Okay, right off the bat, this is SLASH and MPREG and THERE WILL BE SEX SCENES!!!!! If this offends you in any way, don't agree with gay relationships, or if slash or mpreg or scenes of a sexual nature just isn't your thing then don't read this and please don't flame or bash me. This is just my sweet and angsty take on a TomDoug relationship and the birth of their first child. So, if you're interested, enjoy! Oh yeah, and I own nothing from 21 Jump Street and I don't own the name I used for pregnant males...I just borrowed it ;D Enjoy, and feedback would be much appreciated!

Tom had only been so scared one other day in his life, and that was the day his father died. He stuck his hands further into the pockets of his jeans as he walked to the drugstore. Jesus, why didn't he figure out sooner? All that throwing up, the mood swings, and with him being the genetic freak that he was...and he thought that he just had a fucking stomach virus.

"Nice going Tommy Hanson." he thought to himself.

When he looked up he saw that he reached the drugstore. This was the last thing that he wanted to do on his lunch break. He took a deep breath and went inside. To his relief, the only people in the store were him and the clerk. He dawdled around the magazines and candy for a while, but he figured he might as well get it over with. He looked around to see if any more people had arrived, then headed for the feminine needs section and picked up a pregnancy test. He was about to walk away, but then picked up three more, just in case. He went over to the clerk and laid the tests on the counter.

"Got crazy with your girlfriend, huh?"

Tom looked up at him and forced a smile. "Yeah, something like that."

"Or are you one of those crazy dudes who can get pregnant?"

Tom swallowed his alarm and tried to keep up this forced calm wall. "No, no, my girlfriend and I just forgot a condom one time."

"Oh, well that's good. Guys like that just don't seem natural, you know?"

Tom knew the feeling all too well. "Yeah."

The clerk bagged the tests and handed the bag over to him. "Well, good luck killer. Hope your lady isn't preggers!"

"Yeah, me too." Tom said as he laid a twenty dollar bill on the counter. "Keep the change." he said as he left the store.

"Jerk off." he said to himself as he made his way down the street. Why did he have to be born the way he was? Not only was he gay, but because of one little change in his genes, he could also get knocked up. Of course there were others like him, but he still felt alienated. If anyone saw him with a huge baby belly...god, he could only imagine the stares. Not that he wouldn't love his child; he would love to raise a child, especially considering who had helped him conceive in the first place.

He paused in the middle of the alley he was walking through and took his wallet back out of his pocket. He reached into one of the pockets and pulled out his favorite picture, the one of him sitting in Doug's lap with a carefree smile on his face with Doug's head sitting on his shoulder, grinning, looking just as happy. Tom smiled despite his current distress. Doug was everything he had ever wanted. He at first had been scared and nervous when he first got a crush on Doug, but that all turned to happiness when one day Doug came up to him and told him that he was head over heels in love with him. He remembered that he responded very enthusiastically to the declaration. He smiled smugly to himself. He had lost his virginity that day.

They had been together ever since. The picture he was holding in his hands was taken only a week after they got together by Judy, who had to their relief, along with Ioki, Fuller, and even later on Booker, accepted their relationship with almost no questions asked. That was three years ago and he couldn't imagine loving anyone more than he loved Doug, and he knew that Doug loved him just as much back. That's why he was so reluctant to tell Doug about what he was. He stuffed the picture back in the wallet and kept walking to his destination.

When he finally reached the gas station, he got two things-a slushie and a key to the bathroom. He locked the door and poured the slushie into the sink and rinsed the cup out. He opened up the tests and stepped to the side, unzipped his fly, and started peeing into the cup. Even though the door was locked and he was alone, he still felt embarrassed at doing something like this.

"God, why do I have to be such a bitch?" he thought to himself. When he was done, he picked up a test and poured a little of the sour smelling liquid on the test. He waited for a couple of minutes and to his horror, saw a little pink plus sign develop on the test. He looked at the test, threw it on the floor, and picked up another one. Soon he was on his last test and he saw the dreaded plus sign appear yet again. Desperate, he shook the test hard to get the result to change. Nothing happened. He beat the test against the wall and shook it some more, but the plus sign wouldn't go away.

