A/N: Did you know that this fic's one-year anniversary was Monday, August 11? Happy Anniversary, Operation: Assassination!

Disclaimer: Plot mine...and that's about it.

Nilto groaned and leaned back in her chair, looking at her iced coffee disdainfully. For some reason, the chilly beverage was not agreeing with her this morning. She didn't know if it was the fact that it had a bit too much sugar or if it was slightly stronger than she liked it, but it was really making her sick to her stomach. Raising from her desk, she winked at her husband.

"I'll be right back, Baby," she said sweetly, taking the iced beverage with her. "I'm going to get something else to drink. You want anything?"

Randak shook his head and continued glancing through the weapons featured on ePay. "No thanks, Sexy," he said. He looked up at her. "You okay?"

"Yeah, just a little under the weather, I guess," she answered. "See you in a minute."

"'Kay...love you," her husband answered, returning to his 'research'.

Nilto placed a hand on her stomach, willing it to settle down as she walked to the breakroom. She really couldn't afford to get sick right now. Since she had taken the part-time bellydancing job with Lily, she had gone part-time with the Turks. Of course, that didn't even factor in her full-time job as wife and mother to two very active children. Plus, they were going to be starting school next week. Yeah, the sickness was just going to have to wait until she was less busy.

Unfortunately, it had other plans.

The mystical Turk barely made it to the bathroom in time before her breakfast made a dramatic encore. After she had finished emptying her stomach, Nilto slumped back against the bathroom stall, wiping her mouth with a piece of toilet paper before flushing the yuck down. Getting to her feet, she exited her stall and went to wash her hands and wash her face and mouth out. Ugh, this sucked. She rarely ever got sick. In fact, the last time she had thrown up was when she...had...been...pregnant...with...Damian.

Nilto looked at her reflection in the mirror and chuckled softly. No, that couldn't be it! That would be just too weird. Kandi just announced her pregnancy. Her body was just playing tricks on her. Wait, why did her boobs just start hurting?

"Okay, quit being silly, Nilto," she told herself firmly. "You're over-reacting. There is no way you are--"

Her private bathroom monologue was interrupted by the door slamming opened and a streak of green hair racing past her to one of the stalls. Nilto winced as she heard Akalara throwing up in a very violent manner. It subsided after a few minutes and soon the sound of the toilet flushing was heard, Akalara stepping out and looking as green as her hair.

Nilto stepped aside and let the other woman clean up. "You okay?" Nilto asked with sincere concern.

Akalara shook her head. "I feel like complete shit," she answered rinsing her mouth out. "I haven't felt this bad since I was pregnant with Az."

Nilto's unique eyes widened. "Um, heh heh, you know," she began, pretty face paling. "I just got sick myself. Same thing. You don't think...?"

Akalara's eyes widened. "Well, they do say that women who work together get on the same menstrual cycle," she said. "I mean, it's possible."

Nilto stared at her hands and bit her lip. "Yeah, but..." she stopped and looked up at her friend. "Pregnancy tests come in two packs?"

Akalara grabbed her hand. "Let's go," she said, dragging the other woman with her.

Two positive pregnancy tests sat side by side in the bathroom; two positive pregnancy tested Turks staring at them in shock.

"We only planned on two," Nilto whispered.

"Holy fuck," Akalara stated, letting her head fall back against the wall. "Okay, there definitely must be something in the water. Three of us pregnant at the same time?"

"Yeah, but--"

Nilto was again interrupted as the door burst opened and a streak of sable and pleated mini skirt scrambled into the bathroom, into a stall and starting throwing up. Akalara and Nilto exchanged alarmed looks as they went to inspect.

"Niki-chan?!" Akalara gasped.

Niki whimpered as she hugged the toilet. "I want my mommy," she sobbed. "I don't really like her, but I want her...right now!"

The door opened again and a streak of blue whizzed into a stall, the familiar sounds of illness coming from inside as Kailani threw up.

"No fucking way!" Nilto exclaimed, shocking her coworkers when her ususally G-rated speech took a decidedly R-rated turn. "This isn't possible, is it?"

The door opened again and Elena walked in, looking positively horrible. She glanced at the busy restroom and groaned. "Guys," she said softly. "I think...I think, I might be pregnant."

Akalara stormed out of the bathroom at that. She returned fifteen minutes later with several packages of pregnancy tests. "Take them," she ordered. "Now."

Positive, positive and positive.

And they were waiting the results for N.C. and Silhouette as well, who had both come into the bathroom to, of course, hurl.

"This can't be happening," Elena stated in shock. "How can we all be pregnant at the same time?"

"It's Kandi's fault!" Niki-chan wailed, curled up against Nilto, the closest thing to a mommy she could find. "She got pregnant and gave it all to us!"

