"Why so fidgety Lazard?" asked Sephiroth.

"What, me?" asked Lazard looking at the silver-haired man. "I'm not fidgety."

"Yes you are," said Sephiroth pointing his index finger at him. "It's written all over your features and gestures."

"Well you would be too you may think Angeal and Zack are planning on carrying on their affair."

"What makes you think that?" asked Sephiroth taking a step forward.

"I walked in on them smothering each other with kisses," said Lazard rolling his head and looking away from Sephiroth.

"Are you sure you saw what you saw?" asked Sephiroth.

"Yes," said Lazard shaking his head. "It was clear the both of them are still attached to each other. The one thing I can't have is that! I just can't have her giving birth and then getting pregnant with another child because the two can't let go of their affair."

"That doesn't sound like Angeal," said Sephiroth casting his eyes down in thought.

"I know," said Lazard. "That's why I looked up this situation on the security cameras and found that he stopped before any damage was done. He knew better I could tell, but Zack saw it and. without thought, decided to go for it. Looks like Angeal's just the follower."

"Hm, it's usually Zack the follower, but I take it if he knew he had the power he would make people follow him," said Sephiroth with a small smile. "And he does have the power now that he's a she."

"A very attractive she," pointed out Lazard standing up from his chair.

"Yes who preys on the poor race of men," said Sephiroth with a small chuckle. "Well I better be going."

"Oh Sephiroth," said Lazard stopping him. "What Hojo said about having you to breed with Zack . . . would you have done it?"

Sephiroth stayed silent in thought before his eyes focused on the director and said—

"Angeal is an honorable SOLDIER, more honorable than me. It takes a lot to bring him down but since Zack had . . . I'd say I don't know."

"I see," said Lazard shaking his head. "Well then thank-you for your time."

"Sure," said Sephiroth with a nod as he turned and left.

Once he left Lazard plopped back in his seat and just sighed. He looked at Zack's file concerning her pregnancy. He straightened his lenses and read the report making sure everything was good and the child was nice and healthy. He smiled seeing it was, though he was curious as to what the gender of the child was they have still not come to a conclusion.

Lazard rolled his eyes and sighed. How could they not? The child is three months along right? Was there something wrong with it or something? Lazard soon gasped and realized that was one of his fears. What if there was something wrong with the child? What if because of Hojo's experiment on Zack the child has no sex?

Lazard hit himself for thinking such foolish thoughts but it still existed in the back of his mind—about Hojo ruining the child because of those blasted things he did to Zack. Why did Shin-Ra still employ that mad man? Hojo had ruined so many lives and Lazard prayed he didn't have to ruin the child's . . . it was the last hope of anything normal Hojo had left—hopefully. Thought Lazard wouldn't call a child having, technically, two fathers normal—but for Hojo it was—if it turned out to be a normal child and not some monster like his previous creations.

"Hhh, I need a vacation," sighed Lazard getting up and heading outside his office.

Zack walked around biting her bottom lip. She felt as if everyone she passed by knew her dirty little secret. All seemed to stare at her in a strange kind of 'I know' way, but that may just be her own mind playing tricks on her. She'd never know though. Was it that obvious?

Once she turned a corner someone called her name only to make her jump back and squeal—

"I didn't do it!"

"What are you talking about man?" asked one of his fellow 2nd class soldiers.

"You know don't you!" she pointed at him like a mad woman. "Face it you KNOW!!"

"Huh?" asked the man his eyes glancing around.

Zack soon came up to him and grabbed his collar and shook him a little saying—

"You know, you all know!!"

"Know wha-hut Zack?" asked the man as she shook him.

"That I'm pregnant!" she spat at him—literally.

Crickets.

Zack halted noticing the man's eyes were wide with shock and utter horror. Her mouth dropped a little as the man soon said—

"Oh my god you are?!"

"You . . . didn't know did you?" she asked letting go of him and backing up slightly.

"No, I swear I didn't!" he gasped shaking his head rapidly.

"Great," sighed Zack as she slumped her shoulders knowing she was in big trouble for having someone else find out.

"Zack," came another voice, which was owned by Lazard.

