Kenny and Max fic…as requested. I did like them better as friends, I thought they had a charming friendship before they got together romantically. Picks up two years after season four…can't promise it's going to be a happy fic.

Present – Lacos House

No, Max thought, no. Flopping back on their bad, she put the positive pregnancy test on her chest. I can't be pregnant…not like this. Not when I don't know who the father is. My husband or the drunken mistake I made…one weekend and I may have blown my marriage to pieces. The one-night stand who…we agreed it was a mistake and that it wouldn't happen again. Then it did…over and over it happened that day. That weekend. I couldn't help myself.

"Max? Are you home?"

How do I do this? My sister's bachelorette party, drunk, damn me. No, get it confirmed…find out how far along I am…it's very likely Kenny's baby. Like 99% sure. "Yeah, upstairs."

"Is that an invitation?"

A good husband, she thought, and he doesn't deserve me cheating on him and possibly being pregnant by someone else. I suck. I suck so much. What was I thinking? Alcohol isn't an excuse…I'm a terrible wife. Flipping the pregnancy test in the trash and covering it. Not until I'm sure of the timeline…I don't have to hurt Kenny or tell him until I know. Three-years of marriage, with the last two filled with us trying to get pregnant and failing every month.

"Hey."

She smiled at him, before crossing their bedroom to him. "Hey yourself."

"Max?" he asked, as she kissed him and draped herself on him. "Hey there."

She smiled up at him. I screwed up…I belong with Kenny. I always have, and I may…no, it's his. It has to be his. I have to tell him. "I missed you."

"You look like you feel better."

"I slept and…I feel great. Better now that you're home with me."

Max, he thought, as she pushed him back on the bed and climbed on top.

8 Weeks Ago – Max

"I'm getting married!" Sarah Stewart cried, hugging her sister. "I love you, Max!"

Max hugged her sister, the tequila messing with her head. "I love you, Sarah!"

"You're my favorite sister."

"I'm your only sister."

"Did you see the bartender's ass?"

Present – Jill's Office

Jill smiled as she looked at Max in her office. "Your home test was right, Max. Congratulations, you're pregnant."

No, she thought, no…not now. I need more time. Smile. Be happy. "I am?"

She looked at her shell-shocked friend. "You look to be about eight-weeks along, Max."

She felt the floor drop out with that. No…No. Eight weeks ago, I was in Vermont with my sister…getting drunk and stupid…having sex. Cheating on my husband…who loves me. Who would do anything for me. I'm a slut. I suck. "Wow."

"Max?" Jill asked. "What is it?"

She looked at her old friend. It was one time…one dumb mistake and I'm pregnant. I'm going to destroy Kenny…my marriage…it has to be his. "I'm pregnant? We've been trying and…Wow."

8 Weeks Ago – Kenny

"She's at her sister's bachelorette party. Are you old enough to drink that beer?" Kenny asked looking at Kim.

"Barely," she said, smiling at him. "So, Max just left you alone?"

Max, he thought, kissing me in the driveway. She just wraps herself around me like a sexy present. In those tight jeans, tank top, and ponytail. She did it for me, he thought, went back to her real color and grew it out…she looks so…that's the Max I love. "It's her sister."

Kim smiled at him again, pushing her hair back before laying her hand on his thigh. "We should hang out more."

He moved her hand and stood up. "I'll see you around, Kim."

Present - Lacos House

I can't tell her, Kenny thought, it'll break her. We've been trying and… This is what she wants. How can I tell Max that we…hearing the door open and close? I can't lie to her. "Sweetheart?"

The worst wife, she thought, how could I do this? I'm going to destroy Kenny…my marriage…it has to be his. "Hi."

Heartbreakingly beautiful, he thought, looking at her in shorts, t-shirt and blown out hair. I just want to strip her down and kiss her. "You look great."

She smiled at that, as he combed through her hair, letting his fingers trail down her face. He loves touching me, this man loves me…and I love him. "You're biased. Kenny, I have to tell you something…Oh crap."

"Max?" he called as she bolted for the bathroom and he heard her vomiting. Following her, he watched her throw up everything in her before sitting on the floor and not moving. "You okay?"

