Olivia tried to sit up in bed, hearing Dr. Thompkins lecturing Dick. She didn't like it. What place was it of hers if she got pregnant? That would be between her and Dick.

When she tried to stand up, she plopped back down on the bed. It hurt to try to stand. She rubbed her belly and thighs, which hurt badly.

"Can you even tell yet?" she heard Dick demand. "It's a little too early to tell, right?"

"Of course it's too early to tell right now, but you need to face reality!" Dr. Thompkins shot back.

Dick looked out the bathroom door and saw Olivia trying to get up again. He ran out to stop her from falling flat on her ass.

"Don't mention this to Bruce," he mouthed at Leslie.

Dr. Thompkins gave him an exasperated look. "You know I don't divulge my patient's medical information. I'm going to be back in a three weeks to check on Olivia."

"Here?"

"Would you prefer to bring her into the clinic?"

"I guess not," Dick mumbled.

Olivia ended up staying at Dick's place for the next three weeks, deciding they'd figure out what they were doing after that. He'd took her to her place to get some things.

It didn't surprise her much that Dick thought she wouldn't see him take a peek as she ransacked her underwear drawer and collected up her sleepwear. Didn't men always want to know what women wore to bed?

Three weeks later, Olivia found herself submitting to another examination by Dr. Thompkins. She'd had to take a pregnancy test, even though Dick had had her take a home pregnancy test a few days before.

Olivia wondered if Dick had already told Dr. Thompkins the test was positive. Especially when she heard Dick ask Dr. Thompkins if she needed a special diet. He seriously thought she couldn't hear?

"I can hear!" she called out, just to prove a point.

Dick flushed. "Sorry..."

Dick frowned after Dr. Thompkins left. He suddenly felt like someone was watching them. Just as suddenly, the feeling was gone.

He poked his head into the bedroom, where Olivia was still getting dressed, taking her sweet time. He was about to speak when he noticed her adjusting her breasts inside her bra. His jaw dropped.

"Stop staring."

Dick closed his mouth. "Sorry. I...uh..."

"You what?" she asked.

"I forgot." His eyes studied her. He hadn't had much chance to really look at her when they'd had sex three weeks ago.

"You're staring again."

"Sorry," he repeated again.

Olivia put started to put on her shirt, but Dick was suddenly, kissing her. "What? What's with you?"

Dick's fingers traced from her neck down to her breasts and then her belly. He hand stopped. He looked into her eyes earnestly. "You're having my baby."

"I haven't even decided if I'm going to have it," Olivia said, pushing him off her.

"What?" he looked at her as if she'd said the most hurtful thing ever to be said to him.

"Think about it. What kind of parents would we be? Me with a sex disorder and you being a costumed vigilante."

"I'm the father! Don't I get a say in this?"

"I'm the one sitting here with a parasite inside me, Dick."

"A...a parasite!" Dick exclaimed. "It's a baby!"

"It's...a tadpole. I'm going to go home now. Are you driving me home, or do I have to call a cab?"

Dick looked at her glumly. "I can't stand by while you have my child killed."

"It's not a child at this point. It's...a little parasitic ball sitting in my uterus. I'm the wrong person to be having a baby. How could I possibly hope to have a baby if I go wild every month? I can't look after a baby if that goes on all the time. Thanks for helping me make up my mind. I guess I'll have to call a cab."

"I can't just let you abort it."

"You have to. I do know the law. You can't stop me from it. I'm going home. I'm getting an abortion and then I'm going to get sterilized so this can't happen again."

Two weeks later

It was agony for him to know what was going to happen. He was torn between trying to stop her and letting it happen for her peace of mind.

Dick managed to find out when she planned to get the abortion. He arrived at the clinic shortly after she did. He sat in his car, not sure he should go inside in a last ditch attempt to stop her.

Within fifteen minutes, she was back outside, tapping his window. He rolled it down.

"I can't do it. I hope you're happy," she said.

Dick straightened up in his seat. "You're...you're going to have it?"

"Don't get excited. I'm not keeping it."

Dick didn't like this. "You want to adopt it out? I'm not signing the papers."

"I'm certainly not keeping it, Dick. I would be among the worst of mothers." She lowered her voice, "and your lifestyle is the wrong one for taking care of a baby, isn't it?"

"I can't let someone else raise him, Olivia."

"I'm the one pushing this thing out in eight months."

"That doesn't change anything! You have to have the consent of both parents to adopt it out!"

"I can always get a court order."

"You wouldn't... People can't know that... They can't know what I do."

"Then start being reasonable! I'm protecting it. You don't get that? You're a costumed vigilante and I have mad scientists hunting for me."

Dick shut his mouth, frowning. He should have thought of that before trying to change her mind.