... He stopped himself there. A new questioned formed in his mind:

Was this Weyoun the same one he remembered - or a new one?

~o~

Now in front of her, on the hand-held viewscreen, was the face of the man who was family but whom she had not seen in two months. Who was angry yet pleased to see her, but she would not accept both because of the way he was speaking to her. A part of her felt she deserved it, especially since running away was more than any crime she committed in the past. Even more than stealing a runabout and running for the main ketracel-white storage which in turn gave her the man who was a part of her life - and carrying their child for her. For the both of them, and it made her feel nervous. She didn't know what to expect in four more months which was the gestation period of a Vorta.

"All this time I thought you were dead," her uncle was saying, face stoned but his eyes burning, "and now I get called by Benjamin to hear that you're here, you've been hiding on some jungle planet now controlled by the Dominion all this time - and now you married the Vorta who held you, Ben and the others hostage. I honestly don't know what to say to you." He shook his head, reaching up and rubbing his forehead.

Annora shook her own head. "I'm not expecting you to. I've told this to him and the rest, but I don't expect you to understand me unlike them."

His reaction was exactly as she expected. "What won't I understand? That the Vorta is using you, that he brainwashed you, seduced you -"

That word - that nerve of a simple disgusting word - made her snap and bark at him, the hormones from pregnancy remaining despite the baby removed from her womb. "ENOUGH." Uncle Bill stopped, face still just as tight and allowing her to continue. "You honestly thought I'd allow myself to fall for him that easily? I made a mistake marrying Jeffrey a long time ago, like you told me. You never said it then, but I saw it in your eyes."

She never once admitted it to herself or anyone else then, but Uncle Bill had been uncertain about her decision back then to get married while still attending school, yet he never objected. He had respected that she was a woman and that this was her choice. Well, now would never be an exception. "Keevan is not the monster you think he is. I'm sure Benjamin explained that to you?" she asked coldly. If he said one word about her husband and the father of her child, she was not speaking to him anymore. Her old life was behind her, and she would gladly push her own uncle aside if she had to.

William was silent for some time before he sighed and nodded. "He did, but that doesn't mean I approve -"

"That's exactly what I hoped you'd say," Annora interrupted angrily, her heart slowly cracking. "Keevan is everything Jeffrey wasn't, from our time on that desert planet, then our separation in which we promised each other we'd never be apart again and that we belonged together - which we DO - and then I found out I was pregnant. I don't know if the baby is Keevan's or Jeffrey's, and yet that is why I left in the first place. It was a standstill, either I stay there and risk discovery or leave and find the possible father of my child and start over. All we wanted was to live in peace, because I would never live with knowing anyone else around me hated the man I truly loved, but I can't live with it. couldn't live with any accusations that he had raped me, which he DIDN'T; a Vorta never does such a thing as foul and unforgiving. I'm tired of living with everyone else like that. I'm tired of living near you; I want myself, my husband and our child to live somewhere else."

Her uncle looked like he was about to say something but didn't know how to; either he wasn't sure if he should go ahead and speak what he wanted to for the sake of argument, or if he should just hold his silence for her sake. Or was he considering her words? Annora held her breath before it became clear he was speechless; perhaps she should add on even though Benjamin had already told him this. "I was hurt by Jem'Hadar on Soukara, if you forgot. I woud have died, or the baby if not me, if Keevan hadn't risked his well-being to have it moved from me to him. You should at least thank him for saving my life like Dr. Bashir and I saved his. He's not bad anymore; he was supposed to kill himself in capture, but he didn't. Because of me and the baby. Is that too much to understand, Uncle?"

There was a long moment of pause, but he didn't look at her the entire duration. When he finally did, he looked like he was going to break down, which startled her. There were very few times she'd seen him like this, and her father, his older brother, never once shed a tear. Men did it well to hide their misty eyes and sobs with tight jaws and burning gazes.

"I'm sorry, Annora. I just wanted you happy, and I see that you are. And I'm also happy that you're alive. If I ever have the time, I'll stop by Deep Space 9 for a visit. You and your husband have my blessings, and I look forward to meeting the kid," he told her with a wink.

~o~

"Oh, Weyoun! I never thought we would ever be like this. How does it feel to be married?"

He couldn't stop relishing the fact that Mia was his wife now, and that they were forever bound not only in heart, mind and soul, but in unity. Both sides threatened to keep them apart, but they triumphed. The Dominion was still scheming to destroy the Federation, but now that he was here, he would help them win the war if he had anything to say about it. He might be just a security aid of dear Odo now, but he was still the diplomat at heart even if anyone else said otherwise. There might be another Weyoun activated within the Dominion, but it was him who was the true Weyoun in existence, and he knew it.