She shook her head, as he passed her a towel. Wiping the sweat from her face, she felt the nausea simmering underneath it all. How can I have morning sickness at night? Oh, look how he is looking at me. Utter love and concern…It has to be his."

Not now, Kenny thought, don't ruin us right now. Not while she's sick. Helping her stand, he steadied her on her feet. "I'm putting you to bed."

"I'm fine."

"You are not fine."

Our baby, she thought, I have to tell him. It's going to be really obvious if it isn't his…like from the moment I have it. I can't do that to him. I can't let him love this baby in me for the next seven-months and…it has to be his. "I'm fine, Kenny."

"What's going on?"

I shouldn't have gone to see Jill…I should have just gone to a clinic. If I'm suddenly not pregnant…I'm so dumb. No, I can't. Oh, his gentle hands, he'd make such a good father. It's his…but if not? Leaning against his side. Just one more day before I ruin us.

8 Weeks Ago - Max

"No," she groaned, rolling over in a strange bed and staring at the sleeping man next to her. What did I do? I'm naked… I slept with him and…No. It was a mistake. I'm out of here.

"Hey, Darlin."

"I need to go. This didn't happen."

He smiled at her, brushing back her hair. "I'm glad you came home with me, Max."

"This did not happen. Again."

"We always do this. Every time we're in the same room…Is that why you didn't invite me to your wedding? I meant to send you a present…do you need a blender?"

She looked at the black man she was wrapped around in bed. "Stop, Lucas."

"Does your cop husband know that we used to get high in high school and do this under the bleachers?"

Lucas, she thought, my high school love, who I sleep with every time I run into him. I knew I would when I saw him at the bar last night…My parents hated him, they probably still do…more than my dad despises Kenny. Kenny, crap…I did this to him. "There are things he doesn't need to know."

"Like us?" Lucas smiled, kissing her again. "I missed you."

She sunk into his gentle kiss, oh I like kissing him. We always…stop it. Pulling back, she just looked at him. "I should go. Sarah is probably wondering where I went."

"Sarah hooked up a waiter. You Stewart girls…"

Max groaned at that. "I know."

They looked at each other again, still wrapped around each other in a mess of limbs as he smiled at her slowly. "Well, we still are in bed, Old Friend. High school reunion one more time?"

No, we shouldn't, she thought…I just cheated on the love of my life. Drunken mistake, I could live with…this though? She melted into his kiss, as he pulled her on top again. Unable to stop herself, she fell into a familiar rhythm with him.

8 Weeks Ago – Kenny

"Kim," he said, as she followed him out of the bar. "Come on. Go home."

"You really want to go home to an empty house?"

No, I want to go home to my wife. Ah, I hope she's having fun with her sister and making nice with her parents. Her asshole parents.

"You're really happy with Max?"

"I am."

"What about us?"

He felt his heart race at that. "A one-time thing…she's my wife, Kim."

"And she's not here."

8 Weeks Ago – Max

"This was fun."

Max looked at Lucas, hating herself at that moment. It was, she thought, we did have fun a lifetime ago together until… "A one-time thing."

He smiled at her, handing her a mug of coffee. "More like six-times this morning. When are you coming back for Sarah's wedding?"

"She's getting married in Aruba…if she still is now," Max trailed off, looking down at the leggings and sweatshirt he gave her. "Do I want to know why you have women's clothes here?"

"For all the women I bring home."

She winced at that. "Really?"

"No. They're Sadie's…she crashes here some nights."

"How is your sister? Your parents?"

He smiled at her, as she leaned back against his kitchen counter. "Sadie is going to law school; my parents couldn't be prouder of their daughter."

Unlike him, she thought, the bartender. Both of us disappointed our parents growing up…and still do. The black sheep kids. It's what brought us together…it's what still does. "Good for her."

"She's going to save the world…I'm going to feed them drinks."

"The tequila shots did a number on me."

"Lightweight," he teased, wrapping his arms back around her and pressing his lips to hers. "You know I'm going to keep kissing you until you tell me to stop."

She looked at his lips hovering over hers before kissing him back for a long moment. Lucas… Damn it. Pulling back, she looked up at him. "We've done more than kiss over the last 12 hours."

"I made you scream, Darlin…"

She broke into a grin at that. He did…over and over… "I should go."

"You should," he teased. "Or you can stay. When do you fly home?"

