"I am glad she fell in love with Mark. I am rarely ever wrong." Jay said to Glenn after her nice hot shower.

She knew Mom and Dad would approve of Mark, like when they had approved of Glenn. But now, their marriage was soon, and nothing could feel better. Jay recalled that when she first arrived at Glenn's home, she felt like this place was or would consume her. To be quite frank, it scared the shit out of her before. But now, she was used to all of it.

Not to mention how fast Angel became comfortable. She sighed and combed her long hair before the vanity mirror. Glenn watched her from the bed with those blue eyes of his. She could always feel his eyes upon her as it made her more aware of her body.

She had never felt this way before, being an Angel and all. She had never felt so aware of a man's gaze upon her until Glenn. She now felt certain feelings run through her body and they made her a little uneasy, to say the least. Yes, they did some naughty things, but they always were over-the-clothes type of things, never anything else. He had asked her before if she wanted to do something else, but she refused.

In some ways she did like those feelings within her. Like when her heartbeat increased when he touched or kissed her. Or the butterflies within her stomach when he looked at her or when he smiled.

Being in love was amazing.

But those other emotions she was now feeling had her uneasy. She glanced at him in the mirror and blushed when she found him staring at her intently. He was lying on the bed upon his back with his hands folded behind his head. He was simply masculine perfection. He looked like a fellow Angel, with those brawny biceps and muscular chest and thighs. Her heartbeat sped up and her breaths grew shallow as her gaze lowered on him.

It lowered to the visibly rock hard erection standing tall and proud beneath his slacks.

Wide eyed, she wretched her gaze from him whilst blushing profusely. She knew she made him crazy, but she always brought this forth? Could she believe such? Did she always have this effect on him? No, she did not do this for him. Telling herself that repeatedly did not seem to help her much, though.

"Ah beautiful, you've made me hard many an occasion. As you already know." He said deeply from behind her.

She gasped, her attention brought back to reality. She blinked and looked up at him in the mirror. He looked right back down at her with a sexy smirk upon his face. She felt like fanning herself, the need to do so quickly rising like her body temperature was. Can Angels sweat? She wondered as she stared at his lips through the mirror. 'Hmm, what would it feel like with those lips trailing over my body? Over my breasts? My beaded nipples?'

She gasped again as his smirk grew into a knowing grin. Wide eyed, she all but ran to the bed and sat upon the edge, not believing what had just happened to her. She just could not believe how in depth her mind was when she fantasized about his lips. She had never really been turned on in her lifetime until she met Glenn. Aside from him, no one ever excited her to such great lengths. She had grown up in an average town, with average people or people who were just too damn creepy, to say the least.

That was why she never dated anyone.

But now, now she felt lust. She felt desire for a man she could finally fathom. A man who was a Wolf. Glenn was a century older than she and she figured that at least she did not have to worry about the age difference between them. She sighed, focusing upon the lingering effects of her desire for Glenn. Her nipples were beaded tightly still, the silk fabric of her bra making them hyper sensitive. The juncture between her legs was moist. Oh Ancients, how could she be just now feeling this? Should she have felt this beforehand? Like Angel had?

She pursed her lips. Angel was more determined and wanting than Jay had ever been. And by what Angel wrote, she was sensual by nature; seeming to know just how to control her raging hormones. Jay wished she could be more like Angel, more knowledgeable and wanting of things like this. Sure Jay the Wise was her title but now she was just thinking too damn much for her liking.

"Like we've done many times, I can help you find your sensual side, Jay. But so much more." Glenn said with another smirk upon his face.

She turned her head and looked at him with wide eyes then immediately shook her head. He sighed then walked to her and sat down beside her on the bedside.

"They've done what you're so afraid of doing."

Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at him again.

"And what am I so afraid of doing?"

As he opened his mouth to respond, she gasped and looked at him with wide eyes.

"How do you know what they have done is that? No, scratch that. I do not even want to know how perverted you are." She said then stood with a shake of her head.

He looked up at her as she walked to the window and looked out.

"I can tell by how they look at one another, Jay. That possessive look Mark has for Angelica. That is how I know."

She was silent as she looked out at the vast Jacobs land. She knew he was right about her being afraid. She was but did he know that? He had been tolerant this far by what they did and all she needed was a little more time. She did not believe in giving herself to a man unless they were married, and he wanted to do just that. Then she would give herself to him. It would be worth the wait. She just hoped he thought the same.

He suddenly was behind her as he grasped her shoulders tenderly. Smiling softly, he leaned forward and kissed her hair softly.

"Yes love, I will wait until after we're married. Then I can have my wicked way with my queen." He rumbled softly beside her ear.

