I've finally gotten around to updating! As for the prologue, I'm starting a new fanfic out of it (who knows when I'll get that done!).

In other news, I'm totally digging school! Like I said, my new school's great, but it'll take me a while to get school on lock. Of course, it'll also take me a while to update.

This chapter is dedicated to my reviewers. If it weren't for you guys, this chapter wouldn't be up!

Chapter 3

Sadie's Age: 20

2 Months Pregnant

"Sadie! GET UP!" Carter shouted. I groaned, partially because of Carter's annoying wake-up call, partially because the most dreaded day of my life had come: my twentieth birthday.

You know, it's quite funny how my birthdays have never been good. Exploding birthday cakes, possible apocalypses, stuff like that. But my twentieth birthday seemed worse than earlier ones—I was to face my parents with a few… shocking truths.

Nothing could have prevented anything, so I rolled out of bed, and stumbled to the breakfast table.

Carter was already seated. He smiled at me. "So… you're going to tell Mom and Dad?"

I shut my eyes. Carter had been continuously reminding me to tell the world about my pregnancy for the last five weeks. "Yes, for the LAST time—yes! Gods!"

"Okay! And about Anubis—"

"Carter, I told you, I might not see him!" I hoped I wouldn't see Anubis, at least.

Even with my anxiety growing by the minute, I managed to wolf down my breakfast (which was a bag of lychees from New York's Chinatown—one of my cravings) and get dressed. I sat on my bed, staring at the mirror on my closet's door.

"Sadie, do you know what day today is?" Bast asked, trying to cheer me up.

"Yes," I answered glumly. "It's my birthday."

"You get to visit your parents in the Duat!"

"Uh-huh."

Bast sighed. "What's the matter, Sadie? I know you're nervous about—"

"Well, you don't act like it!" I immediately regretted my reply. Bast, my protector and cat for fourteen-years-and-counting, frowned and left me alone.

But not long after, Anubis walked up behind me out of nowhere. Gods, how I wished he would stop doing that! My hopes of not meeting him were crushed, but I wasn't going to tell him everything like I had promised Carter.

"Care to come with me, Lady Kane?"

I glared at him. He was as stunningly gorgeous as ever, unlike me, twenty years old and not to mention pregnant. He was wearing his funeral attire, a suit and a bow tie. I supposed this was his birthday attire too. His eyes sparkled and he was actually smiling. Why was everyone so bloody happy?

He noticed my unhappiness, and tilted his head. "What's wrong, Sadie?"

I sighed and collapsed onto the bed. "I'm twenty, and you're… you're—I don't know," I half-lied. "Plus, you've just walked into my room without my permission!"

He blinked. "So? Mortals…" He sighed, then decided to grab my hand and (once again, without my permission) whisked me away into the Hall of Judgment.

"Maybe you should consider safer transportation next time, and if anyone comes looking for me, start planning your own funeral soon," I grumbled, brushing myself off. Being his usual annoying self, he slipped into his jackal form, and trotted away.

I spun around to face Osiris's throne. Dad was on his throne, of course. Mum floated towards me and enveloped me with what felt like a cloud of warm air.

"Hey Mum," I muttered. She released me from her 'hug.'

"Oh Sadie," Mum cried. "You're twenty already! You know, time is hard to keep track of here in the Duat."

"I know."

"Look Sadie, we just wanted you to know that we're really proud of you—with college, magic, everything. We won't hold you for long, just for a chat," Dad, or Osiris, said. He had sensed my discomfort.

I couldn't hold in. I was an expert liar, but lying to my 'recycled' father and ghost of a mother? "I'm pregnant," I blurted.

Silence struck the Hall of Judgment. Even Ammit the Devourer stopped growling. "Oh!" My mother exclaimed. She was genuinely shocked, but was also genuinely happy.

"Who's the father?" Dad asked. I couldn't tell if he were happy or not, but he sure was curious. I'd never told my parents of any boys, but I suspected that Dad knew about Anubis.

I bit my lip. Sure, that jackal was more than insufferable, but I still loved him. I had my morals and I wasn't going to rat on him for something that wasn't totally his fault.

Flashback

I stared at Anubis. His brown eyes seemed darker and bigger than ever.

"Sadie?" His eyes met mine. "Are you… sure about this?" Anubis was fighting his instincts, and he was losing.

I closed my eyes. What was wrong? Quite nothing—everything was perfect…perfect.

"Yes."

End Flashback

"Sadie?"

"Well," I shifted uncomfortably. "He's good looking—"

"Which ugly boy would Sadie ever fall for?" Dad joked. I felt my face redden. "But really, who is he? Or at least—"

"Julius, spare Sadie the embarrassment. It's her birthday, dear," Mum said gently.

Dad reluctantly dropped the topic. We continued our conversation—the first in a year—with tension lingering in the air.

But for the first time since Apophis's defeat, I felt proud of myself. A heavy load was lifted from my shoulders.

A/N: Not so fast, Sadie! Next chapter will be about the childbirth (probably) and will be from Anubis's POV (also probably). Stay tuned!

Don't for get to review, and give me some name suggestions (preferably female) for the baby! OR ELSE... ANUBIS WILL ATTEND YOUR FUNERAL VERY SOON!