After he had gotten home late that night, Miguel went straight to bed, with Yolonda sleeping right beside him for once. He tossed and turned, grateful that Yolonda was a heavy sleeper, as his nausea and guilt wrangled him around like a chew toy. He knew he and his wife have had some miscommunications throughout their 20,000 years of marriage, but at the end of the day, Miguel didn't have a doubt that he still loved Yolonda. Finally giving up on sleeping, Miguel sat upright, staring at the bulge in his stomach with a slight disgust.

Miguel couldn't honestly say he blamed the baby for everything that had happened. After all, it was the result of shitty actions, not the cause, but the longer he stared, the more he wished it would just disappear out of existence. It felt as if an entire stranger was inside of him, not another one of his kin. Despite those resentful feelings brewing however, Miguel admitted to himself that he at least felt somewhat bad for the baby. Nora's attitude when Miguel said he was pregnant seemed far more estranged that he had let on himself, so there was no possibly way that she loved it even more than he did. Oh, how he could kill her right about now.

A few hours passed, Miguel was merely able to get a blinks worth of sleep before Yolonda shuffled around on her side of the bed, opening and closing various drawers and closets to beautify herself with, throwing on her usually plum dress and curling her hair up after a nice, warm shower, before flying to the kitchen to begin breakfast. Woken up from all the noise, Miguel sat himself up right once more and took his phone off the nightstand, reading a missed message from Nora.

Hey ; ). Can't stop thinking about you

Snarling as the offensive message, Miguel texted her back.

Yeah, I can't either. Having your damn baby in my stomach's really reinforced my memory of you. What do you want?

Look, I'm sorry about what I said last night. Linnie's complaining last night made me realize that I need someone like you in my life, not him.

Fat chance Nora. We fucked up, and now we gotta own up to it. I'm not going to lie to you, I wish I never would have talked to you in that sleazy ass bar.

Wait, hold on. Are you actually crawling back to your wife? Don't you think you're in a bit too big of a shall we say…conflict right now to consider that?

Yes I know, and that's why they need to know, Nora. I'm sorry, but I can't go on knowing that I've betrayed her, and keeping it from her. Yolonda's, and I'm sure Linnie is as well, a good person, despite her faults, and despite all the shit we had put ourselves through, and everything I told you about her, I think I still love her. I'm sorry your relationship is a dead-end, from how you talk about your husband, but I don't want to keep doing this anymore.

But…why? God….you men are all the same. Why in the world would you pick someone that doesn't give you the time of day over me? Am I not enough for you?

Oh really? And have you made any conscious effort to leave Linnie for me? Didn't think so, so stop the BS. Look, we need to talk to them as soon as possible. They're gonna find out anyways. Pregnancies aren't something you can just hide, and it's clear to me that you don't give a rat's ass about the people you hurt, so I don't know why you're so concerned anyways.

Well I mean it'd be nice if you'd show me the same appreciation as you do a woman that barely seems to know your existence. What about the night we sat outside my force and drank beer together, talking for hours on end?

Nora..I really don't know how to explain this better to you. I thought I needed you…but I don't. I have a wife that I'm still in love with, and anything that you believed happened between you and I meant nothing. The only thing we have between us is unprotected sex, and a mistake as the result. Now, if you wanna dump Linnie, that's all fine and dandy, but my wife deserved to know to truth. I would have considered being friends with you at least Nora, but lately, it seems like all you care about is covering your own damn self, so once this whole baby bs is over, I want nothing more to do with you unless it's an emergency. Got it? I'm sorry but you're not the woman I love. You're just the woman I thought I needed.

Miguel stared at the three dots on his phone for what seemed like hours, the thought bubble constantly appearing and disappearing, making Miguel somewhat nervous.

Fine…. If this'll make you happy. How are we going to tell them, and have you decided on what to do with the fetus?

Yeah. I'm gonna set up an appointment to get screened for an abortion. See if I qualify and what not.

I mean, the fetus isn't that big, right? Shouldn't be a problem

Nah, but you know how those fancy, healthcare professionals are. How would you feel about dinner over at our place, probably around 7 or 8?

Depends. Where do you live.

Down Goldeen St., where that one city center is near downtown Fairy World?

Wait, so you live on one of those fancy ass houses? Well shiit, sign me up.

Good. I'm gonna tell Yolonda that I invited some people over to congratulate her on her new job, so if you can wait until we're all sitting down to wait and talk to Linnie, that'd be great.

