"What do you mean 'you're pregnant' Simon?"
“I mean I’m pregnant! I just got back from Dr. Wellbelove’s and he says something happened when I spelled my wings and tail and now we’re going to have a baby!”
I wake up with a gasp, jostling Snow, who shifts in his sleep.
“Baz?” he mumbles. “What’s wrong?”
Nothing, love. Just a nightmare,” I say.
A horrible, horrible nightmare.