"Tuesday."

He grinned at her. "Stay with me until then."

Two more days, Max thought, I already cheated on Kenny…what seven times in the last 12 hours? Two more days of just…before the fertility treatments…before the disappointment every month of not being pregnant. Two more days with a guy who just… "I just got dressed."

"Max, I can take care of that for you."

She burst into giggles despite herself. I want to have fun…feel young and sexy again, and not just a…a baby-maker. A failed baby-maker. "Why don't you?"

Present – Lacos House

"I'm not sick."

"You've been vomiting all night," Kenny said handing her a bottle of water. "Let me take care of you for once."

She smiled at that. Tell him. If it's Lucas' baby…it will be obvious and…I spent all weekend in bed with him. I'm not on the pill…we had zero protection. I torpedoed my marriage to the man I love for a weekend fling with my high school love…and I can't stop thinking about him. Who sends me dirty and funny texts I laugh at. No, not sleeping with him again. He needs to know if it's his baby…this isn't fair to either of them. "I'm going to lie here all day. Go to work."

Present – Jill's Office

She sat back, her heart dropping as she looked again at Max's pregnancy confirmation and the report of Kenny's sterility. Max's reaction to being pregnant, she thought, not thrilled after all their trying. What did she do? Who? She…Oh Max. She knows it isn't his…Grabbing her bag, she told her secretary she was going out to lunch.

8-Weeks Ago – Kenny

"You love Max?"

"I married Max because I love her," Kenny said, Kim's closeness affecting him more than he wanted to admit. "She's my wife, Kim."

"You broke up with her."

"And I regretted it…We made it work."

"With Max?" she smiled, resting his hands on his chest. "She doesn't have to know."

"I'll know. Good night, Kim."

Present – The Lacos House

"Jill," Max said, her relief at Kenny going to work going away. "What are you doing here?"

Jill looked at her for a long moment, still in her sleep shorts and t-shirt. "Are you alone?"

All that vomit, she thought, for my baby. "Morning sickness. Or all-day sickness."

"How did Kenny take the news?"

Max froze at that. "I haven't told him yet."

"You two have been trying to have a baby for two years. Won't he be thrilled?"

Max rested her hand on her stomach. "It's really not your concern when I tell him."

Jill looked at her with that. "Max is it his baby?"

"What?"

Guilt, Jill thought, that's what is on her face. Guilt because she… "Can I come in?'

Max nodded, I need to talk to someone. "It was a stupid mistake and now…it was eight weeks ago…so…this baby could be…"

Jill looked at her. He hasn't told her either. The sterility…what are they doing to each other? "You should think about your fertility tests."

Max paused at that. "I'm apparently fertile because I'm pregnant…Oh…crap…Kenny?"

"It's doctor patient privilege."

He wanted to talk before I threw up everywhere…He got the results, he was supposed to. "Kenny…does he know? Is that what he wanted to tell me before I spent all night hugging the toilet? Jill, tell me…I'm about to destroy my marriage."

"What about the father?"

She winced at that. "My high school boyfriend…I slept with him when I went to my sister's bachelorette party. I was drunk. I'm…Damn it. I can't have this baby."

Jill looked at her for a long moment. "Max."

I want to be a mom, and Kenny can't…I can't…I won't be pregnant again with him. My baby. My baby who I love already. "I love my baby already. I want to be a mom and…How can I do this to him? Kenny will never forgive me. I can't forgive me."

"Even if the tests say he's sterile…Max, these things happen. They aren't always 100%."

"I'm not on the pill…we didn't use a condom. It was more than one time that weekend…we just…I can't lie to Kenny. I can't pass this baby off as his, even if I wanted to. Lucas is…Lucas is black."

Jill looked at her for a long moment. "What are you going to do?"

8 Weeks Ago – Max

"Naked," Max smiled, as they laid together. "For the next 36 hours?"

He kissed their joined hands. "I'm game if you are, Darlin."

She sunk into his kiss, before pulling back to smile at him. "Oh, what are you doing to me?"

"Something your husband obviously was doing wrong if you have to ask."

She flinched at that. "No…it's really good there too. This is just different."

"Explain yourself," he teased, rolling on top of her and pinning her to the bed. "Why are we different? Why are you, a happily married woman, in bed with your ex-boyfriend, who you agreed to spend the weekend with?"