Fine Fine. Send me the address and we'll be there around 7.

Good. Wear something nice if you wouldn't mind.

Tired of reading Nora's messages, Miguel finally decided to get up, and join his wife in the kitchen, smelling the fresh aroma of eggs and bacon, something he hadn't smelt from her in a long time. With the events in mind, Miguel snuck his wand behind his back and waved it around, conjuring up a black dress around Yolonda's size, with matching pearls and amethyst earrings, forcing the outfit to hide on their couch in the living room. Upon noticing his arrival, Yolonda smiled.

"Good morning.", she said, fetching some crystal plates for the food, "How'd you sleep?"

"Ehh..", was all Miguel could mutter out. Yolonda frowned with concern.

"Still not feeling well? Did you ever get those pills? You were gone a while last night."

"Nah, couldn't find them. I decided to just go for a drive instead.", Miguel shrugged, though Yolonda still didn't seem convinced.

"Miguel…are you mad at me?"

"What? Of course not, sugar plum. Why would I be?"

"Well…I thought you'd be happy I've taken this job. You did say that you wanted me to act more responsibly, so I don't understand why you've been acting so weird around me."

"Yolonda, I'm not acting weird. My stomach's just been killing me lately, that's all, and it doesn't really help that I've also been getting these non-stop headaches either.", Miguel complained, as Yolonda handed him his breakfast. He ate is slowly, "Yolonda, I'm sorry. I am happy that you've gotten this job, a-and I really want to celebrate this accomplishment with you. I really do. It's just…I hadn't felt this bad in a long time."

"Do I need to take you to the hospital? I mean, you're really starting to worry me Miguel. This had gone on for a about a week now, and it doesn't seem like you're getting any better."

"Uh…no. I don't think so. I still need to try that medicine."

"Are you sure Miguel, because if there's something wrong with you, the doctors need to be able to catch it early. We can't just keep putting this off."

"I know sugar plum, it's just….I know what I'm doing, ok? I'm a grown man. I can take care of myself. Just let me try the medicine, and we'll go from there, ok? Trust m?"

"If you're sure, but swear to god, you're going to the hospital if this doesn't clear up soon. I'm not playing around, Miguel."

"Alright alright, yes boss.", Miguel chuckled slightly, forcing Yolonda's stern glare to melt slightly, "I do have a surprise for you though."

"What's that?"

"I've invited a couple of work friends of mine over for dinner, and I told them about you starting that position at the jewelry company. Figured this might be a way to grow your network, if you will."

"Ok Miguel. It's not THAT serious."

"Hey, you never know. It's a big world out there, Yolonda, and if you want to be successful, sometimes you gotta put yourself out there.", Miguel shrugged, "That's what my mama always told me before she passed her company to me. Oh, and by the way, I've got something in the living room for you."

Unable to contain her excitement, Yolonda got up from her seat and flew straight towards the living room, screaming with delight as she saw the black dress, grabbing it and holding it up to her shoulders.

"Oh my gosh! It's so pretty, and it's a perfect fit! I love it Miguel! Thank you!", she cheered, kissing him on the cheek, "I don't deserve you."

Miguel didn't say anything, but rather let out a slightly nervous chuckle, one single thought haunting him as he waited for tonight.

I'm the one that doesn't deserve you.

The sun began to set and the street lights began to shine the roads as 7 o'clock approached, Miguel busying himself in the kitchen, preparing a lobster roast with 4 glasses of champaign placed elegantly on their dining room table. Miguel started to sweat nervously, as guilt began to overwhelm him once more. Looking down, the bulge in his stomach seemed to be slightly bigger than the last few days, but not quite obvious yet. Miguel pinched the side of his hips, hoping this was all a dream, only to wake up to the now strawberry sized baby bump.

"Hey baby.", Yolonda's voice purred as she strolled up behind him, kissing his neck, "How are the lobsters."

"Uhhh…great. They're almost ready.", Miguel responded, turning around to look at Yolonda. Her earrings made her eyes sparkle while the black dress and pearls complimented her curvy, broad body almost perfectly, as if the dress was solely made for her. Her hair, though her bands and the tips kept its traditional swirl, was straightened out, and flowing towards her back, past her shoulders. "Wow…you look beautiful."

"Well, aren't you a dear?", Yolonda giggled, "Maybe you should change too, before your little friends get here. I can deal with the lobsters."

