Thade182: Oh Yeah. The spawn of Satan is coming, or is he? Oops. Better not give the plot away. LOL. Before you ask, no. I'm not going to call the baby Damien. ::shudders:: I don't even like the name Damien ( No offence to anyone called Damien). I don't know what to call the baby yet. Any suggestions?
Jezel Blackwind: Your welcome. I'll try to make this story funny, but it might not be. But I'll try. And when I get the time, I'll update again soon.
Thea101: Thanks. I'll need all the luck for my art, I can get. I'm glad you're happy I made a sequel.
On with the story.
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I wake up in the middle of the night to something tapping my stomach.
At first I think that it's Miles, but I look over at him, and in the light of the full moon I find that his arms are nowhere near my stomach.
Weird. I think to myself. I look down and low and behold, my stomach is twice the size it was earlier today.
The tapping on my stomach is the baby kicking.
"Miles?" I whisper in a hiss. "Miles!" I start to shake him, and he starts to mumble something in his sleep.
"Wake up you stupid shapeshifter." I say louder this time, and whack his arm. His eyelids start to flutter.
"Miles! Wake up!" I almost yell.
"What is it?" he mumbles, eyes still closed.
"The baby is growing faster than he should." I tell my soulmate.
"Oh." He yawns. "That's nice."
Miles has just settled down to go back to sleep, when he jerks himself wake. Wide-awake.
"What?" he almost shrieks.
"Now he wakes up." I mutter. "The baby is…"
"I heard what you said. But…why?" Miles looks as though his eyes are about to pop out of his head. his expression would have been funny, but we have a crisis on our hands.
"I have no idea." I reply. "I'm going to see Thierry." I throw the covers back, swing my legs over the side of the bed, and start to head towards the door.
"Shouldn't you put something on?" Miles asks, following me, but putting his trousers on.
I look down at myself seeing my black silk shorts and black silk spaghetti strapped top.
"Why? Thierry has already seen me naked before. You know with the whole switching bodies thing. And I've seen him naked too." I reply.
"Good point." He mutters. "You don't know how much that disturbs me."
Both of us walk out of the door, down the hall and stop at Hannah and Thierry's bedroom, where I knock the door.
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"What's wrong Thierry? Why is this happening?" I shriek at the top of my lungs.
"Nila, calm down." Thierry says, holding on to me, and guiding me to lie down on his bed.
"It might be nothing. It might be just a lot of amniotic fluid"
"Yeah? Maybe you're right." I say calming down.
"I think Nila should go for a scan." Hannah suggests.
"I think you're right." Thierry agrees with his soulmate. "First thing in the morning we'll go down to the hospital ward, and get you a scan done."
"Okay." I sniffle, getting off the bed.
"Go on back to bed. And then we'll see if the bun in your oven has gotten bigger." He says.
"I don't think I'll be able to sleep." I mumble.
"Try your best." Hannah soothes.
"I'll try." I promise.
"Goodnight Nila. Goodnight Miles." Thierry says.
"Night." We reply in unison.
Miles and I head for our room, where I flop down on to the bed and rub my now getting bigger stomach.
"Why are you so big?" I ask my stomach. "I'm only three, maybe four weeks pregnant. You shouldn't be so big."
"Nila?" Miles asks.
"Hmm?" I reply.
"Maybe Thierry's right. Maybe it is a lot of amniotic fluid?"
"No Miles. I'm right. The baby has grown." I mutter.
"How do you know?" he asks.
"Mother's intuition." I murmur.
Miles says nothing to that, but falls asleep instead. An hour later, I fall asleep as well.
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I wake up to sunshine on my face.
"Unnnnnnnn." I groan, rolling over so that the sun is shining on my back instead.
I feel something heavy on my stomach as I roll over.
"What the…" I start, looking down.
"Oh. Great Isis. Holy Horus. What in the name of the great sun God Amun Ra, is going on?" I shriek.
Miles wakes up, takes one look at my stomach and almost has a heart attack.
"What's happening to you?" he asks.
"I have no idea." I reply.
My stomach is gotten bigger since last night; I look as though I'm at least six months pregnant.
"Get Thierry getthierrygetthierrygetthierry." I panic.
Miles jumps out of bed and runs at top speed out of the door, a few seconds later, Delos and Maggie walk in through the door.
"What's wrong Nila?" Maggie starts.
"Great heavens." Delos mumbles, looking at my huge stomach.
"What is it Del…?" Maggie breaks off in mid sentence seeing my stomach for the first time.
Before she can say anything, Hannah, Thierry and Miles come running through the door.
"This is some lots of amniotic fluid!" I scream at Thierry. "What in Anubis' name is going on Thierry?"
"Okay. Calm down. I don't know what's wrong." Thierry says. "Get dressed and come with me to the hospital ward."
"Okay." I sniffle.
I get off the bed with the help of both Delos and Thierry, and head for the shower. Forty-five minutes later I'm dressed and going down to the hospital ward to see what's going on.
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A/N: Okay, the only reason I updated this fic is because I'm off today, so I had the time to update. Please review and let me know what you think of it. Ooh, and let me know of any suggestions on baby names. Male names by the way;) anywho, I'm off to do more on my art, blach.