A/N: Wow! I didn't expect to get this much feedback! This was originally a one-shot, but may turn into a drabble series based on demand.

EDIT: Sorry for the confusion, but this chapter was placed in the wrong story! It's in the right one now, again I'm so sorry for any confusion.

"Can I...touch it?"

Diana almost laughed at Quinn's obvious discomfort.

"It's just a baby, Quinn. It's not going to bite. In fact, it won't be doing much of anything for at least another month."

Her stomach had swollen, once again. At least this time, she reflected, she actually had something in her stomach to throw up almost every morning. How different tings were,this time around. Her mind went back, six and a half months ago, when she had told her friends the news. That,once again, Diana had a baby in her belly.

That Caine's legacy would continue.

Astrid, of course, had been happy for her. She had been the first to know, walking in shortly after Diana herself had discovered it. She had rubbed her back, speaking softly, telling her that they would raise this one together.

That had taken her by surprise, she had to admit. Diana had not expected this new baby to be, well, welcomed. They were still teenagers, after all. The FAYZ had aged them all, true, but in the real world, they were still just fifteen. What fifteen year old in their right mind would want to raise a child?

But Astrid had calmed her doubts,assuring Diana that it would be taken care of. Sam, upon hearing the news, promptly paled, eliciting a laugh from Diana. He was the only one that had to go through it with her, before, and though he had put on a brave face throughout those four months, there was no doubt he dreaded going through it again.

The news had spread faster than she had hoped; within the week they received at least a dozen phone calls. All in all, it had been a pleasant experience for Diana.

Quinn's hesitant touch snapped her back to reality, and she blinked. Oblivious, he rested his hand on her distended stomach. For a moment, he froze.

"Well? How does it feel?" Diana asked, because his expression was one of confusion and... something else.

"It feels... different. Like, different than I expected, but not in a bad way, not really. Just different."

She grinned at his rambling. "Funny, your best friend felt the same way. I think he's made up his mind about having children."

He offered her a shaky smile, pulling his hand back. " So, uh, this is real, huh? There's gonna be another little Caine running around?" Diana had chosen not to find out her child's gender, but the default thought was a boy.

" Yeah. There is," she said, placing her own hand on her bulging belly.

"I only wish he was here to see it."