"So what is it Doctor?" Elena asked her doctor. Her virus hadn't gone away to the point Angeal had insisted she go see her doctor for a check up.

"It's as you suspected, you have a virus. One that will take about seven and a half months to clear up and then about eighteen more years to get out of your system, but you will never be rid of completely" she explained.

"What sort of...are you saying I'm pregnant?" Elena asked her.

"Is this good news?" He doctor asked.

"It's unexpected, we used birth control" Elena said.

"Each and every time?" Her doctor asked her.

"Well once or twice we got carried away, but we're normally so careful" Elena protested.

"Once is all you need. There are other options other than carrying it to term. Think about what you want to do" her doctor said.

Elena could only glance to the side in worry. What was she going to tell Angeal? They were only causal and suddenly she's pregnant! They didn't know each that well and now this? Would he think she tried to trap him? She had no clue what to do.

Sephiroth was enjoying his life spent with Tifa she seemed to able to sense when he needed his space and when he wanted her company, she was so bright and cheerful that sometimes he found himself smiling at her for no reason. She was a touchy feely person and thought nothing of giving him hugs or caresses in passing. Then there was their loving making, it was incredible how much he enjoyed sharing his body with her.

However, there were a few drawbacks at first in having to get used to her friends always hanging around, mainly the teenaged couple that Sephiroth had been surprised to learn, that he was technically Sephiroth's stepson due to Tifa having adopted him. So he allowed him run of the house and looked the other way when he made out with his equally hormonal girlfriend all over their mansion. He left the parenting to Tifa, being clueless about such things. It all seemed to be pretty harmless anyway, there were nice kids and always polite to Sephiroth now that they had started to warm up to him.

Then there was Yuffie, Tifa's best friend who seemed to practically take up residence with them at how often she was there with her two boyfriends. Sephiroth would normally locate himself to another part of the mansion to allow them all to visit. But somehow the males would seek him out and get into conversation with him. Oddly enough, it was the laidback and hardly talkative Vincent Valentine that persisted in this behaviour the most. Sephiroth would urge them to rejoin his wife and their girlfriend, but they would mutter something about not wanting to interrupt girl talk and start picking his brain on various subjects.

Intelligent conversation was like a drug for Sephiroth and soon he found himself enjoying their company better than most, considering he could count on five fingers people's company he actually enjoyed, that was saying a lot. Yet he was a tad uncomfortable with the intensity that Vincent regarded him, as if attempting to absorb ever word that he said. Soon it became a ritual where the women would stay in the kitchen or the informal living room and talk and the men would flee to the library with a bottle of red and white wine in tow and a surprisingly tender looks from Tifa and Yuffie as they departed.

Vincent liked to listen the most as Sephiroth talked to Tseng, they're friendship was almost as it had been pre-Jenova and he was glad of that. To watch Sephiroth sane and happy in his new life was a balm to his soul. Sometimes Tseng would leave them alone on some pretext or other or simply not accompany him so that he would have alone time with his son. All of them had decided to let Sephiroth and Vincent get to know each other before telling him that that they were father and son. Sephiroth was a known hothead after all and might take it badly if the situation was not properly handled. To find out that your own father was one of them that killed you was hard for anyone, let alone someone so physiologically delicate as Sephiroth.

It was bliss for Vincent to hear him have lucid opinions and share in their conversations, his famed intelligence obviously not diminished by Jenova. True he was socially awkward but it was like suddenly finding a gem amongst common pebbles when they managed to coax a rare smile out of him or a laugh.

He certainly wasn't one for sharing and other than what one would observe, was intensely private about his life shared with Tifa. Tifa was much more forth coming about their relationship but Yuffie refused to share that with the other two men; something about there being a friend's code. Were they sexually active? They persisted.

Yuffie just looked at them with a face like a storm cloud and said "it's none of our business."

Looking at the neutrally faced man, it was hard to imagine him doing such things as, say bending Tifa over a table, lifting up her skirt and pulling down her panties, taking down his own pants and giving it to her...

"Vincent, are you okay?" Sephiroth asked him wondering why he was looking at him so strangely and could swear he was blushing.

"I'm fine, I think I should take a walk, it's getting a little hot in here" he said.

"I could lower the heat" suggested the ever pedantic Sephiroth.

