Hello. Everyone had a good response to the last chapter which is really awesome! You can all thank burning impossibly bright for always reviewing and for always listening to my odd little "Does this part of the story sound like a good idea?" rants. Chapter one never would have been posted when it did without her so she deserves a little credit. In answer to her review, nope, Derek was not in the house when Jaron was told the news... but the way I plan to have him figure out is awesome, or will scare you all to death whichever one anybody feels when the scene happens in like three chapters... yes three... deal with it. I sort of wanted Chloe to get a little used to the idea of a gentic-werewolf-necromancer-probably many other somethings baby...

DISCLAIMER: *I am sitting at the computer researching superpowers*

Me: I am so pathetic, researching superpowers on a Thursday night... and talking to myself.

*I look around hoping for someone to show up but I am still all by myself*

Me: Ah whatever... ooh that power could come in handy. Power Augmentation: Enhance or weaken others' powers. Oh hey, I don't own Darkest Powers, it belongs to Kelley Armstrong... Let us stay focused people... OH EM GEE I SEE A SHINY POWER!

Chloe's Point Of View

Jaron's mouth fell open.

"You... what? HUH!?" Jaron said. His face ranging from shocked to confused and then back again like he was a film that was stuck.

"I. Am. Pregnant." I said, speaking like I was talking to a slow person.

"With whose kid?" Jaron asked.

"Derek's." Melody said.

"You and Derek!?" Jaron screamed. I think that was the loudest I have probably ever heard him.

"Who and Derek?" Simon asked, walking into the room.

"Nobody." Melody said.

Simon smiled at me and said, "Chloe there's this movie on tonight and I was wonde—"

"Go away Simon." Melody said.

That was what was awesome about Melody, she just knew when to say the most blunt and wonderful thing.

"But—" Simon started.

"NOW!" Melody shouted, pointing at the doorway.

It wasn't Simon's fault, he just didn't know about Derek and I. There wasn't even much of a 'Derek and I' right now anyways. Things were sort of odd right now. Not awkward, just odd. We went from arguing, to love, to making love, to that whole 'You shouldn't be with me I am dangerous' thing, and right to where we were now which is the place somewhere between friends and couple. Things were just happening so fast and it was just so hard keeping track that somewhere along the way Derek and I couldn't find it in ourselves to tell Simon anything because we didn't even know what to tell ourselves.

"Chloe—" Simon tried again.

Jaron stepped forward and just gave Simon his 'run little blond boy' look that he so loved to use.

Simon left two seconds later.

The thing about Jaron was that he avoided fights unless Melody was going to get in one, that is his exception. Basically Melody is his exception to every single personality rule about him so the only rule that could be relied on was: Melody first.

"So three weeks ago, when you got your 'injury?'" Jaron said.

I nodded.

"You lied?" Jaron asked Melody.

Melody frowned and nodded.

I couldn't place what Jaron's facial expression was just then. It wasn't anger or sadness.

"Fine, okay. So we will need to place silencing spells on the bathroom." Jaron said.

"Uh. Why?" I asked.

"When you start throwing up I really don't think you want anyone to hear if you plan on keeping this secret, though I don't know how long you can." Jaron said.

"Until she starts getting bigger, or until Derek starts hearing a heartbeat." Melody said.

"Stupid. Chloe you need to tell him." Jaron said.

"Why do the two of you keep saying I need to tell him?" I asked.

"Maybe because you do..." Jaron said like he was tired of explaining it though he said it a grand total of once.

"So... what are you hoping for? A boy or girl?" Melody asked.

Girl. Definately girl.

"Girl." I said.

"They are much easier to shop for." Melody said.

"I know right? Though I don't think I want to go in full pink mode." I said.

"What about a purple? Like a nice lavender colour?" Melody suggested.

"That would be cute. Maybe a nice yellow or something." I said.

"That is for both genders, if you know what the baby is going to be then shopping should take on gender specific colours." Melody said.

"Yellow is a nice neutral tone though." I said.