"Ah, I didn't do it!" she jumped again.

"What?" asked Lazard coming up to Zack.

"So how does it feel being pregnant Zack?" asked the man now filled with curiosity.

"What—you told him?" asked Lazard pointing to the fellow 2nd class.

"It sorta . . . slipped out?" said Zack shrugging with a 'sorry' grin.

"Hhh, come with me Zack and you report to Hollander," said Lazard grabbing Zack and leaving.

"Why?" asked the soldier.

"Just do it!" spat Lazard not wanting to deal with insubordinate people at the moment.

"Rough day?" asked Zack with a smug grin.

"Just shut up Zack," said Lazard rolling his eyes.

"Ewww, I'm shaking in my boots," joked Zack with a chuckle.

Lazard thought those last trimesters of Zack's were the worst six months of his life. He went through some many headache pills he lost count the first month. He never thought Zack could cause him so much agony. He's heard so much about her before by Angeal before he first met her but he never thought she'd be this much of a nuisance.

Lazard was just happy that nothing went wrong in those last six months. He was glad the child wasn't born too early and was as healthy as ever. He was glad the child had a sex. He was just so glad Hojo didn't get his hands on the baby.

Still though, since the pregnancy was going along rather well Lazard didn't think to keep that close of an eye on Zack. She usually stayed inside her apartment because Lazard wanted to keep this 'situation' as quiet as possible. When it was time for her to go to her daily tests guards were brought to her and escorted her to the doctors she needed to see and all and then she was escorted back and home-ridden pretty much.

No mater how much she hated it she loved seeing her friends pay multiple visits to her at any time of the day. Sephiroth, Genesis, and even Angeal came even though she thought Angeal was forbidden to even step foot inside her home again. Like it was said before—after a while Lazard began to not watch her as closely as he should have.

"So how is everything going Zack?" asked Sephiroth as he, Genesis, and Angeal paid her a visit.

"Oh fine, fine," said Zack holding her enlarged belly. If you think swelling like a plumb is FINE!!"

"Sorry about that," said Sephiroth.

"No, it's alright," she said. "It's just I think I'm getting used to being an expecting mother—or father whatever I'm labeled at the moment."

"If you're the father then what does that make Angeal?" asked Genesis peering at Angeal behind him who just remained silent through the visit at the moment.

"Oh Genesis," said Zack shaking her head. "I don't know—I guess the father too. Right now just call me the mother. I'm too frustrated to argue right now."

"If you say so—mother," said Genesis.

"Hey, that's not my title forever," pointed Zack at Genesis with a warning.

"Indeed," said Genesis. "But it will be by this young one," he said as he took his index finger and gently poked Zack's belly.

Once he had done that the child seemed to react and so moved inside her. Zack thought she'd get used to it, but still was a bit fidgety with it and so said—

"Hey—you mind? I just got him to stop."

"Him?" asked Angeal catching Zack call the child something other than an it.

"Hm?" said Zack looking at Angeal—soon all did.

"You called it a him," said Angeal. "Have you come to realize the child as a person, or have you found the gender of it yet?"

Zack was dumbfounded at the moment. She didn't really know. She didn't know when she started calling it a him, but she certainly knew she was never told the gender of the child yet.

"Actually . . . no," she answered looking at the three 1st class. "I've actually surprised myself. I don't know when I started calling it a he, or even the gender of it yet."

"A mother's intuition eh?" said Sephiroth shaking his head.

"A mother's intuition you say?" said Zack looking at Sephiroth.

"I heard it's very rarely wrong," said Sephiroth narrowing his eyes for an instant.

"Really huh?" said Zack looking down and placing her hands on her enlarged stomach.

"A son?" whispered Angeal.

"A boy," said Genesis as he turned to Angeal. "Angeal it looks like you're having a son."

"That doesn't mean anything," said Angeal shaking his head. "Zack could be wrong—it could be a daughter, or knowing Hojo—a nothing."

"Come now Angeal don't be like that," said Genesis taking a step forward to him.

"How can I not be?" asked Angeal looking at all of them. "You try you try being the father of an experiment!"

