Hi lovely readers! This story is going to be a little different, and a little crazy – hence the title! Maryl (Maryl) and I, Kirstie (MissChick23), have decided to put out twisted little heads together and write a Fic.

Now, given our talents in humour (Maryl) and tragedy (Kirstie), you may ask yourself what kind of Fic this will be? We are here to tell you! WE HAVE NO IDEA!!!! And that is the fun (for us and you)! What is going to happen is that one of us (let's say me) will start the fic. When I get to the end of the post, I will cliffhanger it. I will not tell Maryl what I have planned ahead of time, and I can end it however I wish. It is then Maryl's turn to UD and the same rules apply. Neither one of us has any idea how the story will go. Hence the fun. Our one thing is that we will try to keep the characters as true to the show as possible... The storylines however...ANYTHING GOES!

After a short discussion and a little hair pulling, it has been decided that Maryl shall start. Remember... This is a no-holds-barred kinda Fic and we will be trying VERY hard for crazy cliffhangers at the end of each UD, so that we can stick it to the next writer (Kirstie look out).

Chapter One – (Maryl's madness...)

The radio in the apartment is on full blast. Gnarles Barkley's Crazy, pounds out as Haley James Scott, dances around her soon-to-be-ex-home-again. Most of her and her husband Nathan's things are packed in boxes, ready to be moved to either her Mother-in-law's home or storage. She spots Nathan's boxers on the floor by the couch. For a moment she tries to simply bend over to pick them up. No luck. She laughs at the impossible task, given she is like seven and a half months pregnant. She places her hand on the side of the couch and tries to bend backward to reach them. Not a chance. Haley throws her hands in the air and rolls her eyes.

"The man will just have to pick up his own damn underwear!" She laughs exasperated.

She smiles to herself, remembering that she played an active roll in the boxers getting there in the first place. She picks one of his basketballs up off the chair and walks across the room to put it in an open box. As she passes the full-length mirror and sees her reflection, she groans, taking careful note of her resemblance to the ball. She shrugs, well at least now she can eat cookie dough like all day long and not have to defend herself. Haley tosses the ball into the box, but it hits the edge and bounces out.

"Damn. You didn't see that."

Smiles and looks at her belly.

"Sorry. You didn't hear Mommy's potty mouth either."

She grabs a piece of newspaper and picks up a picture off the shelf. It's her and Nathan on their second wedding day. She smiles and kisses her handsome husband's image. She has a moment of panic but shakes it off. She quickly wraps the frame and packs it away. She moves over to the CD player and turns up the volume. She moves to the music and looks around at the apartment. Haley has had so many memories here... Her wedding night. The first weeks of her marriage. The fun of rooming with Tigger. Her and Nathan building their life back together as husband and wife. Even the fights and bad stuff, it was all worth it. She'll miss this home. She moves to the kitchen counter and picks up a dishrag. On impulse she starts swinging it around and dancing. She does not hear the door open.

"WhoooHoooo!"

Haley gasps in shock, but then covers her face in embarrassment.

"You were not supposed to see that."

Nathan walks in and shuts the door. He moves over to her and gently pulls her hands away from her face.

"Did I ever tell you, that you are the most beautiful girl on the planet?"

He leans down and starts a long kiss. When he pulls away, Haley's eyes are closed and a dreamy smile plays across her lips.

"Mmmmmmm... Once or twice... Did I ever tell you, you smell like a three day old gym sock?"

Nathan laughs, and hugs her even closer. "Once or twice. Sorry, Skills and I were playing a little one on one, down at the river court. Then Luke showed up and we shot some baskets. I guess I'm a little sweaty."

"You know sweaty doesn't bother me, but stinky is a little harder to take."

Nathan laughs and pushes a strand of hair back behind her ear.

"I'll hit the shower and then come and help you pack."

"It's about time!" Trying to get her voice to sound firm.

"I could point out that this is not MY first time moving out of this apartment... and last time I had to pack almost all of your stuff myself."

A pin goes into Haley's heart and she looks up at him with apologetic eyes. He smiles at her and gives her another kiss, to show her that all is forgiven. Nathan and Haley jump a little as they both feel the baby kick hard against her stomach. Nathan pulls back and looks at her growing belly.

"Sorry, buddy, did Daddy forget to say hello to you?"

Nathan kneels down so that his face is level with Haley's tummy. He gives the mound a kiss and runs tickling fingers over her belly.

"Hey, mister, I hope you were having fun being shaken around like a milkshake, by your mom's dancing."

Haley gasps and jokingly slaps Nathan on the side of the head. They are both laughing as he stands up. He gives her another quick kiss and starts to head down the hall.

"I'll be back in a flash. Save me a dance?"

"Always." She smiles at him.

Nathan disappears into the bedroom and as he does so, so does Haley's smile. She rubs her hand over her belly. The panic sets in again. They are so happy right now. She doesn't want to ruin it. But she can't go on not knowing. She looks down at her belly. She's slept with her husband like a million times... This can't be the result of her one night with Lucas. Haley shuts her eyes and then opens them with resolve. She has to find out who the father of her baby is.

TahDAH!!!!! There is the first Post and the first CLIFFHANGER! How'd you guys like it? Kirstie? Still breathing? I was going to make it "her one night with Chris", but I thought there would be more plot if it was Lucas. Remember, Kirstie does not have to fully resolve the cliffhanger but it does have to be in her story and she has to at least start dealing with it. HAHA! Haley's pregnant and she doesn't know whether the father is her husband or his brother/her best friend. Now, the question becomes... Kirstie, what are you going to do about it?!