Welcome back and I have a new wave of chapters for you all. I do hope you enjoy them. Thanks so much, but I still have so many to publish.

Non-canon characters are mine.

"Hey guys," Ian rolled up his sleeves in anticipation. "I found some old piping we can use to make some new replacement parts."

Zeon sat down next to Celeste at the breakfast table. "I'm assuming you need help to move it."

"Yeah," Ian smiled. "It's big and heavy. But we could use the metal."

Kori nodded to Ratchet. "You're going to need all of you if it's the old pipe I'm thinking of." She sighed. "Make sure there is space open in the garage so it can be broken down properly."

"Naturally," Ratchet smiled. "We could even have some Lombaxes come help from the new shipyard."

Kori smiled at her husband. "If it comes down to it, it's always an option."

"Come on, boys," Ratchet looked around the table. "Let's finish breakfast and get to work before we reach peak hours."

The able-bodied males gathered around the pipe, working out how to get the damn thing to the garage. They just figured on lifting and flipping it. Well, that was Zeon and Ian's stupid idea.

"Hey boys," Celeste walked up to the group. "Make any headway on this thing?"

Zeon laughed weakly. "Not as much as Uncle Ratchet wanted."

"Need my help?" Celeste giggled, wrapping her arms around Zeon.

Zeon shook his head. "With your condition, I don't think it would be the wisest idea."

"Condition?" Celeste rose an eyebrow, unamused. "Who is responsible for my condition?"

Zeon laughed nervously and glanced at Ian and the other males who offered to help. "I'm just saying that you should go relax. Your morning sickness has been pretty brutal and us men can handle this old pipe."

"Sure you can." Celeste laughed. "That's how it's already in the garage for Uncle Ratchet to break down."

Zeon and Ian glanced at each other before helping Celeste heave the heavy thing. They had turned it a total one time when Zeon heard Celeste gasp. He turned around to see Celeste holding her stomach, her eyes the size of dinner plates, and the crotch of her pants turning bright red.

Zeon picked Celeste up and ran as fast as he could to the hospital, screaming for help.

"She needs help!" He screamed at personnel, whom he felt were moving too slowly. "She's pregnant and bleeding." They took Celeste away, attaching monitors as they ran. Zeon was left behind, alone with his arms still extended.

Zeon curled up into the corner of the waiting room, he didn't know how long he had been sitting there when his mother came and pulled him up from the ground.

"Come on, sweetheart," Astrid smoothed his hair and dried his eyes. "It will be okay." She sat him down and sat next to him.

Zeon frowned and looked at his mother. "But Mom…" He mourned. "There was so much blood. What if the bab-"

"Hush," Astrid spoke firmly. "Celeste and the baby will be fine, don't start thinking of the worst." She gently touched his chin. "You get that from your father."

Zeon sniffled before his mother handed him a tissue. "I just don't want anything to happen to them."

"Zeon," A nurse came out. "Zeon Azimuth." She looked around.

Zeon jumped up and nearly dragged his mother with him. "That's me, I'm Zeon Azimuth." He tried to calm his heart. "Is she okay? Is the baby okay? Please tell me they're both okay."

"Come with me," The nurse turned and walked back.

Zeon's heart was beating so loudly he could hardly hear the nurse, but he still followed her. He tried hard to get air into his lungs, his chest stubbornly keeping his breaths shallow. But the sound of two heartbeats in Celeste's room calmed him. A little.

"Zeon," Celeste reached for him and he embraced her immediately. "I'm so sorry."

Zeon kissed her cheeks and forehead several times each. "As long as I have both of you, I have all I need." He sniffled and slowly looked down at her stomach. "Do I still have both of you?"

"The baby," Celeste gently touched her stomach. "Isn't going anywhere."

Zeon heaved a sigh, kissing Celeste's forehead again before reaching down to kiss her stomach. "Tough," he smiled. "Just like their mother."

"Hopefully not as stupid as her though." Celeste sighed.

Zeon frowned deeply. "You're not stupid Celeste."

"I put myself and the baby at risk, Zeon." Celeste shook her head. "And for what?"

Zeon kissed Celeste to shut her up. "I don't care." He whispered to her. "I care very little about how or why this happened but I do care about you." Zeon gently took Celeste's face in his hands. "You are my world, Celeste."

"I'm sorry." Celeste wept.

Zeon shook his head. "I'm sure you've learned your lesson." He kissed her cheek again. "I'm sorry I got you pregnant."

"It's okay." Celeste sniffled. "As long as you deal with my grumpy butt."

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