Adam

No! How is that possible! No,no,no! These where the thoughts running through my head as i climbed into bed and curled up in between my two lovers. Eli asks me whats wrong. I just whimper. He murmurs something to Fitz. The bed shifts, and I roll over to shout at Fitz, "No! Fitz don't..." He ignores me and continues on into the bathroom. When I hear him gasp I roll back over and attempt to sink into the mattress while Eli gets up to see what Fitz is gasping about.

Fitz

No way. This can't be right. I pick up the little stick and almost pass out at what I see. A little pink plus-sign. Positive. Adam's pregnant. Were having a baby! I jump when Eli speaks right behind me, asking me what's wrong. I spin around to look at him. And silently, as though afraid of his reaction, i murmur,"He's...he's pregnant." Eli stares at me, his mouth hanging open, giving me a look like I just told him I'm half monkey. (Actually, he'd probably believe that one) Then he just shook his head and we both went and layed back down on either side of our pregnant lover.

Eli

As soon as I layed down I wrapped my arms around Adam. He shivered and wrapped his arms around my chest. Fitz layed on the other side of the bed and wrapped his arms around both me and Adam. I gently placed a kiss on Adam's forehead. I whisper to him, gently as I can, "Baby? You ok?" He starts sobbing into my chest. Fitz holds us closer. Adam barely manages to choke out a few words, "Are you mad?" I half-laughed, relieved that that was the only thing wrong with my little lover. I whisper comforting words into his ear. "No. Never. We're happy." Fitz murmurs his agreement. Adam starts to calm down, and after a few minutes he starts falling asleep. Just before he is out for good I lift his chin and kiss him softly. He smiles and lays his head on my chest, and falls asleep.

Fitz

About 5 minutes after Adam fell asleep I could hear Eli's soft snores. I just smiled, pulling my sleeping husbands closer to my chest. I kiss Adam's hair, then Eli's forehead, before drifting off my self.

(9 months later)

Adam

"Fuck!" The pain was horrible. I was exasted. I couldn't do this anymore. I panted and cried out in pain. Eli brushed my bangs away from my eyes and kissed my forehead. "Breathe," he murmured to me, "Your so close. One more big push and it will all be over." I whimpered. "I can't." Fitz squeezed my hand. "You can. Come on baby. One more big push." I gathered up the last of my strength and pushed as hard as I could. Suddenly my cry of agony was replaiced by the cry of my baby. I heard a choked sob from Fitz. "You did it baby. You did it." He brushed the hair out of my face just as the doctor said, "It's a boy," and placed our little baby into Eli's arms.

Eli

The doctor handed me the little bundle of blue bankets, and I gently take him in my arms. I smiled through the tears pouring down my face. This is amazing. Finally, the little boy we've been waiting for for so long is here. I trace my finger over his little nose, his lips. I count his little fingers and toes. "He's perfect," I manage to choke out. Then I sit on the bed and hand Adam our little boy. He does the same "assesment" as I did then passes him on to Fitz. Fitz repeats the action as well, murmers, "He's beautiful," then passes him back to Adam, who strokes his finger through the little tufts of black hair on our son's head. I look up at Fitz and we share a kiss over Adam's head. Then, we both kiss Adam. The doctor interupts our peacefull little moment to ask if we had decided on a name yet. Adam looked at me, then at Fitz, then at the doctor. "Yeah. Benji."