Another short one chapter this one. I just wanted to get somewhere. This is the other half of the other one, lol:: dances: The think I'm too white and nurdy, yada yada yada white and nerdy... lol sorry I'm listening to music. Did I mention I'm a big "Weird Al" Yankovic fan, too? lol IN THE SIXTH GRADE I FILMED MYSELF DRESSED UP AS A DUDE, LIPSINCHING AND DANCING TO "WEIRD AL" YANKOVIC'S MUSIC! Hey. It was one way of entertainment. I was sooooooooo bored.

Anywayz, I'm listening to his new album right now. (Straight Outta Lynwood)

Nobody really knows me much. o.O;; omg the list mixed up Michael Jackson wit' "Weird Al" Yankovic's stuff. : dances more: OOHH AND ITS MY FAVORITE ONE 33333333

ENOUGH ABOUT MY SICK TWISTED PROBLEMS HERES THE STORY.

But first, here's a littler re-cap of what has happened so far:

He reached out with his hand.

"Hold my hand." He said softly, not keeping his eyes away from mine. I didn't understand what he meant by that. Both of us knew that since he was just a spirit ghost thingy, we could simply walk through each other.

"I don't know what you're-"

"Trust me." He edged, wanting me to hold his hand.

I reached for his hand, and to my surprise it actually worked. Suddenly I felt a cold shiver run down my back. Then I felt immediately breathless, and felt my body fall limp, and fall to the ground on the precursor metal. But I was still standing up. How could this be? I stared at myself, in total shock. Erol cupped his hands on mine, and I came sort of back in reality. I turned to him, with an expression of my urge of explanation.

"You're now in the spirit world. No harm will come to your physical body. I can assure you that. You're not dead." He said, smiling.

ON WITH THE CHAPTER! TOLLY HO:: GALLOPS AND CHARGES AT SOMEONE WITH A SANDWICH: I need help. You don't know me very well. I have a sad sad miserable life.

I was a little creeped out, still even though I knew what was going on... Sort of. As I turned to face him, he immediately hugged me. It was a shock at first, but I warmed up hugging him back. "It feels so good holding you again." He said quietly. "I'm glad too..." I whispered, leaning my head on his shoulder. I wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him about me, Jak, and my unborn child. I couldn't though, fearing what his reaction would be.

As I closed my eyes, I felt another shiver run down my back, and then a cool breeze. Erol let go of me, and I opened my eyes, looking to where he had taken me. Haven's forest? Wow I hadn't been there since... Years.

"Laona, what happened when I was alive. Before and after the accident. I have a lot of regrets, and I've seen what I've done wrong."

I looked into his caramel colored yellow-ish eyes. I asked, "You're saying you've just now changed your mind?" He nodded weakly. "I don't know why. Just being dead for only a year can change your thinking. Besides, the ones who designed and engineered that cyborg body screwed with my thinking. I felt invincible in that KG/ Dark Precursor body. Now I'm just glad I'm dead. Sort of."

Sighing, I hugged him, feeling his warmth. I started to cry. For some reason I started to cry. I was guessing it was because of the hormonal changes 'cause I was pregnant. When you're pregnant, you get a little bit unstable mentally for a little bit. Erol frowned, hearing me sniffle.

"Why are you crying?" He asked softly.

I was thinking about the baby, and Jak, and how our lives just changed around just like that. A little under a moment later, I spoke. "Nothing." I avoided eye contact. With the back of my hand, I wiped my cheek. He caught my hand, and held it. "I feel you are keeping something from me. Tell me what it is. Please." He said in a minor concerned tone. I really did not want to tell him. But I knew I had to tell him some time or another. It wouldn't be good to tell him as I would get bigger and bigger as the weeks would go on. My heart was running a marathon. He looked at me, studying me waiting for an answer. I had to. I had to tell him. As I turned to look at him, I held his hand that was holding my other still.

"Erol, something wonderful has happened." I cried.

