After witnessing the news of her pregnancy, Misato was beyond surprised that she didn't drink her favorite beer for days. This already had Shinji concerned, but he did not worry too much that she was cutting back. He was rather pleased if not still surprised.

When Shinji had went to his work shift, Misato started to attend Child Care classes for new and new and beginning moms. Even if Misato was going to be a mom, she still felt like the outcast of the group. She did not think she could look at her pregnancy with optimism like all the other women.

In fact, she was rather scared of being there. Fearing that she may be one of those mothers, but at the same time she feared that what pain and stress the job may bring. That's not to say that working as an Eva Commander did not have its share of stressful situations.

The teacher came in with a happy-go-lucky smile. "Good evening ladies, we are here today to teach about caring for a new life in your arms. And I promise you from the end of this class, you will be fine mothers of tomorrow."

Misato sighed with her eyes rolled after her response. She felt like she was in Psych Group thereby Session. The teacher's perkiness was beyond the creep meter.

"Now then let's get started. Each and every one of you will be given a child to take care of. So let's do our best, shall we?" She instructed with the biggest smile ever. One of the workers came in and passed each woman a baby doll.

Misato felt the hunk of plastic in her arms. Already she was confused on this process. She didn't know where to start in terms of questions. The teacher was the first to walk over to Misato side. "You're doing it all wrong. You have to hold it gently and delicately with both hands or the child will fuss and cry." The teacher instructed Misato, taking the plastic baby and holding it both hands.

Misato felt like she was being scolded. "Sorry, I'm new to this whole thing."

"Don't worry about it, it takes time to process. I can tell you I've had a lot of young mothers in here with cold feet. Now cradle him in your arms." She continued to instruct Misato.

As told, Misato held the plastic baby with both hands. Gently and delicately, she held it with the utmost care. She rocked it back and forth slowly like a swing. As she continued holding it, she started to envision her own child in her arms. Whether it would be a boy or a girl, she still had trouble imagining the outcome for herself.

"There, now you're doing it right, keep it up." The teacher paid Misato a grin. Even the other women were impressed with Misato, despite her getting the cold stare at first. She held the plastic with careful ease while continuing to imagine the real thing.

"Now then, let's get one with the next step, shall we?"

As Misato walked through the quiet busy streets of Tokyo, she watched the sunset from the sea. She thought about the lessons taught to her by the class. Still it was hard to take in for the young women. She still was concerned on how Shinji would handle the situation. Not that she thought about being single her whole life.

Like Shinji, Misato did not have pleasant childhood either. Yet, would she be able to raise her child right. She wondered if she deserved to raise a family or could she even raise a family. Misato quickly turned her head as she felt push upon her legs. A little kid (around two) paid her a friendly grin after bumping into her. Misato smile back in greeting, even if it was false smile.

Before they could talk, the mother quickly grabbed the child away from Misato. "Be careful where you're going, Taka. I'm so sorry about that."

"It's okay." Misato replied staring at the child. "You mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Okay, what's the question?" the mother replied back.

"Was it ever nerve wrecking having a child at first?"

The mother was shocked on the sudden question. But by her analysis on Misato, it seemed like she was a beginner. "I'd be lying if I said it's an uneasy and painful experience. But at the same time, it gives light to your life whether you know it or not." The mother gave Misato advice. She placed her hand on Misato's. "It's not easy, but you'll get used to it."

"Mom, I want some cotton candy." The boy grabbed his mother's hand.

"Alright dear, but don't let that spoil your dinner. You have to grow up to be big and healthy, you know."

Taking in the advice from the woman and her child, Misato tension started to diminish a little. She took a long walk that lasted for two to three hours. She took the time to glance at Child Department stores, theme parks, regular parks, daycares, and Family Arcades.

The more she observed the sights, the more thoughts had come to mind. She imagined her and Shinji walking through the park with a baby in the stroller. Even while living together, Misato and Shinji were anything but a happy family. They were more like a dysfunctional family.

She admired the happy faces of many family get together occurring throughout the country. Could she be happy like that? Would Shinji be happy like that? The pressure was almost enough to make her insides scream out loud. As she felt on her womanly stomach, she started to imagine what the baby face would even look like boy or girl. As she stared at picture of an infant nearly one month, she put on her best kind-hearted smile, imitating the mother. However, the baby in the stroller caught glance at her and smiled back to Misato's shock of this outcome.

Having returned and announcing his return, Misato quickly rushed to Shinji. After the first hug, she pressed her lips against his. As their toughs connected to one another, Shinji dropped the groceries. Not knowing where this was going or this sudden impulse, he decided to go along with Misato.

Before long, Misato had already started unbuttoning his shirt. After putting the groceries up, Shinji and Misato had retreated to the bedroom to continue their session. Next, Misato had aimed for the belt buckle onto Shinji's pants. As her home shorts and shirt was off, Shinji begin to caress Misato's body more and more. He went from chest to in between legs.

"Oh yeah, that's the way to do it." Misato moaned in passion holding Shinji's back head.

"I learned from the best." Shinji whispered with Misato's hand on his cheek. "So what has gotten into you today, why so forward?"

Misato continued to hold Shinji neck tightly. "Oh nothing, just glad that your home and here with me."

"You're tough to understand sometime."

"You're one to talk." Misato went on top of Shinji. "I just needed some emotional support inside and outside. Is that too much to ask?"

Shinji felt Misato head on his chest. "Not at all, I'm here for you always…"

"You love me, do you?"

"Yes I do."

"Enough to welcome a new member of the family?"

Shinji went silent after her statement. It was so sudden and out of nowhere. He kind of knew where she was going, but choose not to believe it. Shinji's mind struggled with the right words to say. Soon Shinji wet his lips and cleared his throat. "That's a major step Misato even for us."

"I know Shinji; we come from very different worlds. The feeling is freaking killing me."

Shinji faced Misato. "You think you're the only one Misato? To be honest, I'm very nervous too." He grasped her bare back. "But just like the Angels, we will face this together. We'll endure this together."

Misato's eyes widen, "Shinji are you saying?"

Shinji nodded his head. "I'll be honored to have your child. We'll create a new life for him or her."

Misato grabbed Shinji's face and smiled. "Then together we shall go, my dear precious Shinji." Misato claimed his lips again and continued their session.