Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Scooby-Doo. Scooby-Doo and all realted media belongs to Hanna-Barbara.

Rating: T for some situtations

OCs: None
A/N: I am just going to have Scooby talk normal, but you can use your imagination to see the way he speaks normally. This is my first attempt at a Shaggy/Velma Fiction.
Okay last chapter Fred says "this isnt the first time she has kept a secret from us", now can anyone guess what I was referring to on that?

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Velma drove home in silence. She was still a bit shocked over the news that Dr. Heath had told her. What was Shaggy going to think? Well she was going to have to inform the manager and captain of the Ice-Hockey team she was on, she was going to have to tell them soon. Hopefully Scooby won't over-react like she knew Shaggy, Daphne and Freddie were sure to. Velma pulled into the multi-car garage and turned off the motor of her car. She rested her head on the steering wheel. Scooby had heard her pull up but didn't bother getting out her car yet. He decided to see what was up.

"Velma?" Scooby inquired.

"Oh hey Scoob," Velma greeted, getting out of her car.

"Is something wrong Velma?" Scooby asked, concern in his large brown eyes.

"Nothing is wrong Scooby, why do you ask?" Velma replied, curious.

"You seem a little anxious," Scooby stated, "Are you able to play in the game?"

"Yeah I can but Dr. Heath doesn't recommend it though," Velma answered slowly.

"Why not?" Scooby inquired cocking his head to one side.

"Can you keep a secret Scooby?" Velma asked, knowing full well what his answer would be.

"You know that I can," came Scooby's simple response.

"Scooby I'm-" Velma started but was interrupted by Daphne's voice.

"Oh good you're back," Daphne said, poking her head into the garage.

"And that's good because?" Velma inquired, prodding for an answer.

"Your lab locked itself down," Daphne replied, with a frown.

"Oh it does that every so often," replied Velma nonchalantly, with a slight wave of her hand.

"It does?" Daphne asked, confused.

"Mostly it does it when we are on a mystery," Velma replied with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

"Can you play?" Daphne inquired
"Yes," Velma responded quickly, knowing exactly what Daphne was asking about.

"Daph, can you come into the office? We have a call," Fred said poking his head into the garage.

"Okay Fred," Daphne replied and quickly followed her husband out of the garage.

"Before anyone else interrupts what I am about to say, Scooby I'm-" Velma said but once again was interrupted.

"Like Fred and Daphne want us in the main office Velms," Shaggy interrupting her this time.

"Okay Shaggy," Velma replied, her frustration quelled only by a slight margin.

Velma bit back a frustrated sigh as she and Scooby walked to the main office of Mystery Inc's Headquarters and home. She followed her husband into the office which upon entering Fred and Daphne put the phone on speaker.

"There's a swamp monster terrorizing my resort and I really need your help," A man on the other side of the line said.

"How far from Coolsville are you?" Fred inquired, with a slight glance at Velma, because of her upcoming game.

"Twenty miles," The man replied.

"Okay we will be there tomorrow," Fred stated with a final tone in his voice.

"Thank you," The man said, relieved and hung up.

"So what are the plans for the rest of the day Freddie?" Daphne inquired.

"How about we go to the park for a picnic lunch?" Fred suggested.

"I am going to have to decline on this Freddie," Velma said sliding her thick glasses back up her nose, "I have to make sure that some of the experiments don't go critical."

With that statement Velma left the main office. The other three human members watched her go down to her basement lab. Fred and Daphne looked inquiringly at Shaggy who just shrugged.

"Like, let her do what she wants to do I guess," Shaggy said and went to the kitchen to prepare the stuff for the picnic.

Five minutes later Shaggy had everything ready. Fred and Daphne had already put the large blanket in the Mystery Machine. Fred grabbed the keys to the Mystery Machine. Daphne followed him quickly. Shaggy was the last one to get in the van. Scooby was sitting by the van.

"Like aren't you coming Scoob?" Shaggy inquired.

"No I think I will stay with Velma. We don't want her getting kidnapped now do we?" Scooby replied with a serious expression.

"Yeah, Daphne will be fine hanging out with Freddie and me, but if you don't stay here who knows what might happen to Velms," Shaggy said softly.

"I will make sure she gets something to eat too," Scooby promised.

As soon as the Mystery Machine left, Velma came up from the basement. She was sitting at the kitchen table when Scooby came back in. She had her head in one hand and the other on her lap. Scooby nudged his nose under her hand. Something was troubling Mystery Inc's genius and Scooby was concerned.

"Oh hey Scooby," Velma said softly, stroking the Great Dane's soft fur.

"What's wrong Velma?" Scooby inquired.

"Is it just me and you here?" Velma asked.

"Yes," Scooby answered, "Is this about what you wanted to tell me earlier?"

"Yeah Scoob, the thing is you know how is haven't been feeling too well the past few days?" Velma asked.

"Yeah what about it?" Scooby inquired.

"Scooby I'm, I'm, pregnant," Velma said.

"You're what?" Scooby inquired, like Velma herself, had to have the news repeated.

"I'm pregnant," Velma replied, looking into the Great Dane's chocolate eyes.

Scooby mused on this for a moment, then asked, "Does Shaggy know?"

"No," was Velma's whispered response.

