Four survivors went to the van. Randall got some rope and tied Rhoda's arms up. She wasn't doing anymore harm. Both her and his babies had been put in harm's way from this happening. She was put in the back.

Fungus drove. Mary was in the middle by Randall. Randall was on the passenger side as they went back to town. But on the way, Randall started moaning.

"What's wrong, Randall?" Fungus asked.

"I… don't know. My… stomach hurts!" Randall said through clenched eyes and teeth.

"Randy? Are you okay?" Mary asked.

"I don't know."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Fungus said and headed that way.

Randall hoped his baby was alright.

Rhoda wasn't having pains, but she hoped hers were alright as well. She never should have joined her brothers in this crazy scheme in her condition.

As much as Fungus wanted to take Randall straight to the hospital, he had to stop at his job first to get some help with the human kid. He ran in to get help while Randall stayed with Mary.

"Are you alright, Randy?" Mary asked as Randall was wincing in pain. His lower hands were on his stomach.

"I… don't know." He answered her.

She put one of her hands on his hands and with the other, she rubbed his belly too. She hoped she was trying to soothe him.

Not long after, Sullivan and Fungus opened the door. Mary was given to Sulley. He was going to take her home with him until he could get more babysitters. Fungus had just said that he and Randall were in an emergency situation and he had to take Randall to the hospital.

He also told Sullivan to tell police to meet them there as there was a trouble maker in the back of the van.

Fungus gassed it and ran his friend and the female in the back to the hospital.

Fungus helped Randall out of the van. He used a wheelchair to wheel him in so he didn't have to walk. He was rushed by nurses to the ER. Then Fungus went to wait for the police.

They arrived soon after. Rhoda was taken inside too to make sure her babies were alright, but she was now under arrest. Her ropes had been replaced with cuffs.

Sulley arrived soon after once he had Mike and Celia watching Mary. He would take her home later that night.

Then a voice was heard. "Mr. Fungus?" A female voice.

Sulley and Fungus turned to see an orange female monster doctor with four arms and two legs coming toward them with a clipboard in hand.

"I'm Dr. Bowman. I'm Mr. Boggs' doctor." She said.

"I'm James P. Sullivan. Mr. Boggs' boss." Sulley spoke up.

"So what happened with him?" Fungus asked.

"Mr. Boggs is alright. He was having some mild contractions and we got him hooked up to an IV to make them stop. He's also hooked up to a heart monitor for his child. The child is too young to be born yet." She said.

"How far along is he?" Fungus asked.

"He said about 22 weeks. We did an ultrasound to make sure its alright. The baby is fine, and for a baby lizard, it does look like its at where it should be for what Mr. Boggs said."

"Can we see him?" Sulley asked.

"Yes. He's resting now. But you can see him." Dr. Bowman said.

Dr. Bowman led them to Randall's room.

Randall was sitting up in his bed. He was looking at the IV in his right upper arm. He could feel the monitor on his stomach that was meant to monitor his child's heartbeat.

"Mr. Boggs. You have some visitors." Randall heard.

He turned to the door and there stood Sulley and Fungus. He knew they were going to come in anyway.

"I'll leave you to talk. He's just going to be here overnight for observation." Dr. Bowman said and left.

"So, how are you feeling?" Sulley asked.

"Better. The pains have stopped finally." Randall said.

"But what happened to make it happen? And why was Boo here?" Sulley asked.

Randall and Fungus looked at one another. "It's a long story." Fungus said.

"Mr. Waternoose and those four lizard boys, including the one who raped me, escaped and they managed to get their hands on the old scream extractor. They wanted me and Fungus to fix it and they were wanting to test it on the kid again. I had nothing to do with it. I figured we both could destroy it so it wouldn't fall into the wrong hands again. So we destroyed it and the warehouse we were in got blown up. I'm sure it killed Waternoose and those boys." Randall explained what he knew.

"The stress of what was going on brought on those pains. One of the females, a sister of two of the boys, and she's pregnant with two kids of mine as well, she even threatened to kill little Boo." Randall had continued.

"She's under arrest right now, but being checked over herself to make sure the baby of hers is alright." Fungus said. "And Mr. Waternoose had even threatened Randall's child if he didn't fix the machine."

Sulley couldn't believe his old boss had threatened to even harm Randall's child. It was innocent in all this. But then he wondered, was Randall going to be in trouble with the law again for killing Waternoose and those others?

"I just hope you aren't going to be in trouble for doing what you did, Randall." Sulley said.

"They were the ones that were threatening harm, not me. They even broke into my apartment and kidnapped me!" Randall snapped at him. "They hit me too!"

"Not in the stomach, right?"

"No, but my tail and face. But one did jump on me and made me hit my stomach on the floor."

They all heard some footsteps then and some rattling. It must have been the police and Rhoda.

Rhoda happened to be looking in every room, wanting to see Randall and get to him. Soon, she did see him.

"You! You killed my brothers!" She screamed at him. "And Fiona's brothers!" She tried to run into the room.

It made Randall jittery. It made him vanish in the bed, but he stayed put.

The cop men held her in place. They didn't give her a chance to get near him. She was forced to move on.

Randall reappeared. He had a scared look in his eyes.

And not long after, some police detectives did come into the room. One of them Randall did recognize.

"Hello again, Mr. Boggs." The detective, Sgt. Roland, said.

