𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐬 𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐧 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡

𝖙𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

"huh?" She questioned.

"If it's gonna kill him, take it out," Saint spoke adamantly.

I looked up at him and then over at Eve who looked nervous.

"That's the other problem..." she mumbled, "you can't..."

"What do you mean we can't?" I asked seriously, raising my eyebrows.

"Because this is so new, and has obviously never been done before, we don't know what could trigger something else, and we risk a domino effect if I go in and just start sucking things out." She frowned.

"the entire idea of an abortion would be different for a man, the process itself is unknown in this situation." Eve continued to explain

Saint stayed quiet after that, clenching his fists as he heard her words.

"So then I don't have a choice, I've gotta let this thing grow inside of me... and then hope that the birthing process doesn't kill me?" I questioned

"How am I even supposed to get it out!?" I asked, running my hands down my face.

"C-section, that's the only plausible way." She spoke.

That caused me to fall silent in thought, all while I stared down at my stomach.

Right now it was just my normal, lean abdomen—but apparently, there was a developing kid in there, something I still could not believe.

"And you sure the hospital can't do nun'?" Saint asked again.

"No, even outside of the city, going to a hospital would just end up with Khalil in some lab. They'd test on him until he's dead, all while they try to find a way to monetize his gift." She explained sadly.

Gift? I'm stuck with a weird alien baby for 9 months and I might die giving birth, this is anything but a Gift.

"and here, what about here in Sidon?" Saint asked.

"I-I wouldn't, have you two been watching the news?" She asked, causing us both to shake our heads.

"The baby thief—you guys haven't heard about it?" She continued.

"No—what are you talkin' about?"  Saint asked, eyeing her in confusion.

"Lately babies have been disappearing right after birth, it's horrible." She frowned.

"All the new moms...all the babies, the police don't know what to do." She stated.

That sent goosebumps down my spine, as if this city couldn't get any more sick—there's a 'baby thief' on the fucking loose.

"Hm.." saint hummed in thought, caressing his chin hairs.

"I suggest avoiding all hospitals in general, but specifically avoid the ones here." She shook her head.

"These are some wicked times." She sighed, "It's as bad as it's ever been, and I've lived in this city for decades.

We all fell silent after that, up until Saint spoke, "Well what do we do—how can I make him feel better?" He asked.