Zarkon was on pins and needles lately, he was well aware that Elara could pop any day now. At any given moment, her water could, she can get attacked by contractions, or she crowns early which is terrifying. Right now, she was sitting up in bed and curious one year old toddlers Helthena and Farah. They had no idea their mom's stomach was so big, they'd stare at it in terror when they see the baby move, which is exactly what was happening, baby Koltor was acting like there was a soccer ball game in the womb. All this going on while Zarkon ranted about her getting up, yes, she got up once, and it's as if she almost died for taking two steps.

"You're supposed to stay in bed Elara. Bed!" Zarkon squeaked.

"You realize I'm pregnant not crippled, right?" Elara sassed.

"And the difference is?" Zarkon asked.

"My gods Zarkon, I just wanted water. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I've done this three times before without complaining, and you act as if you're dying if you have a simple cold." Elara said.

"Without complaining? When you found you were pregnant with Helthena, you cried." Zarkon said.

"True but only because I was already mad at you before we found out." Elara huffed. Zarkon was about to say something before Helthena gave a terrified squeal.

"What the hell was that?" Zarkon asked.

"She saw the baby move, it scares her." Elara said.

"She's doesn't know that she used to do the exact same thing." Zarkon said.

"Of course she doesn't, Farah on the other hand isn't scared at all." Elara said.

"She spends a lot of time with Bellatrix, of course she isn't scared of anything." Zarkon said.

"Good point." Elara said as she smiled when Farah laid her head against Elara's bump.

Days later-

It was late in the afternoon when Elara sat suddenly up in bed, Zarkon was doing something on a holo-pad. She was experiencing cramps, not kicks or stretches from her unborn son, those cramps were contractions.

"Oh dear gods..." Elara squeaked.

"What is it?" Zarkon asked, he was clearly nervous.

"Try not to panick like last time but I'm cramping..." She said through clenched.

"What?!" Zarkon screamed.

"I said DONT PANIC!" She growled.

"Well what do you want me to do smile and prance around?!" Zarkon hissed.

"What I want you to do is get whichever medic is in the medbay in this room now!" Elara practically screamed at him, making him dart out of the room. For some reason, her contractions were faster, closer together, and much more agonizingly painful than her other three labors in the past. All she could do was wait and let her pained tears fall.

Minutes later-

Zarkon and Ulaz rushed into the room to see Elara holding her round stomach and bent over her dresser, trying to get through a brutal contraction without screaming her head off.

"You alright?" Zarkon asked.

"Yes Zarkon, I've never been better." Elara hissed sarcastically. Zarkon gulped nervously and helped her into bed where Ulaz placed some towels down since there was no time to get her to the medbay.

"Zarkon, I swear to the gods... if you get me pregnant again after this child, you won't live to see the next child be born." Elara threatened.

"Ulaz please hurry, I don't like her anger at all." Zarkon pleaded.

"Well it's best that you start pushing now." Ulaz said after making sure she was dilated enough.

"Oh shit..." Zarkon squeaked.

Four hours later-

It was around 11pm when the room echoed with the cries of a newborn. Poor Elara had screamed, cried, and pushed for four hours. It was all worth it now that she had her just cleaned, healthy baby boy in her arms. Koltor looked just like Zarkon, except he had slightly darker colors. Ulaz just left after making sure she didn't lose too much blood. The family knew nothing of the birth and it would stay like that until tomorrow morning.

"My gods he's exact copy of you." Elara said in awe of her son. She did love Lotor as her own but she always wanted a son who shares blood with her, now, she has Koltor.

"He does. Let's hope he doesn't have my temper." Zarkon said as he looked down at the newborn snuggled into Elara's chest. Being the caring space turtle he is, he gladly tied Elara's blue and purple hair back to keep it out of Koltor's face as he slumbered after being fed, burped and put into a diaper. Little did they know, there was a rat among them, one who'd no doubt take Koltor as an easy target....

Baby space turtle-