"I'll just take a quick turn about your place" he said he was walking when entered into their informal living room and frowned at what appeared to be knitting that looked to be a tiny shoe, he wondered where he had seen something similar and then his red eyes went comically wide and he rushed back to find Sephiroth and Tseng playing chess. "What is this?" He asked him, burnishing the unfinished bootie at him.

"Tifa has taken up knitting, she says it relaxes her. She's making them for Marlene's dolls, she already made a matching hat with ears on it" he said dismissively said and then his eyes went wide in shock when Vincent was suddenly hugging him.

Vincent was so elated that he was going to be a grandfather that he threw his arms around him. "Son, you're naïve as anything but I love you. You remind me of myself when I was your age. As if teenaged girls play with dolls" he said.

"Son...when I was your age...what are you talking about?" Sephiroth demanding stepping back from Vincent and going into interrogation mode.

"Sephiroth, please let Vincent explain" Tseng said standing up and putting his arm around Vincent.

"Are you suggesting that you're my father? That is impossible, my father was Hojo. I know that" Sephiroth said shaking his head in denial.

"Sephiroth, you have to listen to me. I was in the lab too, I couldn't do anything to help you" Vincent said, stepping forward.

"You were in the lab with me? You left me there" Sephiroth raged, his eyes suspiciously moist.

"I'm getting Tifa" Tseng said and ran to get her.

"All these years you said nothing, you did nothing" Sephiroth all but shrieked at him, his composure shattered into a thousand pieces at having another person who was supposedly family betray him.

Tifa did what she always did when Sephiroth was in need of support and hugged him. "Sephiroth, please allow Vincent to explain" she urged him.

"You knew and didn't tell me? He helped kill me; I remember him there" he said as the memory resurfaced. He thrust her from him, never feeling so betrayed in his life.

"I had no choice" Vincent said.

"Yes madmen should always be put down" Sephiroth said with a bitter laugh. "You didn't even try to help me and now my own wife...I have to go. I don't belong here" he said feeling as if he couldn't get any air into his lungs..

"Sephiroth, calm down. We'll sit down and Vincent can explain everything" Tifa said.

"No, you kept this from me, you all did" he said and ran and took wing and flew out a window.

"Sephiroth, I love you" called as she ran after him.

"Let him go, he'll come back when he thinks things through. He's more like me than he knows" Vincent said, placing his hand on her shoulder. "You have to think about what stress can do in your condition."

"What condition? I'm not pregnant. You mean my knitting? Marlene is making dolls to sell at a school bazaar and I'm making hats and shoes for them, that's all" Tifa said and then burst into tears.

Sephiroth paced in agitation in an old run down place he had stashed supplies at years before. He heated beef stew over a fire. This is the life; he thought no responsibilities, no one he had to impress or keep happy. He could live here, nothing but a bed roll, some army rations and a hot spring. What else did he need? He didn't need a soft bed the seemed to adjust to him, molding to his body perfectly. He didn't need companionship, He didn't need someone preparing his meals or him preparing theirs, He didn't need someone to give him a hug when he was down, someone to cuddle against him when he got into bed feeling cold. He didn't need anyone.

Well perhaps he had gotten soft from civilian living, but he didn't need a huge house or title, why if he were to remodel this house, he and Tifa...No there wasn't any them, she wasn't someone he needed or wanted. She hadn't told him about his father when she knew how much he wanted family. He didn't know what to do, he was so torn and alone and longed only for his wife.

Aerith felt dizzy as she lay on a blanket after having a picnic on Reno's property as he lay half on top of her while they frantically kissed. It had turned out that his apartment in the city was just a place he stayed overnight when he was excepted to be at the office early or when the weather was too bad to commute. He owned a small farm on the outskirts of town. They had finished their meal and had got a little tipsy on the wine, she moaned against his lips as he stroked her nipple through her bra and blouse, drunk on the sensation and arched herself up into his scintillating touches. One of her hands groped him under his t-shirt while her other hands gripped the back of his ponytail to hold his head in place and moaned as his tongue conquered her mouth. His shaking hands undid the buttons of her blouse and peeled back the cloth from her softly sculpted torso to reveal her nipple peaks thrusting through a gold silk bra.

