A/N Holy smokes folks. I didn't realize I never posted this here on FF until a reader asked if I was continuing Let's Be Moms. Sorry about that. It's been posted on AO3 for a few months now, and I'll try to get it up here. Sorry for the wait!

"Baby…" Maggie cooed in the empty space around her, "It's so sleek. And there's so much room."

Alex looked around herself and felt powerful. Everything was at the reach of her fingertips. "Mags…this one is so powerful and full of strength."

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As a condition of taking Abigail home for good, J'onn made them promise they'd look into buying an actual car. For the time being, Alex was able to borrow a DEO issue SUV, but Maggie wanted something that was a little more… theirs.

So, Monday morning after the baby shower, Alex and Maggie left Abigail with Eliza and made their way to the closest dealership. However, when they reached the dealership, they realized their interest in bikes were the only vehicular interests they had in common. While Alex made her way into the SUV section, Maggie had split and was in the minivan section.

Alex wanted something big and bad that could take a beating if needed and could still carry on.

Maggie wanted something a little subtler and now that she'd done some growing, she was leaning into this whole 'mom' thing.

"I'm not getting a soccer mom van." Alex said, her hands on her hips, standing at the edge of the SUV section

"I'm not getting a tank." Maggie quipped back, standing on the edge of the minivan section

It was a standoff, pure and simple.

"Maggie, we need all terrain tires."

"For what? Taking Abigail on missions?"

"Mags." She all but whined

"Alex, we need subtle, subtle. I don't wanna have to drive her to preschool in an FBI style SUV and get weird looks from all the other moms."

"Mags." Alex whined

The smaller woman knew Alex wasn't going to settle without proper... enticement. She finally stepped into Alex's personal space and leaned forward to seductively whisper in her ear, "The one I like comes in gun metal grey."

"No minivan."

"It's got four-wheel drive."

"No minivan." Alex was starting to cave as Maggie's lips whispered across her collarbones.

"It's actually called a crossover." She breathed

"No…minivan." she was almost a goner. Her eyes slipped closed as Maggie nipped at her pulse point. A whimper escaped her lips

"I'll let Winn and Vasquez outfit it."

Alex's eyes shot open in interest. She pulled back and looked down at Maggie with curious eyes, "Really?"

"Sure." The smaller woman shrugged

"Sat nav?"

"Why not."

"Sat phone?"

"Of course."

"Wi-Fi?"

"Obviously."

"All those pop-up monitors for direct connection to the DEO and NCPD?"

"I guess."

"Bullet and grenade proof glass and doors?"

"If you must."

"Super light gun safe with various weapons?"

"Babe…as long as Abigail's car seat fits in it, you can go James Bond all over it, as much as you want."

Alex looked at the crossover sitting behind her fiance. It wasn't that terrible. Maybe with the all upgrades, she could get over the slight minivan look.

"Okay fine."

Maggie squealed in victory, "Perfect. Cause I already got the guy to start the paperwork."

I apologize in advance, but like…there's a crap ton of mushy sweet chapters coming up. I tried not to but #sorrynotsorry