A/N: It's finally here! I know it took me a long time to update this, but in my defense, a lot has been going on. For example, my birthday was on the tenth, I had a music department trip to go on, and I had Chapter Championships for color guard (we got third by the way. Woohoo!) And then All Chapter Championships is this week. I have practice everyday this week and then I'm leaving for a four day trip on Thursday. You should be grateful you're even getting this. I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE KISSES

Raven and I clung to each other for, well, I don't even know how long. It wasn't until we had both calmed down from our "reunion" that we pulled away.

During our embrace I had moved closer until I was sitting on the edge of the bed. Now I had my hand braced on the other side of her with the other resting on my beauty's cheek.

My eyes roamed over her body. Somehow she seemed even more frail and sickly than when I brought her to this morbid hospital.

The nurses must have changed her into more comfortable pajamas while I was in the lobby. She was now in a snugly rounded pair of pajamas. I placed my hand gently on the bared crescent of Raven's belly where her pajamas wouldn't stretch to.

She didn't react so I leaned down and rest my head on her lap. My arms wrapped around her waist and squeezed as tightly as possible without hurting her. I gently nuzzled her swollen tummy.

It was a few moments until I felt her hands running through my hair.

"I missed you," she whispered. It was so quiet that if it weren't for my acute hearing, I probably wouldn't have heard her.

Nuzzling closer, I responded. "I missed you too. Both of you."

Not long after, her family grew impatient and requested entrance.

I granted it and they had all rushed in, worried and relieved. Mrs. Madison had started to tear up and hugged her daughter tightly.

Her whole family was overwhelmingly concerned and relieved at the sight of Raven being conscious.

Raven was ordered to be in the hospital for a week. Even though she was technically out of the woods, it was still unpredictable whether the baby would be okay or not. The three days had been somewhat uneventful except for some tests and the results from the tap water.

My theory was correct. The lab had found traces of Black Iris in the water.

Unfortunately, that still didn't give us any leads on Luna. Sebastian was still searching for endless every night despite my protests. I tried to tell him that I would search for her after Raven go t out of the hospital but her insisted that he couldn't let someone who hurt Raven and his nephew (He agrees with me that it's a boy. And at some point the dubbed himself "Uncle Sebastian") go unpunished by him.

Just like when she was unconscious, I stayed with her at all times. At first, Mrs. Madison protested saying that she should stay as her mother. Fortunately, Mr. Madison backed me up saying that we were adults with a child on the way and it was time to act like it. If I hadn't been so terrified, I would have thanked him.

I was the at the cafeteria, heating up food for Raven. Jameson had been stopping by to drop off meals for the both of us, claiming that he could never allow us, as a butler, to eat such "poorly prepared hospital meals" and that his cooking was much better for Raven and the baby. I couldn't disagree.

When I opened the door to her room I was surprised to see her awake. Not only that but sitting up and painting her nails.

She looked up at my entrance and smiled. "Alexander"

Returning the grin, I sat down by her feet and placed the tray of steaming food on my lap. "what are you doing?"

"Dr. Zaharu let me borrow her black nail polish. I'll have to get this kind when I get out of the hospital. It works a lot better than the one I usually use," she mused as she brushed the dark liquid onto her pinky finger.

Aren't all nail polishes the same? I thought to myself. As far as I knew, they were all made with the same formula just differing in colors.

"Well hurry and finish up. Your food is getting cold and that stuff smells," I scrunched my nose for emphasis.

Raven rolled her eyes. "Oh please, it's no different from the permanent paint smell in your attic room."

I stuck my tongue out at her which she mirrored and we both laughed.

Whe nshe finished, I removed the nail polish and paper towels off the hospital bed table and set the tray on it. Her eyes just gazed at the food.

"What's wrong?" Was she feeling sick?

"Nothing."

"Then why aren't you eating?"

My girlfriend lifted her eyes, sending an adorable pout at me. "My nails are wet."

That was how I ended up actually feeding her.