But tonight was all about him and his beloved, their daughter spending the night with her grandfather and his own love, Weyoun's new brother-in-law Jake gone back to his own place with his roommate Nog, and Odo taking his new bride to his own quarters, which meant that Weyoun and Mia were all alone for tonight, and it had been so long since they'd made love. It had been barely a couple weeks since Riona was born and her mother was still readjusting, but she seemed so eager for one night because it was their wedding night. Weyoun looked down at her and smiled, leaning down to kiss her. "Mmm. I feel like a new man. It's wonderful. And tonight..." Oh, to kiss her in other places besides her lips, such as her shoulder as well as nibbling to excite her and make her laugh. "...will be worth it." He was already burning with arousal, slowly growing when she began to stroke his sensitive ear ridges and then wove her fingers through his hair.

"Yeah, making love after such a long time..." She never got to finish her sentence before the door to their quarters buzzed, and the wonderful moment was ruined.

"Now who could that be?" And who in the gods' names was visiting them on their wedding night of all nights? He let Mia go unwillingly; he was burning in his loins, much to his own embarrassment. "Come in!" she called, sounding just as frustrated as he was. But when the doors opened, in strolled a young woman who looked like she'd be the same age as his wife, the latter's jaw dropping as she recognized her. "Annora!" The other woman gave a bright smile to mirror Mia's as she bounced over, laughing with her and throwing her arms around her for a hug. "What a pleasant surprise! What are you doing here?"

"Mia, it's been so long," Annora answered. "I was transferred to this station, but then I heard you got married."

Weyoun's senses detected more than she was telling her old friend, whom he guessed had known her since they were much younger. She was the opposite of Mia, though her long natural-colored hair was the same length as his wife's, her chestnut eyes on him now, swirling with recognition of him but not loathing him surprisingly. "This must be him," she said, still speaking to Mia.

Weyoun nodded, though furrowing his brows together. "Miss...?"

She held up her hand, correcting him. "Mrs. Annora O'Neal." His attention fell to the ring around her left finger, correcting himself even though she already did. He smiled at her and extended his hand for hers. "You must be Weyoun."

His memory clicked then and there. Now he remembered Annora O'Neal, Starfleet investigative journalist and published author, like Jake. Although from what he uncovered, she had been reported missing for two months, having pronounced dead when the search was called off to focus on the war efforts. To learn she was Mia's childhood friend and standing before them, alive and well, was pure surprise. "I am," he answered. "It's an honor and a pleasure, but I'm afraid we'll have time tomorrow to catch up because my wife and I were about to..." He felt his cheeks flush when he stopped himself in time from speaking the most intimate act between husband and wife, but her soft laughter made him relax with understanding.

"It's no problem," she assured him. "I understand. I'd love to talk to you both tomorrow, because I also brought someone with me who says he knows you, Weyoun."

He stiffened. Someone who knows me... He looked up with his wife when Annora left them for the door, pushing the button to open it -

- and revealed a face who let himself in. A face he had not seen since he'd betrayed their people for the Federation, who was supposed to have been brought back by Yelgrun only for the latter to be taken prisoner to the Federation. And now this face was in his life once again, filling him with more light that today's events brought him. Weyoun barely heard himself when he breathed the name for the first time in a long time. "Keevan."

The younger Vorta smiled slightly and inclined his head forward briefly. "Hello, Weyoun. Long time no see."

He left Mia where she was, in spite of himself, and took Keevan into an embrace. Since the disaster with Captain Sisko and his crew against Keevan and the Jem'Hadar unit under his command, the Founders awaited the return to execute his former student which had Weyoun - notably number 5 - worried that the Founders wanted to terminate his line, but Keevan was only in incarnation number two and had never once betrayed them...until now. A new clone hadn't been activated because Keevan wasn't as important as Weyoun was, unlike when Weyoun 6 defected successfully. They must have waited until Keevan was back to take pleasure in taking his life after debriefing, see him crush when Keevan was too strong to not resist.

"I'm sorry."

Weyoun pulled back and looked at him in the eyes, shocked and confused at the apology. "Keevan, why are you apologizing?" Oh, he knew why. Both their women, now that he knew he and Annora were married and sent the message to Mia, watched side by side.

