Ever since Brooklyn's escape, Demona wanted him back. She had just been biding her time. She wasn't going to let him go entirely so easily. He had what she needed. She was the mother. She wasn't going to be denied motherhood again. She had to plan carefully to get Brooklyn back soon. Demona planned on being there when it was time for her baby to be born.

She might even plan on not letting Dr. Sevarius handle it, but he would be needed to deliver the baby at the end of the pregnancy. She could care less if Brooklyn died during surgery or after. She just needed him alive long enough to give her the child he carried.

Demona would watch night after night for an opportunity to sneak in. She watched with binoculars to know what gargoyles took off on patrol. The clan must have known by now. She never saw Brooklyn take off with them, but he would be on the parapet during the day. It would be easy enough to take him during the day if the right people could be paid to kidnap him.

But she wanted to get Brooklyn personally.

…

A few nights later, as Demona watched the castle, all the clan took off except for Bronx and Lexington. Brooklyn stayed too, of course. When she did land eyes on him, she looked at his stomach. It had grown swollen. She smiled. So, he was officially pregnant with her child.

Tonight would be a good night. Lexington would be too small to take her on even if he tried. Bronx was bigger, but Demona had ways of dealing with both of them, and the humans too. She was going to get Brooklyn back, tonight!

…..

Lexington was in on his computer, looking up information about pregnancy and baby care. Then he would work on an invention he had been working on.

Bronx was in the nursery with the Xanatos'. He was entertaining baby Alex at the moment. The little boy was learning to talk. Bronx was just like a friendly dog with the human boy.

Brooklyn had been reading when he decided he wanted to go for a walk around the castle, to stretch his legs. He would try to keep himself active as much as possible. His ankles had begun swelling with fluid if he was on his feet too long, but he would still walk. His back had also began hurting too, not used to feeling the extra weight in his middle.

Demona had a loaded tranquilizer gun in her belt should she need it. She knew how to get around the castle undetected. She would find Brooklyn's room if she had to. Instead, she found Lex's room and him in it. She shot Lex with a dart, and it knocked him out cold. He wouldn't wake up for a while. It should give her enough time to get what she wanted. She didn't really want to dart Brooklyn, but she would if she had to. Drugging him could have effects on the baby. She went onward.

Brooklyn almost had a mind to go gliding around the castle. His wings sure could go for it. He had made it to near the TV room when he walked by a tapestry and he didn't hear her, but she spoke to him.

"Hello, Brooklyn."

That voice. It made him freeze in his tracks. That… chilly… voice. He swallowed as he turned to face her. He kept a wing in front of him.

"Demona! How did you get in here, and what do you want?" he demanded.

"You know perfectly well what I want, Brooklyn!" she growled.

Brooklyn felt a chill go down his spine. He put a hand on his stomach. "I'm not going with you! Not after what you did to me!"

"I needed you to not be such an innocent anymore in that department in order to bring an innocent into the world. Surely, you know you are pregnant by now? I see it on you clearly." she declared.

"Yes, I know about it. And I won't let you take me anywhere! Stay away from me, Demona!" he warned her.

"Oh, but you wouldn't deny a mother to see her child, would you?" she mocked him.

"You are not their rightful mother. My children deserve a better mother than you!" he growled at her.

"Why you big wretch!" she snarled, then she stopped. "Wait. Did you say… children?"

"Did I? Yes, I did. You still aren't going to be the mother!" Brooklyn snarled.

"So it seems my pleasure is doubled. And yes, I am, Brooklyn, whether you like it or not." she smirked evilly. She began to advance on him.

Brooklyn backed up. He was in no condition to fight her. If he hadn't been pregnant, he would have loved to have attacked her. "Stay back!"

"Come over here. I want to feel them." she said.

"No way!" he continued to back away from her. He saw his exit. If he had been in an open area, it would have been easier to get away, but he wasn't. But there was an exit anyway. He turned and ran. He had to keep a hand under his belly to keep it supported. He also had to try hard to breathe with the extra weight.