"Niki, sweetie," Akalara said gently. "It's not contagious."

"Then how do you explain this?!" N.C. shrieked, shoving her positive pregnancy test into Akalara's face. Silhouette looked at hers in shock and slid down the wall to the floor.

"Oh my gods," she whispered. "Roxas..."

"Tseng is going to shit a brick," Elena whispered. "Half of the force will be on maternity leave."

Nilto winced as the bathroom door opened. A red-streaked head of hair came in and an eyebrow arched. "Is this a secret meeting I'm interrupting?" Kandi asked with a grin.

"This is your fault!" Niki screamed. "You got us pregnant!"

Kandi stepped back and held her hands up. "Whoa!" she said defensively. "I've only gotten one person pregnant ever and that was a guy. And what the hell are you talking about?"

Akalara gestured to the seven positive pregnancy tests. "We're all pregnant," she told her.

Kandi balked. "Are you shitting me?!" she exclaimed, going to examine the tests. "All of you?"

"I can't be pregnant!" N.C. sobbed holding hands with Kailani and Silhouette. "Demyx and the guys are going on tour soon!"

"Wait a damn minute!" Kandi shouted. "How in the hell can all of you be pregnant at the same damn time?!"

"You started it!" Niki said defensively.

"Now wait a min--"

"Shh, shh, wait!" Nilto said, holding her hand up and listening. She stood up and walked to the side of the bathroom, leaning her ear up against the wall. She heard the unmistakable sound of someone being ill...in the men's restroom. "No way."

All the women rushed out of their bathroom and into the men's room, waiting for the stall to open. Rude exited a stall, wiping his mouth and stopped, staring at the eight women in the men's restroom. "May I help you?"

Kandi's eyes widened. "Are you sick?" she asked.

Rude arched an eyebrow. "Yeah," he answered slowly. "I started feeling really nauseous and then I threw up."

Akalara handed him a pregnancy test. Rude rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses and shook his head. "Humor me," the green-haired woman ordered.

Rude snatched the test and went into a stall. They waited five minutes...

Positive.

"What the hell?!" the large, silent assassin of the Turks bellowed.

Niki pointed at Kandi accusingly. "She did it again!" she exclaimed.

The door opened and Reno entered, looking as green as the rest of them had.

Kandi smirked. "Looks like you did, too, Niki-chan," she crowed.

"Okay, something is obviously going on here!" Elena said. "Guys cannot get pregnant." She glanced over at Kandi who simply arched an eyebrow at her. "Under normal circumstances. Something is going on here."

Kailani looked around. "Give Reno a test," she said. "See if his shows up pregnant."

Reno took the test after a little persuasion (read: black eye) from Rude. Sure enough, positive.

Nilto took a deep breath. "Medical facility?" she asked. Everyone nodded in unison.

"You think we should tell them?" the red-head asked.

The black-haired girl with red streaks in her hair shook her head. "Nah, not yet," she said, tossing a vial of liquid in the air. "They'll figure it out eventually."

"I don't know, Andi," her cohort said with a grin to match her father's. "I mean, for a bunch of skilled assassins, they're pretty dense."

"Well, they'll figure out they aren't pregnant," she corrected. "They won't know we were behind it."

"Oy! You made the stuff! Not me!" Axys exclaimed.

"Yes, but you helped me get it in the water cooler, so that makes you my accomplice," Andria answered with a smirk. "Speaking of which, we need to get rid of that. Better get Az and Bryce. They can help us move it."

Axys nodded and looked at her with wide eyes. "Can I torch it?" she asked pleadingly.

Andria smiled and draped her arm around her friend's shoulder's. "Gotta destroy the evidence, don't we?" she asked.

Axys beamed at her. "So, you know I gotta ask," she said. "What is that stuff? Why did the tests come out positive, especially for Daddy and Rude?"

Andria shrugged as they walked down the hall to find the boys. "I just created an artificial form of human chorionic gonadotropin," she explained. Axys looked at her blankly. "It's the pregnancy hormone," she continued. Axys nodded in understanding. "I put it in the water, knowing it would get in their bloodstream and show up in their urine, thus activating the positive response in the pregnancy tests."

"What made them sick?" Axys asked. "I mean, they all hurled."

"I added a small amount of iodine," she replied. "Not enough to be toxic, but enough to make them ill."

Axys shook her head. "You're a bitch, you know that?" she laughed.

Andria grinned. "Wait until I use it on Courtney this year at school," she said sadistically. "Or...I might wait until we're sixteen. But then again, she might beat me to it."

"Ah, let's just kill her," Axys grumbled. "I hate that little skank."

"I know, right?" Andria said. "Come on. We gotta get ride of that water before someone else gets 'pregnant'."

A/N: I don't know. It just popped in my head. Woot for drunken Muse orgies!