Blushing, she smiled in spite of herself. She was happy he felt the same on this particular subject.

"Until then, no trying anything." She said then.

He growled, not liking this one bit. But he would have to agree to it. Maybe he would take release in the shower, something he felt the urge to do now.

"Agreed." He responded gruffly.

She smiled then turned and looked up at him.

"Thank you, Glenn. Now about our wedding…"

Space

Usually everyone in their lifetime has a nightmare where all they're doing is running. Either they're running from something or someone or they're running away from that certain thing or person. I was having one of those nightmares. Only the beast with its black eyes kept chasing me. I screamed and tried to run in pitch blackness, but I was going nowhere. I felt my legs moving but I wasn't moving, although every time I looked back, the beast's mutilated face with its black eyes stalked closer. I then turned forward only to collide with the fiend. I screamed.

"Angie, wake up!" Mark yelled, shaking my shoulders.

Tears fell from my eyes as I opened them and looked around the dimly lit room in a panic. A fire burned within the fireplace on the other side of the room, casting a dim yellow orange light about. Mark looked down at me with furrowed eyebrows as his grip upon my shoulders eased. Feeling scared out of my wits still, I quickly sat up and flung my arms around Mark's neck and remained there, trembling with fear.

"Love, talk to me." He said softly, wrapping his arms around me.

I opened my eyes and looked at the window, out into the night sky with tears in my eyes.

"I-I was running a-and running b-but I was going n-nowhere. The b-beast was chasing me, and I c-couldn't get away from it!" I sobbed, trembling harder.

He gently rubbed my back, beginning to rock back and forth.

"Shh, love. It was only a nightmare. The beast is dead. I will never let anything happen to you again. I vow it."

Slowly calming down, I nodded against his shoulder. I knew Mark wouldn't let anything happen to me. If only everyone were this loving and protective.

He pulled away slightly and gently ran his thumbs beneath my eyes, collecting the tears.

"Would you like some tea?"

I blinked up at him then nodded finally. He nodded as well and kissed my forehead then threw his legs over the edge of the bed and stood. I watched as he collected his boxers from the floor and slid them on. He then flitted from the room. I took a deep breath and exhaled as I looked around the room. Something felt amiss and I didn't know quite what it was. It didn't feel like I was being watched or anything like that. The amiss feeling was coming from inside of me. How could this be?

I slowly got out of bed and stood motionless for a moment. Nothing happened so maybe everything was fine, and I was still bugging out from that nightmare. Yes, that was it. But I still felt amiss inside, and I didn't know why. That was the part that bothered me the most. I floated to the dresser and opened a drawer. I pulled out a pair of underwear and a bra then closed the bra, floating to the bathroom.

Becoming tangible, I switched on the light then decided a shower would do me good. So that's what I did although I washed quickly with no need to linger under the hot stream of water. I washed my hair then got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my body and one around my hair when I noticed a small cup of hot tea on the bathroom sink. I smiled softly and slid my undergarments on then grasped the small handle of the cup, bringing it to my lips.

It tasted like peach, which brought another smile to my face. It was delicious as the hot liquid slid down my throat and I sighed softly. It tasted like my mother's tea. I took another sip then placed the cup back down upon the porcelain sink. Something definitely was wrong now. In fact, whatever it was, had me on my knees before the toilet, vomiting up the liquid contents of my stomach.

Mark appeared in the doorway as I closed the toilet lid and flushed it. I slowly stood and grasped the sink for support as Mark's mien grew worried.

"Angie, are you all right?"

I nodded and remained where I was to try and collect my bearings when something moved inside of me. I gasped, my hands pressed against my abdomen. Mark was beside me in a flash, his worry clear upon his face. I stood there for a moment looking down at the sink, trying to comprehend what was going on. Mark remained silent beside me though his heart raced. I pressed my hands gently against my abdomen when I felt another movement within me.

I gasped again and grew wide eyed. Could I be…? Oh Ancients!

I turned and ran to the full length mirror in our room then looked at myself sideways. Mark walked out of the bathroom and stopped by the foot of the bed, his eyes glued to me. My heart raced as I felt another movement. I then looked at Mark with a bright smile on my face. In return, he frowned.

"Mark, I think I'm pregnant!"

His eyes grew wide then lowered to my abdomen. I trembled with excitement as he slowly smiled. He flitted to me and gathered me close, giving a joyous whoop to the ceiling as all I could do as laugh…

Space

Harley invited Jay over to the Calaway Palace to show her Angel's wedding gown. She was ecstatic to come, and Glenn insisted that he come as well, to protect her, just in case. Harley was excited with the result of making the gown. She knew Angelica would love it.