"You won't get away that easily." she growled and gave chase.

She was faster than she looked. She easily caught up with him and tackled him to the ground. She tried not to hurt him. He had been easier to catch because of his condition.

Brooklyn couldn't help that he landed the way he had. He grunted in pain. But then, he felt himself being rolled to his side. His arms were grabbed and pulled behind his back.

"Get… off… me!" he groaned out.

Then he felt a hand on his stomach that wasn't his own. He squirmed in her grasp. She rubbed his rounded belly. "My children will be with me soon enough." she said. "And I need to see them properly."

"Never!" Brooklyn struggled. "HELP!" he shouted.

"Be quiet! They won't hear you." she said in his ear. "Now, either you come voluntarily, Brooklyn, or I'll force you. I'm not letting you slip through my fingers again. I will be there when my babies are born."

"No..." he groaned, winded.

She got up first, and pulled him with her. She was right behind him. She next grabbed him by the throat, but didn't tighten her grip. "Now come peacefully, and we'll have no more of this nonsense." she ordered.

Brooklyn glanced back at her angrily. "What… what are your plans for them?" he demanded.

"You should know. Raise them to be real gargoyles. Ones that will be raised to one day help destroy humanity and be part of the real gargoyle dynasty." Demona explained.

"You're crazy!" Brooklyn exclaimed.

"That's where you're wrong, my young friend. I'm in my right mind. I just want my children." she said.

"And what are your plans for me?" he panted.

"After they're born, I'll have no further need of you." she said. "You're expendable to me at that time."

He knew it!

"Now move on!" she ordered. She began to force him forward.

Brooklyn had to think of a way to get free of her grasp.

"Oh, and by the way, am I to guess that you have had thoughts of any further need for sex?" she sneered. "I'll be happy to fulfill the need."

"Over my dead body!" Brooklyn growled. He wasn't going to let her rape him again. Then, he used one of his feet to step on hers.

She let go of his arms in pain. Then he swung one of his elbows into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her. He took that opportunity to escape.

Demona glared after him, holding her stomach for a moment, but immediately went after him.

Brooklyn panted as he ran down the hall. He held his stomach as he ran. "Oh, HELP!" he called out.

From the nursery, Bronx heard the red gargoyle. He knew he had to go check it out. The humans hadn't heard anything. He growled as he left the room. Now they wondered what was up and followed him.

Brooklyn was trying to get help. He just had to stay ahead of her, and she was catching up again.

"Leave me alone! Stay away!" he yelled back at her.

The female gargoyle was relentless once she put her mind to something. She was snarling mad now. "Get back here!" she snarled.

He was getting closer to the nursery and then, a big, dark blue beast flew past Brooklyn and jumped onto Demona, knocking her down. She hit her head on the floor hard enough, knocking her unconscious.

Brooklyn stopped and turned. "Oh, thank you, Bronx." he sighed in relief.

The Xanatos' came around the corner. "What's going on?" David asked.

"Demona… was after me… because she wants my babies..." Brooklyn panted, holding his belly.

"Well, that won't stand. It's amazing the security system didn't pick her up. I'll have to check it." the man said.

"What do we do with her meantime?" Fox asked.

"There is a prisoner area. We'll have to take her there. Where's Lexington?" David asked.

"I don't know. He should have been here." Brooklyn said.

Owen came along and the two men escorted Demona to the dungeon area. There, she was put into a strong cage with electrical currents going through them so she couldn't escape. The dart gun was also taken off of her. She was searched for other weapons too. They were all confiscated.

The clan would decide Demona's fate when they returned.

Brooklyn and Fox went in search of Lex. "Find Lexington, Bronx." he said.

Bronx barked and went in search of the olive green gargoyle. They found him in his room, unconscious.

They both picked him up and took him to his bed.

"I hope he's alright." Brooklyn said.

"I'm sure he's fine. He's just drugged. He'll need rest for the rest of tonight." Fox declared. "He should wake up soon."