"Who cares? I think the more important thing is what do we do about this? Not whether or not the kid is going to wear purple or yellow socks!" Jaron said.

"Do you know how damaging it will be to that kids self image if it is a boy and it is wearing pink socks?" Melody asked.

"Not as damaging if that kid is put in the path of a FIREBALL!" Jaron said, raising his voice a little to prove his point.

"Alright, it's not like we can just ask the Edison Group to wait nine months to attack." Melody said.

"I have said that I can leave." I said.

"You are not leaving." Jaron and Melody said.

"This is so complicated." I said.

"Teenage pregnancy usually is, especially when the two parents are genetically modified targets." Jaron said.

"Are you trying to make me feel worse?" I asked.

"No but if I am, I am not sorry. You two should have been CAREFUL." Jaron said.

"Jaron." Melody said frowning.

Jaron just looked at us with a confused look. He didn't see what was wrong with what he said, good grief I felt stupid enough already.

"Jaron honey? NOT HELPING." Melody said.

"Eh. I can live with not helping sometimes." Jaron said shrugging his shoulders.

We heard the door to the safehouse open and Derek walked in. We all fell silent.

"Hi Derek. Bye Derek." Melody said, walking out of the room and taking me with her.

As we were leaving I saw a silent conversation go on between Jaron and Derek. The two of them had the ability to understand facial expressions better than anyone else so they never had to speak a word to eachother to be brought up to date on anything going on, I didn't trust it.

Here was what I was able to pick up.

Derek: What happened?

Jaron: I can't tell you.

Derek: Is it bad?

Jaron: Maybe.

Melody seemed to notice the conversation so she grabbed Jaron by the back of his shirt and she pulled him with us.

"Can you please stop silent talking to Derek?" Melody asked.

"Why? I'm not saying anything." Jaron said.

"Yes you are. Just you aren't using any words." Melody said.

On the way to Melody's room we passed Noah. For lack of better words, Noah was the resident jackass of the house. He was tanned, blond, and had blue eyes and thought he was the best guy on the planet.

He wolf-whistled at Melody as we passed.

"Noah, if you insist on acting like a monkey on LSD then please allow me to do this." Melody said, walking up to him and punching him right in the nose.

She might not have reacted so badly if he didn't have a history of behaving like an ass to her.

"Devil's whore." He muttered, putting a hand to his now bleeding nose.

"Devil's whore? Now, now. We must not tell lies, I cannot be the devil's whore because I have not slept with you." Melody said.

"I would hit you, but now it would be more of a cheap shot." Jaron said.

Jaron then steered us to Melody's room.

"Why do we have to put up with him?" Melody asked.

"He's a half-demon with the power to cut people from the inside out, it's a safety thing." I said.

"It's a he-is-a-moron thing." Jaron said.

Melody muttered a silencing spell for the room, it was very handy to make sure people couldn't hear what we were saying. For example, werewolves with the ability to hear every word said otherwise.

"He can't hear us? Right?" I asked.

"He can't. Don't worry." Melody said.

"Why am I here? We should go downstairs and tell Derek." Jaron said.

"Exactly why you are here, we can't have you telling him while we are discussing things." Melody said.

"And what are we going to say "Hey Derek, guess what? Your new nickname will soon be Daddy D." or something like that?" I asked.

"You sure are getting good at the whole sarcasm thing." Melody said.

"The longer you wait, the greater chance that it will come out explosively." Jaron said.

"What makes you think it will come out explosively?" I asked.

"Are you joking? You are like a supernatural-explosive magnet. There is Liam and Ramon, the werewolf changes, Tori nearly killing you at The Edison Group's HQ, and are you seriously forgetting that run in with the pixies?"

Oh yes, the pixies. How could I forget?

***Flashback- Four weeks ago***

"People! Please act your age. Not your shoe size." Andrew said.

Tori, once again, was way too honest in her opinion without even being asked for it. Thus causing an argument to erupt between her and Emy. Emy was now losing control in the worst way possible and Tori was only making it worse by fighting back with both words and fireballs.