"GODDAMNIT!" Tom screamed and he kicked the sink and the wall. He sank down on the floor and beat his fists on the floor. Big, fat tears started to roll down his cheeks. Totally defeated, he just started to cry. How could this have happened? He took birth control so something like this wouldn't happen. He tried to think back, tried to figure out where he messed up. Then he remembered. About a month ago, all of Jump Street went to a bar for Ioki's birthday and he and Doug had gotten especially wasted. They hadn't even waited until they got their drunk asses driven home by Judy, they were sticking their tongues down each other's throats right there in the back seat while Ioki was laughing maniacally at their urgency. He must have forgotten his pill that day.

Tom cried even more. He rested his hands on his stomach.

"I can't get an abortion, I can't!" he wailed. He couldn't stand the idea of sucking his child out of his body. If he carried the baby to term and gave it up for adoption, he knew he would grow too attached. His hands tightened around his stomach and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

Finally he stopped crying, got rid of the tests, and took the key back to the man at the gas station. He knew the man could tell he had been crying, but he didn't say anything. Before he went back to the Chapel he stopped at a water fountain in the park and rinsed his face to get rid of his puffy eyes and red cheeks. What the hell was he going to tell Doug? He would leave him, he knew it. Their time at Jump Street was running out, they couldn't keep their baby faces forever, so they could raise a baby together, but would he really want to put up with a pregnancy? He had grown up facing people who had looked at him like a freak; he couldn't face Doug treating him like that.

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"Hey Mister Wise Guy, you're late!"

"Only by a couple minutes, Jude." He looked around the Chapel. "It looks like my boyfriend has followed suit."

"For the third time this week!" Ioki and Booker both called out. Then, right on cue, Doug slammed the door open.

"Okay, okay, I know I'm late, I'm sorry, alright?"

Judy snorted. "You're not the only one. Your good for nothing boyfriend was late too."

Doug looked at Tom with an exaggerated look of surprise. "My Tommy?" he questioned, moving over to Tom, placing his hands on his hips and pulled him close to his form. "I'm having trouble believing that! That isn't like him!"

Tom smiled. He couldn't help but be hypnotized by Doug's charm. "Believe it Dougie, I'm full of surprises."

Doug chuckled and he leant in to kiss him.

"Damn you Doug!" Tom thought as he gave in to the sensations of the kiss. He also could never help but be hypnotized by the feel of Doug's lips on his.

"Alright, alright, cut it out you two! I'm feeling violated by what I'm seeing!" Booker yelled at them from across the room.

They pulled away from each other and Doug looked back over at him. "You're just jealous." Doug teased and gave Tom one more quick kiss and then he walked away to make himself some coffee. Tom felt a shot go to his heart. His desire to keep Doug was just as strong as his desire to keep his child. He couldn't make a choice, and he thought he would die of a broken heart if he had to. He sat down at his desk and started absent-mindedly looking through papers. School was just about to get in from the summer and mostly they were making preparations to go back undercover.

"Oh shit! It's not like I can go undercover while I'm pregnant!" Tom thought. He never considered that. Jesus, would he have to lose his job too? He blinked back a few tears that threatened to flood his eyes.

"Tom?"

He looked up. Doug was standing over him with a stack of papers in his hand. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean? Everything's fine Doug."

Doug looked directly into his eyes. "Tom, don't give me that. I can tell when something's eating at you. You wanna talk about it?"

Tom swallowed hard. Without really thinking, he blurted out "Not here. I mean, I don't wanna talk about it here. Let's go somewhere later...Clear Canyon maybe?"

"Whatever your heart desires Baby." He kissed Tom on the forehead and went back over to his desk.

"Shit!" Tom whispered. Goddamnit, he wasn't ready to talk to Doug. But then again, what was he going to do, wait until he was five months into pregnancy to tell him? It was best to tell him now, he knew that, but he was scared. So fucking scared.

