After they got back home, Kiara and Sel wasted no time and began to pack right away. Needless to say, they were both very excited to be leaving soon. Kiara was happier than anyone; the apartment held memories of Eric that she didn't care to remember for much longer.

"Where do you want to go?" Selana asked vibrantly. "We can go anywhere you want. Europe, Rome, Japan, the Caribbean—"

"Slow down, Sel! I'm sure we couldn't go to all those places…I know we have a lot of money from the robberies, but I don't want to spend it right away. Shouldn't we stay in the U.S.?"

Selana laughed. "Nope. I actually think it would be better if we left the states. And don't worry. We have an unending supply of money…now that Eric's gone, I have access to all of his hard-earned cash…which I'm sure is well over a few million. And if we ever happen to run low, I'm sure some of Eric's old clients would be willing to do business again. I dealt with most of them, anyways. They don't have to know that Eric isn't here." She smiled mischievously.

"What did Eric do, anyways?" Kiara asked her curiously.

Sel shrugged. "A little bit of everything, I guess. I don't even know what I was doing for him, sometimes. Some things I wasn't involved in, but I did a lot of stuff for him. I met with a lot of his clients to get money and things. I robbed stores, banks…anything." She thought for a moment, then, blushing, added, "He used me a lot of the time to…persuade clients to stay in business with him."

"So…" Kiara started, a little confused, "you don't even know what he did? So how are you supposed to get money for something you don't even know about?"

"Eric had a lot of power. I'm not even sure if he knew how he got some of his money. He was in control of a ton of wealthy businesses…ones I guess I should try to stay in control of now, if we want steady cash…I know that he didn't meet with any clients often; he usually left that to me, and I didn't see people that much, but he just keeps them so scared that they keep giving him money." Selana paused from stuffing clothes into suitcases. "I guess since he's gone now, I should take control, right? No one would really know he's gone since he didn't deal with people face to face…I just don't know if I want to keep wandering into things that are illegal…I wouldn't want to get caught. I mean, it can be fun, but all this business stuff could very well drive me insane…" She looked to Kiara to see what she would say. When she didn't say anything right away, she smiled and asked again, "So where do you want to go?"

"How about somewhere in the Caribbean? I haven't been there in a while," suggested Kayla.

"Great idea! But I'll need a new swimsuit," Sel commented.

"Me, too. And I bet the guys do too, although they don't know it yet." Kayla winked at Sel, who giggled.

"Swimsuit shopping it is, then! Onward and forward!"

Kevin and Kurt were less than enthusiastic about being dragged to the mall—until they found out what the girls were shopping for, that is.

"Swimsuits? Sweet! Are you going to try them on and model for us?" Kevin asked jokingly.

Kayla hit him on the arm. "Get your mind out of the gutter! And besides, we'll only model for you guys if you model for us."

Kurt glanced at Kevin. "Think we can do that?"

"Well, I don't know about you, but I can pull it off," replied Kevin, sticking his chest out and swaggering (to the amusement of Kayla and Sel). Ever since Kayla had dumped both guys, they'd come to dislike each other less and less. They actually came close to getting along now.

To increase the fun factor of the shopping expedition, the girls picked out swimsuits for the guys to try on, and vice versa. Everybody was allowed to refuse to try a particular swimsuit, and everybody exercised that right. Kurt refused a Speedo; Kevin refused a thong; Kayla and Selana both refused itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny bikinis. When it came down to closing time for the mall, the guys voted on the swimsuits they liked best on Kayla and Sel, the girls voted for Kurt and Kevin, the group made their purchases, and they all went home (to pack, make plane reservations, etc., etc.).

Finally, everything was set. Suitcases were packed, reservations made, and Kiara and Sel had even gone so far as to tell the owner of the apartment complex that they weren't coming back, and gave him an extra $400 just because they were excited to be leaving. Kevin had sold his car to a bum at the mall for a price that was way too far under the resale value to be mentioned. It wasn't late in the evening when everyone was ready, so they ordered pizza while Kevin went out to get beer to celebrate.

After all the pizza and beer was gone, Kurt and Kevin went back to their room to catch a few hours of shuteye, but Kiara and Sel couldn't sleep. Kiara was simply excited to get out of that apartment, and the state, and Sel had never exactly been out of the country; there were some states that Eric wouldn't let her go to. They planned to stay up all night; they could sleep on the plane in the morning.

For a while they were able to keep themselves awake simply by talking, but soon they had to find something else. They unpacked and repacked their bags to make sure they had everything; they called Kevin and Kurt, but obviously they were both out cold because no one answered; and they finished off the rest of the cookie dough and went to a nearby store to get more. But though they thought that sugar would keep them awake, they ended up falling asleep on the couch, each clutching their own tub of cookie dough.

