We are now in 1790. Because of the good harvest, the farmers are doing much better and basic food is also more affordable.
"Oscar, the citizens of Paris are preparing a festival. The better living conditions and the visible successes of the revolution have given them courage. It is to take place on the Place de Mars."
André and Oscar were at lunch.
Oscar seemed to gulp down as if she hadn't been given anything to eat for days.
"My goodness Oscar, you eat so much that I have to fear that my cooked food is not enough."
Grandmother shook her head.
André blinked his eyes.
"I do without my part, after all I want to keep my dream figure."
Oscar laughed brightly.
"What are you saying?"
She coughed and convulsively swallowed the food.
She chuckled with tears in her eyes.
"Dream figure ..."
Well, I don't know if I would have married you if I had ... "
In a flash, André interrupted her flow of speech with a kiss."I'll show you what it means to make fun of me ..."
Oscar got up.
"I think I'd rather take cover."
André tried to grab her, but Oscar kept escaping.
So they hurried through the house for a while, until Oscar suddenly held his side.
"Wait."
She gasped.
"I can not anymore."
She let herself fall on an armchair.
"Let's stop. I suddenly feel so dizzy."
André leaned over her anxiously.
"You've had that a lot lately. Please, Oscar, what about you?"
He took her hands.
"Please see a doctor. Maybe something is wrong with your injury. Maybe it hasn't healed properly."
"Oh what, that was so long ago."
Oscar beamed at him.
"I just ate too much."
Grandmother came over with a sigh.
"Well, if I didn't know better, I'd say Mademoiselle Oscar is pregnant."
Suddenly there was dead silence.
"Wh ... what do you mean?"
Oscar fell like scales from his eyes.Their dizzy spells, their exhaustion on duty, their cravings ...
"My God, grandmother ..."
She looked André in the eye.
"No…"
She jumped up and hurried into her room.
André wanted to follow her, but his grandmother held him back.
"Let her. She needs time now. She was brought up as a man all her life and led the life of a man. A child is an unmistakable sign that she has finally become a woman by your side. Give her the time and accept any decision she makes afterwards. "
She looked her grandson in the eye.
"Any ..."

A few days later, Oscar went to see her old family doctor.
She stood hesitantly in front of his door and wasn't sure whether to enter. After all, he was a doctor that only nobles could afford and who only treated nobles. But she wasn't ...
Suddenly the door opened.
"My God, Oscar Francois de Jarjaye, you have come to me."Beaming, he took her arm and led her into his drawing room.
"I've heard a lot from you, including that you no longer want to bear a title of nobility, but I've always been the family doctor for the Jarjaye family and I would be delighted to continue to be."
He handed her a chair.
"Would you like some tea?"
Oscar nodded happily.
"I am so glad that I am still welcome with you. Actually, I was hesitant to visit you."
Her doctor shook her head indignantly.
"Oh, you are and will remain a Jarjaye. I have grown very fond of your family. When your father told me tearfully that you fought on the side of the people and were critically wounded, I prayed for you every day. One One day your father finally came with the news that you had survived and are even commanders of the National Guard. I was so happy. Do you know what your father confided in me? "
He looked searchingly into Oscar's blue eyes.She struggled to meet his gaze.
"He once said: 'She has committed treason, opposed the nobility and the royal family. She fights for the common people. But these people love her, their soldiers would die for their commanders. She is the angel of the revolution . Despite everything she has done to our family, I love her. She is and will be my daughter. And I must admit, I am proud of her. A force like yours is every commander's dream. "
Oscar's eyes came to tears.
"Father…"
She looked down.
"I didn't know that. He never told me that. We visit every now and then, but for him to think so ... I must apologize."
The tea was brought.
After a while the doctor eyed Oscar.
"Well, you certainly didn't come to me because of old memories. You look good. Have you gained any weight?"
Oscar looked at him in surprise.
"Can you already ...?"
She took another sip."I didn't think it would be so fast ..."
"Wait a minute, my dear. Are you telling me something specific?"
His hands were shaking.
"Are you suggesting to me that the youngest daughter of the Jarjaye family will be a mother?"
He was beaming.
"Oh what a joy! That I would still experience that ... I didn't even dare to hope for that."
Oscar looked a little unsteadily into the air.
"I'm not sure, but the signs ..."
The doctor had to smile.
"Well, you've always been delightful when you get embarrassed."
He pointed to a door.
"Come on, I'll do some research."