"I won't tell him or Freddie or Daphne," Scooby said, "I will leave that to you."

"Oh Jinkies, the mystery!" Velma yelped, standing up quickly, and quickly enough to give her vertigo.

"Careful," Scooby said as he stood on his hind legs to steady Velma. He dropped back down to all fours.

"Thanks Scooby," Velma murmured, "I have to make a few calls."

"To your Hockey team?" Scooby inquired.

Velma nodded in response. She headed to her private office. Scooby followed her. He laid at her feet as she spoke with the teams manager. He listened as she then called another person, the teams captain. His ears pricked forward when he heard Velma chuckle lightly. He noted that Velma did not mention the word 'pregnancy,' 'pregnant,' or 'baby.' He sat back up when she sunk into the office chair. She scratched behind his ears, deep in thought.. The two sat like that for a long time. She didn't hear the others return. Shaggy came into her office and found her staring at the wall. Not odd as she usually did this but the only odd thing was that the computer wasn't on. Shaggy rested a hand on his wife's shoulder, where she caressed his hand with her cheek.

"Like Velms is everything okay?" Shaggy inquired, concern for his wife written across his face.

"Huh? What? Oh Shaggy, yeah everything's fine," Velma replied, then thought to herself, How am I going to get up the courage to tell him?

"Come on Velms we need to pack if we are going to start solving that mystery tomorrow" Shaggy said gently.

"All right Shag," Velma said as she got up from the chair. She headed down the hall, leaving Shaggy looking at Scooby inquiringly.

"Like whats up with Velma?" Shaggy asked.

"Not completely sure," Scooby replied, averting his master's gaze.

Shaggy closed his eyes for a moment. He got a vision of Velma being pregnant. Shaggy shook the notion form his mind. Velma just got a little bug, that's all. But Shaggy smiled at the thought of Velma being pregnant. He again shook it from his mind and followed his wife down the hall.
He watched her while she packed. She felt his gaze on her. She turned to see him smiling at her. She smiled back. He wrapped his arms around her. She allowed herself to be caught up in the warmth of his arms for a few moments before breaking free of his grasp. She returned to packing. She was packing his stuff as well. Shaggy noted the she was putting some rain gear in as well, which was a given since rainstorms were expected to arrive mid-week. Velma glanced at him and resolved to tell him about it when they solved the mystery.

A Few Days Later...
"Let's see who this Swamp Monster really is," Velma said, hoping that she wouldn't be hit by a wave of nausea when she pulled off the mask.

"Mr. Samson?" Everyone exclaimed except for Velma.

As soon as she pulled the mask off , like she had expected a wave of nausea had hit her. Velma had darted into the women's bathroom just across the way. Daphne noticed this and followed her. Fred knew the information about how, what, and why the man had done it. Scooby had discreetly followed Daphne. Daphne had reached the stall when she heard a flush. Velma came out of the stall, shaking slightly.

"Oh Daphne I didn't hear you come in," Velma said after she jumped when she saw the redhead standing outside the stall.

"Something is up with you and I am not leaving until you tell me why," Daphne said crossing her arms and settling her green eyes on her best friend.

"Daph, I just needed to use the restroom okay?" Velma said, ducking around the redhead.

"All right, just so you know they took Mr. Samson away in a police vehicle" Daphne informed Velma. Scooby slipped back out of the bathroom to stand by his master, and best friend.

"Okay gang who's ready to go back home?" Fred inquired.

Everyone agreed that they would leave that evening. On the way back to Coolsville, both Shaggy and Velma fell asleep. Daphne glanced back at them and couldn't help but smile. Fred came to a red light and eased the Mystery Machine to a halt. He glanced back at the happily sleeping couple and Scooby. Shaggy had his arms wrapped around Velma. Velma had a hand resting on Scooby's head. Both Shaggy and Velma were covered by a dull grey blanket. Scooby was covered in a lighter gray blanket. Fred glanced up and saw that the light had turned green, he gently eased on the accelerator, as to not wake up Shaggy and Velma. Fred casually looked up in the rearview mirror at his friends still sleeping. Daphne caught his eye and her expression made him ask, "What's wrong Daph?"

"Something is up with Velma and she isn't saying a thing," Daphne whispered, a slight complaint could be heard in her voice.

"You know how she is Daph, we all do. When she wants to tell what's up she will. You just have to let her be" Fred replied in a whisper.

They pulled into the garage. Scooby woke up as soon as the engine turned off. He stood up and shook of the blanket. Velma stirred as her hand slipped off of Scooby's head. She blearly blinked open her eyes. Seeing that they were now home, she gently nudged Shaggy awake.

"Like Where are we?" Shaggy inquired sleepily.

"We are home Shaggy, now let's go inside before we all get colds," Scooby replied.

The backseat trio trudged to the bedroom. Fred and Daphne watched them go. Fred and Daphne retreated into the kitchen for some hot chocolate. As they sat sipping the piping hot liquid, they discussed a few things. One subject that popped up was Velma's odd behavior ever since she got back from the doctor's. She had even missed out in a game! Which was something she rarely does.

Way too much fun on this Chapter. :D I liked writing the part where Velma kept trying to confide in Scooby but kept on getting interrupted. There will be something similar in the next chapter.