In the morning, both Kurt and Kevin were ready to go long before they needed to be. They'd set the alarm before going to sleep the night before, and even though it took a while to wake them up…at least they were awake. They were waiting outside Kiara and Sel's apartment with all of their bags, as was planned. But Kiara and Selana didn't show up.

"Maybe they left without us," Kurt suggested, yawning.

Kevin shook his head. "I don't think so…they could just be taking a while to get ready."

"They were ready last night. I would 'port inside and see if they're there, but if they aren't dressed or something…"

Kevin rolled his eyes. "Go in anyways! At this rate, we'll miss the plane if we keep waiting. And anyways, I thought you wanted to see Katie naked."

Kurt shrugged, but it was too hard for him to hide a smile. He teleported inside.

Kevin could hear Kurt laughing. Maybe Katie really was—

"Kurt, let me in!" Kevin shouted, pounding on the door.

Kurt opened the door, still laughing, and pointed over to the couch. There were Katie and Sel, sleeping on the couch, clutching containers of cookie dough like they were stuffed animals. Katie was still holding on to her spoon, and it was still half-full of cookie dough. Kevin couldn't help himself; he burst out laughing, too. This woke both the girls.

"Uh…we must have dozed off…" Selana said, blushing. But Kiara didn't care one way or another. She started eating her cookie dough again.

"Kiara, I just thought of something…" Selana said as they stuffed their bags and themselves into the two taxis Kiara had expertly flagged down. "Won't people get suspicious when we're all calling you different names? I mean…I call you Kiara, Kurt and Kevin call you Katie…and what's on your passport? We should start calling you whatever you have on there."

"Uh…Kayla, actually."

"How ironic. The name nobody calls you is the name you officially go by."

"Yeah, well…I did change my name in the official, legal sort of way…so…"

When they reached the airport, Sel straightened the guys out about Kayla's name. They kept tripping up, though. At the airport's McDonald's, Kevin asked, "What do you want Katie—erm, Kayla?" Naturally, they got a few strange looks from that, and Kurt's presence didn't help. Most people had never seen the Nightcrawler before, and were understandably shocked when he walked by.

The plane flight was uneventful (unless you count the time the flight attendant fainted when she saw Kurt) and long. Long equals boring, and boring equals sleepy, so they all pretty much slept the whole way to the Caribbean. And then by the time they got there, it was midnight, and none of them were a bit sleepy! So they found their hotel rooms and partied.

Kayla and Sel locked the door connecting their room to the guys' room around 2:00pm, thinking that maybe they should try to rest a bit for the next day. The chances of them actually sleeping, though, were slim, and they ended up sitting around in silence for a little while before Sel spoke. There was a question that had been gnawing at her for a while, and she knew it would probably ruin all the fun they were having right now, but she had to ask it… "Kiara—er, Kayla, I guess—you, um…well, you've been kind of moody lately. Like, you'll be crying, and then you'll be shouting at Kurt or Kevin, and then you'll be hyper and bouncy and all over the place…and I was just wondering…would that have anything to do with what happened to you? With Eric, I mean?"

Kayla nodded, avoiding direct eye contact. "Probably."

"Then don't you think you should get it all out somehow? Like, by talking about it or something?"

Another nod. Sel waited for a minute before prompting her, "Do you want to talk to me about it?"

She gave a hesitant shrug this time. "I…it was bad. That's it. I don't want to go into detail, and I'm sure you don't want me to go into detail." She stopped for a minute, and Sel thought that was all Kayla was going to say, but then she continued: "He'd…he'd leave during the day for hours at a time…and when he came back, he'd have gifts for me…clothes, flowers, chocolate…and then at night…" A tear leaked out of her eye and trickled slowly down her cheek.

Sel reached over and hugged her. "It's ok, you're safe now…"

Kayla shook her head. "The…the day before Kurt came, I was supposed to have my period…and I didn't…I hoped maybe it was just late or something, but then Eric bought me a pregnancy test…"

"Oh my gosh…" gasped Sel.

"Don't…don't tell Kurt and Kevin. I don't want them to know yet…"

The pair sat in silence for a few minutes, while Kayla wiped her eyes and blew her nose. Then, they ignored that subject completely and tried to go back to the way they were before this little talk. Sel vowed to herself that she wouldn't bring this up again unless Kayla mentioned it first…

For the next few days, Selana tried to have fun and forget about what Kayla had told her, but it nagged at her relentlessly. Kayla looked like she was having fun, but she was still moody, and Sel couldn't help but worry. What would their excuse be when the pregnancy started to show? Hopefully, Kayla would decide to tell the guys by then.

