Disclaimer: All belong to Janet Evanovich, except the little ones… I made them up to make me smile. Will continue to update with different little stories, just a bunch of little one shots…not an ongoing series. These stories will tie in with my other stories..like Manoso Christmas and Painting Sophie.

A/N: Thanks for the people who do leave reviews… I appreciate it! Now on to the story!

Pregnant…

Deep breaths, it's all going to be okay. Okay so what if it's not. Of course it will be, you're married, happily married, to Ranger aka Carlos aka batman aka my Cuban Sex God! Yum! Ugh! Focus! Okay so if you haven't figured it out yet, my name is Stephanie Plum…well Stephanie Manoso now. I am a part time bounty hunter and I work at Carlos' company Rangeman. I hardly ever roll in garbage or blow up cars anymore. I carry my gun at all times along with my stun gun, tracker, panic button, and probably maybe another tracker (come on remember I'm married to Ranger). We have been married now for about a year. We talked about children because face it, a little boy or girl that looks like Carlos is every woman's dream! Hey I'm realistic. Okay back on track…pregnant with Carlos' baby… the batbaby… no I will Not think of my baby as a bat… aaww my baby… I take a deep breath and I smile. I'm really pregnant! My world feels right, so right. That's my last thought as I drift off to sleep.

As soon as I open my eyes, I know I'm not alone, I can feel my personal heater behind, his arm wrapped tight around my mid section and his nose buried in my curls. "Hey Babe, I thought you were going to sleep all day." He says with a smile on his face. With a smile on my face, I turn around to face him and find a surprise. He is completely naked and standing at attention. "mmmm hoping to get lucky, Batman?" I ask him. He smiles his 200 watt smile. "Babe." Of course my husband is going to get lucky, I mean come on have you seen him? He moves to his back as I slowly run my fingers down his chest, lightly scratching his nipples. My mouth follows my fingertips. I take one nipple into my mouth biting it while playing with the other one. I smile as I hear him growl at me. I continue my exploration down further tracing my fingernails down and across his perfectly sculpted abs. Again my mouth follows my fingers, my tongue traces those delicate lines on his stomach. I can tell he is just about to lose control and I want one last wild ride before he knows I'm pregnant. Something simply tells me that he is going to want to be gentle with me once he finds out I'm pregnant. "Babe, you're playing with fire." He softly warns me as he cups my face in his hands as he pulls me forward for a heated hard kiss. I can only moan into his mouth as his tongue plays with mine. I finally break from his kiss, little winded. I grabbed his impressive length in my hands and I smile at him. "Burn me baby, Burn me Please." He flips me on my back and he does exactly that! OMG!

1 week later:

Well, the doctor just confirmed it. I really am pregnant. Almost 6 weeks to be exact. The doctor gave me a list of do's and don'ts and what nots. To answer your question, no Carlos doesn't know yet. I wanted to really confirm it before I told him. Now that I know I want to surprise him. Something different than just going up to him and saying "Congrats, I'm pregnant!" I wanted something completely different. I had been thinking about it all week long. I'm ready for my plan to take place. I'm driving to Haywood in my black Porsche Turbo, ok ok its Carlos' turbo, but he insisted I drive it. I have my bag of little goodies next to me. I went shopping after I got out of the doctor and bought a few odds and ends to surprise Carlos.

I pull in the underground garage and park in Carlos' spot. I grabbed my bag and my purse and head to the elevator. I give my signature little finger wave to the camera. I can't keep the smile off my face and why should I? I'm happy with a capital H. I know I always said I never wanted to get married again or most definitely never have any kids, but with Carlos it just feels oh so right and I love that I'm having his baby. I hit the 5th floor and immediately ran into one of my favorite Merry Man.

"Beautiful, it looks as though you have been shopping. Anything for me?" I slap his hand away as he tries to peek into the bag. "Ouch, Beautiful, that hurt! Must be sugar in that bag." He gives me one of his lopsided grins and I can't help but grin back at him. "This bag is for me and my eyes only. You might find out later, but only if you behave, Santos." He again smiles at me and wags his eyebrows at me. Before he says anything to me however, I hear my favorite voice behind me.

"Babe, you went shopping this morning I see. Anything for me?" I can't help but laugh out loud. He raises one eyebrow at me. He wants me to explain. "Les just said that exact same thing, Carlos. It just struck me as funny. And no you can't see. So anyway, what are your plans for today, Batman?" I lean up and give him a soft kiss. He tries to take a little further, but a throat clearing in the background makes him pay attention. He smiles down at me and growls. "Later, Babe." I shiver in anticipation. I turn around and see Tank, Lester, Bobby, Ram, Cal, Hal, and Manny standing before me. All of them decked out in black cargos, black painted on t-shirts, black combat boots, and all packing heat! Yea..guns too! I then noticed that Carlos is also dressed in "work" gear. "Going somewhere?" I asked. He slowly nods and addresses the guys. "Men, head downstairs and suit up. I will be down in minute."

All the men head downstairs while Carlos pulls me into his office and pins me to the door. Before I can utter a word his mouth is on mine and when his tongue touches mine, I drop my bag and moan. Well damn another pair of panties…gone! Before my head can catch up, he pulls away from me. "Dios, Babe I would love nothing more than to take you up against the door here in my office, but I have a take down that I have to go on." Holy Hot Flash! I would really love that too. I hear him groan and I look at him and he has his eyes closed and he is trying to control himself. "Out loud, huh?" I asked. "Yea, Babe out loud." I smile at him again, kiss him gently, tell him to be careful and I will see him for dinner. After he's gone, I wait another 10 minutes before I get started.

