She wasn't going to cry. No matter what, she was not going to cry.

… Even if her waist looked like a balloon was slowly expanding it.

The rush of emotions had hit suddenly just after Connor and Alex had gone with her to her OB/GYN resulting in a rash of crying, rage, laughter, and depression. Sometimes with all of the emotions playing follow the leader in the same day. All the men felt like they were walking on egg shells. Alex felt like he did know what. Everything was now so different with her pregnant and the hormones that she was suddenly part of, or well had taken over her. More than once they would just be sitting in Megan and Alex's room watching TV and a commercial would come on, a simple normal commercial, and the girl would just begin crying.

Good news was they were all getting in touch with their more sensitive sides.

Bad news was they still sucked at comforting the girl. They would make her cry more or get angry at them if they said the wrong thing.

But it was Halloween and she had managed to get the guys to agree to go to the bowling alley because they were having a free Halloween themed bowl-a-rama and they were all happy about it since the last time they had gotten to go Connor hadn't been with them. Megan planned on playing a game or two, if her feet didn't swell up to bad.

Speaking of, she looks down at her feet and frowns. They were already starting to rebel and puff up causing a rush of sadness to flood her brain. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, holds it and lets it out slowly. She repeats the process a few more times and the emotions die down. She knew she was being a terror, she just couldn't stop it. The men were being overly gentle with her and she could only pray that if this ever happened again, things would be different. Or she would be castrating Alex with a rusty spoon.

'Damn anger… Boy will birth be a wakeup call for him.' She could fondly remember that her sister had broken her brother-in-law's wrist when her niece had been born. Everyone felt it had been justice because the two of them had been arguing when she had gone into labor. 4 hours later the little girl was welcomed into the world. 'Please let me have a smooth, easy time like my sister did.' She prayed to any deity listening. She got no inclination that any had heard and, with a sigh, put on her costume.

It was a nurse costume with red and white candy cane like stripes on the ends of the sleeves, a white little hat that had a red circle with a white plus in it. The dress was tight on her bosom and flowed out after, which was very comfy in her opinion but not so much on her bosom. The twins were sore and swollen and sensitive and they had grown! None of her bras fit anymore and that had caused a meltdown yesterday that put the a-bomb drops to shame. Alex had just stood there, taking all of her screaming and cursing and rage for ten minutes before she broke down in hysterics. He then comforted her until the tears had dried up and she was apologizing to him for taking it out on him. Though her fit had brought up a good question neither had thought of. Alex really wasn't human anymore but she was. What would the child be then?

She knew she would love him/her no matter what but she didn't want him/her to feel that he/she was different. Didn't want him/her to have to think that he/she would have to hide and be ashamed. But the child would also have to learn that he/she would have to be careful and that alone was making Megan get gray hairs before the child could even be born. She could worry over that later. The sonograms were showing that the child looked like any other developing one and she was glad about that, and so was Alex. While the man didn't say anything, after looking over the sonograms he had released a heavy sigh she pretended to not notice. It must be hard for him, he's still getting in touch with everything that used to be human to him and now he also will have to worry about having a child with her. Neither of them had any idea that this could have happened.

Ok, they were adults and they knew the risks but with Alex now being more than human they didn't know if it would have even been possible.

'Well, now we do.' Megan thinks sighing and getting out makeup to put on. In her opinion there was too much damn white in her outfit; white shoes, hose, dress, and head wear. But when the black lights hit it, she would glow and that was the only reason she was wearing it. She hadn't really glowed much the last time and she really wanted to this time. She glances at the mirror and stops, her heart starting to hammer in her chest.

"YOU JERK!"

"Sounds like Connor showed Megan his costume." Ezio snickers to Shaun who rolls his eyes chuckling and continues to make a bruise on Ezio's face. There was a false gash in his head with fake blood running down and dripping off his chin. His skin was white and pasty looking, dark rings around his eyes that made them look sunken in, and there was blood splashed on his lapel. He was dressed like a man from the early 1800s in Paris, France. Finally Shaun was finished and he cracks his neck, which was tired and strained. He had painted on everyone but Connor, Megan, and himself.

A flurry of quick, heavy steps coming down the stairs alert them to Connor making a mad dash for safety. Calmer, slower, lighter steps also let them know the girl was behind him. Her foot falls had gotten heavier from her pregnancy but were still lighter than others. But it was the calm, slow steps that had them looking up and at the stairs. The girl was calm and dressed, her outfit, Shaun found himself thinking, was very fitting. She was caring and kind, she tended most of the small wounds the Assassins would get when practicing and assisted on the bigger ones she didn't know how to treat; in fact, had she not of made it as a writer she would have made an excellent nurse or doctor.