For the most part, all four did everything together, but there were times when everyone went off to do their own thing. Selana always followed Kayla around though. She knew she was probably getting on Kayla's nerves, but she just wanted to make sure Kayla was okay. She was always ready to get Kayla anything she wanted, whether it was a strange craving or just something she thought Kayla might need. At first, Kayla enjoyed the attention, but sooner than not it just got annoying to her.

Finally, it was the last straw. It was about 11 PM, and they'd all decided to split up. Kurt and Kevin were going to find a bar they hadn't been to yet, and Kayla just wanted some time to relax. Maybe she'd spend a while in the hot tub that was in their room. But first she had to get rid of Sel, who was walking beside her, trying to look like she was having fun.

"Sel, why do you keep following me around?" Kayla asked as conversationally as she could without sounding as annoyed as she felt.

Selana shrugged. "Well, you know why."

"I can take care of myself, you know." This time she couldn't help but sound a little angry. "Why are you so worried about me, anyways? You don't have to treat me any differently just because I'm…um…"

"I don't know!" Selana exclaimed. "I really don't know why I'm concerned…I just can't shake the feeling that this is all my fault. I mean, if I had known how to fly that helicopter, I wouldn't have crashed on your lawn…or if I had just listened to Eric before, you'd be dead—not saying that that's a good thing--I'd still be with Nick, and Eric would still be telling me what to do! I wish he still were…I really don't know what to do anymore. I hate making my own decisions." She looked troubled.

"Look, Sel," Kayla started slowly. What could she say? She certainly didn't wish Eric were around… "I need some time to myself. I'm just going to go back to our room and relax. Why don't you find Kevin and Kurt and try to have some fun instead of following me around? I really can take care of myself…I'll just be in our room."

"I guess…" She looked a little more relaxed. "As long as you stay in the room."

Kayla sighed in relaxation as she sunk into the hot tub. The lights were turned off, candles were lit, bubbles covered the surface of the water, and a calming CD played quietly in the background. All was perfect…except for one thing.

She had almost wanted an abortion when she first found out she was pregnant. Eric hadn't minded at all; if she'd asked for an abortion, he would've given her one, but if not, he would've been fine with that. But Kayla would've felt guilty about killing the baby when its existence was hardly its fault, and she'd decided to keep it. Now she wondered what she should do with it when it was born. She could keep it, but she didn't think that would be best for it, since it wouldn't have a father or a permanent home or anything…she could put it up for adoption, but chances are she'd get attached to it and wouldn't want to give it away. What to do, what to do…

Well, the obvious thing she should do first would be to tell Kevin and Kurt. Maybe that would actually lessen her appeal to them, somehow. Determining to do that the next day the guys were sober, she stepped out of the hot tub, dried off, and put on her terry cloth bathrobe (provided by the hotel). For the rest of the day, she'd stay in her room and watch TV, so Sel wouldn't worry about her.

"And she's probably gotten rid of it by now, but she was pregnant before I got sent here," Eric said, completing his description of Kiara to his newfound companion, Azazel.

"She was pregnant?" Nick asked, astounded.

"Of course she was pregnant, Nick. You must realize that I wasn't just keeping her around to talk to," Eric said sarcastically, laying down a playing card.

"You devil," Azazel commented, smirking. "Pun intended."

Azazel was, essentially, the Devil—and Kurt's father. His appearance was the same as Kurt's, except his fur was red instead of blue. He had the same long tail, which ended in an arrow-type figure, the same three fingers on each hand and toes on each foot, and the same pure yellow eyes. He had decided against killing Eric and Nick when they arrived in Hell, and now they were sitting around playing cards, swapping descriptions and tales of the women in their lives.

"So, Nick, tell me about Selana."

Nick sat back in his chair, pondering his cards. "She was gorgeous…"

After a full half hour of searching for Kurt and Kevin, Selana finally found them. Unfortunately, they were both flirting with girls in bikinis. Selana didn't know whether to go over and talk to them or to steer clear and find something else to do. Though Kayla had made it clear that she didn't like them, it was pretty obvious that they both still liked her, and though Kevin was a lot nicer to Sel, it seemed pretty forced. But still, she'd rather get an annoyed look from Kevin than sit around by herself. She started over towards them when someone unexpectedly grabbed her arm. She whirled around.

"Excuse me, Miss," a man said, smiling, "I was wondering if you'd let me buy you a drink?"

He was handsome—very handsome. Short, spiky jet black hair; deep blue eyes…Selana glanced back at Kevin and Kurt. They were having enough fun without her. Besides, it wouldn't do her any harm to meet someone new. She smiled back at the stranger. "That would be nice."

They sat down at a table and he called over a waitress. They ordered drinks, and he turned back to her. "You're gorgeous, you know that?"

