[A/N: Okay! I will update everything tomorrow including, "Expecting", "Torture", "The Grayson's", and FINALLY "Gotham Fires". And there's not a lot of mail, in between each day, so I think I'll just do every other Wednesday, plus I need to breathe. But hey, it's still in the options pile… -]

ItsGacyPuddin: Interesting… I'm not going to tell you if either is right or not. And since you LOVE theroies, I'll give you a hint as to next chapter. One of the dad's finds out. But who?

Zatanna's POV:

I don't wanna have to face what I found out last night. I don't wanna get fat. I walk towards my locker. Apparently, I look as horrible as I feel.

"Hey, Zatanna," Wally calls as I walk past him.

"Hi, Wally." I reply, my voice sounding unusually gruff.

"What's wrong?" he asks, walking toward me. It's too much and tears start to spill out of my eyes.

He opens his arms and I walk into them. "Zee, tell me what's wrong. I'll make it all better."

I open my mouth to tell him, but I can't form words, only sobs. He leads me to the vending machine.

Soon he forces me to look into his eyes. "Hey, what's wrong? Did Dick do something?"

I shake my head no. "Then what's wrong?"

I wipe the tears from my eyes and take a deep breath.

"I'mtiredandsadandangryandnervo usandIfeellikeI'mgonnathrowup."

"Whoa, slow down. I can't understand what you're saying." I sniffle and nod. "I'm tired, and sad, and angry, and nervous, and I feel like I'm gonna throw up."

"Okay," He says releasing a breath. "One at a time. Why are you sad?"

I open my mouth to reply, but I then Megan and Artemis step through the doors and I panic. "What's going on?" he asks as I hide behind him.

"Keep me away from them!"

"What?" he asks, turning around so he can see me cowering behind him. "Why?"

"Cause I stole one of Meg's pregnancy tests last night and she's probably found out by now!"

"WHAT?"

I slap my hand over my mouth and stand straight up. "Oh, no! No! You didn't hear that! You didn't hear anything!" So much for me telling them first…

"The hell I did!" He whisper-yells. "I thought you said Dick didn't do anything!"

"He didn't!" I defend.

"So he's not the daddy?"

"What's that supposed to mean? Of course he is!"

"Then he did do something!" I sigh in frustration. "That is not the problem here, Wally!"

"No, the problem is that you stole Megan's pregnancy test."

"Well, I don't know if it was hers or Artemis'."

His eyes bulge even more.

"You didn't hear that! I didn't say anything!"

He's about to reply when they walk over furious. I giggle nervously. "Hi, guys."

"Don't you 'hi, guys' us, Zatanna."

"Don't you yell at me, Artemis."

"Oh," she says with a look. Thank goodness Wally steps in front of me as I squeak and take a step back.

"Wallace Rudolph West, move!" She hisses out.

"No, Artemis Lian Crock, I won't."

"Wally, Arty and I really need to talk to Zatanna about something," Megan steps between the blonde and the redhead. "Can you please just leave?"

"Nooope." He says stretching the 'o'.

Artemis rolls her eyes, "Move, West. You don't know what's going on."

"Oh, I think I do," he says, shooting a look at both of them. All eyes turn to me. Or should I say his eyes and their glares.

"YOU TOLD HIM!" They shout in unison.

"Well, I didn't mean to!"

"How does that come up in conversation?" Megan yells. "I don't know…" I slump.

Megan's POV:

"Listen, Megalicious I know you're mad at Zatanna right now, but I was gonna find out eventually," he pauses and looks at Artemis. "About both of you taking those tests."

Artemis sighs, her shoulders slumping. "I'm sorry, Wally. I didn't want you to find out like this."

He shakes his head sadly. "No, really," She says quickly. "I was going to tell you. You're my best friend. I, I just found out yesterday. Megan and Zee just both kind of stumbled onto it first."

Then Artemis looks at me. "Don't look at me, Arty. I didn't even tell mine yet."

"Yours was positive, too?" Wally asks me. I look at him incredulously.

"Yeah," I say. "Why else would I care you knew before Conner?"

"Oh, yeah…" he says looking away and scratching the back of his neck. He's embarrassed and I can tell because he's blushing as red as his hair.

"How is Cameron?" Zatanna asks suddenly. And I know she's just changing the subject, because Gar does it all the time.

"We broke up."

Together Zatanna and I gasp. "Oh, I'm sorry, Artemis."

The blonde bites her lip. "Don't be. It was for the best."

"Yeah, but now you're gonna have to do this by yourself."

"Well, I haven't told him yet. He might want to be involved with the baby even if we're not together anymore."

Wally looks into her eyes and I feel like I'm going to gush. Because that look he gives her, it's the same one Conner gives me. "No matter what he says, you're not gonna be alone. You got me." And with the ginger's words she blushes. And then Wally looks away from Artemis and clears his throat.

"So, Zatanna," I begin, and she looks at me, her big blue eyes wide and innocent. "You're not off the hook. What were your results?"

She looks down at her hands, playing with her fingers. "Positive," she mumbles. We're all quiet for a few seconds. She finally looks up again and this time her eyes are filled with tears.

"I don't know what I'm going to do. How can I tell Dick? My mom? Or… Bruce? Everyone's gonna be so disappointed in me," her voice wavers.

"Zee," Artemis says, hugging the ebony haired girl as the tears spill. Artemis has tears in her eyes too. "Don't worry. We've got each other." She looks at me. Immediately, I join their hug.

"Yeah, we've got each other," I agree, and anyone could hear my enthusiasm.

"And you've all got me," Wally says, joining this hug.

Artemis' POV:

I'm in the delivery room. Sweat is all over my face. The pain is excruciating, but I know that it'll be over soon.

"One more push," the doctor says at the foot of the bed.

I scream and push, but it doesn't feel like anything's happening. That is, until I hear a cry.

My baby.

"Congratulations, it's a boy." The doctor holds him up so I can see, but he's all bloody. Soon, they take him away to clean him.

My sweet, little, baby boy.

"You did it, Arty," someone says from the left of me and it's only then that I realize that someone's holding my hand. I look up and I'm surprised. It's not Cameron.

It's Wally.

"We got our little boy." He says, kissing me. "Our perfect son."

"Would you like to hold your son now?" a nurse in pink scrubs asks and I nod. She hands the blue bundle to me and smiles. "Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. West."

Whoa, Mr. and Mrs. West? Wally and I are married? No wait, that never happened.

I wake up alone in my bed. Of course it was just a dream. I only found out about this baby yesterday, but Wally isn't the dad. So, why was he in my dream, holding my hand, talking about our son?

Is it a sign? Maybe I'm reading too much into it. It could just be the pregnancy hormones. God, will it ever stop feeling weird to refer to myself as pregnant? Will Cameron get used to calling me pregnant? Will Wally?

Ugh, boys. I don't think that I can get into another relationship right now, but Wally's certainly making it tempting.

I sigh and my phone rings. It's another text from Cameron. He has impeccable timing.

'Arty, please. I need you in my life. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I love you.'

I groan and throw my phone onto my desk. Why does everything have to be so complicated? I decide to ignore my pregnancy-related issues and try to go back to sleep.

When that finally becomes a bust, I think about my baby. I can see it now. A little boy with my complexion and eyes. He'll have a small tuff of Cameron's hair, and the tiniest hands and feet.

I gotta tell Cam soon… and with that, I drift to sleep thinking about my baby.