"No…stop." Raven mumbled in her sleep. She began to toss and turn in her sleep, ending on her side with her back facing the concerned, green man lying next to her.

"Ugh…not again." Garfield groaned when the sound of his wife's muffled voice hit his ears. He was lying on his stomach with his hands under his pillow. Begrudgingly, he lifted his head in order to take in the view of his wife's sleeping form. For a moment it seemed that her stirring had stopped, but as soon as his head fell back onto his pillow, he once again heard her moaning followed quickly by her violent flaring of her arms and her random kicking. "Ow!" Garfield yelped when her right hand swung back and hit him square on the head.

His outburst, however, went unnoticed as Raven continued to flare about in their bed, kicking off the sheets and slapping the mattress repeatedly. Her words were muddled and incoherent, but he was sure he heard her mention Trigon's name. With another groan, Garfield lifted himself up, and turned so that he was now sitting upright on the now messed up bed. Gently, he reach his hands out and grabbed her flaring wrists. Instantly, she shot up from the bed and her screams filled the room. She yanked her hands back, escaping Garfield's grip, and cradled her head has she pulled her legs up, closer to her and rocked back and forth.

"Stop it…Stop…SHUT UP!" She yelled to herself as she continued to rock herself. Garfield watched helplessly as Raven continued to scold herself.

"Why can't those damn emoticlones leave her alone for just a few freakin hours?" He angrily thought to himself. With a sigh, Garfield reached over and carefully embraced Raven and pulled her closer so that her head rested on his chest. Slightly, Raven abolished, and let her body go limb in his arms. Garfield leaned his head down so that his lips were just millimeters from her ear.

"Relax." His order rang in her head and silenced both her body and her mind. Her breathing quickly slowed down, along with her heart.

"Good girl…shh…it's ok…it's ok." Garfield purred in her ear as he lovingly stroked her messy hair.

"Gar..." Raven voice shook as she buried her face into his chest. "It happened again, didn't it?"

Garfield nodded his head. "Yeah, it did."

Suddenly, Raven began to cry, hot tears soaking Garfield's bare chest.

"Rae? Raven, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Garfield asked with growing concern. Raven mumbled something, but he couldn't make out what she said.

"What'd you say? Rae, please stop crying. You know I can't stand to see you cry." Garfield pleaded. Raven let out a couple more sobs, before finally settling down. Slowly, she sat up and broke Garfield's embarrass. She looked up at him and met his concerned gaze.

"Garfield, I…I know why I'm having these dreams." She admitted. Garfield simply stared at her, slightly urging her to go on. "Remember yesterday, when I went to Nevermore to figure out what was wrong?"

Garfield nodded.

"Well, they told me that I already knew the answer, and that I'm having these dreams, because I'm too afraid to confront the answer." At this Raven looked away from her husband, unsure of how to phrase her next statement.

"Raven, look at me." Garfield sent another order, which sent a tingling sensation down her spine. Instinctively, her body gave in to his command and she looked up at him to find his gaze boring into her. She could sense the mixture of concern and curiosity radiated off of him. She began to feel slightly nauseous, but she quickly pushed the feeling aside. "Raven, whatever is going on, I want to know. As I have always told you, you are not alone. Stop trying to keep everything a secret, at least from me."

Raven took a deep breath, closed her eyes. For a moment Garfield thought she wasn't going to divulge, until she reopened her eyes, and gave him her signature blank expression.

"Garfield, I'm pregnant." She confessed in her normal monotone. She stayed still has she waited for his reaction.

Garfield blinked several times, before her words finally sank in. "You're…pregnant?" Garfield asked dumbly.

"Yes." Raven said simply, with a nod of her head.

"Really?" He pressed.

"Yes, Garfield." She replied, slightly irritated with his stupid questions.

"So, I'm going to be a dad?" He pointed to himself.

"Yes." Raven answered.

"And you're going to be a mom?" He pointed to her.

"Yes, that is usually how it works."

"Wow…" He stated as he turned away from her and stared straight at the wall.

"Yeah." Raven agreed, getting lost in thought herself.

"Pregnant? All this because you're pregnant. Well I'll be!" Garfield jumped out of bed and began dancing around the room. "We're going to be parents! We're going to be parents!" He cheered.

"Garfield! What do you think you're doing? Ahh!" Raven yelled as Garfield scooped her up and twirled her around their bed. He then dropped her back on her side of the bed, and jumped on himself. The bed bounced them around and the look on Raven's face made Garfield laugh even more.

When he finally calmed down, he laid out so that he was looking up at the wall, his legs spread out, and his right arm supported his head. Raven curled up to his side and he wrapped his left arm around her, pulling her closer.

"Are you going to be ok?" He asked her.

"Am I? I think I should be asking you that." She teased.

"I'm sorry, Rae. I'm just so excited! I don't even think I could fall back asleep." He laughed.

"Well then I guess we'll just have to think of something else to do tonight." She said suggestively. She pushed herself up and brushed her lips against his own. She then moved to his sensitive ear and began to nibble it gently. Garfield let out a deep growl of approval.

Raven then whispered into his ear, "Gar..."

"Mm…yeah?" He purred.

"I could really go for some mint chocolate chip ice-cream." She whispered, suddenly serious. She pulled back and stared at him.

"Wh…what?" He stumbled.

"You heard me. I want some mint chocolate ship ice-cream. Oh and with whipped cream and hot fudge."

"Seriously?" He moaned.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

Grumbling, Garfield sat up and slid out of bed. "Is this how it's going to be for the next 9-months?"

"Probably." She stated as she watched him leave the room in search of her mid-night treat.

"This is going to be a long night." Garfield grumbled as the door slid shut behind him.