She'd heard it before, but she couldn't help but blush. She couldn't think of anything to say, but luckily the waitress came back with their drinks. She could have downed her martini right then and there.

"What's your name?" he asked as she took a sip of her drink.

"Selana," she said, and held out her hand. "And you?"

"Azazel." He took her hand, but instead of shaking it, he kissed it. "You have a beautiful name.

She blushed again. She was sure that her face must be red. She stole a glance at Kevin and Kurt again. They hadn't seemed to even notice she was in the same room, and she doubted Kayla would mind if she was out all night…maybe it was time to meet someone new.

Kayla had left the door between her room and the guys' room unlocked, so around midnight they came barging into her room. She didn't turn around to face them, so Kurt took the opportunity to look her over and whisper to Kevin, "I like the silk one better." Then he sat down next to her on the end of the bed. "So, where've you been all day?"

"Right here," Kayla responded, turning the TV off. "Or Sel would've been on my tail the whole day…for reasons that I want to tell you about." She looked over at Kevin. "You might want to sit down…"

He took a seat on her other side. "What is it? I've noticed she's been following you around a lot…"

"Well…" Kayla took a deep breath. "That's because…she and I had a talk a few nights ago…" She paused, not really wanting to say the next part.

"Hey, where is Sel, anyway?" Kurt asked. "I haven't seen her since this morning."

"She was with this one guy in the bar…anyway, Kayla, what were you saying?"

"I'm pregnant."

Both guys' jaws nearly hit the floor and their eyes nearly popped out of their skulls. "What?"

"You heard me," she said quietly, not looking at them.

"What—how—who—"

Kevin cut Kurt off. "Eric?"

Kayla nodded. Kurt got up and started pacing. "I should've let Sel kill that bastard—if I ever see him again—"

Kevin joined Kurt in plotting against Eric, while Kayla just sat there and watched them. Finally, she couldn't hold it in anymore, and she burst out laughing. They both looked at her strangely. "What's so funny?" asked Kevin. "That (insert cussing here) got you pregnant!"

Kayla shook her head. "You two are being so…I don't know…stupid about this! Eric's already been dealt with; there's nothing more you can do about him. And you like…hate each other normally, but now you're, like, joining forces or something against an opponent that doesn't even exist and…I don't know, it's just funny!"

Sel burst in just then, beaming. "You guys won't believe what a great time I just had—what's going on?"

"Kayla's pregnant!" shouted Kurt.

"Oh, you told them?" Sel asked. "Well, anyway, I just met the greatest guy ever—"

"How can you think of something like that when we have such a huge crisis on our hands?" shouted Kevin.

Sel laughed. "What crisis? She's pregnant—big deal! She's only a couple weeks along, and I'd hardly call childbirth a crisis!" She laughed again. "You guys are so funny…"

"That's what I was just telling them!" agreed Kayla. "So tell me about this guy you met!"

"Well, he's sweet, he's funny, he's handsome, he's—well, he's just perfect!"

Kurt and Kevin exchanged looks, shook their heads in defeat, and left while the girls continued chattering.

The next morning, Kevin and Kurt were waiting in the lobby of the hotel for Kayla and Selana so they could all go to breakfast together, as they had been doing every morning.

Finally, the girls came downstairs. Kevin found himself inspecting Kayla, seeing if there was any sign of a pregnancy. Obviously there wasn't, but…he could still hardly believe that she really was pregnant. It seemed like only yesterday that he was tickling her on the couch while she was trying to figure out where to rob next. Why couldn't it have been him?

"Well, you three," Sel said, jolting Kevin from his thoughts, "Hope you have fun at breakfast."

"What do you mean? Aren't you coming?" Kevin asked.

"I have a date," she announced, beaming.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Who is this guy, anyways?"

"I'm not telling. You didn't care to listen last night, so obviously it's not that important to you today." Her smile turned mischievous. "Kayla won't tell you anything, either."

Kayla looked surprised. "I won't? I mean…I won't!" She winked at Sel.

Selana's smile grew wider. "Well, I hate to leave this boring conversation, but my date is here to pick me up." She practically ran out the front doors. All three watched as her date gave her a small kiss and offered her his arm, which she took quickly.

"They seem a little too friendly to have just met last night," Kurt commented icily.

Azazel smiled to himself as he walked with Selana. She was everything Nick said she'd be. And she was so beautiful. Eric must have raised her very well. The picture Nick had shown him just didn't do her justice, but he had known the moment he saw the photo that he had to have her.

He wasn't at all worried about his son recognizing him, unless by name. In his current form, he looked completely human. Even if Kurt did somehow happen to recognize him, it was much too late to stop him from getting what he wanted.