Impatiently, Reno leaned over and suckled her through the thin barrier, rendering it transparent to his gaze and she gasped and arched up. He continue to lap the bud and surrounding area until the entirety of her nipple was exposed and his hand slipped up her up skirt to slowly crawl up one of her long legs teasingly. He leaned back to observe her, with her hair free of the ribbon he had removed and her face flushed with arousal she looked quite unlike herself normal self. Her top was fully open and skirt pushed up almost to the tops of her thighs. His hand had made its way under her damp bra and was toying with one of her super sensitive nipples while she writhed at this. Suddenly he realized what he was doing and sat up and did up her shirt and pulled her skirt down. "Aerith, I'm sorry I got carried away because I want you" he apologized, his breath ragged.

She sat up breathing heavy, "is this what passion feels like?" She asked him.

"Yes, wait have you never experienced it?" He asked her. "I don't mean sex, I mean have you never orgasmed?" He asked her.

"No, I've never trusted anyone to do this much before" she said with a blush.

"Yet you trusted me?" He asked her.

"You're honourable, you won't take advantage of me" she said.

"I'm so glad you trust me" he said, taking her hand.

"I just wish there is was some way of, experiencing that, you know...without" she said in a wistful voice.

"There is, how much do you trust me?" He asked her.

"I trust you with my life" she said. "What are you doing?" She asked him as he pushed her back.

"I'm going to orally pleasure you if you will permit me, you will still be a virgin afterwards. I know how much you want to wait until your wedding night and wouldn't deprive you of that, but I want to do this for you" he said. "I want you to experience how an orgasm feels. At least that much I can give you. Would you like me to?" He asked her.

She blushingly nodded, so as not to startle her, he gently reached up her skirt until he was touching the bands of her panties at her sides and she blushed as she obliged him by raising her hips and he drew them down to the middle of her thighs. Not wanting to embarrass her by pushing her skirt up to expose her to the sun, he simply got beneath her skirt. They were on private property but trespassers weren't unheard of. He could smell the scent of her arousal and it intoxicated him and he leaned forward to taste it from the source. He felt instantly intoxicated, she tasted delicious, like a combination of wild strawberries and rain water and lapped her slit from top to bottom with abandonment.

For Aerith, it was weird at first and even tickled her a bit and she felt embarrassed to be in such a compromising position with someone she had only been dating so briefly, then he redouble his efforts until her broken sobs were plead to the sky. Her pupils were hugely dilated and hands fisted into the blanket as the TURK's oral ministrations caused her groin to tighten as hormones never felt before raced through her system. It was like her world had shrank only to encompass the busy tongue that worried her throbbing sex and the coils tightened in her belly, with a final lapping to her clit itself, Aerith wailed her first orgasm to sky and Gaia experienced a brief earthquake and flowers that had never been native to Gaia grew around their blanket.

Reno pulled up her panties and pulled down her skirt. "That was the best reaction I've ever gotten from a women" he said plucking one of the flowers and handing it to her.

"If that's only oral sex, what does intercourse feel like?" she shakily asked him as he helped her to her feet.

"Magical, now we should get going, it will be getting dark soon" he said as he tucked the blanket back into their picnic basket and put it on his arm and drew the small girl under his other arm to take her back to his place where they maintained separate bedrooms.

Tifa had barely left her bed since Sephiroth had left her, she was worried about him and sad he had gone. She imagined him being killed or killing himself at this newest betrayal.

She had fallen into a fitful sleep when a hand stroked her hair back and she looked up to find Sephiroth there. She cried out his name and flung her arms around him, relieved he was home.

"Tifa are you okay, who made you cry?" He demanded.

"I was so worried about you" she sobbed.

"About me, these tears are for me?" he said in surprise.

"I love you, you idiot" she said, she could tell from the dark circles under his eyes and how tired he looked that he hadn't been sleeping much himself. "I thought you left me."

"I tried to stay away but I couldn't, I felt compelled to return here. It is like I am incapable of leaving you. I missed you too much, I have never before had a home or someone to miss outside of friendship. To want to make love with you is one thing, but to simply need to be with you terrifies me. What power do you hold over me?" He asked her.

"You love me" she said in a happy voice.

"I don't know" he said blushing like anything. She just laughed and wrapped her arms around him and soundly kissed him.

"But we need to talk about this..." He protested when she let him come up for air.

"Oh no, you don't get to analyze this" she said kissing him again and adding some insistence tongue this time and he surrendered and allowed her to seduce him.

He lay back with her in his arms. "Now what?" He asked her.

"We fuck like weasels and see where this takes us" she replied.

"You certainly do have a way with words" he observed.

"I'm sorry I never told you about Vincent" she said.

