AN: I received one of the sweetest messages this morning from a reader. After thinking about a response. I realized I used to write these FF for me to "fix" the show. Now, I write them for you also. My readers. I was so touched by their wonderful words, it reminded me why I wanted to write these stories to being with.

I can't speak for all writers, but for the few I know personally, it means the world when someone takes the time to email us or give us a review. I am truly humbled when I receive emails or reviews. You all don't really know it, but I never thought I had the courage to follow my dreams a few years ago. You all on FF pushed me and believed in me. Now, look at me. I am honestly following my dreams and better yet, I'm getting results.

So, this story goes out to all of you.

I love you. From the bottom of my heart, I love you all. Thank you for believing in me, and thank you for humbling me.

Love you,

PolHop

Summer 2011

"I want to have a baby."

She stared at him so intently. Something wasn't right, she must have heard him wrong.

"Penelope, are you listening to me?" he asked.

"No. Yeah. I mean… Yes, I am listening to you. You said you want to have a baby," Penelope reiterated. Blinking fast to help clear her mind she tried register what he has just said.

"Okay, glad we have that settled."

She continued to stare. What more was she to do? He just burst into her home, sitting her down then exclaiming he wanted to have a baby. This was completely new territory for her. Normally she was the one who would come up with crazy, not thought out, ideas and spew them on him. Sometimes he'd agree to them, others, he would sit her down and show her the devil's advocate side. "What do we have settled?" she asked.

"The baby," he said looking at her like she had grown two heads.

"Okay…" she spoke slowly, still trying to understand. "You want to have a baby. We have established that now."

"Exactly," he said. He leaned back on her couch, crossing one of his legs over the other. He picked up the TV remote and turning it on.

Penelope sat back and watched him. She must have entered the Twilight Zone. She looked around to make sure she was still in her apartment.

She took a deep breath trying to reassess the situation. Okay, so he made his choice and she was going to support him no matter what. That's what she was used to doing and will always continue to do. She watched him. He seemed more relaxed than he had been in months. Maybe he was having some midlife crises and he finally snapped?

"Are you sure you don't want a convertible?" she asked, trying to make light of the situation.

He turned to her, fire in his eyes. "What?"

Oh no, he didn't like that.

"You know," she said with a laugh. "When most people go through… uhh… this certain time in their life they opt for the car or a woman half their age."

"You think this is a joke, some sort of midlife crises?" he asked moving to the edge of the couch.

Penelope watched him not really sure what to do or say. "Umm, no?"

"Jesus, Penelope," he said. "This isn't a joke. I've been missing something for a long time, and I didn't know what that was until recently. I woke up the other morning and it hit me. I want to be a dad. I want to come home and have my children run into my arms. I want to coach little league. I want to go to school plays and cheer louder than any other parent there."

"Okay," Penelope remarked.

"I want to encourage them to take on the world." He moved to take her hand. "I want this, Penelope."

She looked into his eyes and all she saw was love. "I believe you," she said.

"Good." He let go of her hand, and once again leaned back on her couch. "So, what are your thoughts?" he asked.

She sat back in her chair. "I think you will make a great dad. And if this is what you really want I'll support you every step of the way."

"I'm glad you think so," he said.

She didn't know what else to say, so instead she watched him, trying to figure him out.

"How do you want to do this?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the TV.

"Excuses me?" Penelope asked. "How do I want to do what?"

He turned toward her. "How do you want to do this?"

Now she knew she was in the Twilight Zone. "How do I want to do what?" she repeated. This back and forth was giving her a server headache.

"Penelope," he said. "I want to have a baby with you."

Her eyes widened as she registered what he said. "Derek?"

AN: Here is my story dedicated to all of you. I don't know if I'll be leaving it here or adding to it. But I thought this pure fluff little story will help show you I love you all.

*Complete for now*