"Because I betrayed you and the Dominion," Keevan answered simply, letting him go and looking him in the eyes. There was immense happiness blended with immense sadness. "I didn't activate my termination implant like a good Vorta, therefore marking myself as a traitor. I could only imagine how you felt when you learned I was to be returned at Yelgrun's hand."

That was actually his predecessor. He held his silence and kept his eyes locked with the other Vorta's liquid amethyst. He let Keevan searched his face, read his emotions without speaking aloud, and then the other Vorta's eyes widened slightly. "You're not the Weyoun I remember," he stated, his mouth twitching in one corner. "Which one are you?"

Weyoun smirked. "Six. Defect."

Keevan chuckled then, the tense mood lightening up. "So, my thoughts were unfounded. You're a different man than you were then. Should I be surprised that you care more about lives lost than you did then? That your woman here has helped you see the light just as mine did?" He turned his attention to Mia as Weyoun saw from the corner of his eyes. She was studying him very closely and wasn't sure about him when she accepted anyone so easily. He's my former student and one of the best I ever had. He is gifted and devious, as any of our people are, but he's also independent and prouder of himself than anyone else I've known. That was enough to make her smile.

"She did," Weyoun answered, "and now here I am with her and our daughter. Riona is a beautiful little girl, and we're proud to have her." He motioned for Mia to be by his side.

"I was pregnant, too," Annora said suddenly, getting all eyes on her. Mia was looking down at her friend's abdomen, seeing how flat it was and worrying if she lost the baby - "But there was an accident on the last planet we were living, regarding the Jem'Hadar, and I would have died if Keevan hadn't gotten us here."

Now Weyoun found himself looking at Keevan upon sensing the depth of her words. The baby was alive but no longer in her womb...so that left another place. He turned his attention back to Keevan and finally saw the young Vorta's hands on his own stomach - and also saw that it was bulging. He felt his eyes widen and his jaw drop, sensed Mia feeling the same as he was. Gods have mercy. "Keevan, you're..."

He was about to speak before Annora was there. "Okay, we can continue this tomorrow. You guys, I'm sorry we shocked you with this. We live next door." She led her husband out through the door just as it opened for them, closing behind them and leaving them alone once more. It was then that Weyoun remembered his growing but now fading arousal, except it could wait a little longer just as his wife was still stunned, and now she looked up at him. The happy reunion had ended with the revelation of one of the most important secrets of the Vorta physiology.

"Weyoun...are all Vorta...?" She couldn't finish, so he did the honors as he felt himself shrink underneath her gaze, one brown eye and one blue eye.

"All Vorta are double-sexed, yes. Like Terran hermaphroditism. But very few know of this besides the Founders and each member of our kind. You understand why, given how a human would feel if they knew how to live with themselves that way." He bowed his head. "My love, I'm so sorry I never told you. Please forgive me."

He tried to read her emotions, read her disgust, but saw none of the sort. He saw understanding instead, and he looked up at her only to feel her lips against his, her arms wrapping around his neck to bring him in. Weyoun laughed against her mouth as this was her way of asking him where they left off before they were interrupted. Tomorrow for more talking could wait. The old friends long separated had a lot to catch up on.

~o~

Annora never thought she'd say this, but it felt great to be on Deep Space 9 now that everything seemed to be going back to normal, but there was still a fire burning outside these station walls. She was surrounded with her husband by Captain Sisko and his family, Dax and her Klingon husband, as well as her best friend Mia and her family, and so many of the others whom she had been close with while on Starbase 375. Just when she thought it was going to be bad news.

She and Keevan had been given quarters next to Weyoun and Mia. She learned that Mia was a dabo girl for Quark, and ever since he defected, Weyoun was Constable Odo's aid. Keevan needed a job himself since he was made for something higher than a waiter as he'd been offered by Quark upon encountering the Ferengi once again. It was a surprise to know that Weyoun had spoken to Odo and recommended him. Let's just say that Keevan was made to be yet another assistant of Odo, and two would be enough for him. Two Vorta assisting him with the bigger parts of security.

She constantly found herself looking down Keevan's body, seeing where their baby now was, that hollow feeling no longer present in her. At night when they settled down, she would reach over and run her hand over his belly, moving her body to spoon with his, bringing herself closer to him and never wanting to let him go. To know he did this for her was still a blessing. He was their hero. You're my angel, she sent to him before closing her eyes against his heart. We saved each other's lives, beginning with me rescuing you. Now you returned it. Now look at us married with a child on the way. And everyone accepts us here.

