This scenario popped into my head one day and the only way to get it out was to write it down.

Jake English jolted awake.

A slight confusion settled over him as he tried to figure out what had awoken him. It was still dark and he could barely see. But that was ok; he didn't really need to see. First of all he knew he wasn't alone in the bed where he lay. He could feel the arms of his beloved Dirk wrapped around his torso. Dirks soft even breaths drifted past Jakes chin as they lie facing each other. Their legs were tangled haphazardly on the lower end of the bed. Jakes arms were curled comfortably between Dirks chest and his own. Jake could feel Dirks steady heartbeat where his hands pressed against his chest.

Jake smiled tenderly at his sleeping lover and closed his eyes forgetting his confusion in the face of his overwhelming feelings for the man wrapped around him. He started to drift to sleep again when his stomach fluttered bringing him back to wakefulness.

Jakes heart sank; he still wasn't over that dammed flu! It had been plaguing him for several weeks now and he still couldn't seem to get over it. Once maybe twice a day Jake found himself hovering over a toilet emptying the contents of his stomach.

Annoyed, Jake prepared himself to get up out of bed and head for the bathroom. He lay there for a minute waiting for the nausea to hit him. When it didn't come Jakes brow furrowed in bafflement.

He was sure his misbehaving stomach was what had woken him but he couldn't figure out why he wasn't nauseous.

His stomach seemed to quiver again and Jake slid both hands down underneath his nightshirt to lay both palms flat against his belly.

His stomach fluttered again and this time he felt it from within and from beneath his own hands. It was decidedly one of the oddest sensations he had ever come across. He examined the feeling closer now that he was more awake but he couldn't make any sense of it.

He had thought at first that he was going to throw up again but without the nausea Jake didn't feel sick at all. He was sure it wasn't a muscle tick of any sort because he would have been able to still feel the muscle that was ticking.

No, this felt more like something was tapping gently on the wall between his insides and the outside air.

Jake sat up abruptly sudden fear making him breathe sharply through his nose. Both of his hands were still on his stomach as he sat there rigid wondering what the hell was inside of him.

Of course, jerking out of Dirks arms like that was bound to wake him and Jake felt Dirk sit up beside him.

"Jake? What's wrong?" Dirk placed a hand on Jakes shoulder noticing how incredibly tense Jake had become and how his breathing was harsh and erratic. "Nightmare?"

"S-seems like a nightmare ol chap." Jake whispered unable in his panic to elaborate. Jake reached over and fumbled until he found Dirks free hand that wasn't on his shoulder and pulled it over until He was pressing Dirks hand over the spot in him that was moving.

Dirk went completely still when he felt the gentle flutter underneath Jakes skin. It stopped for a moment; then came again.

"Are you doing that?" He whispered wrapping his arm around Jakes shoulders to pull him closer while his other hand stayed on Jakes stomach.

"N-no mate. Th-theres something inside m-me I think!" Dirk caught the panic showing through in Jakes voice.

They both sat still for another few minutes feeling the movement inside Jake and silently wondering what was happening. Dirk started to rub Jakes back with the hand that had been around his shoulders and that seemed to relax him a little at least. Jakes breathing evened out and the tension in him drained a little. Jake leaned into Dirk and was comforted by his mere presence. Jake knew that whatever happened Dirk would always be there for him, just like he always was there for everybody when they were in the game.

Jake even started to relax completely when he felt Dirk stiffen.

"What is it?" Jake asked looking at him through the dim light starting to come through the window of their bedroom.

"No…" Dirk breathed.

"What?" Jake insisted.

"This is gonna sound crazy and I have no idea where this thought came from but…" Dirk paused uncomfortably, "Jake… are you pregnant?"

This is where you all groan and say "Really? Really?

I regret nothing…

runsaway…