Chapter 1

Cammie's pov:

"Zach, I have some news for you..." I said softly. "You know how Macey, Liz, and Bex are pregnant. Right? Well... I am too."

He stared at me for a long moment. I could see the thoughts all coming together in his brain at once. Was he thinking that this wasn't good? Did he not want a baby? So much lack of confidence over children filled her. Then he did what she hadn't thought he would. He picked her up in his arms and twirled her around. "We're pregnant!" He shouted. Happy tears fell down my face. I definitly hadn't been expecting that... "We're pregnant!"

"Zach..."

"How long have you known about this?" He asked me, looking at me finally and setting me down on the floor, his arm around my waist.

"A month..." I said softly.

He stared at me with hurt in his eyes, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was frightened that you wouldn't want to after what happened..." My voice broke. "I didn't want anything to happen..."

"Oh, Gallagher Girl, I didn't know..." His voice was soft. "Of course I want a child. It's been three years Cam... That wasn't your fault Cam..." His voice broke.

"I got kidnapped. I shot your mother and then I was shot by her guards, it was my fault..." She stared at the ground with tears in my eyes. "I..." He shook his head and kissed me softly on the lips. It was the kind of kiss he gave me when I was stressed or worried and it was always exactly what I needed. "Zach..." I pleaded against his lips, but he didn't let up. "Zach..." He pulled me tighter to him and all I could do was kiss him.

Zach's pov:

I smoothed her silky, auburn hair and kissed her neck. She moaned softly and I just held on harder.

"Zach... We have to get to work..." Her sighs grew higher and I knew she was trying to get me off of her, but was failing due to her enjoyment. "Zach we're going to be late..."

"That's okay. A pregnant woman can be fashionably late," I kissed her throat softly but she batted me off.

"I have to go, now." She gave me that mom look.

"Fine. We can go to work," I sighed. "But don't come looking for me when you need someone to kiss you."

"I know. I'll just go to Grant. Bex definitly won't mind," she said.

I scowled at her, "You wouldn't dare."

"You're right." She kissed me again. "A pregnant woman is allowed to be fashionably late."

Bex's pov:

"Where is Cammie?" The director, Jax asked.

I shrugged, "How would I know?" He scowled at me.

"You're her best friend. She was supposed to be here an hour ago..." He grumbled.

"I'm going to be a mum you know," she said in her heavily British accented voice. "You know what they say? When you're getting laid don't leave till you're heavily paid."

Jax stared at me for a long moment, "That's a saying?"

"I pick a couple things up around the block when my cover's a hooker or a stripper. I play those roles very well," I laughed.

"So you're saying she's getting laid at the moment?" Jax gave me a long look.

"Bingo."