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After everyone had said their goodbyes, Tom and Doug went off to Tom's mustang.

"Could you drive Doug? I don't feel very up to it."

Doug threw a surprised look at him. Usually Tom wanted to drive the mustang because it was rightfully his car.

"Sure Baby." he told him. They got in and Doug took Tom's hand in his own and laced their fingers together. Tom smiled and squeezed his hand tight around Doug's. They didn't need words to communicate their devotion to one another. Doug kissed his hand and then he drove off in the direction of the canyon.

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When they got to the canyon, Tom tried to relax and listen to the waterfall and try not to scream. He couldn't believe he was doing this.

"You ready Tom?"

He nodded. "Yeah Baby, I am." he lied and he opened the car door and went over to the rail by the falls and took in the beautiful sight of the rushing water.

Meanwhile, Doug was taking in the beautiful sight of Tom Hanson. His light brown hair blew in the warm summer breeze from the waterfall and his eyes shone in the sunlight. He was almost as much in love with Tom's beautiful eyes as he was with Tom himself. The dark brown jewels that usually brought him so much joy now left him forlorn, because there was a deep sadness shining through them. Sighing, he went over to Tom and circled him with his arms, holding him tight. Tom snaked his arms around Doug's, taking comfort in the touch. For a while, they stood in a comfortable silence, but then Tom broke it.

"Hey Doug, have you heard about guys who can get pregnant?"

Doug paused for a minute, thinking. He didn't understand what the topic had to do with whatever problem Tom was having, but he knew that sometimes Tom procrastinated his emotional issues. He would have to make him work on that later. "Yeah, I've heard a little bit about them. They call 'em Mpregs, they started showing up in the Sixties. They say more and more baby boys are born like that nowadays, it has to do with something about genetic responses to make more people for the human race."

Tom shifted a little in Doug's arms. "What do you think about them?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know...don't you think they're...I don't know...weird or flawed or whatever?"

He looked up into Doug's face and saw him thinking. "Well, I mean, it'll take me a while to really get used to seeing a pregnant guy, but I don't mind. I actually think it's great that more guys are being born like that."

Tom tried to hide his surprise (and happiness) as he took in what Doug said. "Really Doug?"

Doug smiled at him. "Yeah, really Tommy. I mean, think about the possibilities! If a woman is barren but her husband is an Mpreg, the husband can have the baby for them. Or it can give couples like us a chance to have a kid." he said as he tightened his grip on Tom. "I almost wish one of us was like that." he said more quietly.

Tom's eyes widened. "Are you serious Doug?"

Doug's cheeks reddened. "Yeah, kinda. I mean, raising a kid is something I've wanted to do for a while. It was one of the reasons that I almost never came out of the 'ol closet. I'm glad I did though." he said, giving Tom a small kiss.

For the first time in his life, he wasn't distracted by a kiss. "Doug...why haven't you told me about this before?"

He smiled and kissed Tom again. "Because I thought you would take it as me wanting to leave you for a woman. And I couldn't imagine ever leaving you Tommy."

Tom took a deep breath, pushing his shock and fear aside. "Then this is going to be a lot easier to tell you."

Doug looked up at him, confused. "What is it Tommy?" he asked, a little scared. Was he going to tell him that HE wanted to leave because he wanted a baby?

Tom sighed and forced himself to look into Doug's eyes. "Doug...I'm an Mpreg. I was one of the first that was ever born. They didn't even know that I was one when I was first born."

Doug's eyes widened. "What...Tom, are you...are you serious?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I am. I found out when I was about five."

Doug stepped away from him, just a little bit. "Tom...why did you never tell me about something like this? Don't you trust me?!"

Tom quickly went up to Doug and took his hand. "Oh God, yes I do Doug. Don't ever think that I don't trust you or that I don't care about you!"

"Then why did you hide this from me?"

