"Mommy," a small voice broke into my thoughts, "mommy what you doing?"

I looked up to see my small two year old daughter, looking up at me, grinning at me, with a big old pumpkin pie mustache.

Joe

"Nothing sweetheart just thinking," I sighed. "Who gave you the pie," I asked, already knowing that the culprit was in deed her daddy.

"Daddy said to tell you it was papa," she giggled, "but you telled me I'm not apposed to lie," she said in her two year old language.

I laughed. She was cute, but ornery just like her daddy. My fiancé.

Fiancé.

I was going to have to get used to that, I laughed.

"What's funny, mommy," Haven asked, "what's funny." She climbed up on my lap.

"I was just thinking how your daddy was going to be in so much trouble for letting you get messy," I told her.

"Yep," she said, "I is a big messy girl."

"Yea let's get you cleaned up shall we?"

We headed up the stairs in my parents' house to my old room, to get her a change of clothes.

When we came back down everybody was waiting for us, and Joe just looked at us innocently.

"I know it was you," I told him, and that innocent look became a look of fear real fast.

I laughed, and Haven skipped over to her daddy and said, " I was gonna told her daddy, but I remember mommy said I is not apposed to lie."

Joe laughed, "It's ok sweetheart."

My father laughed at his youngest grandchild and said, "Remind me not to tell her any secrets." We all laughed and agreed.

I settled into the love-seat with my child and my future husband and looked around at my family. I remember there was a time in my life when settling down would scare the hell out of me, but now it was extremely welcome. Now don't get me wrong, I still wasn't the idle suburban house wife image that my mom always hoped I would become, like my sister, hell I wasn't even a wife yet, but I was pretty damn close. If you exclude that I can't really cook or do laundry, and I'm a lousy house keeper, than yea.

I also remember three years ago I was the exact opposite, of what I am today. My cars blew up on a daily basis. The thought of sex was on my mind all the time, and the thought of becoming a mom scared the shit out of me.

The day I found out was indeed prego, I woke up in a panic hysteria, sort of. I was over three weeks late, and Joe and I had been a little slack on the whole birth control thing. I just knew that I was going to be a mommy, but I didn't want to admit it. I was perfectly happy being in denial. But I knew that I would have to find out soon. So I decided that day was soon enough. I called Mary Lou and asked her to go shopping with me. She agreed since the kids were in school, and she didn't have anything better to do.

Flash back 3 years earlier.

Mary Lou showed up at my doorstep, or rather Joe's doorstep, and looked me up and down.

"Have you told him yet," she asked, smiling.

"Told who what," I asked playing stupid, even though I knew what and who she was talking about.

She rolled her eyes, but played along, " Morelli, have you told him your pregnant yet?"

I sighed, "No I haven't, I don't even know if I am yet, and I would appreciate it if you would stop talking about it."

" Stop talking about what," Joe asked as he walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but jeans, his hair was damp from his morning shower, and his skin glistened with water droplet's from his hair.

I gasped at the sight of him. We've been together three years and he still has that OMG effect on me.

It pisses me off.

"Umm, nothing," I stammered, "we were talking about nothing," brilliant, I sound like a babbling idiot.

He looked at me and grinned, "Cupcake," he shook his head, "it's not very good to keep secrets."

He winked at Mary and she orgasmed on the spot. I rolled my eyes at her, and walked towards to where Joe was standing, making coffee.

"Want some," he asked.

"Umm yea, sure," I said. " So, uh, what are you doing today?"

He looked at me for a few seconds, probably wondering what I was up to this time, I tended to get that look a lot from Morelli. " Nothing," he said slowly, probably hoping he didn't just get himself into something stupid. "I don't have to work today, and neither do you so I was thinking, we'd do lunch at my mom's house.

O Joy!!!!

I stood there with a big smile on my face, praising myself for already making plans. " Well Mary Lou and I already made plans to go shopping today."

"It won't be all day," she said, with a big smile on her face, "we'll be done before lunch, so I'm sure Stephanie would be glad to go to lunch."

I glared at her and made a mental note to my self to kill her when we were alone and bury her in a ditch at the side of the rode. She just looked back at me innocently and laughed.

"So Cupcake, I'll see you back here at one then?" Morelli said with a smile, knowing he won the first battle that day.

"Sure," I said through clenched teeth, "one it is."

He pulled me into a hug and looked down at me, " It won't be so bad this time Cupcake," he said, " my grandma is at Tony's babysitting Anthony and Lelani. It's just going to be you, me, and my mom."

I exhaled and smiled, I could handle that. "Ok," I said with real enthusiasm this time, "can't wait." His mom was a good cook, and she made some damn good canolis. This day might turn out alright after all I thought, if I wasn't pregnant.

He gave me his debit card and told me to buy me something pretty. Probably since he felt bad for me having to go to his mother's house. He gave me a kiss and left the room with a "Don't have too much fun, ladies," thrown over his shoulder.

"Tell me why you don't want to marry that man again," Mary Lou said with a sigh, and faraway dreamy look in her eyes.