"Connor." The Native flinches slightly. He was dressed all in black with a white mask on his face. "If you give me Broxton Hicks from that scare, you will be in the delivery room."

"He scared you?" Altair questions, cutting off the snort of laughter that tried to come out. As funny as he found it, he didn't want her to threaten him with the same thing. The midwives used to use the same threat on the younger Assassins on helping with birth. Twice had he almost had to do so if not for Al Mualim saying that he needed to focus on one thing or another. Megan puts her left hand on her expanded stomach and nods.

"Connor, don't you know you could make her pop doing that?" Connor rips his mask off quickly, horror on his face. Megan shoots Desmond a dirty look before making a soothing motion while making the menace get off the chair.

"Not literally Connor. It's just an expression." She looks around at all of the men in the house. Connor was death, Ezio was a dead French Noble who was carrying a hatchet (which she found fitting, he was a drama queen), Leo was a hippie with flowers and glitter on his skin (the rose colored sunglasses looked wonderful on him), Altair was himself but there were cuts and slashes and blood on his person, Desmond was a clean cut, football jock, Malik was a zombie (she had to admit that it was a little disturbing he would allow fleshy like material to hang off his stump and she called it that with love), and Alex was dressed in military fatigues with what looked like a giant piece of shrapnel lodged in his chest. She glances at Shaun who was still wearing his normal clothes. "I thought you were coming." Megan says perplexed. Shaun gives her a tired sigh.

"Getting changed. Just wait a few moments." He stands, stretches, and heads up the stairs. Megan turns back to the rest of the men and looks over them once more.

"Why so much death?" She questions with a giggle.

"Look who you're talking to." Desmond says and Megan nods.

"I was joking Dezzy."

"Don't call me Dezzy." Megan sticks her tongue out but gasps, hands flying to her stomach and eyes wide. All the men jump up and take a step or two closer to her but she waves them to come over with a small smile. She grabs the first hand closest to her, Alex's, and places it on her stomach. Alex's brows furrow before shooting up to his hair line.

"Strong little bugger ain't he?" She questions with a large smile.

"He kicked.." And then Desmond's hand was beside and just under Alex's hand, right in the line of fire from the growing child. Desmond gives a short laugh from the contact.

"Should have gotten the outfit with the baby coming out of your body." Megan gives a snort of laughter.

"How do you think I feel at night when I can't sleep." She shoots Alex a look and finds just utter wonder on his face. He kneels down and places both hands on her stomach forcing Desmond to remove his hand from her person. While the look on his face was one she adored, his body heat was only causing her discomfort. "I would have thought you could feel when he was kicking you in the side last night. You were twitching enough." He gives her a flat look and removes his hands from her belly. She rubs her stomach a few times, giving a giggle every so often, before waving over the others. She grabs Connor and Ezio's hands and put them on the places she felt the baby kicking the most. While it really didn't feel like much on the outside, inside it felt like her stomach was being used as a punching bag. Ezio's face lights up when his hand is kicked and then Connor gives her the most confused but excited look when his is. They remove their hands so the next two could put theirs on her belly which it was Alty and Mal. Altair almost yanks his hand back in surprise when the baby kicks especially hard on his hand which causes Megan to flinch slightly. Malik got a pretty good kick compared to Altair's and it brings a smile to the former Bureau Leaders face.

"He will be a strong one." Malik mumbles as the two of them take their hands off her stomach. At that time Shaun comes down the stairs wearing a Freddy Kruger outfit and she had to take a second look because it looked way to real for her liking. After Connor scaring her she didn't need the stress, not that the guys caused her much stress. In fact, her life was stress-free except when her emotions took over and she caused her own stress. She hadn't even tried to write any because sitting on her computer chair was uncomfortable after only a few minutes.

"What are you doing?" The Brit questions as he pulls the mask off his face and raises an eyebrow.

"Baby's kicking. I think because he doesn't like Desmond." She shoots a looks at the youngest and he rolls his eyes.

"Really?"

"Yup, come feel!" Alex grabs his wrist and pulls him over, placing the red head's hand on her stomach while Leo's hand joins his. He begins to protest when the baby presses against his hand, not a kick or anything just slight pressure, and he shuts up quickly. The child does the same to Leo's hand and then goes still. Megan breathes a sigh of relief. "Yay, he's going to sleep." Altair, Desmond, and Shaun snort.