It was getting late and Oscar was sitting in front of the fireplace. She was curled up in a blanket and was drinking hot chocolate.
Her eyes closed.
The doctor had stopped in front of her after the examination.
"I guess you are in your fifth month. The child will be born in August or September."
Oscar was silent.
Her mind seemed to go in circles.The doctor had asked: "Are you happy? You are going to be a mother. A completely new life begins."
Suddenly she felt Andrés delicate hands on the back of her neck.
She started, startled.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, my darling."
They kissed.
Suddenly tears ran down Oscar's cheeks.
"Oh André, I don't know what to do next. I love my work. I love my soldiers. But I also love you and I want to spend my life by your side. Of course I want to be a mother one day too. But now? I feel like it early. I don't know if I'm ready ... "
She sobbed.
"The child will come in August or September. My God André, it is March and it will come in August. That’s five months."
André gently wiped away her tears.
"Oscar, I love you with all my heart. And I'm looking forward to the child. We will manage it. I will talk to Alain and Girodelle. A solution will be found for the time being.And when the child is old enough to be looked after by grandmother, you can resume your job. We can do this together."
Oscar snuggled up to André.
"Oh my husband. Without you I would be nothing."
She kissed him passionately.
"I love you."

Girodelle and Bernard thought they had misheard.
"Oscar is what?"
André grinned from both ears.
"You heard right. We're going to have a child."
Girodelle swallowed his beer convulsively while Bernard almost slipped off his chair. André had invited the two of them to a pub with the message that he had to tell them something important over beer and food.
Bernard gasped.
"What ... then who will take over the guard? Do they want to stop? The men have grown fond of them all ..."
"Except for the aristocratic dogs around General Boulier."
Girodelle hissed.
"They'll always try to twist a rope for her."
André nodded, grinding his teeth.
"Oh no, she would like to continue with the troop inspection as long as possible.And as soon as the child arrives, she wants to take up her post again. Until then, you could take command, Girodelle. If you even want Oscar to come back. "
André took a long sip.
Girodelle agreed.
"How are we going to tell the soldiers?"
Bernard leaned back.
"I think your commander will have to do that himself."
Girodelle grinned.
"I love it when she gets embarrassed. Then her eyes flash like the depths of the unfathomable ocean."
André got up.
"All right, I'll tell her. So you two."
He bowed, smirking.
"And now I'll leave the gentlemen alone with their thoughts."
He took off his hat.
"See you."
Four brown eyes stared after him, puzzled.

A few days later.
The companies under the direct orders of Oscar had been ordered to the parade ground.
A hundred soldiers stood amazed in the sun, wondering why they had to be here.The greatest fear, of course, was that the commandant would resign.
"Men! Stand still!"
Girodelle looked at the worried faces.
How would the soldiers react to that?
He couldn't help feeling a certain amount of unrest.
Oscar rode up on her white horse.
"I want to make you a very serious and important message."
She took a deep breath ...
"I will have to interrupt my work for the next few months."
The men looked startled.
"I will be out of action for some time as I will probably not be able to get up on my horse because of the increasing amount of corpulence."
Now the soldiers looked rather puzzled from the laundry.
"In addition, for a few months now I have had to take responsibility for another life without being asked."
The first thought they were falling out of the clouds.
"I ..., André and I ... we will soon have offspring in the Jarjaye house. But I assure you that I will resume my post as Commander of the National Guard as soon as I can."It was out now. She looked uncertainly into different pairs of eyes.
"If you wish."
At first the men were speechless.
Then Alain jumped up.
"Ha, I don't think so. Our commander is pregnant!"
He squealed.
"Sorry for my behavior, but I just can't help it. My God, what news. If you only knew how happy I am for you."
He hugged André.
"Man, dude, let yourself be hugged. I wish you all the best."
Suddenly the hats were thrown into the air.
"Long live Oscar! Long live André! You will have an heir!"
The soldiers were happy for their commanding officer.
"But I have to say one more thing ..."
Alain looked seriously at Oscar.
The other men fell silent.
"If you do not return to your job after the birth, I will bring you back with my own hands."
Oscar laughed at him