At that he turned and left.

"Angeal!" said Zack stepping forward but he left before anyone could do anything.

"Don't mind him Zack," said Sephiroth. "He's just been taking things hard lately . . . I guess he has a right to."

"Yeah," sighed Zack bowing her head and feeling her child move inside her once again.

Later that day Zack felt horrible for what happened to Angeal and what he said. She wished there was a way she could get him to lighten up, but there was none. If she could just talk to him then maybe . . . if she could just talk to him? Zack got up and looked outside her apartment, no one was around and so she left and made her way to Angeal's place. Once there she knocked hoping he was there and once he opened the door she couldn't help but smile.

"Zack—what are you doing here?" he asked looking at her delicate condition.

"I just wanted to see if you were alright," she said. "From earlier today you didn't seem to—okay."

"Hmm, come in," sighed Angeal letting her in.

"Thanks," she said entering and looking around.

"Here, have a seat," said Angeal showing her to his sofa.

Zack did and so sat.

"Do you need anything right now?" asked Zack.

"No, I'm fine," she said with a kind smile.

"Alright," said Angeal sitting down next to her. "So why have you come here."

"Like I said before . . . to make sure you're all right," she said.

"I'm fine Zack," said Angeal folding his hands. "I don't know what came over me before."

"I do," she said with a plain face. "You're worried about your child."

Angeal didn't say anything but he just kept silent. Zack bit the inside of her bottom lip and bowed her head. She inhaled and then exhaled before she turned her face to Angeal's and said—

"No one said it was going to be easy Angeal."

Angeal then turned to look at her and just listened.

"You probably can't imagine what it's like to be in my shoes right now," she said. "But then again I don't know what it's really like to be in your shoes either."

Angeal just shook his head seeing that was fair. Zack just slowly blinked and sighed again before she sat up straight and rolled her shoulders.

"But . . ." she started again. "I'd really like it if you didn't worry so much because I know everything's going to be fine."

"But what if it won't be Zack," said Angeal shaking his head. "You can't rely on mother's intuition."

"I can and I will," she said placing her fists on her hips, but soon loosened up as she placed her hand on Angeal's shoulder. "What I said before—about it being a him. How does that make you feel Angeal . . . to know you're going to have a son?"

"Do you want to know?" asked Angeal turning his face to hers.

Zack just scanned his eyes before he said—

"So proud."

"Really?" she asked feeling a strange bit giddy.

"Yes," said Angeal with a smile. "What man in the world wouldn't want a son?"

"Well I'm glad you're happy," she said rubbing his shoulder/. "But what if I'm wrong?"

"Then . . . I shall have a daughter," said Angeal. "No harm in that—but she will not get caught up in war like . . . like her mother."

"Only if she gets turned into a man," said Zack with a chuckle.

"Only," said Angeal chuckling with her.

Once they both ceased their laughter they starred at each other for a while before old feelings stirred and old memories of their affairs and what all they used to do in a living room such as Angeal's. Zack couldn't help but feel the gravity pull her towards Angeal so she could just kiss him. She did and she found the gravity was the same with Angeal.

Angeal wrapped his arms around Zack's shoulders and just held her close as he kissed her deep and long. It had been far too long since they got a chance to hold and kiss each other like this and they were enjoying every minute if it. Only a minute later it was until Zack began to whine.

"What is it Zack?" asked Angeal pulling away slightly.

"Oh!" she whined slapping her thigh. "I haven't had sex in forever!"

"And—do you—want to?" asked Angeal glancing around a bit.

"Ohho yes!" she said widening her eyes at him. "God I've been going crazy without it, but being in this type of predicament I don't know . . . Hhh, do you remember when we tried everything in the book Angeal? Those were some good times."

"I know one thing you haven't tried," said Angeal.

"What?" asked Zack not understanding what she missed.

"You've never made love when full with child," said Angeal with a hint of a smirk.

"Oh . . . you're right—and I am FULL with child," she said with a small chuckle looking down at her enlarged midsection. "Could I?"

"If you want to," said Angeal. "Just as long as Lazard doesn't interrupt us this time."

