Thanks to my reviewers, I've decided to post another chapter. As always, reviews are more than welcome!

Artemis winced as Anna-Maria tightened her grip on his hand. He could feel the bones in his hand being reduced to so much calcium with cartilage chunks in between; which, of course, was quite painful. "Anna-Maria, darling," He spoke through clenched teeth. "If my hand is broken now; you won't have anything to squeeze when you go into labor six months from now."

Anna-Maria relinquished her grip instantly to pick up the cup of tea Holly had placed in front of her. However, Artemis noticed that her hand was trembling as she lifted the cup. "Anna-Maria, is there something on your mind?"

"Is there something on my mind? IS THERE SOMETHING ON MY MIND?!" She grabbed him by the collar and yanked him close. "Artemis, I am three months pregnant with twins; of course there's something on my mind! I am not ready!"

"Well, I can see your hormonal balance is reacting to the pregnancy as it is supposed to. Darling, will you let go of my collar?" Artemis said as Anna-Maria ceased clutching his collar. "And as to your not being ready, would you care to evaluate further?"

"Artemis, I am not ready! I'm too young to be a mother already; I turned twenty-one only three months ago!"

"Then why did you marry me at twenty years of age?"

"Because you asked me to!"

"Well, that should have been obvious…" Artemis turned to Holly, who was seated on the couch in front of them with a video camera. "How long have you been taping this?"

"Not long," Holly replied. "I started shortly after we revived Anna-Maria."

Artemis turned back to Anna-Maria. "Honey, I think you are forgetting that I myself am only twenty-two years old, yet I am perfectly fine with the situation. Are you saying you do not want to have the twins?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Arty, of course I want them! It's just…all the pain, the cramps, the dietary and hormonal imbalances; I'm going to gain so much weight!"

Holly looked up from the camera. "Okay, that last one was random."
"Changes in behavior and mood are only to be expected. For example –"

"Here we go," Holly moaned. "One comment and he launches into a lecture."

Anna-Maria suddenly burst into tears. Artemis grabbed a tissue box and held it under her eyes. "Oh, darling, what's wrong now?"

"I – I just realized –" Anna-Maria broke off as she continued to cry.

"What realization have you come to?" Artemis asked, worrying that they were going to run out of tissues soon and he would have to ask Butler to purchase more.

"Our – our children aren't going to – to have any maternal grandparents!"

Artemis frowned as Anna-Maria continued to weep. "That's what you have crying about? Anna-Maria, you can't change the past and bring your parents back to life; so there really is no use crying about it."

"I know but –" Anna-Maria broke off and looked up at him. "Oh, Arty, I love you so much!"

Holly focused in on Artemis's face for that one. His expression was a mixture of pleasure, confusion, slight bewilderment, and excitement; but mostly slight bewilderment and pleasure (if that makes any sense at all). "It's always good to know that your emotions are completely imbalanced and it's better to know that it's normal in this kind of situation."

Anna-Maria's face took on an angry expression. "What kind of reply is that?! I say 'I love you' and you say 'It's good to know you are behaving accordingly'? Some father you'll make!"

Holly had to bite down on her lower lip to keep herself from bursting into laughter, and then tears from laughing so hard.

Artemis frowned and closed her camera lens as he followed Anna-Maria out of the living room. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry. I love you too, more than anything. But we do need to think more of your health and how we are going to manage our lives to ensure a happy childhood for our offspring."

Anna-Maria looked at him. "What are you so worried about? We just have the kids, that's all there is to it! Artemis, you're rich and I've inherited my grandmother's fortune; our kids will be financially prepared for. We just have to make sure they don't turn into spoilt brats."

Artemis looked dumbfounded for a moment. "Your emotions certainly are changing at a brisk rate. First you were stressed, and then gloomy, then loving, then angry, now you're calm. Holly, are there any more emotions that you know of?"

"Well, there's only –"

Anna-Maria screamed and headed for the bathroom. "I think that was the last one."

"Which is?" Artemis asked as he closed the bathroom door, not exactly wanting to hear Anna-Maria's breakfast as it made its way up through her esophagus.

"Extreme nausea."

"That hardly qualifies as an emotion."

"It does when you're pregnant."

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