It had been a few days, since her capture, and Dewei dropped by to see her frequently, but refused to tell her anything about Ling.

Dewei still sent Lan Fan lusty, and sly looks; she just hoped that he wouldn't lay a hand on her, inapproriately. He, also, carried himself more confidently, probably trying to be more seductive. Today, though, he had more of a bounce in his step than usual.

He came towards Lan Fan, almost smugly, like he owned her.

He barked some commands to the guards, and they left. Lan Fan, immediately, craned her neck, looking for any signs of the guards returning.

Dewei stepped forward, and unlatched Lan Fan's cell.

Dewei moved, almost fluidly, in to the enclosed space.

Lan Fan noticed, out of the corner of her eyes, that the guards were back, and they brought Ling with them! Sadly, Ling barely, looked alive. She was relieved, and thrilled that Ling was at least alive; Dewei had gave the impression that Ling had been dead.

She felt horrified, though, because they kept Ling at a distance, and that Dewei was, still, creeping towards her.

Dewei reached out to twirl designs on Lan Fan's belly, almost lovingly, and Lan Fan felt sick. His other hand reached out a little higher.

"Don't," Lan Fan gasped out, "I'm pregnant!"

Dewei froze. His eyes darkened, and he glared at her.

"Is it his child?" Dewei all, but growled, as he jerked his head towards Ling.

Lan Fan shuddered, but nodded her head.

"That's sad, and we were going to have fun, too." Dewei stretched out fun, in an attempt to sound sad, and dissapointed.

All of a sudden, a gun was cocked, and aimed directly at Dewei!

Dewei, stupidly, spun around, and gasped.

The Amestrian Military had arrived.

The Hawk's Eye was stationed near Dewei with her gun. She was ready to shoot and kill him.