So here's chapter two! Thanks for the reviews :)

Pregnant? How could I be pregnant? No, no, no. I'm a soul. How could I possibly take care of an innocent human child? I just don't have the discipline to take care of them. I may be kind enough I guess, according to everyone I'm pretty nice, but how would I ever be able to scold something so tiny and sweet like a child? Not to mention my host is only still about the physical age of 20. I'm just so not prepared.

Doc and Ian stare at me as I sit with my mouth hanging open. I can hear Ian chuckling slightly and he sits beside me on the end of the cot before entangling our fingers and kissing me on the cheek gently. I am still unresponsive. Seeing the predicament, Doc reacts.

"Wanda, it's okay. We haven't actually done any tests. We can't really but you are definitely showing some of the signs. You've been throwing up a lot and you've been irritated and your head hurts. Do you ever get weird food cravings?" He asks sounding excited.

"Uh, I guess. If wanting chocolate covered Cheeto's counts…" I'm sure it did. Based on the chuckles I received from both, it did.

"Yes. That definitely counts." Doc says. I can see in my peripheral vision that Ian is grinning ear to ear. Of course. But does he understand how crazy it would be to have a child in this world? Despite me being a soul, I don't want for my child to have their bodies taken away. I want to see what their personality is. I don't want them to have the maturity level of an adult when they're physically an infant. I want to hold them and comfort them and rock them. I want them to be mine. I'm sure Ian would feel to same way. Would I ever be able to get over it if they ended up taking away my baby? Then again, it isn't even my baby is it? It's the host's baby.

I can feel Ian's eyes on me so I turn to meet them. "Aren't you happy?" His voice is high and the words are spread due to his smile. I bite my lip. How am I supposed to word this?

"I'm scared." I say. I think that covers just about everything. He pouts a bit at me in contemplation. Ian doesn't over use words. When he does speak, it is poetic. He chooses his words carefully and what he doesn't say, he can communicate with his eyes. I am one of the few people who can read his eyes. I think he agrees. However, I can still see the sparkle of joy hidden behind the clouds of logic and worry.

"Well, that's about it I guess… I'm no more use to you at the moment." Doc sighs. "You can go back to your guys' room. Sleep Wanda." He scolds, pointing his finger at me. I give him a halfhearted smile before turning back to Ian who, naturally, scoops me up with a laugh then carries me back with him to our room.

"Wow…" Ian sighs, looking to me. I rest my head on his chest, suddenly very tired. "I can't believe it." I can tell he's smiling by the tone of his voice.

"I can't either." I whisper into his chest.

"They're gonna be so beautiful and kind." He breaths back to me.

"I hope they're like you." I tell him. I look at his face and see that he is grinning.

"No, I hope they're like you." He contradicts, still grinning hugely.

"They won't be… they'll probably end up however this host was before." I frown a bit before nuzzling back into his chest. I wish that I could just be human, fully human, and then this baby would actually be mine.

"You never know. They may gain those traits by watching you." Ian reasons. I decide not to push the argument. Melanie wouldn't even call this type of thing a disagreement by her and Jared's standards. I don't know how they could possibly argue that much and still be that in love. It doesn't make sense to me.

It doesn't take long for us to get back to our small room. Because of all the raids we've been going on, all the rooms are more decorated now. I was able to get a solar powered lamp and some new blankets for our room. All the rooms seem a bit homier now.

Ian slides me gently from his arms onto the mattress and pulls the blanket up around me. "I'm going to go get you some Cheeto's okay?" He says with a chuckle. He is turning around to leave but I snatch his hand.

"Can you stay?" I ask with a smile. I feel kind of selfish asking that. Maybe he's hungry too. Then again, I feel selfish letting him go and get something for me. Thankfully, he gives me his beautiful half smile of his and sits on the edge of our bed then takes my hand in both of his.

"What's concerning you?" He asks. His eyes glitter with kindness.

"I don't know. I just feel like I'm going to be such a hindrance. I won't be able to do any work." I tell him. It's true but it's not really what I'm concerned about.

"That's okay. You remember when Melanie was pregnant? We all just worked a little more. It's no big deal. But what else?" It still baffles me after all these years just how easily he can see through me. It's like I'm an open book.

"Uh…" He raises an eyebrow. I bite my lip and continue. "I just feel bad. I'm not this kid's mother; I'm the thing that took away its real mom. I feel like a parasite." I explain. The corners of Ian's mouth were pulled down slightly in a small frown.

"Don't say that Wanda. Just because kids are adopted doesn't mean that they don't call their adoptive parents their parents." Ian says with a shrug. I raise my eyebrow. That is not exactly what I was going on. Oh gosh I feel rude. Ian blushes a bit and covers up his past argument. "But seriously when you connect with a host, you become part of their body right? You become connected to them. So scientifically you are partially their mother." That was a little more on target. Still. I smile at him because I know that he is really trying to make me feel better. I feel so selfish. I squeeze Ian's big warm hand and pull him down so he's lying beside me. He pulls me over and rests my head in his chest.

I love the way that my head fits perfectly into the hollow of his shoulder. I love how my arms are just long enough to wrap around his waist with no extra arm length. I love how small I am so he can completely wrap his arms around me.

I can feel myself drifting off to sleep as Ian continues to stroke my hair with one hand and draw circles in my back with the other. I would like to say that I feel into a dreamless peaceful sleep, but I didn't.

Sorry. Kinda dumb ending. Fail cliffhanger. Oh well. I didn't really like this chapter but I was just speed writing so ya haha. Please give me suggestions on what to fix. I would really appreciate it! :)

-ng7