A week later and all of Magnolia suddenly has to deal with a heat wave that hit with no meteorological explanation...

Mikayla felt a strange power hit her at full force. Her whole body throbbed, and her legs wobbled from the sheer dynamic weight of the force. She feared that she was going to collapse on the street just before her body was swaddled with the heat wave.

Why did this...'thing' have to happen when I was alone? If Linnea were here she could at least call for help. If Sting were here he could help support me. But this magical weight and this heat...so powerfully overwhelming.

Mikayla had been on her way to tell Sting about everything she had accomplished today. She felt that she was nearly done with her training and ready to move on with him, relocate to his guild, and most importantly to proceed forward with their relationship a bit. She was planning to ask him if he would go out with her and share a meal. During that meal was when she planned to talk things out. Now she felt like she was walking through molasses trying to even get to her destination...

She then noticed how the few people around her were doing. They were perspiring and seemed to be walking in a somewhat weakened state similar to her own. So the heat wave wasn't only affecting her? That was informative.

It took Mikayla longer then she anticipated to get to his hotel. But once she did she sighed at the small relief of the darkened lobby. (The hotel kept their lights low during the sunlit hours.) She weakly smiled at the clerk who was currently attending the check in desk. He weakly smiled in response. He too seemed to be having difficulty in this heat. The shade of the lobby only mildly helping.

Once she arrived at the staircase she groaned in exasperation. This was going to be a chore and a half.

It should have taken probably at most five minutes to get up the amount of stairs she needed to climb to get to his room. But because of the heat it took probably closer to fifteen. Once she arrived at his door another magical energy pulse hit her body. Unlike the heat this power felt energizing in a way. It tickled her insides before settling into her core. Just as she was about to knock on the door it had thrust open and wobbled on it's abused hinges. A hand clamped around her wrist. She was pulled in and slammed against a nearby wall. Sting's lips already crashing over hers.

As abruptly as the kiss began it ended with a hiss coming from Sting. "No...more...avoiding this. No more hiding. You smell intoxicating. Which is as much a compliment as it is a warning." He hissed through each word as the need corrupted his body.

Once her own need began to reciprocate Mikayla's features began to evolve. A magical energy she had never known entered her body. She felt her skin tighten around her frame. She wasn't sure what this power was until Sting stilled and cupped her cheek. "Well look at the pretty dragon that's hiding inside of you. I wasn't sure if you could even channel Dragon Force."

Mikayla smiled at him as she pushed his body backward. "Truth be told? I wasn't able to do so until now. I— I don't know if it's the heat, this strange power overcoming me, or just my body chemistry but I feel like I should warn you too. My body already craves you, and you have barely touched me. It's a mixture of fearful and exhilarating. I'm just going to follow this compelling pull blindly and trust my instincts."

Sting pulled her to the bedroom and quickly shut the door. "I'll be following my own as well but please alert me, say something if I become somehow too forceful with you..."

Mikayla grinned at him and put her finger to his lips to stop the slew of words that were coming out of his mouth. "I think I need to reciprocate and say the same." She pushed her body into his own and somehow surprised him just enough to knock him off balance and push him on the bed. "Say something if I in turn become too forceful with you..." She let her words trail off as she leaned down against him and covered his lips with hers.

When a similar magical power seemed to hit Levy it also blindsided her and she wobbled on her feet. Gajeel reacted quickly, scooping her up before the magic took her down. Out of the corner of his eye he saw how her ring was shining. He arched an eyebrow just before the heat wave hit and her smell permeated his nostrils.

Gajeel said nothing as he carried her to their bedroom and kicked the door open with his foot. He breathed heavily through his nose and smiled when Levy caught on quickly to the way he was thinking. She reached out and closed the door behind them.

"Warning ya, Shrimp, you smell delicious and I don't think I can hold back because of it."

Levy smiled. She was both happy and excited. "My oh my, is my husband about to impregnate me?"

Gajeel paused. Then he in turn smiled back at her. "Mm, didn't even register that. But I do suppose I am."

"I think I can handle how you lose control. Don't play tame..." She pulled her shirt over her head. "I want the fierceness of how you want to dominate me."

Gajeel smiled at his mate, his wife, and the soon to be mother of his young. A new chapter was about to open up in their own story and this was the climactic start of where it would begin...

Juvia groaned in pain. Once that heat wave had hit her in Fairy Hills she became miserable. It didn't take her long to realize it was her magic that was amplifying the impact of the heat. The way her body was made of water at this moment was it's own kind of curse. Because the water molecules were trapping the heat.

There wasn't much that could be done. She was sort of avoiding him but he could at least help her tame the heat.

So now she was walking down the street to Gray's house. She was having difficulty navigating through the heat but her determination to seek out relief kept her feet shuffling along.

Juvia looked to the sky. Perhaps she should make it rain? No she quickly changed her mind in that regard. The water droplets would evaporate before even completely entering the atmosphere. Luckily the water molecules in her body replicated rapidly otherwise she too would evaporate in this heat. Scary thought.