"I'm sorry I reacted how I did, you all were trying to let me get to know him as a person before you told me. I understand you want to protect me, but don't keep secrets from me. I'm willing to meet with Vincent and hear his side of it before I make decisions about what sort of relationship we shall have" he said.

"That's fair" Tifa agreed.

"Enough about Vincent, I want tonight to be just about us."

"And how you love me" she gloated.

"I care about you in a way I never had anyone before, do the words really mean so much to you?" He asked her.

"No, I love you too" she said as she snuggled against him and happily hummed and played with his hair, feeling the sadness in her drain away at having his home and safe with her. She was practically glowing with happiness.

Elena smiled but sadly to find Angeal busy in her kitchen, there was a patch of flour on his cheek and he looked so endearing. "Welcome home. I hope you don't mind but I got bored, so I decided to make a lemon bundt cake with orange glaze. How did it go with the doctor? I'm sorry I couldn't have gone with you. Just give me a second to put this in the oven" he said, he was leaning over to slide it into her oven when he heard her sobbing.

He turned to find her with her face buried in her hands and went to embrace her. "What's wrong?" He asked her.

"I'm pregnant" she said between sobbed and studied him where his already large blue eyes went hugely wide. "Please say something" she almost begged him and gasped when he whooped and swung her around.

"What?" She stammered when he mashed his lips to hers.

"I've always wanted a family. The apartment I maintain only because the rent is cheap. I'm having a house built that should be ready in a couple months. There shall be plenty of room for the two of us and a nursery. I can build a home playground beside the garden when the child is older," Angeal said, kissing the top of her head.

"House, garden? You expect me to garden?" She asked him in a mystified tone of voice, wondering if he had gone insane.

"No I shall do that. I love nothing more than putting my hands into nice, rich fertile ground, we have loads of room, the property has a double wide lot" he explained. "Now are you going to wear a traditional wedding dress or does your uniform come in white" he teased her.

"Wedding dress? You want to marry me?" She stammered.

"Of course I want to marry the mother of my child. I'm sorry but I'm very old fashioned and somethings I must insist upon" he said frowning at her.

"So you want to marry me only because of the child?" She said with pain in her voice.

"No" he said, putting his hands beneath her chin. "I know we haven't been together that long but I'm crazy about you. You make me do things so far out of my comfort zone it isn't even funny but I like it because it means I get to be with you. I'm not the one nightstand sort of guy or an adventurous lover to be quite frank. I'm actually a homebody who loves staying in and having quiet nights. What I'm offering is to be your husband if you will have me. Marry me Elena" he said.

"Does it have to be a big wedding?" She asked him.

"We can make as small as you want" he assured her. "I will ask your father for your hand in marriage" he promised.

"Couldn't we just elope" she suggested in a nervous voice.

"Are you worried he's going to be mad about the baby? Don't worry I'll wear him down with my charm just as I did you" he said. "So what do you say?"

"Yes" she said and kissed him and wondered if she really truly was ever in love with Tseng as Angeal's kiss made her heart skip a beat and suddenly welcomed everything he was offering her. In actual fact, she was an old fashioned girl too and a homebody just like him.

Reno felt like his mind would explode as he suckled the sweet hard pink berries of Aerith's nipples while she sat on his lap, her pajama top was parted to either side of her gravity defying breasts as he feasted on her succulent flesh. He tried to keep their flirtations with sex to a minimum out of his respect for her but longed to have her in a carnal way, which was hard when you already knew how she tasted and how hard she came. Aerith although still innocent, was a passionate woman and responded to his tongue and fingers by cumming like a runaway train. Yet he felt like he was corrupting her. Although she had told him she had come from the slums too, it was like the filth that seemed to have seeped into his soul, had left her untouched. She was just as beautiful and bright as one of her flowers. Yet he had been marked by his time spent there. He had worked hard to get himself out of that situation, he was no longer the poor boy he had been. Yet he wasn't good enough for Aerith and had no right to touch her innocent flesh like this.

He had suggested she go to Rufus about being assigned new lodgings, but she always came home to his place and got into bed beside him or else he drove her to his actual place and they slept apart. He had vowed that he would not take from her what wasn't his to take, he had promised her and tried to be a gentlemen. It was her that initiated their encounters most of the time until her undergarments were removed and he worked her private parts until she shouted her release to the heavens themselves as he greedily swallowed her flow. He felt drunk afterwards just from the taste of her essence.

