Chapter 26:

Usagi's mouth let out an ear-piercing scream, her hands flying to her face to cover it up, knowing she had hurt herself due to the dreams. A soft hand comforted her hair in attempt to calm her, but it only made her panic more.

She didn't know where she was, and who she was with. She had lost, since four weeks ago, all her sense of humanity. Her body flung upwards, causing her to move forwards and out of the bed. Her eyes locked with her husband's, but the choked sobs couldn't bear to be locked inside, so they escaped rapidly through her mouth. "Usako" he whispers, keeping his distance for her safety of mind. "It was just a dream. I'm sorry" he whispers. He watched her hand go up to her mouth, and her face loose the lightest bit of colour.

"I'm Sorry" she mumbles as loud as she could. "I'm going to be sick" she mutters as she dashes off to the bathroom. Mamoru frowns, hearing their daughter crying from across the hallway. He retrieves her before dressing and cleaning her up.

Meanwhile in the bathroom, usagi was staring across the white bench, looking towards a box with a stick laid on top of it. She took a deep breath and looked at the stick, marked with two little white lines.

The man who hurt her has taken root inside of her.

She threw back up into the toilet, her eyes running with water as she cried.

She opened the bedroom door, noticing her husband was gone and frowned.

Would he really leave her for their daughter. She knew the answer was yes. Her daughter and her shared the same genetics, the same name, the same birthday. She was like her when she was untraumatized, unlike her mother.

Usagi decided she would never tell her daughter about what she had been through between when she was conceived and now.

Usagi picked up the phone, dialled Ami's number and spoke as quiet as she could.

"Ami, I'm pregnant and I want a medical abortion"

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"Papa" Chibi-Usa whispered to her father. Mamoru looked down to the one-and-a-half-year-old on the ground. "Where Mama?"

Mamoru smiled at his daughter as she walked over to him, hitting him on the knee. "In bed still Chibi-Usa. Leave her please." he says softly. She pouts, her face taking shape of her mothers that he loved.

"I WANT SEE MAMA" She demands, slapping the couch with more force. Mamoru sighs, picking her up knowing that she had barely seen her mother unless she came out of her room.

Yes, her room. Mamoru had taken to sleeping on the couch for her safety of mind, especially since he couldn't keep his hands to himself. "Alight" he grumbles as he carries her up the stairs, placing her down on the ground as she toddled off towards the bedroom door.

Usagi sat on the white surface of the bed, her eyes closed tightly, as the tears ran down her face. Chibi-Usa jumped up onto the bed, crawling around to her mother, scaring her. "Hi Mama" she whispered lightly.

Usagi smiled. "Hey Baby. What are you doing up still? Isn't it nearly your nap time?" she asks her with a raise of her eyebrow. Her daughter giggles, sitting down in her mother's lap.

"Dada funny. We play gam" she says with the movement of her hands, showing the game. Usagi grinned but looked over to her husband, who's eyes stayed on her form.

"Why don't you run along to bed?" She suggests. "And then after we wake up, we can go see Grandma and Grandpa Tsukino" Chibi-Usa's face lit up like a firework, and she bounced off the bed and reached for her father's arms.

Mamoru barely noticed. All he could see was Usagi.

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"Look Mamo" Usagi whispered shyly as she fiddled with her fingers. "I know that you want another daughter, and it's nearly our birthdays, and I think it would make her world if I pregnant…" she whispers "Look, it's almost May…and its early still" she sighs.

"If you want…but there are some conditions, I'd like to go over first" he says, holding out his hand encouragingly, she takes it, her face morphing into a mask of nervousness.

"Alright" the whisper was barely heard.

"The first, is that you need to tell me if your ok. If I've hurt, you… If you want me to stop" he states. "You've been through a lot, and you need to be honest. Because I don't want to hurt you alright" she looks up at him, her eyes struggling to come to terms with that.