Why, she thought, why is a good question? Drunken mistake is one thing…three days with him is a whole other layer of betrayal. Do I want to torpedo my marriage? I want a break…I want to feel whole again. "I could never resist you."

He kissed her and pulled back. "Talk to me."

"We've…we've been trying to have a baby and…it isn't happening. I'm going to start fertility treatments and…it's hard right now."

Lucas kissed her again. "You aren't infertile."

She gulped at that. "I know."

"We were 16, Darlin."

She nodded. "What if…that…what if it messed something up in me and I can't have a baby now?"

"You didn't tell him?"

"He's Catholic…how could I tell him…I couldn't and now…What if I can't get pregnant because I aborted our baby?"

Lucas kissed her again. "It was the right choice…as much as we talked about running off, eloping…we were kids."

Max let out a long breath and looked up at him again. "Do you ever think about…our kid would be almost 17."

He nodded. "I thought we'd have a chance to have another one."

Max looked at him for a long moment. "Do you know how much I loved you? Lucas, I would have eloped, maybe not at 16, but…later. I missed you in college, I wanted to transfer to be with you and…"

"And I told you no. You earned your spot at Brown…I was just…and now we're…Max," he sighed. "I miss you."

She gulped back her tears and looked at him. I should have come home to him…I made my choices…I'm happy. "Are you okay?"

He nodded. "We both made our choices…why don't we enjoy this time together, Darlin?"

She sighed, as they came together again. To say good-bye, she thought, we never said goodbye to us or our baby. Do I even want to?

Present – The Lacos House

"Max, you need to tell him."

She bit her lip, stroking her stomach. Lucas… He didn't wear a condom the last two days, he knew I wasn't on the pill…we knew what we were doing. Our biracial baby… another chance. "How?"

"He loves you."

She shook her head. It's more fragile than that. We broke up over my hair…he was always afraid I'd leave him. Instead I cheat on him…it'll hurt him so much. I can't have this baby. I'll never have a baby. "You should go."

"I don't want to leave you here alone."

"I'm not alone."

Jill looked at her with her hand resting on her stomach. "You need to think about this."

"I'm not having abortion," she said softly. "I did that once when I was 16. My parents don't know, we went to Canada and…We never told anyone else."

"You did what?"

Max looked at her. "I had an abortion."

"Oh, Max."

"The father," she said quietly. "He went with me when I did it. He held my hand, we cried together…I loved him so much. We stayed together until I went to college and…we stayed friends with benefits…and now we made another baby together."

8-Weeks Ago – Max

"I missed you."

Max smiled as Kenny kissed her at the airport. A different kiss, she thought, a very different one. My husband, my love…it's so different. "You did?"

He smiled at her. "You smell different."

She looked up at that. "What?"

"Your hair. Skin."

"Did you forget what I smelled like? I used my sister's shampoo. Do you like it?"

He pressed his lips to the top of her head. Not her sister's, he thought, it's…not a woman's shampoo or soap…No. She wouldn't…I trust her. "Max, I love everything about you."

"Hmm, let's go home."

Present – The Lacos House

"You are a million miles away."

Max looked up from her book she wasn't really reading anyway to see Kenny looking at her. I don't know what I want. "I think we need to talk."

"Are you okay?"

She nodded pushing her hair back. "I'm good. Kenny, I'm pregnant."

He looked at her for a long moment, his heart dropping to his knees. She can't be…I'm sterile…How? A wrong test? For one of us? She came home from Vermont smelling like some other guy…What is this?

She looked up at him silently. "You're sterile. Jill let me know after she confirmed the pregnancy."

He stepped back from her. "What did you do?"

She wiped her tears away and shook her head. "I am so sorry. It just happened and…Kenny, I am so sorry."

"You slept around?"

"Not around…just…in Vermont. I got drunk and…Kenny, I…"

He felt his heart break as he looked at his crying wife. "You…Max…How could you do this to us?"

She wiped her eyes. "I didn't mean to."

"Who is it? Who did you throw our marriage away for? You know what? It doesn't matter. You and that bastard you're carrying?" he spat. "You can go to hell."

"Kenny!" she cried, as he slammed out of the house.

TBC