"We are going to get your sister, so she can try on her gown. After all of this trouble, I hope she loves it." Harley said to Jay as they walked down the hallway toward Angelica and Mark's bedroom.

Jay looked at her now.

"You made the gown by hand? It must have taken you years to make."

Harley smiled and looked at her now.

"It actually took me a couple hours to make. I like to think that I'm faster than a normal seamstress."

"Normal?"

Harley nodded. "Yes, normal as in Mortal. I am a Witch, Jay. That is why it was done so fast."

She looked at Harley with her eyebrows raised. A Witch, huh? She had not noticed that about her or really ever came in contact with one in many years. The Mortals would usually find out if they were Witches then burn them at the stake. She was glad that she could befriend a Witch and that she was still alive. That was pretty awesome.

"That's cool," Jay responded.

Harley smiled as they continued on…

Space

I was giddy still as I put on a turquoise evening gown then sat on the edge of the bed with Mark beside me. Since I was so happy, my rose was blooming so beautifully.

"As you know with being Immortal, the baby will develop faster than that of a Mortal's. So when you're ready to give birth, it will probably be a good six or seven months instead of nine months. And with what you eat, our baby should flourish." Mark said with a smile.

I nodded with a smile. "So will our baby be part Vampire and Phantom? Or will our baby be a Vampire or a Phantom?"

He thought for a moment then shook his head.

"I don't know but either way, he or she will be a rare being. So I don't see why not if they will be both or one species."

"Then why couldn't I keep the tea down?"

"Morning sickness?"

I gasped. "Oh, of course! How could I have not thought of that? Oh! What shall we tell Glenn and Jay? And my parents? I usually can't keep my mouth closed about things like this. Do we tell them, or do we let them find out?" I asked, looking at him.

He smirked. "Let them find out on their own. As for your parents, they should be told since they aren't here. It'll be exciting when they'll find out."

I smiled then hugged him tightly. He smiled then hugged me back.

"Thank you, Mark."

"For what?" He asked.

"For everything you've done for me. Oh, wait a minute!" I pulled away and looked at him.

His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me.

"What is it, darlin'?"

"It's December first. Our marriage is in twenty four days from now. Won't I be showing then?"

He rubbed the back of his neck then shrugged.

"I don't really know, Angie. You may, and you may not. Why do you ask?"

A knock sounded upon the bedroom door. Mark looked at the door then back to me.

"Angelica, are you awake? I've something for you for the wedding." Harley said from the other side of the door.

I looked to the door then to Mark.

"I ask because I would like to marry you before I'm showing. That's all."

His eyebrows furrowed.

"Why, love?"

I blinked. "So that my gown will fit me."

He closed his eyes and sighed in relief.

"Angelica?" Harley called.

"Come on. Angel." Jay said then.

"All right then. Christmas Eve. I know it's a day before but it's so special a day."

He hesitated then nodded. I smiled then kissed him before floating to the door, opening it. Harley and Jay looked at me then Harley smiled.

"Come, Your Highness. I'd like to show you your wedding gown…"

Space

Mark decided to take a nap, since his woman was off doing what women did. He sighed and laid back against the mattress, looking at the ceiling. The light from the flames danced across the ceiling, creating moving shadows. He still couldn't believe he was going to be a father. Just the thought of a child in their future had his heartbeat thumping out of control. After seven hundred years, he finally had the chance to be a father.

"Oh, great Ancients in the Heavens, thank you so much!" He praised to the Heavens.

Finally things would be right in his life with his bride-to-be and child…

Space

Jay kept staring at me as we ascended into another bedroom. I just smiled at her and nothing else, although the news of me being pregnant gnawed at me inside. But I wasn't going to tell her of it. Mom and Dad would have to know after this, but Jay could guess and when she would guess right, I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my mouth shut. She knew something was up, but she didn't know what it was.

"Something is different about you." Jay declared with narrowed eyes.

"You should know, being called Wise and all." I responded with a smile.

She raised an eyebrow and I just continued to smile at her when we stopped in the middle of the huge bedroom. Jay and I turned in a circle, looking around the huge room in awe. This room was almost like Mark's and mine, but it was a little bigger. In this room, portraits hung upon the black and golden walls as they were of different people. They had me thinking if they all related to Mark. I wanted to take a closer look at them all when I felt another movement within me. I inhaled sharply and moved to the edge of the bed and sat.

