Disclaimer: Again, I own none of the characters, references or other ideas that may belong to the entertainment companies. The plot, however, is mine.

A/N: Hi, everybody! I've been writing an awful lot lately, which is why I've got so many stories that have been uploaded or are going to be uploaded soon. (hopefully!) Anyway, here's chapter 2, I hope you like it. Please review!

In the morning when he woke she had already sent Joaquin off to school. He was old enough now to walk by himself, but he still needed coaxing in the morning. It was the last year they would take him; he was getting too old for the curriculum they offered. At the end of this year they would offer him higher schooling or the life of Zorro. Or that was the choice Elena was prepared to offer him. She honestly thought that he would pursue the life of Zorro whether they offered it to him or not, and without proper instruction that choice could be extremely fatal.

"Alejandro… don't you think Joaquin should be able to choose his own future?" Elena began tentatively. Wondering if he had heard anything she had said last night before the pain from his cut had reminded him it was there and caused him to fall unconscious.

Alejandro did recall her thoughts on the subject and truth be told he had been thinking the same thing for a long time now. This year when Joaquin finishes his last year of school he will have the option of moving onto a college, but he also has always wanted to be Zorro and he wanted it even more after he figured out that Zorro was his father.

"I think that we should leave it up to him," Alejandro admitted. The look of relief washed over Elena's face with an intensity that Alejandro found surprising.

"You were hoping that Joaquin would be Zorro in my place?" Alejandro asked, not sure if he was relieved as well or if he was angry.

"Yes… and no… I don't want my boy in the peril that you face every day; I don't want to clean him up like I do you so often. But… Alejandro, I am pregnant," Elena stopped there, waiting to see what her husband's reaction was. Surprise, happiness and then understanding; understanding so complete that he got up from the bed, ignoring the pain in his side, and held his beautiful wife.

"I don't want this child to grow up without a father… without knowing how much of a hero his father was," Elena buried her face in her husband's familiar and comforting chest. Alejandro held her a little tighter, realizing that she had been holding onto this for a couple of weeks at least; wondering how to tell him everything.

"Of course, I am aware of why you would feel that way, Elena… how long have you been struggling with this?" he asked, while she spoke tears had begun to fall onto her perfect cheeks, he wiped them away with a thumb and then held her close again, stroking her velvety curls.

"Oh, for probably four weeks now…" She looked up into his face and was confused and surprised and happy to see him smiling. "What?"

He kissed her full on the mouth then and twirled her around so they both fell onto the bed. "Oh, nothing," he replied.

"No, tell me," Elena laughed, curious now.

"Elena, do you have no idea of how beautiful you are?" Alejandro asked her.

Then she blushed and smiled again, looking at him through her eyelashes. Of course she knew, but she always liked it when he told her. He kissed her again and then got up to change his clothes.

"So we can talk to him tonight when he gets home from school, no?" Elena asked, getting up from the bed as well and walking over to her vanity. She was brushing her hair when she felt his arms around her.

"Of course," He whispered seductively into her ear, "Why don't you and I go out for brunch? I could use a stroll in the market to flaunt my exquisite wife to the world."

Turning she found her hands resting lightly upon his bare chest, he had neglected to put his shirt on before crossing the room to see her. Well, she was to be corrected, his shirt was on, just not buttoned. She decided to do the task for him, checking his bandages to make sure they were still clean since she had doctored them up this morning while he was still sleeping. "I would be delighted," She answered his question with a smile on her full lips.

And so, when they were both dressed and ready, they left off to brunch with a plan for when their young Joaquin came home that evening.

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