"I'll stay with him." Brook stated. Bronx whined. "You wanna stay too, boy?" Bronx whined again. "It's okay, boy. I'm fine. The babies are too." He patted the gar-dog on the head.

Bronx laid down next to the bed while Brooklyn dragged a chair over. He had to put his feet up to keep them from swelling up.

Fox left them alone. The clan would be back soon.

…..

Lexington soon woke up. "Oh, where am I?" he asked. He rubbed his head.

"You're in your room." Brooklyn replied.

"Brooklyn?"

"I'm here, Lex."

"What happened?"

"Demona knocked you out with a dart. Then she came after me. Luckily, Bronx stopped her. Right now, she's in the dungeon." Brooklyn explained.

"What would she be after you for?"

"For the babies. She knows, Lex, that I have more than one." Brooklyn rubbed his belly sadly.

"There's no way we can let her go." Lex declared.

"That's right. She is too big a threat." David said, stepping into the room. "Good to see you're alright, Lex."

"Thanks." Lex replied.

…..

The clan soon returned and heard what had happened. This was nonsense. Demona was not going to be allowed to get away with this.

Angela wanted to talk to her first.

"Mother, why would you do such a horrible thing to Brooklyn? He's one the sweetest males to ever know." Angela defended him.

"And yet, you chose Broadway over him." Demona declared.

"I still love Brooklyn as a friend. Like a brother. You had no right to traumatize him, or rape him for that matter."

"I had to ensure that he was going to give me a child. And with my human turning curse, I couldn't carry a baby. I would lose it. So I chose him to do the deed for me. Yes, I'm sure he's a great male. That's why I chose him. He would have much better genes than Goliath ever did."

"Why did you do this to him anyway?"

"I longed for new motherhood, Angela. You may not understand it. I missed you growing up. I wanted a new one to call mine. The babies are your siblings too." Demona said.

"I know, but it didn't mean you had to harm Brooklyn. This is the lowest thing you had ever done!" Angela snarled angrily. "You also could have made him lose the babies by attacking him!"

"I know it was a risk, but I wasn't about to let him go so easily. He would have remained in my custody until the birth. Then, he would die, or he would be allowed to return to the clan, minus the babies." she decreed.

"The babies belong to him more than you. You will NEVER be a good mother, Demona!" Angela growled as she left the dungeon. The rest would be up to the clan.

Demona hated that her daughter didn't understand why she had done what she had.

….

Dr. Trowsky was called over to the hospital wing to check both Brooklyn and Lexington over.

Lex's vital signs checked out and it was just effects from the drug that he had been shot with. For Brooklyn, his vital signs were taken, then he had to have another sonogram to make sure the twins were alright. He had been knocked to the ground on his belly after all.

Brooklyn was worried about his babies as he felt the wand sliding over his belly. Lex was looking too.

The doc examined each baby carefully to make sure they both were alright. He also played their hearts.

"I don't think they sustained any real damage, Brooklyn. They look alright to me. What did she want them for anyway?" Trowsky asked.

Brooklyn sighed in relief. He had never been happier to hear their heartbeats. Tears welled in his eyes. "She… wants them for herself. To raise them to be something they shouldn't be..." he replied.

"Which is?"

"Evil." Brooklyn said.

He was finally allowed to sit up and towel off his belly.

"I hope they don't turn out that way either. Well, take care and call if there are any other concerns." the man said.

"Thanks, Doc." Lex said as he left. Then he looked at his distraught red brother. "Brooklyn, what is it?" he asked.

Brooklyn had his hands on his stomach. He glanced at Lex. "I'm just scared, Lex. Sometimes I still can't believe this is happening to me. I know I'm going to be a father in a few months, but most of the time, the father doesn't carry his own children. And the mother isn't one to be feared so much."

"Yeah, you carrying them has its greatest risks." Lex agreed.

"Oh, I hope neither of the twins grows up to be like her."

"I hope not either."

Brooklyn was not going to be seeing Demona anytime too soon.