It was the middle of the night and Milori slept soundly. He felt warm being in the Pixie Dust tree, and he enjoyed it. Clarion was curled up next to him in. Her body heat was soothing, which kept him asleep. It suddenly felt cold and Milori woke up in an instant. Clarion wasn't beside him and he started to tense, until he heard an odd noise coming from the bathroom. Milori got up and knocked on the door, "Clarion, are you all right?"

"Milori?" and then she made a terrible and pain filled sound.

He rushed inside to see her kneeling over the toilet and throwing up. "Clarion!" He sat down next to her and held back her hair as her dinner from last night continued to come back up. Eventually she stopped, but not all at once. It was more in intervals, she would lean back in Milori's arms while he pressed a cool towel to her forehead, but then suddenly she would sit up and let's just say Milori would have to hold back her hair. When she was finally feeling better Clarion was shivering.

They sat at the edge of the bed as Milori got several blankets and wrapped them around her. "Clarion, why didn't you wake me?"

"You need your rest for the mainland tomorrow."

"I can't go to the mainland tomorrow knowing that you're this sick!"

"I'm not sick."

"What! You were just throwing up buckets in there!"

"I'm pregnant."

He was about to say something but the only thing he could speak was, "What?"

She let out a sigh and turned away, "I'm pregnant with your child, which makes you the future father." Milori didn't know what to say. "I know we've never discussed it and now isn't exactly the best time, but it happened okay! If I could go back and change this I would! This is your fault too, so don't be mad at me!"

He held his hand to her cheek and turned her head back towards him. Milori smiled, "Clarion, I could never be mad at you, especially for this. I could only be happy, because you have made me the happiest sparrowman in all of Neverland. Despite everything that was taken from me. I have you and now you have given me more than I could ask for. Why would you think I would be mad at you?"

"I don't know," she started crying, "Milori, this is just a serious-" She couldn't speak anymore through the tears and he hugged her close. Clarion leaned against his chest and he placed his chin lightly on her forehead and stared out the window at the moon.

"Clarion, it's going to be okay. I still love you, and I'm not mad. It's going to be hard, but I'll be by your side the whole way."