A/N: I felt like updating this. I've completed/updated a lot of stories the past few weeks, I figured I'd do the same with this story. All though... I don't really like this chapter...

Mysterygirl97: The prequel to this story, "This is Wrong", is not detailed- AT ALL. The only reason it's M rated is for "light mentions of lemon". It's basically a really high T story. And, it's not even 800 words. I think, at most, it's about 760. Though I could be wrong.

"You're baby is doing fine for 15 weeks. Now are you don't want to know the gender?" Dinah asked, showing them the screen.

"Positive." Conner said, his eyes on his son or daughter.

"So I heard your house got moved to the property." Dinah said, printing out the photos. "Yeah. The utilities are all set up. All we have to do now is paint the walls and pack up and move." M'gann smiled.

"Well that's good. Hopefully everything will be set by the time your baby comes."

"Yeah. Hopefully." Conner said.

Around the time M'gann and Conner started packing up was when Garfield started acting weird. Well, he wasn't acting weird, he was just-

No.

He was acting weird.

He was avoiding M'gann and Conner, and always left the room whenever someone mentioned the baby or them moving away from the Cave.

"What do you think is wrong with Gar?" M'gann sighed, as she did the dishes.

"He's depressed. What little family he has is moving half way across the country." Jaime said, eating a banana.

"Oh poor baby..." M'gann frowned.

"Okay! What the hell's wrong with me? I can't stop cleaning! I've done these dishes five times just today!" She groaned.

"You're nesting. It's normal during your second trimester of pregnancy- at least it is for humans." Barbara explained.

"So this is supposed to happen?" She asked. Everyone nodded.

"Oh thank God!" She cried.

'We could always take Gar with us.' Conner said, telepathically, as they laid in bed later that night.

'What?' She asked, sitting up to look at him.

'We can take him with us. We've got plenty of room, and there's enough land for him to practice his powers.' He told her.

'So I guess he's moving with us huh? If he wants to of course.' M'gann said, resting her head on his shoulder.

'Yep. So how much longer until we get a screaming, pooping, bundle of joy?' He asked.

'18 more weeks.'

"Love you." He mumbled, wrapping an arm around.

"Hey Gar! You have two hours to pack if you wanna move with me and your sister!" Conner said, standing in the doorway to Garfield's bedroom.

Garfield gasped, dropping the book he was reading.

"Seriously?" He cried.

"Yeah. And we're leaving at noon, so hurry up. There's a bunch of enpty cardboard boxes in the closet down the hall, and here's a sharpie. I'll be back in ninety minutes to help you loud the stuff up." Conner explained, tossing Gar the marker and leaving.

"Sis! This place is awesome!" Garfield whooped, running through the living-room, kitchen, and dining-room.

M'gann laughed lightly, carrying in a box of things with her telepathy.
"I'm glad you like it." she grinned, putting the box down.

"So where's my room?" he asked, spinning his around the living-room, looking for the stairs. "It's actually downstairs. Across the hall from the dinning room- beside the bathroom." M'gann explained.

She sat down in one of the three camping chairs that they had placed against the back wall in the living-room and groaned.

"You okay?" Her brother asked, completely forgetting his new bedroom. "Yeah. Just... Uh, pregnant." She sighed. "Ooh... What does that mean?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm twenty-four weeks pregnant, which means that my heart, lungs, and other major organs are on over-ride, basically working twice as hard to keep the baby healthy."

"In other words...?"

"I'm tired and out of breath." She smirked. "Not to mention the fact that I almost always have to pee." M'gann groaned. "Speaking of which..." she sighed, getting up an going toasted the nearest bathroom.

When she came back, Garfield had another question for her.

"So Meg, where's the nursery? I wanna know here my niece or nephew is going to be sleeping." He questioned. "Up the stairs, end of the hall." M'gann told him, sitting back down.

Garfield morphed into a bird, and flew up the stairs, going to the end of the hallway. He morphed back to his normal form, before opening the door.

The back wall had two decent sized windows side-by-side. Both of them together took up more then half of the wall. To his left, a few feet from the door, were two more doors, connected. Garfield assumed that the doors were a long, horizontal closet.

The walls were a light beige color, and the floors were the same, dark wood color as the rest of the house- save for the kitchen and bathrooms.

Gar peered out the windows and smiled; perfect view of the backyard.