"Can we leave now?" Ezio questions with a smile. Megan nods and gets up… or, well, attempts to atleast. She flops her head back onto the back of the chair and holds out her hands.

"Help please."

"Are you sure you want to bowl?" Alex questions while he ties her left shoe. Megan couldn't reach her feet anymore and had taken to wearing slippers or just walking around barefoot while at the house.

"For a bit I do. And I don't get a ball that's heavy so it's alright. I can still do the regular things that you guys don't think I can." His raised eyebrow tells her otherwise as he ties the right shoe next. The black lights come on a second later bathing the world in neons and brights. She gives him a short breathy chuckle before he helps her to stand. That was another thing he was beginning to notice, once she was sitting down she could no longer get herself standing. She was tired (something he felt was adding to the emotional outbursts) and sleep was starting to become hard to find, especially at night. She would get restless and resituate herself a dozen times over, groaning as she wiggled around. In fact she had started to steal the multitude of pillows and create a cocoon around herself just to get an hour or two's worth of sleep. During the day she could also be found napping against any of the men if they were willing to let her do so. "Ok yeah, I can't stand up but once I am I'm good."

"Just… don't strain yourself." She gives him a quick peck on the lips before waddling over to the lane. Alex had the urge to follow after her but refrains from doing so as she rolls the ball in an odd way. She gutter balls it and turns around laughing her head off as she faces them. Alex gives her a grin as she walks back over to him and sits in his lap. If she was going to be stuck, she was going to do so by sitting on the man she loved. And damn it she needed to pee already!

When the group arrives home at an ungodly hour of 4 in the morning; Altair, Ezio, and Desmond stumbling around drunk in the hall followed by the rest. The three of them had somehow gotten into a drinking contest with some locals dressed as Tooth Fairies and won. But the cost was them getting nearly black-out drunk on Bud. Connor had successfully scared the living daylights out of no less than 17 people and even won the best dressed contest. Megan had given up after only 4 turns on the first game and spent the rest of the time talking with Ezio, Leo, Malik, and Alex on baby names and where the child was going to be and many other different things. Megan didn't know what the gender of the child was just yet and couldn't wait to find out. The two of them had figured out what names they liked the best for either gender.

But currently Alex had her in his arms, asleep, and kicks the door shut behind him.

"Can you get her to the room alright?" Shaun questions as Alex starts up the steps sideways causing the man to pause momentarily.

"I'm fine. Just make sure those idiots go to bed and remain quiet." Shaun gives a smart salute to him with the knifed hand and Alex continues on upstairs. She had fallen asleep on him in the Expedition, they were now taking both vehicles because of the number of people living together. The two of them had taken over the backseat and he would let her just sleep against him now.

Gently he lays her down on the bed, pulling off her shoes and the pantyhose she was wearing which slid off easily, giving a short laugh at the things before tossing them over his shoulder somewhere. "Alright Megan, need to get up for just a moment so you can change." He says gently after taking off the head gear. She had cut her hair more, it reaching somewhere around the middle of her back and she had been straightening it more though now she threw it up in a ponytail or bun instead. She groans softly as he shakes her shoulder a little, blearily opening one eye to find him taking off his shirt. She raises an eyebrow and licks her lips, a wicked smile coming onto her face.

"Morning guys." Megan chirps at the collection of people in her living room and kitchen and receives some mumbled responses and more than a few raised eyebrows.

"I believe it's actually afternoon, but why are you so happy?" Shaun questions, setting aside some breakfast food for her. She blinks a few times.

"Err.. I don't know?"

"We could hear the two of you so don't play innocent. That whole thing is what resulted in your current state you know." Desmond snorts as he downs a cup of coffee and then puts his head on the counter. Megan rolls her eyes.

"Would you rather me be biting you heads off for some reason or another?" The unanimous negative she receives causes her to smile. "Then don't complain." She takes the meal handed to her by Shaun and a cup of apple juice. She missed coffee and cola but the caffeine wasn't good for the growing child within her. She was still able to drink tea though so she wasn't completely cut off.

"Alex still asleep?" Leo questions, turning to her by the stove and eating a bite of eggs. That had been something she worried she wouldn't be able to eat anymore but now had no concern.

"Yeah."

"I'm sure you wore him out this morning." Malik comments, unable to stop himself. Megan slowly turns to him in surprise with the look being mirrored on the other men's faces.

