There was something about Evey Hammond that always took V's breath away. He couldn't quite put his finger on what it was about her that made him swoon with absolute awe. Of course behind the mask she wasn't able to catch him staring at her and she continued on with her lively work story with great enthusiasm.

"That's when Eric walked in and saw me freaking out. I swear he thought I was absolutely mad. That spider was massive! I couldn't stop screaming!" she said, giggling uncontrollably.

"V, it seems as though your tactics of making me let go of my fear did not extend to my fear of spiders. How sad and pathetic is that?" she asked, briefly taking a sip of her tea.

He remained silent for a moment, lost in thought and clearly distracted. She gave him a weird look and placed a gentle hand on his. This caused him to jump slightly at her touch and he laughed nervously.

"You're quite right, Evey. I do believe my tactics of ridding your fear did not extend to that of your fear of spiders."

Evey gave him a crooked smile and shook her head gently, "You're thinking very hard about something. What is it?"

He leaned back and laughed nervously again, feeling the heat immediately brush his cheeks. He was thankful Evey could not see him blush. "If you are suggesting that I was not paying attention to your story, you are clearly mistaken. In any case, how would you be able to tell?" he asked playfully.

Evey's eyes suddenly narrowed with a mischievous glint, a vast smile spreading across her perfect lips, "Because you hesitated before you replied."

V immediately scoffed in a lighthearted manner at her accusation and quickly stood, gathering their cups and saucers as he glided over to the sink to wash them, "Despite the fact that I know you cannot read my facial expressions with clarity, I will ensure you that just because I hesitated only a little does not mean I was lost in thought."

Evey laughed and stood from the table, stretching her tired limbs as she watched him carefully, "Oh V, I don't even know why you try to fool me anymore. Do you remember your promise to me? How there would no more secrets and no more lies, no more locked doors and missing keys? I believe that is still relevant."

He suddenly turned then to look at her, his hands immediately pausing their task. He narrowed his head towards the ground and then back up to look at her with a sincere gaze, "You're quite right, my love. I guess sometimes I can't help myself. You have a certain air about you that is so pleasing and full of light that always seems to catch me off guard. I was truly interested in your story, but I must admit that I was taken aback by how beautiful you were in that moment."

Evey did not know how to respond to V's truthful and loving comment. It had been over a year since they had blown up parliament and V was able to successfully remove himself from the train. He kept himself hidden for a while, hoping that Evey would continue their revolution with strength and dignity and the assurance of her own decisions. However, he could not help himself but to finally return to her loving arms once he regained his health. Their relationship had taken off immediately and he was constantly amazed by her gentle character, her loving embrace and her acceptance of how timid and slow he was at returning her gestures. He was always a gentleman, constantly making sure she felt safe in his presence. He did not want to frighten her by his appearance, but that didn't seem to phase her in the slightest. Her patience with him was an incredible act that he was not sure he deserved. The demons in the back of his mind continuously tortured him with sayings of hateful and bitter remarks and reminding him of the monster he was.

However, Evey did not view him in that way at all. She could admit that maybe a part of her a very long time ago resented him and the way that he had tortured her so easily, but she grew to accept that it was in her best interest to understand why she was chosen to lead his revolution and to continue on his work. She spent several weeks staying in the Shadow Gallery after he had presumably passed away, and she engrossed herself in his books about Art, Literature and History. She immersed herself in the subjects so much that she caught herself discussing those topics with others on a daily basis. Evey was completely thankful for the world that V had opened up to her and could not imagine her life without him and his influence. Especially now that he was alive.

She took a few steps towards him and then one more before she wrapped her small arms around his waist. He gently put the dishes down and returned her warm embrace with ease. No matter how detrimental his mind was, he knew the true feelings of this woman. She raised her head ever so slightly to place a small peck on the tip of Guy Fawke's chin and looked at him with complete sincerity.

"I love you, V." she whispered.

His gaze held firm on her delicate and kind eyes and he squeezed her delicate frame gently, "I love you." he replied.

Later that evening both V and Evey decided to retire to their respective quarters for a while to get some work done. It felt like a dream to be on this vacation and she suddenly dreaded the thought of having to go back into work on Monday. However, the revolution needed her and her role as "Princess" to resume her guidance and lead their new world.

Eric Finch was her sole counterpart in leading the revolution and she relied heavily on his opinions and friendship. She never thought she would be capable of leading something that was so important for the future of their species during a time like this, but she was grateful that V chose her to do so and that Eric supported her.