Later that day- I had taken to a human schedule, no sunlight came in anyway- I was assisting Raven with her makeup school work. She really was intelligent, she just lacked motivation, as I'm sure all of her teachers were frustrated by.

When someone knocked on the door, she was more than enthusiastic to toss her work to the side and give in to the distraction.

"Come in!" she called.

The door opened to reveal none other than Raven's best friend.

"Becky!" the bed-ridden girl cried excitedly.

The country girl grinned as she walked to Raven's side, enveloping her in a huge hug.

"Raven, it's so great to see you. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever. Alexander called me and told me what happened, I'm so glad you're alright." She held up a vase of assorted colorful flowers and a black teddy bear. "Matt wanted to come but he had soccer practice. These are from both of us."

I smiled and took the gifts from her hands and set them on the night stand. The two girls embraced again.

Becky stayed for a few hours as Raven filled her in on everything that had been happening with the baby, my parents, and Luna. In return, Becky helped my girlfriend catch up on her work- mostly by just giving the answers despite my protests- and informed her of the school's gossip and scandals.

When she left around the end of visiting hours, Raven had a huge grin on her face. It was obvious that she needed some "girl time" with her best friend as she was becoming increasingly irate. Whether that had anything to do with her hormones, I didn't know. Either way, it had done her good.

Raven slumped on the bed and set her hand on her stomach. "I don't feel well," she groaned.

I sat down on the white linens next to her. When she moved to rest her head on my chest, I adjusted so that I was lying on the bed.

"What's wrong, love?"

She smoothed her hand over her stomach. "My stomach hurts."

I nudged her hand away and replaced it with mine. My hand slipped under her clothes and I rubbed her swelling tummy, hoping it would soothe her.

It must have been working because she sank back into the pillows and closed her eyes. I felt her muscles relax.

A few minutes had passed and my rubbing fell into a soft, comforting rhythm when I felt something nudge my hand.

Raven also seemed surprised and opened her eyes.

The little flutter occurred again beneath my palm.

"What was that?"

My girlfriend smiled widely in excitement. "That's the baby. It's kicking!"

I gazed at her in disbelief. "That… was the baby?"

Raven nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! I've been so worried. The last time I felt her move was," she paused for a moment. "well, that day."

I immediately understood what day she was talking about. The day she left to go to her parents' house.

"I was in English class when I felt it. I was so excited to come and tell you…." she fell silent.

My heart was breaking a little inside, my chest tightening. I had been so paranoid, angry, and frustrated that I didn't even try to acknowledge the reason behind Raven's smile when she walked into the mansion that day. As my punishment, it was something important and breathtaking.

Raven must have noticed the devastated look on my face because she reached up and began stroking my hair. "Alexander, its not your fault. It's okay now. And we're both, no, all three of us are together now."

The baby nudged my hand as if confirming that fact.

Then, it really hit me. The baby was moving. Raven's belly wasn't just swelling, it was becoming increasingly rounder as our child grew inside of her. We made that.

He was okay. A huge weight lifted off of my shoulders. I had no idea how worried I really was about the baby's health.

I smoothed my hand over the straining skin of her belly and smiled softly. Scooting down on the bed, I pressed my lips softly to the peak of the gentle swell.

"Hi baby," I whispered. "It's Daddy."

I paused before saying anything else, and looked up at Raven's reaction. She was smiling in quiet content.

"I'm so glad you're okay and moving. You must have inherited you mommy's stubbornness." My chest tightened and a lump formed in my throat. "I hope you know that Daddy loves you so, so much." I kissed her belly one more time and then rest my cheek against her soft skin as I rubbed her tummy with my other hand. The baby nudged my hand a little, almost letting me know that it heard.

The tears that I was holding back flooded my eyes. Whether they were from the happiness of feeling my baby move or the sadness of the fragile state it was in, I couldn't say.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this one! I have been waiting to write this last scene since the beginning of the story. It didn't really turn out the way I planned but I'm honestly too lazy to fix it now.

Review! REVIEWS WILL HELP THE BABY GAIN IT'S HEALTH BACK! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!