Yello all!

Sorry I left you alone with my minor attempt at a cliffhanger. I have a small chapter for you. Please review or else they will all be this short and I won't update for another month.

scooterkiller: Can I still use my spam catapult as a weapon if I am a general? Thank you for the words of hope.

1337StargateFan: Don't kill me! (holds her arms above her head) I told you this story was weird. I warned you! If you don't enjoy this chapter and you choose to disown me for my psyco ideas just know that I warned you!

Ashley: I know you are kinda sorta reading this. Please, heed my warning to MK...

Thats about it. Have fun. Don't kill me.

She stood there in the bathroom waiting. Sure she could speed up time five minutes, but that would mean unfreezing everyone else, which she didn't want to do.

She had gone to the nearest drugstore and gotten a pregnancy test. After the previous night, she was almost positive about what it would be, but she wanted to know for sure before she told Beast Boy.

As she waited for the results she wandered the tower. It didn't tax her ankle to much, she just teleported there. She popped up in front of the still figures of her newfound friends, looking at each in turn and thinking hard.

"Do I dare trust them?" She said aloud, knowing that none of them would hear her. "If this does turn out the way I think it will," she looked back down the hallway at the bathroom door, where she would find the answer to the question that would change her life forever. "Can I let them help me? Can I let myself like them and trust them? What will I do if they turn out like everyone else I've met here?" She popped back into the bathroom, deciding to take the risk and let her guard down.

"Here goes nothing." She looked down at the test; positive. She had known all along that something wasn't right. She had been too emotional, too happy and too scared.

She knew what to tell Beast Boy now.

Told ya it was short. Oh well. Just wanted to divulge a major plot point in as few words as possible. REVIEW! Or I shall pelt you with moldy cheese.