All of us were freaking out while watching the fight. Emy's hair that was usually short and dark brown, was now green and very long and bushy for some reason. Emy was making every plant around us grow at an alarming rate and had their vines whipping around trying to hurt or trap Tori.

"Think of this as a good thing. If one of them dies it will be so much quieter around here." Simon whispered.

"Simon, we have to stop them." Derek said.

"Why?" Simon asked.

"Emy is a half-demon with the power of negation, meaning she can steal powers from others. Problem being that she has NO IDEA who she steals the powers from, or how she steals the powers, so she doesn't know how to control it and in case you haven't noticed this Simon her current powers control nature and we are OUTSIDE in the middle of a FOREST." Derek said, emphasizing certain words.

"Oh. That could be a problem." Simon said.

Suddenly tiny little winged creatures popped into existence in multi-coloured bursts of light and they all glared at Emy.

In tiny little squeaks they all chanted "WE WANT OUR POWERS BACK!"

"Uh, sorry sure. It was an accident. Didn't mean to anger any of you pixies." Emy said and she returned their powers.

After they got their powers back her hair returned to normal and the pixies all turned to me and flew over to where I was standing.

"YOU INSULT US!" Three of them screamed at me.

"What? N-N-No I didn't." I said stuttering.

"LIAR! LIAR! LIAR!" They all chanted.

"Chloe, your shirt." Jaron said nudging me.

I looked down at what I was wearing and knew I was in trouble. The shirt I was wearing was a band T-shirt and as luck would have it, the title of the band was The Pixies, and if it couldn't get any worse there was also a song title underneath the title of the band. Gigantic. I was wearing a shirt that had both the word pixies and gigantic within inches of eachother.

"It is not an i-i-insult. I p-promise." I said.

"Then please do not take this as an insult either." A pixie said. A black burst of light encircled my shirt and ate it up, leaving me only wearing an undershirt that was mysteriously now missing almost two inches off the bottom of it.

"We will be back and you better pray we do not believe you are insulting us on our next visit." A female pixie said, she then flew up to my face and slapped me with surprising force. Enough force to make my head go to the side slightly.

They all faded out with the same multi-coloured blasts that they came in with.

"Dude, did she just get bitch-slapped by a pixie?" Noah asked.

***Flashback Over***

"Nope, I have not forgotten the pixies." I said.

"Good." Melody said. "Because we are still waiting for them to come back thanks to you."

"Okay, well I will think about it Derek and the kid tomorrow, but I am tired and I want some sleep." I said.

"Tiredness... a sign of pre—" Melody started but I cut her off.

"TOO SOON MELODY! Not everything about me is related to this... thing... baby... mutant... growing in me, alright? I am just tired. Regular tired." I said.

"Right, okay, good night." Melody said. Jaron just nodded.

I got up and walked to my room. Tori switched rooms not even a full week after we got here so I had the whole room all to myself. Trust me, it showed.

I was actually allowed to paint the room and painted it a nice midnight blue. I managed to force/sucker a few of the boys into doing the painting and installing a nice deep red carpet.

I bought new bedding, and right now the bed had greenish-pink zebra print bedding. There was a desk with a chair, a wardrobe, a small black sofa, a dresser and a huge walk-in closet. Seriously that closet could be used for another room.

Used for another room...

I quickly got out my pajamas, changed, and got into bed but now I wasn't so tired. In fact, I was wide awake. So all I could do right now was think and stare at the ceiling up above me.

I was laying down on my bed tossing and turning for over an hour, around hour two is when I started to feel sleep coming. My last thought before I fell into a welcome sleep was that my life was changed forever and there was nothing I could do about it because my life changed the moment I found out about my pregnancy.

So for Chloe's bedding, think the sims 2.

Hehe, pixies. Yep, I was actually listening to that song and inspiration to write in pixies hit and it gives me something to bring back in later chapters that will come back to bite someone in the butt... you know it will! Review, oh and do tell me if you had a favourite line because I know what mine was... :D