It's been a week since we got married and Finley died. The funeral was honoring. Yesterday I started getting sick and emotional. I told Niki about it so she had me spit on a certain flower called noirfraise. The flower turned black. I'm pregnant with our dream child. How do I tell Morpheus?  My heart began to race as I drifted down the hallway to tell him. The thoughts of what I should say what he will do race through my mind. I finally arrive to our room to find Morpheus staring at his hat closet. I lay down on the bed. He whips his head around to find me laying on the bed. He strides to our bed and sits.

" Long day at work luv," he said stoking my face,"You know I can make the stress go away."

" Yeah I know but it's tougher now saying that I'm pregnant with our dream child." I stuttered nervously.

" Uh huh now that you ar- . Wait what. Really?" He asked.

" Yes!" I said as tears streamed down my face. He leaned over and kissed me then my stomach.

" Papa's going to teach you how to properly fly." He sniffled. I laughed and wiped away the tear coming from his eye. We look at each other, he leans in close and we sit there kissing and hugging each other. I don't know what to expect for the next nine months.

Authors note: yay! Dream child named....

Sorry this chapter was REALLY short.