You're pregnant by who?!

~7~

Mya drove back to the office after finalizing her scheduled appointment with the secretary.

'What am I going to tell Blitz? He can't know that I'm pregnant, because if he does he'll accidentally say something to Stolas. Maybe I can just say I'm sick and need some time off,' she thought to herself, driving down the road. "No one can know. If they find out they could be in danger...I can't let that happen," she said quietly, jumping a little when she felt her phone vibrating in her pocket. She picked the phone up and answered it. "Hello?"

"It's nice to hear your voice again, Mya," a sultry voice purred into the phone, making Mya nearly swerve off of the road.

"What the fuck?! How did you get my number?!" Mya yelled.

"I have my ways, my little imp," Stolas said. Mya could feel him grinning over the phone and was so close to just hanging up on him.

"What do you want?" Mya asked.

"Why so cold? You were so loving toward me when you were choking on my cock," Stolas purred.

"I have no recollection of doing any of that," Mya lied. "You could have raped me for all I know."

"Oh no, I would never," Stolas said. "You were begging for me to be inside of you."

"What do you want?" Mya repeated.

"You've been acting strange lately. You look thinner than before, have you been eating?" Stolas asked.

"I'm fine," Mya said. "I'm the last thing you should be worrying about."

"That's what you think," Stolas said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mya asked, before hearing the tone dial. "Weird beaked fuck," she muttered, turning off her phone as she drove. 'Could he have figured it out? Does he have someone following me?' she thought, beginning to feel paranoid. "I shouldn't stress, stress is not good," she said, taking deep breaths. "Deep breaths," she said, continuing to drive. "Deep br- oh cool food truck," she said, pulling over. She got out of the car and walked over to the truck.

"What can I help you with?" the worker asked.

"Can I get three of your cajun shrimp tacos?" Mya asked, after looking over the menu.

"Anything else?" he asked.

"No, that's it," Mya said, paying for the tacos.

"Alright, they'll be out in a bit," he said.

"Okay, thank you," Mya said, walking off to wait so that she wasn't holding up the forming line. Once she picked up her order, she thanked the worker and took her food to her car. She began eating her tacos happily and got back onto the road. "Fuuuck, food truck food is so good," she said, eating as she drove down the road.

~Some time later~

"Hey, you're finally back," Moxxie said.

"Yeah, had to get something checked out, then I got hungry," Mya said.

"Yeah, we're glad you're okay," Millie said.

"Thanks," Mya said.

"Great, you're back, Nello. We were just about to close up," Blitzo said. "After dealing with his bullshit I'm too tired for another client."

"That's fine," Mya said. "Bodyguarding is exhausting. Well I'll see you guys in the morning," Mya said, putting her weapons away and heading out of the office.

"See ya, Nello," Blitzo called. Mya waved and headed back out to her car.

'Now what?' Mya thought, getting into her car. "I guess I just go home now?" she asked herself, starting her car up. She pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road heading home. Once she was home, Mya showered quickly and began getting ready for bed. "I'm so tired," she muttered, changing into some comfortable clothes. She climbed into bed and turned off the light, before laying down. She wiggled around to get comfortable and began slipping out of consciousness.