I woke up, laying on Emmett's lap. I smiled warmly, And as soon as I was about to think about when Darilyn comes back, I slapped myself. Not hard, but hard enough to stop myself. I yawned and sat up, looking at Emmett's peaceful face. I sighed, relaxing a little. I clicked on the T.V., turning it down, so it didn't wake Emmett. Then, Suddenly, I felt nauseous. I gulped nervously. I really didn't want to throw up in Emmett's house...Or on him. I rushed to the bathroom, hurling in the toilet. I felt a lot better afterwards, but I was wondering. Why did I throw up in the first place? I walked calmly to Emmett and sat next to him. Maybe it was something I ate. I watched whatever was on the T.V.- I didn't really care, I was too lost in thought.
Wait...
I felt the nausea come back to me, and I try to keep it down, but when I couldn't, I ran to the bathroom, and hurled again. I ran back to the couch.
Ugh, What is wrong with me...? I thought.
"Are you okay, Sallina?" I felt a cold hand on my forehead. I felt like I had turned pale, but I didn't.
"I think, I think I'm sick. I'll be fine."
"Sall-Chan, Are you sure you're okay?"
"Y-yeah..."
"Sallina, You can't get sick..."
"Hmm?" I looked at him confused.
"You're a puppet, remember?"
"Uh, Oh."
"Did- Um, Did we use, er..." He blinked.
"Um, I don't think so..."
"Oh...Well, do you think you can get, um..."
"I can, Sasori made sure I could."
"Oh, Well, Are you...pregnant?"
I blushed, wide-eyed, "Emmett, I don't Know!"
"Well, Maybe we should go to the hospital."
"Oh-Okay." I tried to smile.
He helped me into his nice-looking car, and Drove to the hospital. They took a few tests on me, I usually had to come up with some kind of excuse for a few of my abnormalties. Emmett looked nervous, anxiously answering any question they threw his way, quickly. I had never seen him like this, all finicky, and worried. Finally, We awaited the results, after the final test was done. I looked over at Emmett.
"Sallina?" He asked.
"Yes?"
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-two."
"Twenty-two? You look Eightteen or Nineteen."
"I was Nineteen when I became a puppet."
"Oh. I'm Twenty-six."
"Okay."
We sat in silence, questions running through my mind, None of which i could answer. I really felt like crying.
"Emmett?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you have children?" I asked, curious.
"One, His name is Vancha."
"Oh." I smiled, at least he knows some parenting, just in case.
The questions ran through my mind again, I wanted them to stop. Emmett looked so worried.
"Emmett, I have a solution of what to tell Darilyn."
"Hmm."
"Just tell him that Master Sasori wanted to experiment, so He made me preganant by a Vampire, and you're helping to take care of him."
"No, Sallina, I'm responsible for this too, I'm going to help raise this child." He smiled a somber smile.
"Oh." Is all I could think of.
The doctor came back in, smiling.
"We have the results!" She flashed a grin.
Emmett and I looked at her intently.
"Sallina, You're having a Baby Boy! Congratulations!" The doctor exclaimed. I looked at her, frozen in shock. Emmett gulped.
The doctor seemed confused, but told us we were free to leave.
I walked out of the hospital by myself. We rode home in silence. I looked down, at how I was already starting to show. That was weird...I shpuldn't be showing for atleast another two months. I whimpered.
What if this baby comes too early? I started crying, softly to myself. Emmett cupped his hand over mine.
"Don't worry." he smiled.
"Emmett, Tell me about Vampire birth."
"Okay."
He turned the car sharply to the right, and pulling in the driveway. We stepped out, and stood, side-by-side, leaning on the side of the car.
"Vampire children develope quickly. In fact, You'll be having this baby in about two days, counting today."
I stood, in shock, complete with my mouth hanging open.
"And, in three months, He'll look fourteen."
I just stammered, trying to think of some kind of a answer.
"Oh."
He sighed deeply, and caressed my hand.
"Calm down..." His words seemed to melt into me.
"Well, On a happier subject, What should we name him?" I asked, smiling.
"Huh. I don't know." He looked off into the distance.
I shrugged, "How about Leon?"
"Nah." Then He seemed thoughtful.
"Alexzan." He said, fianlly deciding. It was a name full of mystery, I liked it. I smiled at him.
"That sounds nice."
"Alexzan it is, then."
"Where did you come up with it?"
"My godmother, Kioke, liked it."
I smiled.