In the meantime, Selene had already moved her mother into another room, softly stroking her cheek, "Shh, that's it Momma. Just like when you were a fledgling. That's it, good, little more now, good cheri."

Mana latched onto Selene's wrist but took just enough to calm the wave in her stomach, "T-thanks."

A frown crossed her daughter's face, clearly disapproving, "Take more."

"No," the teen turned away. "You think I don't smell you when you bleed yourself? And I can't see you clearly aren't fed proper. Take me to the infirmary baby I won't risk you for myself." Her voice was weak but her words stern.

"I'm fine Momma. A bit more and you'll be ok. Please, I know you hated him but it's strong," Selene pleaded on the verge of tears.

"Save it for the baby," Mana offered her a weak smile before closing her eyes.

"I'll have more tonight! Besides she's being weaned," she continued to plead.

"Baby please? Besides I don't think I could take another ravishing right now," her mother smirked.

Selene cocked her head confusedly, whimpering, "You're pale! You look dead!"

"I am dead baby," Mana laughed softly. "I have an prenatal with Fred in an hour anyway. I'm sure she'll see me early."

All the immortal woman-child could do was whimper, clearly on the verge of tears.

"I'll be okay baby, just not enough sleep I'm sure," her mother tried to reassure her only to cause her to burst into tears.

"Please! A little more?" Selene sobbed.

"I said no Selene." Mana stated firmly, eliciting yet another sob from her daughter.

"Fine die on me then! You won't be the first parent to!" The older female wailed before fleeing the office in tears.

Mana whimpered softly as she lay alone in the room. "Um, infirmary? Please?" She couldn't even call someone since her cell was in the apartment and she was way too weak for a mind link.

Slowly the stranger peeked in, "Are you alright ma'am?"

The teen groaned softly as she tried to sit up, "You again?" She frowned, "Wouldn't happen to know where the medical floor is would you?"

"I think so," the girl inched closer. "Are you ok? You look like you were attacked."

"Attacked?" Mana parroted, frowning some. "Hardly, just uncomfortably pregnant."

"There's blood all over your mouth," the stranger pointed out.

The teen reached up slowly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and sure enough it came away smeared with blood, "Oh, it's nothing. Just my daughter thinking food solves everything," she smiled weakly.

"You're a vampire then?" the blond girl narrowed her eyes some at her.

Mana was getting suddenly uncomfortable with the situation, and the fact that no one knew where she now was. "Er, it's pizza sauce?" she tried to scoot back some.

Gently the girl held out her hand, "Lets get you to the infirmary."

The abandoned mother's hand shook slightly as she hesitantly took the girl's hand, "Thank you."

Nodding, the stranger helped her into the hall seeing Spike headed their way. Mana leaned against the wall as her gaze fell on spike, a smile brightening her pale face as she reached out to him. She'd feel a lot more comfortable in Spike's arms truth be told. "Hey baby!" she said weak but happy.

"'Ello love. Make a friend did we?" The Brit flashed her a devilish smile.

The teen smiled faintly, her knees clearly shaky. The stranger's soft blue eyes locked to his darker ones, her dark blond hair in soft loose curls, "My name is Trinity. I think your friend here needs a doctor sir."

Mana latched onto his arm when he got near enough, taking his hand and pressing it to her middle where, with some concentration small fluttery movements could be felt, "She's hungry baby."

Smiling softly Spike nodded, "Let's see if the Pixie brought takeout." After thanking Trinity, he helped his bride to the elevator.

Once inside she leaned on her husband, her movement careful and slow, "I kind of feel like redhead tonight." At this he laughed.