Disclaimer: I don't own them, Marvel does. Making no money, don't sue. Again, as I've always said...Don't blame me, blame Midnight's Jewel. This is the 3rd in a series called "The Most Percious Gift". Told from Tabitha's POV.

I am so tired. Oh course, nowadays I'm tired all the time. So basically what my life boils down to, at least for now, is that I am either throwing up, eating or sleeping. Gee I wished somebody had told me that being pregnant was this much fun. Not!

Okay, maybe I am exaggerating a little. But I have the right to, I'm the one that's getting fat and ugly! I look in the mirror. I'd gained about five pounds already and I was only in my first trimester. Everybody told me that it was fine, but I wasn't so sure. I wish that the X-Men didn't hate us so that I could talk to Hank about this. I'm a little worried.

Sam is walking toward me. There's something wrong, there has to be. His face is haggard and it looks like he's been crying. I get up from the bed where I was sitting and hurry over to him.

"What happened, baby?" I ask him, putting my arms around him.

"Ah just got off the phone with the X-Men. Illyana�died." He chokes on the last word.

"Oh Sam!" I cry, reaching out to wipe the tears off his face.

"Her funeral is tomorrow. We're all gonna fly out there tonight. Can you be ready in time?" Sam asks me, looking down at me in concern.

"Yeah, sure, of course. " I say a little absent-mindedly. I turn to leave, to go pack.

"Tabitha�" Sam calls after me. I stop and turn around.

"Yeah?"
"Ah love you." He smiles at me softly.

"I love you too." I tell him, feeling my love for him swell in my heart. God, I love him SO much!

I turn to leave again, and head to my room. Well, our room now. According to everybody else, now that we were going to have a baby, we have to share a room. I'm not complaining mind you, but Sam might here in a couple of months.

Slowly I pull out my old suitcase and start to load things in it. We're probably going to wear uniforms at the funeral, but seeing as though I doubt I can fit into mine I better take a dress. Black dresses, black dresses�where the heck are all my black dresses?

I finally find one, and throw it in the suitcase along with everything else I could possibly need for the next couple of days. No telling how long the X-Men will want us to stay. If they don't run us off as soon as they see us that is.

I'm just about finished packing when Sam comes in. "Hi baby. " I say to him softly, looking at him for a long minute. I reach out to run my fingers through his soft hair. "What's wrong?"

"What makes you think that something is wrong?" Sam asks me quietly, wrapping his arm around my hips and pulling me down into his lap.

"Cause I can read it in your face. You can no more lie to me than you can breath underwater." I inform him.

"Oh really?" Sam asks, a slow smile pulling at his face.

"Yes really." I tell him, grinning gently. "What is it?"

"It's just�Illyana's dead. Already the people that Ah grew up with are dying. It made me realize that not everybody is going to be around forever. You're not. Our baby's not." Aha! The root of the problem. He's worried about being immortal and having to watch our child die!

"Sam�" I start to say softly. But he turns around and silences me with a kiss. I return it eagerly for a few minutes then pull back gently.

"You know that nobody is going to be around forever. Not even you, Mr. Immortal." I smile sweetly at him. He leans his head down and puts his forehead on mine.

"Tabitha�I don't know what to do. Ah don't want to have to watch mah child die. Or you for that matter." Sam said gazing into my eyes.

" Maybe you won't have to Sam. Who knows? It's all the luck of the draw, how your hand is dealt." I tell him, reaching out to wrap my arms around his neck.

For a long moment he just stares at me. Then he bent down to kiss me softly, first on my mouth, then my nose and finally my forehead. "How'd I ever get lucky enough to have you Tabitha?"

I break into a huge smile. "Beats me. I just went after ya cause I thought you looked good in that purple spandex you ran around in!"

"Oh, you!" He laughs at me, and I join in. But I'm a little worried still. Not about the same thing that Sam is. What I wanna know is, how are the X-Men going to react when they find out that I'm pregnant?

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