Tom took a deep breath. "Because I'm used to people rejecting me when they find out. Mpregs weren't as common a couple of years ago as they are now, and even now there's only a small minority of us. Anyone I trusted with confiding to either thought I was a freak and alienated me or they said that they accepted me as I was but never looked at me the same way again. And...I couldn't handle it if you ever rejected me Doug. I don't think I would be able to go on living."

Doug smiled knowingly and encircled Tom in his arms. "Oh Tom, you stupid jerk. You shouldn't ever hide anything from me, ever. I love you too much to ever reject you. Even if you were an ugly, dumbass crack dealer instead of a sexy, smart cop I would still love you. I think that it's great what you are and you should never hide it from anyone, not just me. So never think you have to hide from anyone anymore, especially me. Okay Baby?"

Tom looked up at him, blinking tears out of his eyes. He had never felt this accepted before by anyone besides his own parents. "Yeah, I promise Doug."

"Good." Doug said as he leant down and kissed Tom hard and long. "Now, is there anything else you wanna tell me, since we're feeling so open today?"

Under any other circumstances Tom would have laughed, but he couldn't, not for something as big as this. "Yeah, yeah there is something else I want to tell you. Well, more like ask you."

"I'm listening Baby."

Tom took a deep breath and looked up at Doug. "Are you sure that you would want to be a father, that you would accept a pregnant male in your life?"

Doug smiled down at him. "Yes Tommy, I'm sure. I would love to have a child with you and I don't care who knows it. So feel free to get pregnant whenever you want."

Tom laughed and looked down for a second. "Well...I sort of...already am pregnant Doug."

The smile left Doug's face and was replaced by a look of shock. "What did you just say?"

"I'm pregnant Doug." Tom stated again more clearly. He picked up Doug's hand and guided it under his shirt to rest on his stomach. "I'm pregnant with your child." He looked up nervously into Doug's face again.

To his surprise and delight a huge smile broke out on Doug's face and he rubbed his hand across Tom's stomach. "Damn Tom, you gave me my Christmas present really early this year!"

Tom's eyes bugged out of his head. "You mean...you're happy?"

Doug threw his head back and laughed, pulling Tom into a tight hug. "Of course I'm happy Tom! The one I love is going to have my baby! We're gonna be parents! I doubt I could be any happier than I am right now!"

Tom could feel tears rolling out of his eyes. The weight of rejection had been lifted from his heart and he felt like he could fly. He broke out in a huge smile and laid kisses all over Doug's face, making him laugh. Then, feeling bold, he grabbed Doug's shirt collar, threw him on the ground and sought out his mouth with his own. Doug gasped at the surprise attack, which Tom took full advantage of. He pushed his tongue into Doug's mouth, eager to taste him. Doug sighed at the contact, wrapping his arms around the slender form of his lover, stroking his tongue with his own.

Tom reluctantly pulled away, the need for air becoming too demanding. He smiled at Doug and Doug smiled back, wiping away the tears that were still coming out of his eyes. Tom buried his head against his chest, feeling incredibly content.

"Looks like you feel better." Doug noted, making Tom laugh.

"Yeah, I am. Thank you so much Doug."

"Hey, you're the one that's pregnant. I should be thanking you."

Tom looked down at Doug with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I can think of a way." he said and he grinded his hips hard against Doug's.

Doug stifled a moan. "Excellent idea Tommy. Get in the car now or I don't think I'll be able to make it home."

Tom ground his hips into Doug again, feeling Doug's hard cock, making him harder. "Who says we have to wait until we get home? We should celebrate right here and now. No one will bother us here."

"Damn Tom, you're an eager beaver today."

"It's not my beaver that's eager."Tom whispered into his ear, nuzzling his ear and circling his tongue around it.

Doug laughed, rolling Tom over so that he was on top and kissed him hard, tongues and teeth clashing. Tom buried his hands in Doug's hair, knowing how much he loved it. Doug started to slowly unbutton Tom's shirt, pressing kisses onto the hot skin. Tom let out a moan and started tugging at Doug's shirt, only getting it off when Doug was finished unbuttoning his shirt and raised his arms above his head. Then Tom slipped out of his own shirt and started kissing down the length of Doug's neck while running his hands over the large muscles of his lovers back, arms, and shoulders.

