So, I am back (Finally!), and I just found out I won a competition held by blue mountain fairy on her story Different Divergent, which was nice. I like those competitions, so I decided that, because you guys' reviews on the baby didn't reach the target and I would like it if you guys picked the name, AND I am a softy, to turn it into a competition.*clears throat* If anyone can guess correctly what three book fandoms I like according to my profile/stories, or the first person to, will get to PM me their choice of the baby's gender AND full name. Remember: guest reviews don't count on this one. Oh, and thank you SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much for the reviews, they really make my day! :-D

DISCLAIMER: IF I OWNED TFIOS, I DOUBT I WOULD BE ABOUT TO START SECONDARY SCHOOL AND HAVE NEXT TO NO STARDOM.

As soon as I got home, I flopped into bed, where Dreamland awaited me...

~HAZEL'S DREAM~

I wake up on what appears to be a carpet of clouds, but they have a slight pink-ish tinge to them, which makes me suspect they are not normal clouds. I stand up, and look around to find my gas tank, when I discover it is nowhere to be found. I start to panic, and wait for the searing pain in my chest that will undoubtedly come to me, when I notice a label stuck onto what appears to be the same dress I wore to Oranjee (Is that how you spell it?) that reads (the label) "No longer terminally ill". I give a sudden gasp at this new piece of information, which is, of course, easier now that I apparently have no more cancer, and realize I have now got a giant baby bump, about eight or nine months, and that the baby has started to kick now that it knows I am concentrating on it.

"Hey, Hazel Grace." says, a seductive, sexy voice, the same one I fell in love with. I turn to my right, as that's where Augustus Waters' voice was coming from, and fling myself into his arms, not thinking about the huge weight I now bear on my front, and how unstable he must be on his prosthetic leg, but, surprisingly, his strong arms catch me and hold me firmly, no wobble. That is when I notice his outfit: his death suit. The one he wore to Oranjee, the one I last saw him in.

Suddenly, I realize that I haven't even said hi yet, and, too overcome with joy and, oh no, hormones, I just start crying happy tears, which seem to substitute well for a greeting. "Hey, baby, it's okay, I've got you and our little one." he says, gently patting my bump. "Now, I have a little surprise for you." he leads me to Oranjee, which has suddenly materialized just a couple of meters from where we stand, and carefully helps me into a seat, before sitting himself down across from me.

Our waiter is the exactly same one we had had in Amsterdam, and gives us 'all the stars' in the form of the great drink, champagne. Apart from, considering I am heavily pregnant, I am allowed to drink it, and, sensing my confusion, Augustus tells me, "Well, the Capital 'S' Something can grant all your wishes, which is why you are here for the night. Because it is my wish." which makes me promptly tear up.

We both have a lovely creamy tomato soup, my favorite food, and have a giant slice of chocolate cheesecake each for dessert. It turns out that I must be craving the cheesecake, as I eat more than half of Augustus' when he says he is 'very grand and full'. After the meal, Augustus takes me to the Anne Frank house, where we both climb the steps with ease, and share a deep, passionate kiss in the exact same spot as we did last time, and I take his large, warm hands in my small, dainty ones and move them to my swollen stomach, where the baby kicks right on cue, which makes us both laugh.

The room slowly spins, getting faster and faster until all I can see is a blur, and I barely catch Augustus' words, "Keep going, Hazel, you're doing well." before I black out entirely.

~END OF HAZEL'S DREAM~

I wake up hot, sweaty, and wanting to cling onto the vague memory of the dream more than anything, but before I can even organize my thoughts of pleasure on the dream, my mouth fills with vomit, and I barely get my head over the side of the bed before it comes pouring out, taking my petite dinner of potato salad with me. I carry on heavily vomiting, gasping for what little breath the heap of crap I have for lungs can hold, for the next ten minutes, by which point Mom has entered my room with cries of "oh, sweetie" and "are you sure you don't want an abortion?" she says this as if it is a minor thing, but I take it to heart. Why would Mom want me to get rid of my infinity, and doesn't she know the reason for me being a vegetarian? To minimalize the casualties I am responsible for? I reply to her second comment with a death glare, which quickly shuts her up, and she quietly passes me wet washcloths to wash my mouth with every so often.

After I am completely sure I have stopped vomiting, I check the time. 6.30, only 6.30! Well, that explains why it's called morning sickness. I decide to get dressed and to have a shower as to kill time, and by the time I am going downstairs for some toast which will have to do for my breakfast, it is about 7.15. Mom tells me she organized an appointment with my whole doctor team, as to discuss my pregnancy and such, which makes me feel a little queasy as they will all say negative things like, "You should really get an abortion" and "The baby might not even live." The appointment is scheduled for 10.00, so I have some time to kill, which I decide to do by playing on my phone.

At about 9.30, Kaitlyn calls, saying that she REALLY wants to go baby shopping with me, and I tell her that I'll meet her at the mall after my stupid doctor's appointment. So, it turns out that, once you peel away the layers of hormones and morning sickness and doctor's appointments, pregnancy isn't so bad, as you get to shopping, something that, due to Kaitlyn's passion of it, I have grown to love.

So, another chapter that is waaay too short (Again!). If I am lucky, I might have enough time today to write about the doctor's appointment or something, but, at the moment, my mum is barely letting me write this. Actually, if she found me now, she'd freak! Oh, and I have a funny story (Well, to me and my friends *bad grammar, I know* but probably not to you) that links to one of my fandoms, so I will tell it to you ASAP, which is basically as soon as someone wins the competition, which is quite easy, as you all already know one. Oh, and here's a joke:

Person 1: Is that Mars in the sky? Or Jupiter?

Person 2: Yeah, what is it Person 3?

Person 3: I dunno, but I can see UrAnus *geddit?*

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Crickets? Come on, it wasn't that bad. :-C REVIEW FAVOURITE AND FOLLOW AT LEAST FIVE TIMES IS WHAT WILL EQUAL A NEW CHAPTER (THE MINI ONEI TALKED ABOUT WILL, IF AT ALL, HAPPEN REGARDLESS OF REVIEWS TODAY, AS IT IS MINI) OH, AND MAYBE START A COMMUNITY OR WHATEVER? I DON'T KNOW HOW THEY WORK, BUT COULD YOU EITHER START ONE OR TELL ME HOW THEY WORK? THANKS!

~bookgeekfromblackheath