The song here is "Give Me a Reason" by Three Days Grace.

Give Me a Reason

It wasn't long after Clara returned to the apartment with Ginger that Nerilla knocked on the door. She opened the door and prepared herself to hear her lieutenant complain. However, when she invited her in, the demon only offered to help her in any way. Let the sucking up begin!

"I can get you some tea or organic foods." She said and Clara smiled.

"Crowley will do that for me." she replied and smiled even more when Nerilla seemed a little disappointed. "But you can do me a favor." She said and the demon beamed. Might as well use this willingness to do anything to her advantage. "Find Viviane Cromwell and place her away from all other souls that are to be demonized." She added and Nerilla raised an eyebrow.

"Not demonize this soul?" she asked.

"No, keep her safe until I figure out her deal." She said and Nerilla nodded. "I didn't get a good look, but I don't think there's something right about her deal." She added and Nerilla nodded and was about to leave, when Clara cleared her throat.

"What was going on between you and Nikolai back there?" she asked and Nerilla hesitated as if she had forgotten, then grinned as she turned to face her Queen, remembering the moment in question.

"Just who's your favorite." She replied and waited. When she got the hint that Clara wouldn't clear the confusion, she nodded and left the apartment.

As soon as the door closed and Clara turned around, there was another knock at her door. She opened it and sighed with a grin on her face, inviting the smiling Knight Nikolai to step in. As soon as he stepped foot into the place, he grinned like the Cheshire Cat.

"You got your dream job." She said with a grin of her own. Only then, his faded and he looked a little saddened.

"Actually, I'm only to be your bodyguard whenever Crowley isn't around… which is never these days." He said and Clara couldn't help but laugh. She knew her lover would conjure up such a deal! He did jealousy very well, making it look classy and sexy even.

"Well, you have a long time to wait in order to babysit." She said with a grin and he shoved his hands in his pockets and gave a half smile.

"Or not." He said and when she raised an eyebrow of confusion, he looked at her body. She looked down at herself and then back up at him, as if she didn't see his point. "Is it just me, or is the little Hell Cookie growing stronger?" he asked and Clara first knit her eyebrows together at the nickname, but then looked down at her body again, as if trying to sense it.

"I guess a little." She said and glanced back up at him. "Can't believe I didn't catch that." She added and Nikolai approached her with that half smile.

"Ah, don't worry about it. You're still surprised." He said and she grinned at him. "I bet after a few days, you'll notice its every bit of growth." He added and she narrowed her eyes at him playfully. "You'll be the first to know if it's male or female." He said and there was a dark glimmer in her eyes mixed with what seemed like amusement.

"I'm hoping for a girl." She said and Nikolai let out a small laugh.

"Of course." He said and when she sharpened her gaze on him, he laughed again. "Hey, personally, I do too." He said and she continued to stare at him until he looked away, grinning. "I'm just saying, one Crowley is enough. But we could use more of you." He added and she let out a soft laugh.

When he glanced back into her eyes, they shimmered, letting her happiness show. No one but Crowley ever got to see that in her, and lately, Nikolai has been catching glimpses of it. He considered himself lucky to be so trusted by the Queen of Hell. He really was her favorite, besides Crowley, naturally.

"Can I feel the baby?" he asked and when she stopped laughing, her smile slowly faded and was replaced with a curious type of confusion.

"You serious?" she asked him and when he smiled, as if begging, she sighed and placed her hands on her hips. "Fine." She said as she exhaled, sounding annoyed.

He was sure to gently place his hand on her stomach and only feel for a couple of seconds.

There, he could feel a darkness stirring and it made him smile. It was unlike any demon in Hell. The one thing he noticed immediately was that it resembled its mother. This child was going to be a Cambion, but with slightly more of a demonic essence than Clara. Didn't matter, the child was going to be the most precious treasure of Hell.

When he pulled his hand away, smiling, meeting Clara's eyes, he found she was looking behind him. When he turned, there stood a very unimpressed King of Hell. Nikolai sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, give me a break!" he said and even threw up his hands for a dramatic flair. "I wasn't doing anything. Geez, you have bad timing when it comes to walking into a room." He added and then Crowley narrowed his eyes sharply at the Knight calmly despite his obvious rage.

"I disagree." He replied and approached as Ginger growled excitedly for some strange reason. "I walk in and find you touching my Queen." He said and Nikolai heard Clara sigh from behind him. "Seems I have perfect timing."

"It's not like he was feeling me up, Crowley." she said and Crowley kept his gaze intensively on Nikolai. "Alright, if you're going to continue acting like an ass, I'm taking this pregnancy elsewhere." She said and both men turned their gazes on her.

Her arms were crossed over her chest and she looked dead serious.

"Darling," Crowley began, but Clara didn't give him the chance.

"I won't have you two fighting about me. I'm pregnant, not dying!" she snapped and both, even the Hellhound, seemed to wince slightly, almost unnoticeable, but enough for Clara to know her message was well received. "Nikolai, go do something uselful and Crowley," she said, narrowing her eyes on her lover. "My feet are killing me." she added and a grin slowly spread on his lips.

"A rub, perhaps?" he asked and she sighed.

"What else?" she asked him and his grin widened.

"I can think of a few things." He said and Nikolai made a sickening grunt.

"Just wait until I leave. I don't want to see something that will scar me for eternity." he mumbled, obviously referring to Crowley, and walked out, closing the door quickly behind him. Crowley was now smiling, clearly making a mental note of how to get rid of Nikolai without any fuss.

Clara sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the back of her neck as Crowley sat beside her, pulling her legs onto his lap.

"You're quite stressed, love." He said and she shot him a glare.

"I wonder why." she said harshly, but he ignored it.

"I suggest you rest during the pregnancy." He said and when he lifted his eyes to her, his smile faded, letting her know that he used the word "suggest" heavily. He would have given her an order, but she was his equal. However, he really wanted her to rest; it was in her best of interest.

It seemed she could see it in his eyes and once she sighed, looking away, he knew she agreed.

"This is going to be boring." She said and he grinned. When she glanced back at him, there was a hint of defiance. "Don't expect me to never step foot in the office." She said and his grin broadened, knowing very well that she would take his suggestion, but also do what she wanted. That was his Clara: very much like him.

"Yes, Dear." He replied and she watched him, as if trying to figure out if that was sarcastic or sincere.