Misa's morning sickness seemed to worsen at a pace so rapid he couldn't comprehend it. Certain smells, certain foods, even mentions of certain foods could trigger her nausea. And yet she still kept eating as though she would never eat again. It was such a dichotomy he couldn't even comprehend it. And yet he did not try to stop her either. She still needed the nutrition. He went to the pharmacy later that same day to pick up some B12. His research had showed it was supposed to be helpful for nausea, but even that hadn't slowed it down. It was beginning to become annoying, but at the same time he knew that if it was mildly irritating to him, it had to be hell for her.

So, every time she ran to the bathroom, he would hold her hair. He brought her water, ginger tea, and crackers to try and soothe her stomach. From the minute they got home he had her lay down in bed, and they would eat together in what used to be his bedroom, but was now theirs. Ryuk always got a chuckle out of watching them together. It was entertaining to him to see how quickly the tables had turned in that relationship. It had gone from Misa being at Light's beck and call to the opposite within mere days. He was almost certain now that he was watching Light fall in love with her. It was entertaining just to see what would happen next.

It was about a week after Misa's unexpected pregnancy announcement. At task force headquarters, Light was typing away on his keyboard. Misa lay on the couch, eating her way through a box of pocky. Somehow she'd managed to keep it down long enough for him to get some actual work done, so that was a relief. As he pretended to investigate a new lead in the Kira case, his cell phone rang, breaking his concentration. With a hefty sigh, he picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Light?" Sachiko Yagami's voice sounded over the phone.

"Hi Mom."

"Hi dear. Sorry to call while you're working but your Dad wasn't picking up the phone. Can you ask him if he knows where the box of spare gardening tools is that he put in the garage last winter? The neighbors need a trowel and I can't find mine." She said.

As she was speaking, he heard Misa get up from the couch and bolt for the bathroom. He nearly groaned. Great. Still, he couldn't go hold her hair back while on the phone anyways.

He turned to his father. "Dad, Mom wants to know where you put the gardening tools in the garage last winter. The neighbors need to borrow something."

"Tell her they're on the second shelf in a box marked "Outdoor items"." Chief Yagami answered.

"Second shelf, Mom." He told his mother. "He says the box should say "Outdoor items"."

"I just checked the second shelf ten minutes ago and there wasn't any box that said that."

Light had to fight back a sigh, looking at his father again. "She says she just looked there and didn't see any box."

"Oh. Then tell her to look in the far corner on the left side. It might be buried under the Christmas decorations."

"Dad says check the far corner on the left side, under the Christmas decorations."

"Alright. Thank you, dear."

"You're welcome."

"I love you."

"I love you too, Mom. Bye."

"Bye."

With that, he flipped his phone shut and went to check on Misa.

As Misa ran for the bathroom, she had no idea she was being watched. A figure draped in a black coat, pants with a black scarf, sunglasses, and cap was hovering in one of the many doorways. He'd staked out the place for days, seeing who had come and gone from it. He had been surprised to see Misa Amane, the actress and model, entering it. At first, he'd thought it a mistake, that perhaps she was walking someone else there unawares. But no. She stayed until late. She was clearly a part of this. At first he'd been angry, but then, he realized that this was perfect.

Her notoriety would make her a public figure. If he took her, it would be on the news. And if he were to send his demands to the news for the task force to quit investigating Kira, they would have to comply. It was all coming together. So, when she stumbled blearily out of the bathroom, it was nothing at all to clamp a hand over her mouth and take her out of the building. The only trace left of her was her cell phone, left in the hallway. There was no scream, nor was there an iota of evidence connecting him to the building. It was the perfect crime.

Light went to the bathroom, opening up the door. "Misa, are you alright?" He called. Silence was the only response he got. He began to worry that she may have passed out from overexertion. He looked under every stall, but she wasn't there. Alarm bells began to sound in his head, and he quickly walked back out to the hall. "Misa?" He called, more anxious now. Then, a glint of sun hitting something caught his eye, and he picked it up. His heart stuttered in his chest.

It was Misa's cell phone.

He stared at it for the longest time, a shock hollowing him out, before he made his way back to the room.

The task force investigators had been having a discussion when Light re-entered the room. It was Chief Yagami who took first notice of his son, but upon second glance became extremely concerned. His son was ghastly pale, eyes wide and full of fear.

"Light? What's wrong?" He asked, standing up. He went over to his son, putting his hands on his son's shoulders.

"It's Misa." Light said, looking down at her cell phone in his hands. "She's gone."