"Well did you lock the door?" asked Zack.

"Yes," said Angeal.

"Good," said Zack grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him into a passionate kiss she'd been longing to get out.

Angeal was caught a little off-guard by this. After all he hadn't been handled like this in quite some time now. Soon Zack climbed up on his lap and squeezed her thighs tightly around Angeal's waist.

It was all over before Angeal knew it though as Zack pulled back and looked at him in fear asking—

"I'm not gonna get pregnant again am I?!"

Angeal rolled his head and eyes with a sigh saying—

"You still believe what Lazard said?"

"What it's not true?" asked Zack.

"No!" said Angeal.

"Oh . . . good," she said with a smile as she slammed her face against his again and continued the familiar process that was coming back to her.

Zack quickly let her hands fall to Angeal's belt and swing it off. Soon she had unzipped him and just smiled as she said—

"You don't know how much I missed doing that."

Angeal let in a gasp of excitement as Zack pulled him down with her as they fell on their sides together. Zack smothered Angeal with kisses as her leg wrapped around his waist and squeezed him closer. Soon she began very uncomfortable on her side and so rolled on top of him feeling much better.

"Sorry," she said with a slight shrug. "I need to be on top."

She then leaned down and kissed him deep before she took her hands don and slid off his pants. Soon they came up and helped him out of his shirt so her hands could feel once again that hard muscle it so long craved for. She let out a gasp of excitement as she felt Angeal's hands reach her thighs. She just smiled and let him do what he wanted to do.

Angeal let his hands wander under Zack's pink shirt and let the skirt slide upwards with his hands. They stopped for a moment as Zack kissed Angeal's neck and let him breathe, but once her mouth was over his again the passion returned. Once Angeal was done feeling up her shirt he came to her blouse and slipped it off her. Now his hands were free to explore the bare skin of her back and arm and stomach—if he could.

"Wait!" gasped Zack before they readied to become one.

"What is it?" asked Angeal wondering whys he had stopped.

Zack then took Angeal's hand and placed it on her belly. She smiled when she looked down at him and asked—

"Do you feel that?"

"Yes, yes I do," said Angeal with a slight smile feeling the child move inside her.

"I guess . . . he's making room for the visit," she said with a smirk as he looked back at Angeal.

"I guess—so," said Angeal heaving heavier.

Zack bent back down and kissed him. One time she had to have Angeal lean up to kiss her seeing how she couldn't reach that far with her belly in the way. Angeal didn't mind at all though. Now she was so ready for Angeal.

With a single thrust Angeal was inside her soon to be moving. Zack let out a moan now remembering the feeling of him inside her and how good it felt. Oh she had missed this pleasure for so long it seemed. She smiled as she moved her hips with Angeal's just wanting him to never stop.

Zack had forgotten how good Angeal was in bed—or the sofa—of the shower—or the kitchen, it was hard to say when they actually done it every place she could think of at the moment. Oh well though she was still enjoying him now and he was enjoying her. Angeal hoped Lazard didn't have any cameras near his place because he knew that it wouldn't be long before anyone outside could hear Zack's aching cries.

"Uh, Angeal!" she moaned out getting all her memory back of the great feeling of lovemaking.

"Zack," Angeal managed to gasp out as he slammed his head back against the sofa cushions.

Angeal's hands stayed on Zack's hips and didn't move through this whole process. He liked the feel of her hips bucking him every second. Once they quickened heir pace at the end it wasn't long before Zack climaxed and let out a pleasing moan. Following after was Angeal as he moaned through his teeth and released inside her walls.

Once that was done both smiled and now focused on catching heir breath. If only someone would have told them that, after sex, pregnant women sometimes do feel horrible.

"Uh, uh," moaned and groaned Zack as she lay on the sofa with her arm over her head. "I'm never making love to you while pregnant again."

"And risk getting pregnant again Zack?" asked Angeal standing beside her with a smile.

"You're right," she pointed as she shifted her position a little. "I'm never making love to you again."

Angeal couldn't help but snicker. Even though he didn't know this would happen to her afterwards either he knew something wasn't going to turn out right at the end.