He knew she even struggled to keep the thoughts out even when he did the slightest touch on her hip, or her back, or if he accidentally touched anywhere intimate. Her eyes would flinch, her breathing would seize, and her body would freeze. "The second is that…you have a say in everything. If you want something, you can have it alright" he speaks.

She nodded her head. "I'd do anything to give our little girl what she wants" she whispers, going in for a kiss. Mamoru smiles as he kisses her back. "And I want to feel normal again" she whispers when they break apart again.

"Why don't we start now, while Usa is at your parents' place" he growls as she pushes him back onto the bed. Usagi nodded against his lips, taking complete control over everything.

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Usagi sighed as she sat at her parents dining room table, her mother fussing over her daughter. It was early may now, and both her and her husband have had no luck. "Usagi" Ikuko said after a conversation with Chibi-Usa. "When are you going to give me a second grandchild?" she asks, wiggling her eyebrows for emphasis. Usagi sighed once again, Reaching for her husband's hand.

"It's hard. Sometimes it's easy to at least attempt to try. Some days I can barely take my shoes off before having a panic attack" Usagi sighs. "But we want to have another soon anyway. Give our girl a sister" she shrugs, blowing out the air in her lungs.

"Oh sweetie" Ikuko whispers. "I'm sorry"

"It's not your fault. I don't know why your sorry anyway. You didn't do anything to me that he did" she whispers, looking towards her daughter, remembering the day. "But that's the past and I'm really trying as hard as I can to not think about it" she says, tears slipping down her cheeks.

"Well anyway changing the subject" Ikuko winks, standing up out of her chair. She walks over towards the kitchen countertop, picking up a cake from it. "Desert anyone?"

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Usagi sighed, a small smile forming over her lips as her daughter came up to her and tugged at her shirt. She places her pencil down on the desk, picking up the demanding one year old. "Mama, When Papa back?" she asks her mother gently.

"I have no clue baby. Hopefully soon" she says as she looks towards the box on her desk, smiling to herself. "Want to draw something?" she asks her daughter as she holds out the pencil to her daughter. Chibi-Usa smiles, taking the pencil and begins drawing something that Usagi couldn't make out. After a few minutes, she stopped, and handed it to her mother.

"Dat Mama. Dat Papa and Dat Usa" she states, pointing to the individual pieces on the paper.

"That's beautiful baby" she grins, flipping to a new page in her book and taking her pencil from her daughter and begins to draw her. Chibi-Usa watches carefully and grins as she watches a realist piece come to life, not knowing it was her. "Mama it pretty" she says as she claps her hands.

"Oh. Thank you, baby," she says. "It's a picture of you from now. I've been doing this for a while" she explains to her, flipping to the previous pictures of her sketchbook. "This one was when you were a little baby" she says, tracing the features with her eyes. She flips to a new page, another one of her daughters. "And this one was when you were six months old, and this one was when you turned one. And this one was on Christmas" she flips to each page, pointing to each one. She was mostly surprised by her daughter's attention through the whole thing.

"Who dis?" Usa ask as she flips over the page to someone who wasn't her. Usagi smiles at her daughter, who was, without realising, staring at her father.

"That's Papa" she says. "It was a few weeks after your first birthday. He looked really happy, playing with you and I hadn't seen him that happy since our birthday's" she says, sighing. "Sometimes I think he'd be better off without me" she whispers, more to herself.

"Papa's keep me way from your room mama" Chibi-Usa whispers to her mother. "He said you sick until I got tired and went bed" she says.

Usagi frowns, listening to what her almost two-year-old daughter was telling her. Mamoru had kept her own daughter away from her while she was recovering. Even the thought of it made her upset. "I was sick for a while Baby. Mama was going through a really tough time back then" she explains to her swiftly.

"Papa always look sad when Usa said Mama too" her daughter spoke, reaching up to her mother's face to wipe away a tear. Usagi smiled to her daughter, picking her up as she stood up.