Now that V was alive and well he mostly stayed out of her business with the revolution. She of course filled him in on most of what was happening, but she knew he felt somewhat hesitant to give his complete thoughts on any of the matters that concerned their government. That frustrated her in some way because she often felt as though she wasn't good enough for her role, but once the thoughts emerged she tried to push them away.

As she sat down at her desk in her small room she started to look for her laptop. Once found, she immediately began to pull up the documents she was working on until she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She leaned back in her chair then and took a deep breath.

"Maybe that supper was too rich for me," she wondered aloud, shaking her head as she situated herself again to work.

She was able to finish writing a proposal she was working on for women to be paid on maternity leave, but suddenly the feeling came back to her and she couldn't hold it in any longer. Jumping up out of her seat she ran out the door and into the hallway bathroom. She quickly locked the door behind her and went straight for the commode.

Whimpering, Evey managed to flush what had been left in her stomach away and she stood slowly. She felt extremely light headed and exhausted and it took her a moment to adjust. After she managed to brush her teeth and take a sip of water, she opened the door just to find V approaching her.

"My dear are you alright? I wasn't sure if you were unwell or not until I realized you had been in the bathroom for a while," he said as he gently touched her arm. Evey looked up at him with a pitiful expression, "I don't know what happened. I was working and suddenly I felt very sick and so I threw up a bit and now I just feel weak."

Evey had to admit that she was embarrassed for admitting that she had been sick, but it didn't seem to concern V in the slightest as he wrapped a strong arm behind her and guided her to her room. She slipped into her night gown and V helped her to the bed. He sat beside her and spoke softly to her that everything would be alright and he asked if she needed him to bring her anything.

"Some water, please," she whispered.

V nodded his head and swiftly went to the kitchen to fetch her what she requested. He felt terrible that his cooking had made her ill and he began to wonder if he had prepared something incorrectly for her. "That couldn't be true, otherwise I would be sick as well. Although I guess she is a bit more fragile than myself," he mumbled as he walked briskly back to her room.

When he returned she had her eyes closed and her pale complexion was illuminated by the small lamp on her bed side table.

"Evey, would you like a sip?" he asked softly.

Her eyes suddenly popped open and she gave him a feeble smile, "Thank you," she whispered.

V helped her sit up as he gave her a sip of water and she held onto his wrist for support, "I wish I could understand what made you so ill my love. I guess maybe I should go easy on my use of Chancellor Sutler's butter," he joked, hoping that would ease her pain. It was successful and she let out a small laugh, "Even in death he manages to still torture people."

"I will be sure to be sensitive to your needs my dear. Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked.

"Yes, will you stay with me?"

V chuckled and nodded his head, the glint of light that came from the lamp was shining brightly on the Guy Fawke's mask, "You know that was a given from the start."

Once V was settled in the bed and the lights were off, Evey immediately cuddled into his side. Even after a year and a half of living with one another V still kept most of his protective clothing on to shield himself from exposure. Evey was more than fine with his decision and completely respected his comfort. "Are you feeling any better, Evey?" he asked gently.

"I am still a bit queasy, but I think once I fall asleep I will be fine," she whispered.

V wasn't convinced that she was truly fine, but respected her reply all the same. He knew he wasn't going to be able to sleep very well that night so he would wait until she fell asleep before he would grab the current book he was reading and sit by her bedside.

The next morning Evey awoke to the smell of breakfast being prepared and soft sounds coming from the Wurlitzer. It was an all too familiar routine to her as she wiped the sleep from her eyes and yawned stiffly. Although she was grateful for V being such an early bird, it also made her feel guilty that she did not do the same things for him. She sat up as quickly as she could but instantly regretted it as her legs dangled off the side of the bed. That's when she noticed her stomach still felt rather queasy and the usual smell of her favorite eggs in a basket did not seem as appealing.

Walking into the kitchen she stopped briefly to observe V cooking and he immediately turned around to provide her with some comfort, "Hello my fair lady! How are you feeling? I've made you your favorite!" he beamed as he came to grab her hands.

"Oh V, you are always so good to me. I really appreciate you making me breakfast, but I still feel unwell," she felt awful for refusing his kindness, but V softened his posture and squeezed her hand in his. His protective gloves were no where in sight and he ran his thumb over her knuckles, "I'm sorry you still feel ill, Evey. Could I make you a cup of tea?"