"Hi." Randall said in a low voice.

"I'm here to check out the female lizard's story. Miss Rhoda Uganda said that you had caused some trouble for her brothers and that of one her friends." Sgt. Roland said.

Randall was nervous. He didn't want to go back to jail. This was not his fault this time.

Together, he and Fungus told what they had told Sullivan.

Roland wrote everything down. "Thanks, gentleman. I'll be in touch." Then he and his silent partner left. He had known Randall from his prison days.

Randall still couldn't help but be nervous. He was pregnant and jail was no place for him in his condition. He had already come close to losing his child. He didn't need that stressful environment again.

"Relax, Randall. Stress is not good for the baby." Sulley said.

"I can't help it, Sullivan. This wasn't my fault. I can't go back to jail!" Randall said. "I want to keep and raise this child." The poor lizard began sobbing.

Fungus stood there and felt helpless on how to comfort his friend. Sulley went over and took the sobbing lizard into his arms. He rubbed his back.

Randall wasn't usually so open to this kind of support, but he didn't turn it away right now. He needed someone to hold him.

"It'll be alright, Randall. I believe you." Sulley said.

Randall continued to let his feelings out. But it helped him to start feeling better.

After he stopped crying, Randall laid back in his bed and fell asleep. That was when Sulley and Fungus took the cue to leave. They would let him rest.

…..

Later that night, Sulley and Mike and Celia took Mary back to Monsters, Inc. to take her home.

"Where's Randy?" Mary asked.

"He's in the hospital right now, Boo. But he's getting out tomorrow. He's going to be fine." Sulley said.

"I want to see him."

"You can see him when he comes to see you next time, Boo." Mike said.

Sulley took Mary back to her door. After what happened, they might have to find a more secretive place for her door. The CDA couldn't find out about her coming back into the monster world again.

…..

The next day, Randall was checked out of the hospital. Fungus took him home. He had been told that he needed to take it easy and not go to work for a week to make sure the contractions wouldn't start up again. The extreme stress had proven that he would be likely to go into labor too early if he didn't take it easy.

On the way up, Randall and Fungus ran into that same couple that Randall had seen yesterday.

"What are you doing here, Boggs?! Thought you were in trouble again." The man said.

"I was not! Those guys dragging me out were the trouble makers." Randall snapped. "I had to spend the night in the hospital because of them!"

"Come on, Randall. You can't be stressed out now." Fungus pulled on his arm to keep him moving.

Randall couldn't help but feel embarrassed like that as he moved past the old couple.

When they got to his apartment, he felt rattled after what happened. When they both stepped inside, the apartment felt so strange to him now.

"Fungus, I'm gonna need to find a new place to live. After those men found me here, I just don't feel safe here anymore." Randall said.

"Well, if you want to, you could stay with me until you find a place to stay." Fungus offered.

"Thanks. I need to move out as soon as possible."

The pregnant lizard just didn't feel comfortable there anymore. But it would take more monsters to move everything out that was too heavy to lift. And being so far along in his pregnancy, Randall had to take it easy with lifting now.

Randall began packing up some small stuff that he could carry. Fungus helped him pack up some things too. They carried some lightweight boxes down to Fungus's car. The big things would be packed up later and then Randall would give his key back to his landlord.

Once at Fungus's home, they carried the boxes inside and put them down.

"You don't have any things for the baby yet, do you?" Fungus asked.

"No. I do need to start planning for it to be born. Getting its much needed things. I need to make a list, but I'll need help with the shopping." Randall said.

"Why don't we concentrate on your stuff first. I have a guest room you can use." Fungus said.

"Thanks." Randall said. He went to check out the bedroom.

He went and sat down on the bed. It was soft and squishy enough. His own bed at his apartment was getting run down and old anyway. It might be time to move on without it, but he wanted his pillows and such off of it. The bed already had blankets and pillows on it, but they weren't his pillows.

Fungus had the rest of today off to help look after Randall, but tomorrow, he had to go back to work. Randall said he would be fine by himself.

….

Randall sat on the couch watching the news in the morning as Fungus went off to work for the day. He would talk to Sullivan about helping to move out Randall's bigger stuff. Maybe some other workers could help too. Randall wanted to be there to supervise when they did. He wanted to make sure that all the stuff he wanted or didn't went to where it should, Fungus's for now and when he moved, or it went to the junkyard.

The news of what had happened yesterday was on the news that morning. He saw that it was confirmed five bodies had been found in the fire.

It was still a question if Randall was guilty of killing the other lizards and Mr. Waternoose. He wasn't mentioned on TV, but it still made him nervous. If anything more involved the law, he hoped his case would be seen as self defense. And for saving the monster world from some dangerous monsters. Fungus had been a witness as well.

Then, later, he went about pondering how he was going to get needed supplies for his child. Who would help him do that? The females he had to associate with would be the best options, but after Rhoda had been sent to prison, how would they react to him now? He would find out at the next Lamaze class.

….

Sulley said he would be happy to help move out Randall's things out of his old apartment. He would get some of his biggest friends to help move them out. They could do it that weekend.

Love to see those lovely reviews.

In this section of the story while I was writing it, there was a storm that night and it made me so mad when the electricity went off and I lost a good majority of what I wrote and I had to write it all over again. But it doesn't happen that often.