This is my third Will and Grace story. In the fourth season, they questioned the possibility of a baby. This is my version of what would have happened if it would have….
These characters are the property of KoMut Productions…and I dedicate it to the wonderful actors…. Eric McCormack, Debra Messing, Megan Mullahy, Sean Hayes, and Shelley Morrison…we will miss you…
Grace looked down at her stomach . She had so hoped it would happen. But it had been three days since the visit to the doctor. Imagine she had Will's sperm floating around in her. They had sat down and made a decision, they were going to have a baby. Grace had been inseminated and they waited for some kind of news.
"Anything yet?" asked Will as he came in the door of the apartment. In his hands carried his briefcase and a bag from Babies R Us. "What's that ?" Grace asked. Will smiled and opened the bag. "It's some presents for the baby. A cashmere blanket and a stuffed cat." Grace threw up her hands . "Truman , I'm not even pregnant yet. But can you rub my feet?" she whined. Will let out a sigh and started to rub.
Karen and Jack entered the door. "Oh God, she 's not even knocked up yet. And it's already starting."
"Will, no heterosexual behavior in front of me." Yelled Jack. "Unless," he started.
"Do you know something?'' said Karen excitedly. "I am so glad I brought champagne . Now we can celebrate."
"When has that stopped you." Said Will. "You celebrate the opening of a tuna can."
Will went back to Grace's feet. She looked down at him and smiled. He was going to make an awesome daddy. Will was the most mature and loving man she had ever known. Damnit why did he have to be gay? He was her friend and since they were now both in their late thirties, had made this decision. They would raise the baby together. Karen poured the champagne into glasses and handed them out. Will took the glass from Grace's hand and gave her a water instead.
"Hold it little mommy. No booze for you." He scorned.
"But I don't know yet Will. It may be take a few times before we are successful." Grace reminded him.
"But alcohol may decrease our chances. " he said tenderly.
"What alcohol is actually bad for you?" said Karen as she drank from the bottle.
"On the planet earth, yes it is., Boozilla."
"Hey Wilma, that's Rosie's pet name for me. Don't you dare use it." Yelled Karen.
A few days went and Grace was still not pregnant. She went to the mirror and stuffed a pillow in her shirt. Admiring her profile, she took another one and used it to enhance her tiny breasts. Mommy. That's what she wanted to be called. She wasn't going to a train wreck of a mommy like hers. She was going to be the perfect mommy to her baby. Her little girl or boy. Will? She was convinced that he was going to make a terrific father. She hoped that the baby would inherit his looks and his brains.
"Anything yet?" asked Will. Grace shook her head. "What are we doing wrong? I have been reading these books and taking my temperature. I got so bored I just wanted to see what I was going to look like." She whined.
"You mean with boobs." Said Jack as he busted in the door. "Don't you know how to knock?" said Will irritated.
"Just checking on mommy to be and little Willie. See you can name him after yourthingy. What not laughing? I thought fat people were supposed to be jovial." Said Jack.
"I got this fertility thing all covered. Haul it in here Rosie!" bellowed Karen. A few steps behind her was Rosario holding a rather strange looking charm. "Now Rosario is going to perform a Mexican or wherever fertility ritual on you." Karen explained.
"FOR THE LAST TIME DRUNKENSTEIN! I am from El Salvador and I am not a voodoo witch doctor. This is a religious medal to help Grace conceive." Bellowed Rosario.
"Karen wouldn't know of such things , since she is the bride of Satan." Said Will. "Thanks Rosario, it couldn't hurt." He smiled and took it from her and handed it to Grace.
"A Presbyterian and a Jew with a Catholic medal. I don't know how kosher that's going to be ." said Grace as she took the medal.
"As Kosher as that baby knowing it was conceived with a turkey baster." Said Karen as she took another sip of her drink in her purse."So Grace when are you going to get another shot of Gaytorade?" Karen said as she looked at her.
"I guess we can try again in a few days. I think we just picked a bad time of the month." She sighed.
"Eww I hate hearing about woman stuff." Said Jack as he made a face. "Not that time of the month, you man one short of a X chromosome , she wasn't ovulating and that is the optimum time for conception." Explained Will.
The next day, Will and Grace were at the ob/gyn 's again. Grace held Will's hand as the precious sperm was being injected into her."So how does it feel?" Will asked nervously. "I think this is going to do it, I alright feel pregnant." Grace giggled.
"Well if you ask for pizza and ice cream on the way home. Oh wait, you do anyway." Laughed Will.
"Well Grace, we are all done. I suggest that you go home and keep your feet up. Take it easy and don't do anything strenuous." The doctor said.
"She won't anyway.Thank you doctor. How soon will we know if it works ? Will asked as he helped Grace off the table.
"Can take at last up to three days. Good luck Mr. and Mrs. Truman."
They said it simultaneously "We're not married."
"Yeah, I'm gay." Said Will.
"A lot of friends are doing this. At least you two are already friends, that makes this easier." The doctor said.
"And that's why she will actually let me look under her robe." Laughed Will.
"But you still have to buy me dinner." Said Grace. "Let's try that new Thai place."
"You two are cute enough to be a real couple."laughed the doctor.
"A long time ago , we were." said Will. "Come on little mommy to be." He said to Grace as he led her out the door.