Chapter Six ; An Odd Idea

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Jellal sucked in air, letting out slowly. He weakly pushed himself up on his elbow, blinking furiously, trying to clear his vision.

"J-Jellal!" Erza choked out, as she tackled him in a hug, which caused him to fall back on his back from the force of which Erza launched herself at him. Her cheeks turned bright pink as she realized she had done. She picked herself back up and brushed off her skirt. "I mean, Jellal... you're awake."

Jellal grunted. "I-I talked to myself. My younger self. My... innocent self?" He said the last part as if questioning himself.

Erza noticed the confusion radiating off of Jellal, and awkwardly shifted. "I'm sorry, you're really injured, and you're not okay, but I was just so relieved that you woke up and-" She cut herself off. "Sorry, I'm rambling."

Jellal smiled weakly at the scarlet haired mage, still looking very confused. "I'm fine?" Once again he phrased the statement as a question.

"You're okay." Erza confirmed. "Um, I should probably go get Wendy or someone to check you over, I'm not exactly the healer type."

"Can you ask for Meredy?" Jellal questioned.

"Sure," Erza responded, not at all surprised with his request. "Although you may want someone who knows how to deal with injuries?"

Jellal grinned at her. "Who do you think is the designated healer in our guild?"

Erza gave one last uneasy smile as she went to go find the pink haired mage.

Cana's loud voice broke through the chatter of the guild. "Hey, maybe someone should send for Porlyusica? She could help a lot of us here." She said, gesturing to the injured members of the guild.

Shouts of agreement chroused throughout the hall. The master nodded. "Jet! Droy! I will write a letter for Porlyusica, and the two of you will deliver it. And fast." Jet and Droy nodded in unison.

"Yes master! We will be back in no time at all!" Jet sped off toward the door, seemingly forgetting the letter which prompted the master to yell after them. Droy still trying to get to the door.

"Boys! The letter?" Jet and Droy look at each other, embarrassed.

"Oh yeah. Whoops." Mumbled Droy.

"What a pair of idiots we are." Jet said, shaking his head in disapproval for himself and his friend. As soon as Jet and Droy had left, letter in hand, Levy starts being bombarded with questions about the baby.

"So Levy, how long have you known?"

"Are you and Gajeel married?"

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Were you planning on keeping it a secret forever?"

Levy gave a strained smile. "Just a few weeks. No, we're not married, and I have no idea what gender it is. And no."

Lucy interrupted the next wave of questions before they were even given a chance to begin.

"Levy is really tired and worried, let's all talk later? She has to get her rest." Lucy announced to the crowd as she put her arm around the blue haired woman's shoulder, walking her to a secluded corner. Lucy smiled encouragingly to Levy.

"Don't worry! Soon Gajeel will be back, and Porlyusica is coming to help you and the child! Everything'll be fine." Lucy finished her sentence with fake look of confidence on her face.

Levy grunted, holding her stomach. "It still hurts a bit. I'm worried."

The blonde frowned. "I am worried as well." She looked around the hall. There were many makeshift beds all around, holding injured people. Jellal was in the infirmary, and Erza lead Meredy into that room quite a while ago. That gave Lucy hope that Jellal had woken up.

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