"That is easily something I never thought would come out of your mouth Mal."

Megan waddles back up the stairs after eating and talking a little more with the rest of the guys. Desmond, Altair, and Ezio were still a little drunk from the night before and weren't much for conversation. She crawls into the bed and tries to make herself comfortable, putting a thick pillow between her legs to ease the strain on her hips. That was something she didn't like either. She knew her body was getting ready to give birth in three short months but why did it have to hurt?

Alex wakes briefly, long enough to wrap his arm around her and pull her against him then falls asleep. She was still exhausted and while she didn't want to do anything more than sleep, the baby had other ideas. She gives a hiss of pain as her stomach hardens and clenches. Hopefully it was nothing more than Broxton Hicks but when it doesn't let up, she grabs hold of Alex's arm and squeezes. The man jumps up, blinking blearily at her, before realizing she was panting and hissing in pain.

"Meg?"

"I-I think we need to go to the emergency room." She winces when the clenching tightens just a little more. He nods, throwing on some clothes when she releases his arm. Megan gets up eventually, still wincing and rubbing her stomach. She whispers soothing words to her belly, hoping the child could hear her and be comforted. In the back of her mind she worried she was getting preeclampsia, which she knew could kill the child and herself.

Alex carefully helps her down the stairs which then has the rest of the guys hurrying over to them. They were firing questions at her which she waves off, telling them that she was having some discomfort and she just wanted to make sure she was alright and more than likely overreacting. While they agreed with her, the moment that Alex and Megan were gone they had all begun to speculate on why she was trying to placate them.

Once admitted to the hospital and finding that she had gone into preterm labor, so they hooked her up to medications to help ease the pain while stopping the process and told her she was going to be put on bed rest. Alex didn't leave her side the entire time this was happening and then once the doctors were out of the room did he carefully wrap his arms around her and join her in the tiny bed.

"Are you ok?"

"Tired and sore. But glad that it's something so simple. Good thing I only have a few months left or else I would be going crazy having to stay in bed." Alex gives her a chuckle, deep and low and rumbling. She loved the sound and the feel of it when she was held against him and he did that. She breathes out a sigh, the drugs making her sleepy, and scoots closer to him to share his warmth against the cold of the hospital room. Her eyes slide closed as she hums quietly and happily.

Finally Megan and Alex return several hours later, Megan sporting a band aid on her arm and immediately heading up the stairs still tired and drugged up. The doctors had assured her that the meds weren't going to harm the child and then told her that her doctor had decided to move up to every two weeks. The rest of the men wait a moment for the door to close and then they look to Alex for answers.

"Preterm labor. She's fine but she was told she had to stay in bed unless necessary." Alex says to the unspoken question being asked of him.

"Isn't that bad?" Desmond questions him when he collapses into the girl's favorite chair. He looked weary to say the least, and even though the problem was past it still weighed heavily on his mind.

"Can be. But she realized it wasn't normal and we got to the hospital in enough time." He scrubs his face with one hand before getting up and grabbing a quick bite to eat then walking up the stairs after the girl.

"How can that be bad?" Connor questions quietly and Shaun pushes his glasses up his nose.

"Preterm labor can become real labor. If she was to give birth now, chances would be slim the child would survive for long." Something in strikes a chord in Connor at that. She was excited to become a mother and, had that of happened, she would be devastated.

"Horrible, even with all the advances that has been made?" Malik questions the Brit who nods yes.

"There would be so many things that hadn't developed properly that anything could happen."

"Well then we make things much more easier for the girl." Ezio says with finesse that only an Italian noble could have. Altair snorts at him but has to agree that they would be doing so, even if it wasn't out loud.

Megan was dress in clean pajamas, with her mountain of pillows infront of her and Alex at her back with his arms wrapped around her waist. She felt safe and warm, if not a little sore still. She then stuffs two pillows between her legs which gives her relief. Alex's arms tighten slightly around her, just happy she was safe and healthy. That both her and the child were equally healthy.

Oh maw gawd the plot bunnies have returned! -squees- I'm not 100% sure I'll be able to put a chapter out every week, but I sure am going to try. So what do you guys think of this chapter? Or the twist I put in for the previous chapter? And I have no idea if all the information I put up her about pregnancy is true because I have never had a kid before. So if anyone finds something that doesn't make sense or something please tell me.

Ok, I wanna thank Raychaell for her review! And preggers Megan is hilarious.

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