"Oh" Usagi whispered as she carried her daughter up the stairs. Chibi-Usa manages to wriggle free from her mother's grip, sliding down her leg and toddling towards her bedroom. Usagi grinned and followed her, picking her up to only put her to bed. "Night" she whispered before closing the door gently behind her and making her way back down to her study.

Usagi opened the door, of which she left open to find her husband, standing at her desk looking at her sketch book. "Mamo-Chan?" she asks confused, until she sees he was flipping through the papers one by one. "What are you doing?" she asks as she walks up to him, noticing the picture of himself laid across the page gently.

"I'm sorry" he whispers. "I'd never think Usa would speak any of that to you." He whispers, almost ashamed of his actions since then.

"It's alright. It just hurt that's all" she whispers, walking behind him to look at her sketch book. "She drew this today for me" she displays her daughter's page, watching her husband's face morph into confusion. "It's a picture of us three…" she trails off, looking out the window.

Mamoru noticed the distraction. "Want to watch a movie?" He speaks up, asking her the question. Usagi smiles and nods, taking her husband's hand and leading him away with her.

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June 30th

"Mamamamama" Chibi-Usa says as loudly as she physically could, attempting to wake her parents. "Papaaaaaa. Mamaaaa. Wake Up" Chibi-Usa whines, pulling on one of her mother's strands of hair.

"Ow. Chibi-Usa" Usagi groans as she rolls into the covers. She feels the weight shift on the bed from Mamoru moving towards their daughter. "How did you escape?" Usagi questions herself in groan.

"It Birthday" Chibi-Usa states in an exited voice, causing her mother to sigh.

"Hey, don't be such a bad sport Usako" Her husband beside her teases.

"Just get her present's and feed her so I can get some more sleep please" Usagi whines, muffled by the pillow. She hears Mamoru's feet touch the carpet, before hearing objects being dragged down out from under the bed. She could almost hear her daughter's excitement emanating from her, so she flipped onto her side to watch.

"Here you go Birthday girl" Mamoru says, handing out the first poorly wrapped gift. Chibi-Usa grinned as she opened it to reveal a new dress her mother had bought her.

"Pretty" she whispers as she holds it out on her lap. The rest of the presents, all but one was opened. Chibi-Usa looked at the small box in front of her, picking it up and struggling to untie the bow. Mamoru Assisted her, handing the closed box back to her.

"Don't remember this one" he mutters as he looks at her.

"I added it to the pile a few days ago." She says, looking towards him.

They both watched Chibi-Usa as she opened it, Usagi's body was nervously trembling, while Mamoru sat there curious and confused. Chibi-Usa's face was almost the same as her father's as she looked into the box. "Mama?" She asks her confused. Usagi smiles, meanwhile Mamoru looks into the box.

His eyes meet hers, and she smiles at him, reaching for his hand. "Your giving our daughter an ultrasound from when you were pregnant with her for her birthday?" He asks her, amused by the thought. Usagi huffed, and stood up from the bed, stormed into the bathroom.

Mamoru followed her, confused until he was greeted with the closed door. "Papa?" Chibi-Usa asks. Mamoru looks at her before looking down at the ultrasound picture in his hand, remembering there was a date written on the back of them. He looked back at the box as he read the date, before looking at his daughter and then the bathroom. He watched Usagi emerge, another box in hand.

It was what he confirmed. A pregnancy test box and an ultrasound.

There was only one conclusion to this.

"Usako…?" He starts to speak, his quivering over in a broken melody. "You're pregnant?" He asks her again. He watches her nod with a small smile coming over to her lips. "Is it mine?" he asks her again but doubted it.

"It's ours" she whispers, walking over to hug him.

"We're having another baby" Mamoru whispers into her hair. "How long are you now? Do you know?" He asks her.

"Five weeks, they said. I only guessed when I missed my period" she shrugs, smiling before looking over at her daughter. "Guess what baby! You're going to have a sister!"