"What have you done to me? Did you poison me?" Adria accused her sister as she clutched at her stomach. For the past two hours she'd been throwing up everything she'd eaten in the past two months.

"And tell me again how and why I would do that. Please! Enlighten me!" Her sarcasm was followed by a short chuckle.

"I haven't been able to eat anything with out regurgitating it. What did you do?" Adria was pissed. Avery didn't say a word. The silence drove Adria insane; she grabbed a vase and chucked it at the door right as Ba'al entered.

"Is there something my queen?"

"Just frustrated, do not fret I have killed the Jaffa that has ruined one of my gowns." Ba'al could never see through Adria's lies.

"I thought I heard you screaming at someone. Carry on, and do not forget the feast tonight, or else." Ba'al smirked and left the room.

"Or else what?" Avery was curious, was there a part of Adria and Ba'al's deal she'd never been let in on.

"Or else I get booted out of your body, and Qetesh gets to inhabit you."

"Really? I don't think she'd like that."

"True, are you not telling me something?"

"Well I remember my mother being pregnant with my little brother and this is a sure sign that we're pregnant."

"WHAT?"

"Oh my god! I'm pregnant." Avery started counting and recounting. "John will be so happy! Please eave my body I have to go home!"

"Not a chance. I have to make Ba'al think it's his."

"What!? Oh hell no!"

"Oh yes. Tonight after the feast!"

"Three months and counting, Daniel." Vala snuggled closer to her husband. He let out a long sigh, and held her tight.

"I know, I know! They've searched everywhere already. Every, well, almost every plant in the database." He rubbed the bridge of his nose with his free hand.

"Well what id they aren't on a planet but on a ship that's constantly moving, like Apophis once has when he took Ska'ara"

"That's not very helpful Vala."

"I know, but I'm just worried about her. I mean she can't be dead he obviously needed her for something, and Adria too!"

"She's probably fine. As we speak Adria's probably being tortured by Ava. Lord knows the girl can torture."

"None of my gowns are fitting right, and I can't wear any of my leather!" Adria was throwing another one of her royal fits. They had successfully, rephrase that, Adria, had successfully convinced Ba'al the child was his, and completely grossed out Avery for the rest of her life. Ba'al was not the best at sex...at all, all speculation and no fact. Hell two virgins were better than him.

"That's what happens when you refuse to leave a pregnant woman's body…"

"It just feels weird having this thing growing inside me."

"You mean us!" Avery growled. "And I quite enjoy the feeling of creating life." Just to annoy Adria, Avery ran though all the things that were and will be happening to their shared body.

"Stop! I do not need to know this."

"Well sure you do if you want the baby to be healthy."

"Why? Is it sick…" A flash of worry ran across Adria's face.

"Oh no! Don't ever let that look cross MY face again! That's my baby NOT yours! Never ever again do you understand me?"