"What?" He asked quietly.

"I'm pregnant, Erol." I whispered in his ear, then drew away. His face wrote speechless and total shock written all over it. But soon after he calmed down, and his expression looked away, wanting answers still. "Who's the father?" He asked.

OMG he had to ask that. I knew he was going to ask that. Why'd he have to ask.

I turned my back, trailing off a little bit crossing my arms. I was tense, scared, happy, and sad at the same time. Below me was a sparkling jade blue lake with leaves softly brushing the surface, twirling slowly as it followed the flow. The light of the sun went through the trees, making the forest beautiful.

"That's not the important thing." I said, a little harshly.

Mood swings. Great. Don't take it seriously, Erol. Please?

I felt that he understand, because he put his hand on my shoulder. I didn't keep my eye off of the trees and falling autumn leaves in the distance.

"It's important to me. I want to know."

"You won't approve. You hate him. You hate what he is, who he is, his existence." I almost cried, walking over to the side. Erol had a pretty good idea, and was almost certain he was right.

"Jak?"

I froze, and momentarily quietly looked past my shoulder, and nodded. He clenched his fists. "That mother f-king dark eco freak. How did I know that he likes to knock things up? I don't even think Kiera liked him very much because of it. Maybe he even-"

Rage suddenly burst out of me for the first time in my life. Sure, I've gotten angry but never really pissed like that. It wasn't just the mood swings either.

I turned and pointed, frowning, "Don't start wit' that kind of shit talk about Jak. Don't start saying that shit. Kiera isn't even f-king in this." I snapped.

Erol looked like he nearly got attacked by a pissed off yackow with rabies.

"Laona-"

He tried to reason with me.

"Don't Laona me! You're usually tough and hardened on the outside. Why are you such a... Softy all of a sudden? And being dead is NOT an excuse." Erol frowned, and held his anger in by clenching his fists and puffing his chest.

"I love Jak. He loves me. We're going to take care of this child, and raise it well."

"Can you please, calm down, Laona?"

"I'll calm down when I want to!" I spat.

"Look at yourself!" Erol cried, tugging my arm so I could look at my reflection in the river. I took a deep breath, and nodded.

"Can I please return back into my body and go home?" Slowly, I started to calm down. I needed a plan B of some sort, even when I didn't have a plan in the first place! I crossed my arms looking down.

"Laona, you're acting like a teenager. You're 20 now. Old enough to make sense of things. Don't make me look bad. For once I'm calm, I have nothing to stress about. I'm relaxed." I glared at him with swollen, puffy, broken, terrified eyes.

"Might I remind you that you're not that far ahead of me, ex-commander." He walked up to me, looking at me straight in the eye.

"Laona, I love you. You and... your child. No matter who the father is. I'll see you soon." He said deeply.

I felt that he meant it. He came closer, and he hugged me close to him. He sighed, and before I knew it he kissed me lightly on the lips, and we found ourselves back at the core of the planet.

I'll see you soon?

As he parted, I... opened my eyes? They were already open. I noticed I was laying on the precursor metal.

Thanks, Erol.

I looked around, and nobody was there. He had disapeared, including the precursors as well. A portal back to Haven City was opened before me, and I stood up staring at the bright light. I backed up, catching my footing, and darted towards it jumping. I went into it, and in a moment's time I rolled, and landed on my hands and feet in front of my apartment. Smiling, I stood up looking at it. Reaching out for my keys, I walked to it, and unlocked the doors. Jak was asleep, with a half eaten bowl of popcorn, and white noise sound in the room from the TV.

You lazy bum.

I quietly closed the door, turned off the TV, and cuddled with Jak in his arms. That woke him up, and he stretched, wrapping his arms around me. "How'd it go? What happened?" He asked sleepily. I thought for a minute and smirked, "I'll tell you later."

I think I made Laona too emotional a lil bit. LMAO

REVIEWS ENCOURAGED. Thanx guys. :-P