"That would be lovely," she replied.

After one last squeeze he let her go to lounge on the chaise as he prepared her tea. The nausea was still very present and she hated the thought of skipping her favorite meal, but it was a nice feeling to have someone care about her as much as V did. He quickly brought her the cup of hot tea and sat beside her, helping her feel as comfortable as he possibly could.

"I hope this helps some, love. Can I bring you anything else?" he asked as he helped her adjust to laying on the couch. She grinned suddenly at his fussing over her and willingly spread her legs over his lap for him to rub them, "I think I'm okay for now. I hope whenever you feel unwell I will be able to care for you the same as you have for me, V."

He chuckled softly and squeezed her leg, "I doubt that will ever happen, but I will accept your attentiveness at any given time."

She grinned and took a sip of her tea.

"I wish I knew what made me so ill. Your cooking never makes me feel sick and I know you would never make a mistake. Do you think any of our supplies has gone bad?" she asked.

V shrugged, shaking his head, "I'm equally as confused as you are. I would be able to tell if something had gone bad in our stock pile. Maybe I should recheck everything today while you are resting to make sure. I think we are running out of a few things anyway so I should probably fetch some more supplies soon."

"If there is anything that I can do to help, please let me know," she said giving him a sincere look.

He shook his head again and sighed, "Now you know I'm not going to ask that of you today. The most you can do to help me is to regain your strength. I don't think Mr. Finch will know what to do without you on Monday."

Evey giggled and nodded in agreement, "That is true. If that spider comes back it might take off his hand!"

"You are either quite right, or very dramatic. I can never tell," he teased, squeezing her leg again.

As Evey was resting in the other room, V began to check his stock pile of food. It was a very strange notion for him to accept that maybe he missed something the last time he had checked their supplies. He very rarely made such mistakes when taking inventory of his food. However, his pride would have to be set aside as he went through the crates of vegetables and other perishables in his massive refrigerator beneath the Shadow Gallery.

"Everything checks out," he said to himself as he took a step back to observe his findings.

His mind began to wander as he paced the room, thinking of different scenarios of what could have made his love so ill. It was very unlike her to get sick during such a time and based on her demeanor there really shouldn't have been any explanation for it.

He felt discouraged that he could not figure out what could have made her so weak and he felt guilty for not being able to solve the problem any faster. He sighed harshly and went to turn the lights off in the freezing room. He would need to blow off some steam in his training room to be able to let go of his negativity.

Meanwhile Evey was resting on the couch, her thoughts equally in turmoil as she reflected on her daily activities over the past few days. She remained active and often trained with V to gain exercise, her diet was consistent and healthy and she felt as though she drank enough water every day. Could it be that she was just catching a bug?

Feeling irritated she slowly sat up from the couch and retreated to the kitchen where she grabbed a banana. It was easy on her stomach and she felt slightly better as she began to chew. Maybe all she needed was to rest and to stop worrying over her condition and to just focus on getting better. The time that she had off from work gave her a chance to rest and think about what was important. She realized that if she did not focus on her health she would feel even worse come Monday.

She sat back on the chaise and turned on the t.v, trying to avoid her negativity.

Evey propped her legs up in the bath, the warm water and bubbles sloshing over her in a comforting way. She sighed with content as she allowed the water to relieve her of her symptoms.

Earlier that day she was able to eat some dry toast and chicken noodle soup and she felt as though she was finally recovering. She wanted to be sure she could attend her meeting tomorrow with Eric and the other council members completely healthy, so V talked her into taking a relaxing bath and promised to rub her feet afterward.

V had provided her with lavender bath salts and moisturizer as a way to help her ease her aches and pains. She closed her eyes and allowed the sweet smells to help her drift as she let her thoughts creep over her.

She began to think over the last few days she had been with V and how wonderful it was to spend so much time with him. Over the past year and a half they had been together she couldn't be any more happy with how their relationship had progressed and where they were headed in their future.

Their relationship could be seen as dysfunctional or even confusing to a person who did not understand the love that they had for one another. It was hard for them to be out in public given everything they had been through after the destruction of parliament and V's presumable death. If they were out at all it was only at night when V could disguise himself in one of his many costumes to deflect any onlooker's thoughts. Evey was a very recognizable figure in their society today so the less people knew about her personal life the better.

Eric was already aware that V had been alive for quite some time. He knew about their relationship and was kind enough to respect their privacy. Evey was thankful for him even though she knew V did not care for him very much. It was a relief to her that she could be open to someone about her secret life when she felt so exposed in every other aspect.