She leaned heavily against his door and weakly knocked.

Gray answered in his boxers. He took in her sweat dotted ivory skin and pulled her in rapidly. She didn't have to explain what she needed with words. He quickly cast a slab made of ice on the floor and pushed her down. He pushed out his magic to said slab to keep it from melting. It seemed to be helping Juvia, but not much. It was her clothes! He cleared his throat before proposing his suggestion. "Juvia, uh, your clothes are trapping in the heat. I think you would be cooler if you...uh...undressed."

Juvia blushed brightly at his suggestion but quickly she registered how true his words were. "I'm a bit overly weakened. Will you...um...help me?"

Gray visibly gulped. He couldn't force out the words although something like 'it would be my pleasure' resounded in his head. All he could manage was a nod just before reaching out toward her body.

Meredy's eyes widened and her body went rigid as the first heat wave hit. Oric who had grown very attentive to her put a hand to her back. "What is it?"

She shook her head. Took a drink from her glass that sat on the guild table. Then let her eyes travel to the Team Natsu table not far away. "Oric, send Master Makarov to Porlyusica we will be needing her here in the next few hours."

He of course wanted to ask her for more details but merely nodded. Once he headed to Master Makarov's office she got up to seek out the other person she needed. She put her hand on the small mage's shoulder. "Wendy, it's time."

Wendy's eyes widened at that information but she nodded and quickly got up from the table. It was as they were opening the doors that Wendy began to connect the dots. "Oh, gee, do you think that's what caused the heat wave? Lucy going into labor?"

Meredy smiled but shook her head. "In a way it is. But per normal I will say that Lucy's a special case." Or rather her babies are...

Master Makarov quickly got up and walked to his telecommunication lacrima after Oric informed him to get Porlyusica. He had already been warned that once the time came Meredy would send Oric to him with this demand. But Master Makarov knew a better way to get Porlyusica to Lucy's side.

He concentrated on the person he wanted to communicate with before placing his hand on the orb. It took a minute for him to answer. "Master Makarov?"

"Doranbolt, I need your assistance."

Doranbolt frowned at the vision of the old man but quickly shut down his lacrima and teleported to his side. "My assistance?"

The short elder man nodded in response. "Yes, I need you to teleport to Porlyusica's home and inform her that Lucy Dragneel has went into labor. She will probably put up resistance at first but once she gets over her grievance I then want you to teleport the two of you to Lucy's side."

Normally Doranbolt would be annoyed at being asked to use his teleportation for other people. But bringing life into the world he deemed was a very desirable reason to use his magic. He nodded at Master Makarov and blinked out of sight.

Once Doranbolt had informed Porlyusica of the state of things she turned her back to him and walked back into her house. She left her door open behind her and he took that as an invitation.

As Makarov predicted Porlyusica was making a fuss about dealing with humans. But the grievances she was making were all soft spoken as she grabbed a bag and started loading what she must have deemed necessary to assist her.

Doranbolt's eyes traveled over the labels of the bottles decorating her shelves. It was surprising how many potions the pink haired elder woman had accumulated over the years. His eyes widened slightly at one bottle in particular. Does that bottle do what I think it does?

Porlyusica must have gotten done with her organization because suddenly her voice grumbled out. "Well, what are we waiting for?"

Doranbolt quickly teleported her to Lucy's side and then guiltily teleported back to her home. He grabbed the bottle he had been staring at and teleported away.

A few moments before the heat wave hits...

Lucy waddled over to Beatrice's side while she was cooking. "Are you really sure I can't help with something?"

"No, Lucy, dear. You go back to the couch and rest."

"Ugh, I'm so sick of resting! I'm pregnant, not an invalid."

Beatrice laughed at how Lucy was grumbling. "You are getting stir crazy. Definitely a sign that the babies will be here soon."

It was right after she said this that Lucy felt a sharp pain through abdomen and lower back. She cringed with the onslaught and felt her body begin to radiate heat.

Beatrice began to fan her face when the heat wave began. "Phew what made it so hot all of the..." Her voice trailed off as she took in Lucy's expression. "Lucy, we need to get you comfortable."

Lucy frowned at the pain and Beatrice's sudden insistence. She would normally let it go after she said it once. But this time she was pushing the issue.

Lucy wanted to argue but her heart wasn't in it with how much pain she was in. So she just began waddling back to the couch. "No, Lucy, I think the bed would be a better idea."

Time slowed as she turned to face Beatrice again. It was only when she felt the pain again and wetness hit her feet that she acknowledge what Beatrice was getting at. Natsu! It's time!

Time for what, Lucy?

His casual tone annoyed Lucy. Get your ass home already. It's time!

Geez Luce, you don't have to get all mad at me. Just because I don't know what time it is.

You pink haired idiot! The babies are coming!

Natsu dropped his fishing pole as the news hit him. He let the feelings wash over him before the excitement and urgency spurred him to get to her side fast. "I'm about to become a father!" She shouted to the canopy of trees above him.