Their story had captured the attention of their friends and the entire crew when they spoke of their time on that planet as well as tying the story with the Jem'Hadar known with it. Annora filled in her decision to flee the life she knew for a new one despite a time of hazard and death waiting at every corner, losing her first husband and becoming pregnant only to return to try and free the man she truly loved - only for Quark and his fellow Ferengi to come into the picture, which was another step in the adventure they'd begun; Ferenginar after Empok Nor was where they decided to marry before moving on, finding Soukara in Cardassian space which hadn't been taken yet, where they lived primitive for two more months to come - and also learned that was where Mia had given birth, with Weyoun and Odo helping out, having been in some trouble themselves. Everyone laughed when the couple spoke of Einherji, their furry friend whom they both missed dearly and protected them. Sadly, their happy life was shortened when the Jem'Hadar came along, forcing them to flee, but Annora had been shot, and the entire crew knew the rest. For that, it was all the more reason that Keevan was not the Vorta - or should she say, monster - most of them thought he was, the one they remembered from that planet and set his own Jem'Hadar up for slaughter.

He had changed, as Weyoun had changed.

A month had gone by since they were "stationed" on DS9, and by then, Annora had recently finished her new story based on their life on Soukara, also inspired by The Jungle Book and Tarzan, and she sensed it would be better than her last book. The Federation News Services were happy to know she was alive and welcomed her back; even Jake had wanted to work side-by-side with her sometimes. Mia's younger brother if not by blood was a major fan of hers, which she was happy to know.

Looking the results on the PADD over, Annora was overcome with joy that she couldn't wait to show Keevan. She was just rising when she heard the noises coming from the bathroom; there was no mistaking the sounds of retching. Keevan was sick with nausea, which began at the start of the second month. He was carrying the baby to full term, which meant, like with Kira Nerys and Keiko O'Brien, she could not take the child back for the rest of the term. Just like Bajorans, Vorta mothers and children - in this case, father and child - formed strong bonds that internal problems would arise if the fetus was removed so soon. Neither could risk any damage, so she would have to deal with it, but it wasn't like the baby would be given away like Kira had been forced to. She could only imagine how the major felt.

She was more than ready to put out her story when she heard Benjamin's voice over the comm. "Sisko to Annora O'Neal. Meet me in the wardroom."

There he was when she found him, with Constable Odo looking over some reports with him, both expressions grim and knowing, and she saw why: the latest casualty reports. Annora sighed; why was she not surprised? Two months living in a jungle and then coming back to reality which was the lives lost every day, ever growing. Benjamin looked up at her when she came in. "Oh, perfect timing," he said half sincerely, half sarcastically, overall previously mentioned grim. He handed her a PADD so she could read the names...and her heart fell when she saw one of them.

"Grace O'Neal."

Odo looked her way upon hearing the name. "You know her?"

Annora nodded numbly. "My last husband's sister. She was a graduate from Starfleet Academy, promoted Ensign a few months before Jeffrey died." She shook her head. I haven't seen her since Jeffrey and I graduated from the academy, she sent to Keevan as well as spoke to the two men in front of her. She was only a few years younger than either of us. Odo sighed at this.

"Casualty of war," was all he could say. "These are difficult times, Annora."

"Casualty reports are all I look at," Ben said softly, oblivious now to the both of them. "When the war started, I read every name and all I can think about is them. I thought it was the least I could do to honor their sacrifices. But now...the names blur together."

Annora felt the tiniest prick of a tear on both corners of her eyes. She looked up to the captain in time to see his eyes lowered to the floor, unable to look at her and his chief of security. "I was gone for two months, but I never stopped thinking about this. Sometimes I hate myself for being helpless, even long before then. I wish I could pick up my phaser and actually join you guys in the fight, but not as a soldier." He looked up at her then, his face unreadable. "I know I crossed the line, Ben, but because I hate anything like this -" She held up the PADD which had her former sister-in-law's name amongst the dead. "- I know I do the right thing following my gut. If that makes it a little better."

"Kira to Sisko."

The major's voice on the comm prevented him from answering Annora. "Go ahead."

"The Defiant is ready for AR-558, sir."

The episode "The Siege of AR-558" was one hell of an intense episode, including what happens to Nog. But it was also hella perfect for what will continue next. Meantime, Annora's got a new assignment to do, and we know what that is - and hell of a dangerous one for her for sure, but we know her too well.

Hermaphroditism is where a person is born with organs of both male and female genders. It's an interesting topic on how determining gender is much deeper than just dropping your pants and being done with it. It's not mentioned right now, but later, and the oneshot inspiration and reason as to how Keevan will give birth later on was from "It's a Living" by wembleyfraggle.