Title: Stop

Author: Reilly Tross

Summary: James begs Sirius to stop. M-preg. Slash.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

"Hey Jay."

"Sirius."

"What's wrong?"

"You're smoking again."

"You smoke too!"

"Not pot! Just…normal cigarettes."

"Well, to each his own."

"Sirius, you're pregnant!"

"So?"

"So? So, you need to stop! Stop smoking, stop drinking, stop…just stop!"

"I can't stop baby, I'm like a train. You just can't stop a train."

"…"

"Hey! I was using that!"

"I noticed. And don't you dare light up another one!"

"Fine. No more tonight."

"No Sirius. No more ever. Look, I'll stop if you do."

"Why would I want you to stop? You look dead sexy smoking."

"…How many times have we had this conversation?"

"Too many."

"So why can't you just quit? You're killing yourself, you're killing our baby, and you're killing me, all for what? A fifteen minute high?"

"…"

"No, Sirius, look at me."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Fine then, don't. Just know that I can't anymore, alright? I love you with everything that I am, but I can't anymore. You have to choose."

"Choose what James? A baby I didn't really want, or an addiction I don't want to give up? A one time fluke when we were both pissed drunk and I let you top, or a lifetime habit that makes me happy?"

"No. Your death, Sirius, you're killing yourself with those. So choose. Right now, 'cause I just can't. Me, or those."

"You? What are you on about?"

"I'll leave Si, I will. Just pack up and go. If you don't…at least try. I'm not asking everything!"

"You want me to just stop, right now, and never touch them again."

"No. Just…just try alright? Do something else when you get a craving, wash dishes or go flying or…or come ravage me for Merlin's sake, but just don't pick up a joint, and then, eventually, you won't get them anymore. Please."

"I…I can't…You can't…You...I…I'm sorry."

"Oh...well…well, alright. I'll…I'll just…go then."

"No! James, you can't seriously-"

"I am, Sirius. I…When, if you stop, well…I love you, alright? So…just, well just know that, 'kay?"

"James!"

"…"

"He…he left…he left…he's gone. He's gone."

Two days later, Sirius got an abortion. He then became the best man at James' wedding to Lily Evans a year and a half later. Unbeknownst to anyone else, he never touched a cigarette of any kind again.