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Richard's POV:

I purred as I looked outside a window from in Paris's study and rubbed my tummy, biting my bottom lip. I hope it worked. What if it didn't? I've never been the girl before! What if something is wrong with me as a girl and we don't know it yet.... I blushed and shrunk into the arm chair I was sitting in and brought my knees up to my chest, playing with my dark black hair. I only recently became a girl too.... I think Paris and I have only done it about three times since I've become a girl? Three? Is that right? The whole night and morning has been a blur for me. I just remember Donnie leaving... and then Paris and me... and then I became a girl... and then there was some more... and now it's morning....

"RICHARD! PARIS!" I heard Laurence yell out in a singy voice. "I HAVE NEWS!" I tensed then got to my feet quickly, rushing for Laurence's voice out in the hallway.

"LAURENCE~" I laughed and scooped him up into my arms and hugged him, kissing his forehead then purred. "There you are! What's your news?" I asked him sweetly and bounced him a little in my arms as I held him. Paris appeared then and eyed us over before smiling.

"It's about you~" Laurence explained before smirking and winked. "You're having a girl." I widened my eyes then.

"A-a girl?" I asked him then felt my stone pulse. I gave him a small squeeze before I giggled and looked towards Paris in excitement. I'm going to give him a princess! We'll be able to dress her up and pamper her, and she'll be perfect! I purred and kissed the top of Laurence's head quickly. "Is she pretty?"

"Of course she is~! But you're not going to like what else I have to show you," he muttered before unfolding a newspaper in his hands and showed us a record of an HAHQ being established in our town. Hunters Association's Head Quarters... Paris frowned as he saw the record and favorite headliner of the paper.

"They've made a nest," Paris hissed out in anger before looking at me and frowned slightly- looking uncertain then. "Richard..." I frowned and hissed at him quickly.

"Don't look at me like that," I said and dropped Laurence. I don't like that look. "Paris, we can go to Canada again."

"Here is dangerous now," he whispered softly to me.

"They're nesting everywhere with these," Laurence told us and showed a list of more places they were showing up- big countries like France, Russia, Italy, Canada, America, England, Japan, China, and etcetera.

"Richard," Paris whispered softly. "We can't take the chance," he said quickly. I frowned at him and rubbed my stomach then looked him over.

"We can go to Australia," I whispered and felt my breath catch in my throat. "We can go to the Canary Islands. We'll find somewhere."

"Laurence?" Paris asked softly. Laurence gave a frown then. Paris looked at me then. "We can't," he told me. "We can't let our world be over run by this," he hissed out and pointed at the paper. "Look at that... If we're going to do anything it should be now," he eyed me over then. "But we can't risk hurting you or the baby and I can't do it without you. Even then.... what if they retaliate and find you then harm her? Like our unborn child," he whispered and then rubbed my stomach. "Our moves are for her safety." I smacked his hand away from my stomach quickly and hissed, backing up.

"Ask Louis to help," I told him and frowned. "Ask the council. Ask anyone."

"Richard," he said softly before frowning. "This is for our daughter. We need to come to a decision together on what to do. Anything for her right?" He asked. "We'll place her someplace safe until she can come back to us grown up and able to defend herself. We can't raise a baby with a tense air around us. We'll be on edge daily dreading the day they come in and raid us and possibly hurt her. That's not healthy for a baby." I frowned at him then rubbed my stomach. But she's ours....