Liz didn't even see the pair leave.  Her eyes had already shut by then, and her breathing was beginning to deepen.  She slowly sank into the darkness, dreams of strange but wonderful children floating through her mind.<br/><br/>****<br/>She awoke some time later to the smell of food.  It was her stomach that forced her back to consciousness, that grumbled about it's emptiness.  Apparently growing a child in only a few days and then giving birth to it is a somewhat draining process.  Not to mention the energy cost of her continued transformation.<br/><br/>As soon as she's awake, she becomes aware of further changes that her body has taken on.  The itching has spread farther, down onto her arms and chest.  She can see some of the skin starting to loosen there, beginning to pull free in preparation of falling off.  And her fingernails seem different as well... longer, and coming to a sharper point.