Jay brought her gown as another appeared in Harley's awaiting arms. Harley then looked at me with wide eyes. I had my hand pressed against my abdomen when it clicked in her head. She placed the gown upon the bed then sat beside me as she gestured for Jay to put on her gown. I looked at her gorgeous gown and thought it was beautiful. The bodice had beautiful pink intricate designs about it and about the waist. The gown itself was white as it flared out slightly at the waist. Those beautiful intricate pink details were also at the bottom of the gown.

They looked like vines woven into one another with small leaves and flowers attached to them. In the front of the bottom of the gown, those beautiful vines formed a single column riding up a little ways. It was simply gorgeous. Jay had a smile upon her face that looked as if it spread from ear to ear. I also saw a thin pink choker and smiled at Jay. She smiled back at me then ran into the bathroom, the door closing with a thud behind her.

I then looked down as Harley placed a hand upon my upper back. I looked at her as a smile spread about her face and tears glistened in her eyes. My eyebrows furrowed, seeing those tears.

"Congratulations, Angelica."

Could Harley possibly know?

"For what?" I asked hesitantly.

She pursed her lips as my heartbeat increased. By the Ancients, Harley knows!

"You're with child, are you not?" She asked with a teary eyed smile.

My eyes widened as she grasped my hand in hers. I looked at her then sighed in defeat. A smile spread across my face and I nodded.

"I am pregnant!"

Harley squealed and hugged me as tears rolled down my face; they were happy, joyful tears. Now Harley could handle that. I was happy, not to mention how Harley was. Now to tell my parents of them becoming grandparents as they've always wanted.

"Congratulations, my Lady." Harley said with tears in her eyes as she released me.

"I hope Mom and Dad are as happy as you are, becoming grandparents."

"What?!" Jay stammered.

Harley and I looked at her then, standing in the bathroom doorway with her beautiful gown on. She was beautiful. I smiled and stood. Harley stood up beside me, her pensive expression giving what she was thinking away.

Jay slowly approached me as I did her. I could see the shock clearly upon her face; the same shock I felt when I found out. She stopped a little ways before me and shook her head.

"You slept with him? You are not even married to the man and now you are pregnant?"

I stopped where I was and frowned. Why was she acting this way toward me?

"I thought you'd be happy for us, Jay." I said softly, looking at her.

She pursed her lips, setting her hands upon her hips.

"I thought you had a backbone. I thought you would fight him on this instead of doing that." She pointedly looked down at my stomach then back up to me. "I guess sex was more important, now was it not?"

"Jay! You've no right to speak to Angelica in such a tone." Harley voiced, stepping beside me.

"You've no right to speak to the future Vampire queen that way."

Jay's eyebrows rose at that. I pressed a hand flat against my abdomen when I felt another movement. Harley looked at me as I looked at Jay and laughed. She frowned as her eyebrows furrowed, her arms falling to her sides.

"You're entitled to your opinion, Jay, but I want to tell you something. I slept with Mark because I love him dearly. I love seeing him happy and with a smile upon his face. He is my big-hearted Vampire. You don't know how badly he's wanted a child, how I've wanted one. And now we're having one."

Tears filled my eyes as old wounds resurfaced. They started to fall and as of this moment, I didn't give a damn.

"All of my life people have judged me, either for being a Phangel, for my beliefs, my personality, my clothing, or just to make my life harder. I'm tired of this shit! I would be happy for you if you were pregnant. Damn you, sister! Don't fucking judge me!" I said angrily, my eyes flashing to black with raw emotion.

Her eyes grew wide as guilt flooded her. She knew I was right about everything I said. If she were pregnant, she would want happiness galore. Yet she judged Angel, her loving sister. Angel would never judge another as she was the most down to earth person she knew. Jay knew that was wrong as she also knew that there had to be an apology made to Angel.

I exhaled a shaky breath then wiped my eyes with the back of my hands. I didn't want to be in the same room with her, so I floated to the blooming garden, where I could be away from others, especially my judgmental sister, Jay.

"Well, that's just dandy. Jay, how could you be so inconsiderate?" Harley asked with a frown and a shake of her head.

Jay bowed her head in shame, sadness filling her. She should have been happy for Angel because not everyone had the same beliefs she did. She acted as though if everyone was exactly like her and with that, Jay knew just how wrong she really was.

Harley sighed then looked at Jay.

"Go change then come here and outstretch your arms."

She did as Harley instructed then watched as the Witch worked her magic; a long beautiful white gown appeared in her awaiting arms. Jay's eyes widened.

"Go to your sister and apologize. She needs you more than you know. I'll wait here."

Jay nodded then paused.

"Where is she?" She asked, looking at Harley.

"She is in the Night Garden. It is in the back of the palace by the fountain."

Jay nodded then vanished, disbelieving how huge this place was…