I shut and lock Carlos' office door. I grab my bag of goodies and dumped the contents out on the desk. I look everything over. I chose about a half dozen items and set to work with Operation Tell Carlos I'm Pregnant!

The Next Day:

(Carlos' POV)

My Babe is clearly up to something and I just don't know what it is. I'm heading down to my office after breakfast with Steph. Yea breakfast was most certainly interesting this morning. Stephanie ate what I ate which I mean was whole grain pancakes with fruit not syrup and she ate with gusto. She kept looking at me funny and giggling. Giggling! It was cute, really cute! But a little odd with Steph. I unlock my office door and step inside. I can automatically tell something is a little different. I look around and I see it. A small white pacifier with yellow trim. What the hell is a pacifier doing in my office? I don't know where it came from. Maybe Mary Lou came to visit…no wait a minute her sister just had another baby, a girl named Alina. Yea that's it. I wonder why Steph didn't tell me that she came to visit. I sit down in my chair and turn my computer on. As it boots up, I get my desk arranged for a long day of paperwork. I opened the top drawer and I find a… blue baby spoon? What the hell were Steph and Val doing in here yesterday. I'll have to ask her when she gets back from picking up her skips. As I'm ass deep in paperwork, my phone buzzes. "Talk." I'm busy and I have no time for small talk.

"Boss, Mr. Sanderson is on line two and he has a problem and only wants to talk to you." I slowly let out a frustrated sign when I hear Ram tell me Mr. Sanderson is on the phone. "Thanks Ram." I pick the phone and ask Mr. Sanderson how I can help him. After 20 minutes on the phone, I finally agree to come to his house to meet him. I hang up the phone, grabbed my cell phone and I grabbed my briefcase(yea I don't carry it around with me) and I open it up and their laying in the middle is a small white baby rattle with a tiny blue and pink rocking horse painted on one side. I shake my head with confusion. I grab the papers for Mr. Sanderson's account and start to head out the door when I see something else.

A bib hanging from my door knob. A pink bib with white writing. It says "I Love My Daddy" Okay now I'm starting to wonder. Is something up? Is my Babe pregnant? I can't really dwell on it at this minute because I have to go meet Mr. Sanderson. Mr. Sanderson hates to be kept waiting. I think with disgust. I really can't stand the asshole but he is a major client. So I deal with it. I jogged down the stairs and to my turbo. I wonder why Steph didn't take it this morning. She loves the turbo. I throw my papers in the passenger seat and I climb in.

Finally after 2 hours talking with Mr. Sanderson he is finally happy with his security system again. We go over this pretty much every 6 months. It's something different every damn time. I open the car door and before I climb in I see it. It's a damn baby shoe. A tiny little white baby shoe. No frills or lace or anything. Could be for a boy or girl. My mind is racing a mile a minute. A baby shoe in my car. I know Steph took it out yesterday but could be left over from that. I pull into the garage at Rangeman. My mind is still moving fasting then me. I get out of the car with the shoe in my pocket. Well damn what the hell is that? A little white baby sock is hung on the doorway to the stairs. I smile to myself. Someone is trying to tell me something. I put the sock in my pocket, grab my phone and head to the 5th floor. I hit speed dial one as I go.

"Yo!"

Yo Yourself, Babe!"

I can hear the smile in her voice. "Hey Batman! What are doing?"

"I am headed to the break room for lunch. When are you coming home?" I ask her.

"I should be home in about 2 hours. Just about dinner time I believe. I took Grandma to funeral home to see George Sullivan. She took his death kinda hard. I'm in the mood for grilled chicken with steamed vegetables. Is that okay with you?"

I pull the phone back away from my head and look at the screen. Yea it's my Babe. I chuckle into the phone. "Yea Babe, that sounds good. I'll tell Ella. I Love You."

"I Love you too, Baby." She coos into the phone.

"Don't go crazy." I tell her.

"Don't get shot." She fires right back at me.

I hang up the phone as I enter the break room. I open the cabinet door and again a smile breaks across my face. A little jar of baby food. A jar of squash to be exact. My Babe is pregnant. I love the way she is trying to tell me. I gather up the jar of baby food, the shoe, the sock, the spoon, the bib, the pacifier, the baby rattle and I head upstairs to the 7th floor.

I fobbed my way in. I head straight to the kitchen and my heart stops as I see the counter. The matching shoe, the matching sock, another jar of baby food(carrots this time), another baby spoon(this one pink), another tiny bib(this one is white trimmed in pink and in green and camouflage writing it says "Proud of my Army Daddy"), a set of little plastic colorful baby key rings, another pacifier(this one white with the batman signal on it), but with these items is a pair of black baby cargos and a black onesie with Rangeman Baby embroidered on it. A book sits with the items. What to Expect When You're Expecting. A single piece of paper being held down the home pregnancy test simply reads: I'm Pregnant!

I slowly sit down in the bar stool next to the counter. My face is lit up like a Christmas tree. I can't stop smiling. My Babe…my life, my lover, my wife, my best friend is having my baby. My world is right…so right.

I hope you all enjoyed this little story. I will continue to write little one shots. Again nothing is mine! I find the Camouflage Bib online…it was really cute!