I don't know how long it's been, but she eventually passed out on me all cuddled up in a cute little ball by my side. My alarm went off and woke me up, and I woke Nebula up by moving to grab my scroll to shut it off. She stretched on me and yawned before shoving her face back into my shoulder in a desperate attempt to get some more sleep as anybody would. Of course i nudged her roughly, but not too roughly. "Come on, get up," I said while sitting up.

She moaned with her face still pressed into my shoulder. I propped myself up against the back wall directly behind the bed and held her close to me and combed her messy bed head with my hand. She was pretty much like a child at that point because nobody would want to get up at this hour. I pulled her up against me a little more and she whined some more as she always would every morning. I have to admit that she's always been this stubborn.

I kissed her on the head and removed myself from under her causing her to plop back down onto the bed. "Get up, Neb," I scolded. The only response I was met with was another groan. I went and checked up on the landowner's dogs and made sure that were fed and given fresh water. I don't know if Nebula and I would be considered to be an Ennis or a Jack, but I do know one thing we shared in common. We must keep this relationship secret.

I guess this place is like the mountain. It's secluded, I have to watch over my landowner's herd of dogs, I've got my partner… Maybe this is a Brokeback. I walked in again to begin getting ready just to see that Nebula was still passed out on the bed. I unloaded her weapon and threw it at her. "Get up," I scolded again.

"Alright, alright!" she huffed. She sat up and let the crossbow drop next to her as she rose up, stretched, and yawned. I approached her and gave her a deep, passionate wake-up kiss. Upon leaving to do other things, she anchored me right where I was and kissed me and rubbed the baby and gave it a wake-up kiss too. I couldn't help but giggle since it was just so goddamn cute. She pressed her face up against the baby, but she let me go after a bit.

I grabbed my toiletries and made my way to the front entrance to use the restroom. I promptly began doing my business as usual especially since the baby sat right on top of my bladder. From time to time I would rub the baby just to satisfy my motherly urge to do so. I finally got up and pulled every bit of my undergarments up.

I took a moment to stretch out a bit, but I felt something. I don't know how to describe it, but it was more like… more like… I don't know! It felt like something moved inside me. Wait! Did the baby just kick? Oh my god! Did this really just happen? Was that my baby's first kick? It wasn't long afterwards and I managed to feel it again. Oh my god! It kicked! My baby is kicking!

Nebula slumped in drowsily and tired with her toiletries in hand. I opened the stall door and saw her, so I ran up to her and shook her by her shoulders and scaring the living daylights out of her. "Oh my god, Neb! You're not going to believe this! I can't believe this! Guess what! Guess what! Guess what!"

"What?" Nebula said baffled.

"The baby kicked!" I screamed.

"It… did?" she asked unsure.

I flung my arms around her and nearly brought us both to the ground by doing so. I pulled her arm and put her hand on my stomach so she could feel the baby kick. "O-oh… wow… I guess it really is," she said smiling and nuzzled me. I drew her closer to me just because. I couldn't help it. I was just so overwhelmed by the sheer joy and excitement over my baby's first few kicks. After a bit of that, Nebula asked, "So… can I pee now?"

"Oh," I said said dazed and gestured her into a stall. I guess I got carried away and swept off with all the excitement and hormones that just so happened to decide that they were taking over whether I liked it not I suppose. I just couldn't help but squeal over the fact that for the first time I felt the baby kick. Words couldn't even describe the joy and anticipation I had. I have waited four long months for this moment. Four long months! And it was everything that I had expected it to be.

I still don't even know its sex yet. I had this one cashier once ask me what I was having. Of course, I was oblivious to what he was asking since it didn't cross my mind then until he gestured to the bump under my dress. I replied with, "Well, I hope it's a baby," and went on my merry way out the door. I still crack up every time I think about it. It's not often that I come up with a good smart ass response, but when I do, they're golden and unforgettable.

The rest of the morning carried on as usual. I brushed my teeth, got dressed, went to school, but I felt the baby kick once or twice which I tried hiding, but I found it quite difficult to hide the movement of my dress. The baby would kick pretty hard and in weird spots sometimes. Every once in a purple moon it would kick right on or under my ribs which got pretty uncomfortable and annoying pretty fast when it would happen.

Of course I had Nebula pretty much right by my side, of course, she'd feel the baby kick and hold me close but not too close. When I told Tavi and Gwen, they were ecstatic to hear that the baby was finally moving, and they wanted to feel it move as did practically everybody everywhere. Gwen pressed her face on the stomach as far as she could from the sheer exhilaration of feeling the baby move.

Gwen, despite her multiple efforts, had no luck with all the attempts she made trying to conceive on her own. She failed at it miserably which was quite unfortunate since she obviously wants to bare children of her own. We worried about her pursuing it and how she went about her escapades of course. The one thing that came to mind for me was chlamydia which no one wants especially while trying to bare children. Afraid herself, she went to the doctor to get checked out and luckily didn't have it, but she still had no luck getting pregnant.

I find some strange and bizarre irony in all of this. There I was trying to avoid getting pregnant in every which way by using spermicides, condoms, pills, even the after pills which all failed miserably. To think, I'm the one that wound up getting pregnant as the one who was obviously trying to avoid it, and the one who tried desperately to get pregnant is still not pregnant! All I could think of what 'what the hell'!