Summary: Laura was just your average woman, until a freak accident involving her television set, the Advent Children dvd, and lightning strike transported her to Gaia. And that's only the beginning of the story!

Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own FFVII or Advent Children. Just a single copy of the movie. Now put the pitchforks and torches away.

Queen's Quornor: This is precisely why I miss my computer. I was working on that second half of the wedding chapter, and was just about finished with it, when I foolishly left the window open after signing off AOL when I thought the window had gone down. Well, my mother got on the computer the next morning and found the window; being the nosy mother that she is, she read it and deleted it out of disgust. She deleted the file as well, as luck would have it. And I got a stern lecture (not the first time!) about writing porn on her computer. Fear not; I shall still write and post smut on her computer, as well as mine when I get it back out of storage. You can just be assured that I'll be making ABSOLUTELY sure the windows have gone down next time! The bad news is that I can't rewrite the reception/honeymoon chapter. That chapter was typed late at night, and I can't remember much of what I wrote. Am I happy about this? No. Dare I risk rewriting it when I know my mom's watching for it? Also no. I value my continued existence, thank you very much! So, sorry about the last chapter, but it's not going to be coming back. Here we are, skipping about six months into the future after the wedding... Oh, and we're switching to Kadaj's POV for this chapter. Laura will be back in the next one. She's just a bit too exhausted for commentary in this one, you understand.

And Baby Makes Three

Kadaj had never seen a birth before. He had only ever known about sex when it came to reproduction, not pregnancy and labor. Laura's pregnancy had been as difficult for him as it had been for her: he had had to deal with her mood swings, morning sickness, odd cravings (and the late night grocery runs that went with them), daily aches and pains, and of course The Bump. That thing had been in her way, in his way, in everybody's way!

But now that it was gone, Kadaj was surprised to realize that he actually was starting to miss it. It would be a long time before Laura woke him up at some ungodly hour of the night again, when he was exhausted from his job to inform him that the baby was kicking and she wanted him to feel it. They wouldn't be able to do an impromtu dance in the kitchen or the bathroom anymore in an attempt to move around each other without hurting The Bump. There would be no more of her endless squirming at night as she tried to get comfortable, at last prompting him to reach out and snake and arm around her upper body to pull her tightly against him, just to keep her still so he could go to sleep.

He'd been to the lamaze classes. He'd watched the movies. But they still hadn't been enough to prepare him for the actual experience of watching his beloved wife go through labor, of pushing their baby out into its new world. It was messy, it was loud, it had given him a headache, Laura had just about pulped his hand squeezing it during the contractions...

But it was definately the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life.

And now it was over. Their daughter was held securely in Laura's arms, her name (Olivia Yazmin Kerrington) written on the birth certificate. The nurses and obstetrician had slipped out of the room to give the new family time to get used to each other. Kadaj was propped up on the bed beside his wife, one arm around her shoulder as he examined his daughter.

Silver hair, darker than mine... Eyes are blue, but they're supposed to be that color right now, right? Rosy cheeks... The longest fingers and toes the nurses have ever seen... She's got Laura's face, but my nose and mouth...

"She's beautiful," he murmured, reaching out with one finger to stroke the sleeping infant's velvety profile.

"She's ours," Laura retorted softly. "She was worth all the heartbreak and pain. More than worth it."

Kadaj arched one brow at that before understanding hit. Oh.

Laura hadn't been talking about the hell she'd been put through physically since she'd gotten pregnant.

"Want to have more just like her?" he asked, shifting the mood back and away from painful memories.

"Give me some time to think it over, ok?" Laura transferred her gaze from the angelic face of their baby to the softened countenance of her husband. "Thank you, Kadaj. For everything."

"There's no need to thank me." He leaned in to press a kiss to her left temple. "I love you, Laura."

"I love you too, Kadaj."

Baby Livia stirred then, fussing quietly. The noise attracted one of the nurses, who came in to show Laura how to breast-feed her new daughter.

Watching his wife give nourishment to their child, Kadaj was unable to recall a time when he had ever been so content with his life. So at peace.

And I found it without you, Jenova. Turns out I didn't need you after all.