12-04-2012, 06:47 AM
Connor awoke slowly, his eyes adjusting to the room. A sore trobbing pain radiated from his stomach. Looking down, he noticed his shirt was flat. He wasn't pregnant anymore. "Tom, Pregali, Alex, someone" he yelled, his voice rasped and dry from the childbirth. He attempted to stand, but he couldn't feel his legs. He buckled and fell back onto the bed, crying in pain.
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