Yet there was more to it, she was so noble a person that she made him long to be a better man. People would see him with her on the weekends as they grocery shopped together and smile at how his petite companion clung so trustingly to his arm. She was so gracious to everyone, waiters, grocery clerks even his fellow TURKS. Rude teased him he had it bad for her.

Finally he resolved that he had to end it, he could no longer take advantage of an innocent girl this way, he had come to care about her too much and he wasn't good enough to offer her what she needed. "Aerith, we have to stop. You need to find another place to live before I ruin you" he said firmly buttoning up her pajama top.

"But I thought you liked it" she said as he set her onto floor.

"I enjoy it too much but I cannot take what you promised your future husband, we are flirting with danger and I made a promise to you" he said.

"Then marry me" she softly said.

"But why would you want to marry me?" He said in shock. "I'm a slob."

"Because you're noble and you're funny and you make me laugh. Not to mention handsome. You took me into your place when I had nowhere to go. You're kind and caring and you treat me as a person, not a porcelain doll as people have my entire life. You weren't afraid to offer to give me sexual pleasure but I wouldn't have allowed to you if I wasn't in love with you" she said, looking at him with nervous large green eyes. "Do you love me even a little?" She shyly asked him.

He answered by kissing her "we had better get married very soon" he said in an urgent tone of voice.

The bride and groom stood before everyone they knew, surrounded by AVALANCHE and TURKS.

She was resplendent in demure white dress that was a traditional ballgown style, complete with impractical train that had to be bustled and a long veil with a blusher her groom had to raise in order for his kiss to claim her as his bride. She had two bridesmaids, both who wore pink and she carried a pink and white rose bouquet, while theirs was only pink.

Her cinnamon brown hair had been gathered into a complex updo on the crown of her head and her green eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked up at her groom as her pink lips seemed to be frozen in a smile. She laughed has he tried to put the ring on her right hand and answered "I do" twice in his nervousness.

Everyone else tittered when they found out that Reno was just his TURK name and Farley was his real name.

The tall lanky man looked well put together for once, his normally spiky hair had been slicked back into his normal ponytail, making his angular handsome features look more regal and less comical. No one had ever seen him looked so handsome as he couldn't take his eyes off his beautiful bride. Everyone applauded as they kissed.

It was a very nice wedding for what everyone thought to be a rather rushed affair.

Vincent sat with Tseng at a prominent table with Angeal and his wife. Elena was four months pregnant and wore a floral print maternity dress. His son and his wife joined them after the wedding as Tifa had been a bridesmaid and Sephiroth had given Aerith away, Yuffie took a seat between Vincent and Tseng as she had been the second bridesmaid. "So with the haste they got married. Do you think she's pregnant?" Angeal whispered to his wife.

"No" everyone at the table objected.

"Aerith is saving herself for marriage and Reno appears to be the one she was waiting for" Tifa explained.

"You mean all this time she was a..." Angeal said with shock.

"Yes" Tifa said.

"Even with Zack she never..." Angeal said.

"Yes even I knew of this" Sephiroth said.

"Looks like that will be taken care of tonight" Vincent observed.

"It's a nice wedding, considering how fast they put it together" Tseng said.

"I guess they didn't want to wait any longer" Elena observed.

"I preferred our wedding" Angeal said taking her hand.

"It was certainly memorable. It's not every day that the bride's sister has the gun trained on the groom or when a SOLDIER First Class has a black eye given to him by the bride's small scientist father" Sephiroth bugged him.

"My dad isn't a big guy but he was the head of his boxing team" Elena explained to amused looking people.

"So when are two starting a family?" Angeal asked Sephiroth and Tifa.

"We're only a couple of weeks along" Tifa interrupted Sephiroth.

"You mean we?" He asked her and she just nodded and everyone congratulated the couple.

A happy father to be was driving his wife home when it was like the entire world moved and the stars in the heavens started to dance as if they were part of a light show. "What the hell?" Tifa said as Sephiroth pulled the car over, as cool as a cucumber.

He laughed and pulled her into his arms to soothe his startled spouse. "Aerith can communicate with Lifestream and all aspects of the world; it seems that Aerith just had her wedding night and it is rejoicing with her" he explained and they just watched as the whole world seemed to dance beneath them and above.

"Gee I thought I came with a bang on our wedding night" Tifa said and she was rewarded with her husband's laughter and kiss.

Well that's all for now folk, hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to leave reviews on your the way out the door.