Miguel nodded as he flew towards their bedroom to change into one of his black business suits, while Yolonda busied herself setting the table and getting the lobsters placed on a plate. She finalized the table by placing the bottle of expensive, white champaign in the middle, before the doorbell rang, prompting her to open the door, revealing Nora and Linnie. Nora also had her hair straightened slightly, but hers seemed to be in more of a choppy, short style that Yolonda's. Her dress was a non-form fitting. navy blue, and wore while pearls to compliment them. The male behind her, Linnie, seemed to not be quite as masculine as Miguel was, opting for a light green turtleneck sweater instead of a dress shirt and tie. Over it, he also wore a velvet, tan suit jacket, and black pants, paired with high-heeled dress boots that Yolonda found were somewhat adorable.

"Hey there! Come on in! We've got everything set up for you. I'm Yolonda, Miguel's wife.", she said, smiling and holding out her hand. Nora shoved her away while Linnie flew up, shaking Yolonda's hand gently.

"H-hello there. I'm Linnie.", he said softly, giving her a gentle smile, "I-I'm sorry about her. She's been acting really odd these last couple of days."

"Oh really? So's my husband.", Yolonda said, "He's been having some stomach troubles…Well anyways, why don't you make yourself comfortable? We've got dinner just about ready."

Leaving the bedroom, Miguel felt his heart drop as he noticed Linnie and Nora taking their seats, Nora casting a knowing glare in his direction. Forcing himself from gulping, Miguel took a seat across Linnie, who was busy crossing his legs gently. Yolonda began pouring champaign into everyone's cups before being gently stopped by Linnie.

"Oh uhm…I-I'm really sorry, but would it be a bother if I had some water instead please? I-I'm not really much of a drinker.", he said, nervously, while Nora nudged him.

"God Linnie, have some manners. You drink whatever they give you."

"Oh no, it's not a problem. Uhm, we've got some water bottles in the fridge, sweetheart.", Yolonda smiled at Linnie, who smiled back gently as he got up and walked towards the fridge, his heels clicking against the tile floor. "Actually, maybe you should have some water as well, dear. Might help with your stomach."

Miguel simply nodded as Linnie passed him a bottle, muttering a thank you as Yolonda began to pass out the lobsters. As the four ate, Yolonda seemed to sense a sort of tense aura coming from the other fairies. Linnie was constantly squirming, either crossing his legs or trying to close them, his heels making a constant clicking noise, while Nora and Miguel seemed awfully interested in each other, exchanged glances whenever they were chewing simultaneously. Desperate to break the ice, Yolonda cleared her throat.

"So…how long have you guys worked with Miguel?"

"Worked? Oh no dear..", Linnie said gently, unknowing of what's going on, "I don't work with him. I work at a nursery. I-I think I recognized him though from the gynocologist's. I accidentally ran into him and he dropped his-"

"Papers! Yeah, you made me drop my prescription papers! Nice one.", Miguel interrupted, before Linnie could rat him out. Linnie shrunk in his seat while Nora rolled her eyes.

"We've known him for about several years now, remember Linnie? He would come take out trash out for us?"

"Wait hold on.", Yolonda said, "I thought you two and Miguel worked together? He said you guys were work buddies."

"I mean uh…", Nora stuttered, "I mean, technically we are…uh….I'm just more of an office person while Miguel would do the garbage work."

"Really? Last time I checked, Miguel rarely did garbage truck work.", Yolonda said, glancing slightly at her husband, "How long have you guys been working together."

"Uh…about 7 years now."

"Wait…Nora honey, we've only moved here about 4 years ago..", Linnie squeaked, before Nora slammed her foot on his, making his jump.

"Ok, what the hell is going on? Why is everyone acting so weird?", Yolonda asked suddenly, slamming her hands slightly on the table, starling everyone. Linnie looked around confused, while Nora and Miguel paled, both unsure of what to say. Yolonda glared at Miguel, "I thought you said these were work buddies?"

"They are!"

"So why the fuck are you all telling me different stories, huh? How is it that one of your little work buddies works in a nursery instead of part of your garbage company huh? What am I supposed to believe? And why have you two been staring at each other the entire night? Is there something you'd like to tell me?"

Nora and Miguel both continued to stare at each other, both of them praying that the other would spit it out. But the longer they waited, the more impatient Yolonda got, tapping her foot and crossing her arms. Linnie squirmed a bit more as he tried to look away nervously, before finally, Miguel finally cracked.

"I'm pregnant….and…..it's not yours."