Author's Notes: Back again! I'm in a rush, so let's just get this over with...

Now...the story...

It's My Baby

Chapter 4: Morning Sickness

Aquamarine's POV

After what seemed like weeks of torment and agony, I groggily stepped out of the doctor's office and into the main waiting room, where Crystal and Sam were still waiting for me. I was somewhat happy that Crystal didn't get annoyed from the long wait and end up going home. And Sam... well, he was just here for comic relief.

Crystal walked up to me and massaged my face. "You okay, Aqua?" she asked. "You look a little dizzy."

Frankly, I didn't feel like answering her, but I'd have to say something, elsewise, I'd make a scene; or at least Crystal would. She was a lot more melodramatic than I was.

"Yeah, sure. I'm okay..." I mumbled. This made Crystal suspicious.

"No you're not. I know you're just saying that, Aqua..."

I grunted in annoyance and whispered loudly to Crystal. "Look! I just want to go home and forget this ever happened!"

"And we will...when you tell me what the doctor said and did."

"WHO GIVES A FLIP?!" I barked.

My sudden outburst startled a couple of Trainers and Nurses, like I cared. It wasn't long before a Nurse Joy came up and asked us, Sam included, to please leave. I received a scolding once we were outside, but I could really care less about what Crystal was saying or why Sam couldn't stop picking his nose for once.

After a few parting words with Sam, Crystal summoned her Dragonite and recalled me into my Master Ball.

Once she got home, Crystal released me from my Ball and proceeded with her questions. I told her that the doctor did some unsanitary things to me and said a bunch of crap and that I was pregnant... and stuff. None of it was really all that important. After that hurdle was jumped, I had another one to face...and his name was Lightning.

Lightning seemed to be a little humiliated in front of me and I was glad he was. Too bad for him that it didn't satisfy me.

"Um... Aqua...?" he stumbled over his words as he tried to speak to me. "I'm... really sorry for what happened back there... I... I... didn't know what I was doing a-and we were both drunk, so..."

I snorted. "Hmm, I could've sworn that I heard a voice just now," I said this while looking around, as if Lightning wasn't even there. "Oh, well. It's probably just my imagination..." Bypassing Lightning, I slowly walked on, not bothering to look back. Although, I managed to see Lightning's heartbroken figure in a nearby mirror and for once, I felt a little guilty... but that's life, Lightning...

It seemed almost impossible. It had already been 3 months since I had last spoken to Lightning. 3 months since everything had been normal. And 3 months since I had first become pregnant. I had hoped that everybody was wrong and I wasn't really expecting at all, but unfortunately, it was starting to show. My underbelly was beginning to bulge and I felt so bloated all the time. I was also really constipated and sick everytime I even THOUGHT about food.

At the moment, I was sitting on the couch, which was flourished with pillows, due to my condition. All day, all I did was sit around and eat pickles and ice cream, and watermelon with sushi, dog food with cat food, carrots, onions, mushrooms, rice, cookies, cake, and occasionally mustard.

It was enough to make me want to commit suicide. But I halted the very idea only because there was a pretty slim chance that I would give birth to a girl. Crystal kept talking to me and saying that I had a 90 of giving birth to a litter, but I didn't care. Even if I did, I still wanted a girl.

Why would I not want to abort? I had the option and Crystal didn't care and I wasn't too far along, so I had time. I kept considering aborting my pregnancy, but something just told me not to do it. I didn't want to kill something so innocent and feeble... and what would everyone else think?

I rose from the couch and stretched. All this thinking was making my head hurt and when I hurt, I get nauseated. I slowly inched off the sofa and waddled down the hallway. Yes, waddled. I may have been only 3 months, but I looked more like I was 8 months along.

We were currently staying at a Saffron City hotel. It was one of the biggest ones in the metropolis. It was really great, really big, and really expensive, but Crystal had more than enough money to cover her team's stay, herself and Sam with his team included.

I made my way past Sunshine's room, Crystal's, Sam's, Springleaf's and... Lightning's... I stopped to take a long, ridiculous look at the door leading to his room, which would probably be considered more of a suite, like mine and everyone else's.

How I worried about the nut. Lightning barely ate anything and always seemed to be depressed about something. I had a feeling that his condition was entirely my fault, but then again, my condition was entirely his fault, too.

Uh oh, there I go again, thinking about stuff and getting sick. I turned hastily towards a bathroom, feeling the evil effects of my morning sickness.

Crystal's POV

I sat in my room with Sam playing our complimentary GameCube, trying to kill a Metroid or something of the like.

"Sam, I worry about Aqua. I think she's thinking of committing suicide or aborting or even running away from me!"

Sam laughed as he successfully killed the... whatever it was on his video game. "Don't worry about that, Crystal. You know I've got Terror, Tantrum and Torture all on the job of keeping an eye on Aqua so she won't do anything stupid. And you've got your team on the lookout as well, so just relax..."

"I guess you're right..." I smiled at Sam. "for once..."

Author's Notes: Oh, poor Lightning! I feel so bad for making all this tension between him and Aqua, but don't worry about it! All will be happy at the end of my story! R&R!