"Wait, stop."

Tom looked up and nodded. He knew what he wanted to get. Doug walked over to the car and retrieved a towel and a bottle of KY from the trunk, which they kept there for...emergencies.

"Doug, hurry the fuck up!"

He smiled at the urgency. "Patience, my love, patience."

"Patience I don't have! I need you Doug, need you inside of me, fucking me! Please..."

Doug moaned at the words that left the sinful lips of his lover and quickly laid out the towel which Tom slid on top of and Doug quickly returned to the solace of Tom's mouth, reaching down and stroking the bulge in Tom's jeans.

"Oh Jesus...Doug! Stop teasing!"

"You know you love it. You love me teasing you, fucking you, don't you?"

"Yes, oh God yes Doug!"

Doug smiled and ran his tongue down Tom's treasure trail, reaching the top of his jeans. He unzipped the fly and pulled his shoes off in order to get off his pants. He slowly pulled off his boxers, Tom's member jutting out from his body. It was already leaking drops of pre cum. He encircled his tongue around the head of the hard member and swallowed it whole, deepthroating it.

Tom cried out, knotting his fingers in Doug's hair, preventing him from moving. Doug bobbed his head up and down, his hand coming up to stroke Tom's furred sack.

Tom was breathing like he had just run a marathon. The muscles in his stomach and groin tensed, warning Doug that he was about to cum. With one last loving lick at the tip, he released Tom's cock.

Tom whined loudly at the loss of contact, but was comforted by the sight of Doug taking off his shoes, pants and boxers. Doug noticed that his eyes had gone from dark brown to almost black with lust when he poured some of the KY on his fingers. He pressed his mouth against Tom's and slowly inserted a finger inside of his tight entrance. Tom moaned loudly and brought one of his hands down to stroke Doug's neglected cock. Doug added a second finger, scissoring the digits around to stretch the entrance. He moaned as Tom ran his thumb over the leaking tip of his cock and he added a third finger, reaching up to find Tom's sweet spot. He found the nub and stroked it, causing Tom to moan and buck his hips forward.

"DOUG, NOW!" Tom demanded. Doug couldn't agree more. He removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock.

Tom moaned loudly and drew Doug's body close to his as he entered him. Doug's cock was like the rest of him, big and wide, and he loved when it was inside of him.

Then Doug started to move and Tom writhed beneath him. Doug aimed to touch his sweet spot with every stroke and succeeded, making Tom wail in ecstasy.

Tom nipped at Doug's ears and any other skin he could reach and Doug moaned in appreciation. He nipped Tom's ear in return and teased his hard nipples, causing Tom to writhe even more than he already was. Soon Doug was slamming into Tom, almost painfully, but Tom loved every second of it.

"Doug, I'm so close...oh God, I'm cumming!" and with that he spurted his seed on Doug's stomach.

The contraction of Tom's muscles around his cock was too much for Doug and he came deep inside his lover with one last shout. Then he collapsed next to him, panting heavily, and pulled his slender form close to his. Tom tucked his head into the crook of Doug's neck, reveling in what they just shared. He was so happy he couldn't even speak. His child would have a father...well, a second one anyway. Doug had accepted him, which was all he ever wanted. He kissed Doug's chest lovingly and Doug tightened his arms around him.

"God, I love you Tommy Hanson."

"I love you too Doug Penhall."

Doug looked at him and moved one of his hands to rest on Tom's stomach. "And I love this little guy too."

Tom's eyes filled with tears again, but they didn't fall this time. He put one of his hands on top of Doug's hand. "I can't tell you how happy it makes me feel to hear you say that."

Doug smiled. "You don't have to tell me. I can see it." He bent down and laid a small kiss on Tom's stomach. Then they just laid there by the waterfall for a while staring into each other's eyes. This was going to be hard, but their love for each other would make it a hell of a lot easier.