If I Had a Nickle for Every Time This Has Happened

Sparrow had realized shortly after the wedding and the night after that something was amiss. She, of course was in denial again. The time with Hanako, weird, since they never really fucked during that time frame and they were both women. This time, it was impossible. She had only been with Recluse and that had been as a sleep paralysis demon or whatever the wife version of that was. As far as Sparrow knew, and she didn't credit herself for knowing much, two women shouldn't be able to impregnate each other, much less two women when one's a ghost and one is asleep but living. Even if so, she was DEFINITELY the masculine in the relationships, she liked to think, so why was she the queen of immaculate conception?

Appearing in the void, and more than a little worried, Sparrow willed her wife (wife!) into the plane. "Babe, I have something I think I should tell you, and no I'm not dead yet."