Evey then began to reflect on her romance with V and smiled giddily at the thought. It had only been a few months ago that he had willingly took off his mask for her to touch his face, to feel his scars and to kiss him. He very rarely allowed this to happen based on his shyness and lack of self confidence.

She remembered when he would resist her desires and push her away from his inner thoughts and feelings. It pained her to see him go through such emotions after being tortured and unloved for so long. She wanted to ease his sorrows and to assure him of her love and devotion, but she knew at the time the best way to do those things was to give him space and her patience.

It wasn't too long after he removed his mask that he became more confident and self assured in their intimate moments. He would stop himself from moving too quickly if he felt as though he could not handle the situation and each time Evey backed off to give him some breathing room. She constantly reassured him of her patience for his space and whispered constantly to him that she loved him and would wait for him for however long it took.

It was just recently, maybe a little over a month ago, that he decided that he wanted to go farther with her. She remembered the way his rough hands felt against her smooth skin with his contrasting yet gentle kisses down her neck. It was a euphoric moment for her to be with the man she was madly in love with and to feel every part of him.

She did not know what he looked like, but her hands often brushed the scars on his face and his chest to give her an idea. His chiseled abs and upper body were battered with terrible scars and rough patches of flesh which broke her heart. She kissed each of them with the same amount of love and passion as she did every other part of him.

Suddenly her breathing began to slow as she reflected on how those soft kisses transitioned into them making love for the first time. They were both nervous and V was almost sure of himself that he could not provide for her what she so desired, but after taking a chance and pushing his inner demons aside, he was able to give in to her in a way he wasn't so sure he was able to do before he met her.

She remembered feeling incredibly concerned for his wellbeing and she constantly asked if he was sure and that if he was not ready she would not be upset, but it was of his own accord did he silence her with a passionate kiss and began to undress her from her night gown and to assure her that he was ready to be with her completely.

It was then that she opened her eyes and a soft smile formed over her lips, her yearning for her beloved suddenly increasing as she stretched and got up from the tub. She dried off quickly with one of the warm and fluffy towels he had bought for her and walked over to the sink to remove her contacts from her eyes.

Taking the towel off of her body to observe her skin before applying her moisturizer she noticed something strange about her abdomen. She normally did not feel very bloated when she was not on her monthly cycle and she found it very curious that she seemed slightly bigger than usual.

Suddenly a breath caught in her throat as she placed her hand gently over the lower part of her stomach. She turned to the side and tried to suck in whatever she could to see if she could find a difference in her appearance. When nothing really changed, she frowned.

Could it be?

Evey then considered the last time she had had her period and realized she couldn't even remember. She was never concerned with things like that because she and V had only been intimate once and he had noted that he didn't think he was able to even have children.

Yet, could it be?

She slipped on her pajamas and breathed out shakily, wondering how she would determine whether this was true.

The next day, Evey felt better but her curiosity seemed to be getting the best of her the entire day. She was lost in thought all afternoon, wondering how she would even tell V if it were true. She tried her best the night before to be as normal as she possibly could around him so that she would not concern him and he seemed to buy into her facade. Feeling relieved that she could leave the Shadow Gallery for a while gave her an opportunity to consider all of her options before she returned home.

It was on her lunch break did she decide to run to the market to retrieve a few pregnancy tests. She wanted to be absolutely positive before she made any rash conclusions about anything. After buying the tests she hid them in her purse and walked briskly back to work.

When she came back to her office she immediately headed for the rest area and closed the door. She was so nervous by the time she got inside a stall that she wasn't sure she was going to be able to hold the test steady in her hands.

Once she finished, she held the test firmly and thought over the directions again, "I can't believe I have to wait ten minutes for this," she mumbled.

Finally, something appeared on the small screen on the test and her heart began to skip multiple beats. It was a tiny, pink plus.

A/N: Hello everyone! This is my very first fanfiction and I am really excited to share with you all my interpretation of these wonderful characters in a fluffy (but not for long) story of Evey being pregnant with V's child. I've been thinking about this for weeks, but I never had the courage (or time) to really write anything down until now. I really wanted to jump into the meat of their relationship and to explore something that might end up being extremely controversial or wonderful to their universe. This is a short and rather boring chapter, but it will grow to be more exciting soon! I love this movie very much and your reviews of my writing would be wonderful! I hope you all enjoy~