" I really don't know at this point, but give me time it's only nine in the morning," I laughed.

We headed out to the mall and Mary Lou automatically headed to the Baby Gap. I groaned. If I was indeed Prego this was going to be a long 9 months, I thought.

After Baby Gap we headed to the food court, I was in the mood for some serious Chinese, than I stopped.

Oh Shit!!!

I hate Chinese.

I told Mary Lou that I was heading to the pharmacy area right away to get a pregnancy test. And all I heard was, "it's about time." I just rolled my eyes and kept on walking.

10 minutes later I was in the restroom, with the test in hand looking at my watch, when Mary Lou came in with a huge smile on her face.

"Guess who I just saw," she asked.

" Who," I asked.

"Dickie and Joyce," she laughed, " they were swapping spit on that bench by Macy's, and guess what," she asked excitedly.

" What?"

" You remember the other day when we saw her you wondered if she was pregnant cause it looked like she put on about 50 pounds," she stopped for a breath.

"Yea, your point?"

"Well I was getting there calm down. Geez. Anyway I went up to her and asked her if she was and she said she wasn't. She just fat, Stephanie isn't that just the funniest thing you've ever seen?"

"Mary Lou! You can't just go up to women and ask them if they're pregnant, that's my job. Hello your supposed to be the reserved one here," I laughed and then directed my attention back to the stick, and flipped it over.

" Wohoo I'm not pregnant," I exclaimed as I started jumping up and down ,and dancing in circles around the ladies website. " Joe Morelli your going to have to do a lot more than not wear a condom to get me pregnant!"

Mary Lou just looked at me and laughed. She took the stick from me and frowned, "Uh Steph," she said, "there's two lines on this stick," she pointed out.

"Yea and your point, that means I'm not pregnant," I said while I continued dancing.

"No Stephanie, two lines means positive," she said and I stopped dancing, "Stephanie you are pregnant, see?"

Crap.

I took the test from her hands and looked at it again and then I looked at the instructions. It did indeed say that two lines meant positive. Shit.

" How are you going to tell Morelli?"

I looked at her than I looked back at the test in my hand, " I don't know," and then all the sudden the thought of being a mommy didn't sound so bad to me after all. I mean I knew I would have to become one sooner or later, and why wouldn't I want to have a baby with Morelli. He was sexy as hell, caring, compassionate, and I've seen him with my nieces and his nieces and nephews, he was so good to them. He loved kids.

I placed my hand on my soon to be swollen stomach and smiled at her, " I'm going to be a mom," I said, " I'm really going to be a mom."

" Incredible feeling, isn't it?"

" The most," I smiled.

" How are you going to tell Joe," she asked again.

" How do you think I should tell him?"

She grabbed my hand, " Follow me," she said.

I got back to the house at about 12:15, set on giving the news to Joe before we had to go to his mothers. I figured just in case hi nut case grandma was there, who had a tendency to see right through me when I was hiding something, he would know before any one. Well except Mary Lou, but she doesn't count.

He was sitting on the couch in the living room watching the weather, we were supposed get a lot of rain it looks like, and than an extreme heat wave was supposed to cover Trenton afterwards. Great I thought to myself, nothing like being hot and pregnant at the same time.

I made a quick calculation. It was the end of May now so the baby should be born in the end of January. Well thank God it was going to be cooler then.

I sat down on the couch and faced him.

"You're home early," he grinned and he reached up to give me a kiss, and then he noticed the package in my arms.

" Whatcha got there," he asked.

" Joe," I said, "I need to tell you something."

"Did you blow up your car? I didn't get a call. I'm going to call them and give them a piece of my mi-"

" Joe," I laughed at his cluelessness, "no it's nothing like that. Here."

"Aww," he said in a high pitched girls voice, "you got me a present, that's so sweet."

I laughed. " Just open it," I said

He looked at me once more and then directed his attention on the box.

I watched as he carefully undid the wrapping paper and bows that were connected. He got to the box and looked at me and smiled. I smiled back at him and he looked down and continued to open the box. He got it open and he froze.

He picked up the little onesie inside and looked at me with a question in his eyes. He looked at the onsie again and then a little light bulb turned on. He looked back at me again and smiled. "Cupcake?"

He laid it down then he saw the test and picked up the test. His smile became and ear to ear grin as he said, " I'm going to be a daddy?"

I smiled at him with tears in my eyes, I couldn't have asked for a better reaction. " Yea, and I'm going to be a mommy," I managed to choke out.

" I can't believe," he started, with what looked like tears starting to form in his eyes, " all my life I thought I would never get to live this, to become a dad, and now…" he stopped as the tears began to stream down his face. "wow," he finished.

There was a time when the thought of seeing Joe Morelli cry would be a huge turn off, but now it was way too sexy for me to stand. I laughed. "Yea, and the thought of me becoming a mom, would totally scare the shit out of me."

He laughed and agreed. He moved over and the next thing I know we were on our way upstairs thanking each other and preparing for an event that would make our already perfect lives, way more perfect than before.