"MICK!!! MICHAEL!!! GET DOWN HERE NOW!!! MICK!!!" Pam's voice echoed across the entire house and woke everybody in the entire of Billericay up. Stacey had been awake for the best part of an hour and was silently watching her husband as he slept soundly until the loud out burst of his Mother. He groaned sleepily and cuddled up closer to Stacey. He opened his eyes and looked towards her, and smiled as he saw her watching him.

"Mornin'," he whispered. "How long have you been awake?" He added, after kissing her gently.

Stacey pulled back, and he wrapped his arms around her. "About half an hour," she replied, "You look so lush when you're asleep,"

"What so I don't look lush when I'm awake?" He said.

"No, you know what I mean," Stacey answered, then she added; "do you want to cwtch?"

"Yeah, go on then," he muttered and she snuggled down into his bare chest.

"You know, you've made me happier than I've ever been," he whispered into her ear.

"Me too, Gav" Stacey replied, nestling closer to him, holding the hand that was draped around her shoulder.

"I'm always gonna look after you," he murmured, "both of you," and he put his other hand on his wife's stomach where their baby was growing.

"God, I love you so much." She said, pulling his face down to hers as they began to kiss.

Gavin rolled on top of her and began to kiss along her neck, then down to her chest, when their moment was interrupted by Pam barging along the landing yelling:

"MICHAEL!!! WHEN I CALL YOU, I EXPECT YOU TO COME!!!" and the reply of Mick being:

"But, Pam. I was in the shower!"

"I don't care if you were halfway to China, what if I needed you? What if the shop needed doing? What if Gavin dropped dead..." Her suggestions went on but Mick ignored her and interrupted her rant.

"I'm sorry, darling."

Gavin listened closely and muttered "Eh?" He'd never heard his Dad call his Mum darling.

"I'm so sorry, darling." Mick repeated, then lowered his voice, but Gavin and Stacey could still hear them. "It will never happen again... Camilla."

"Oh Charles!" Pam exclaimed to her husband and with disgust, Gavin realised they were doing roll play, and then they heard footsteps and bed springs. The look on his face made Stacey giggle and they ignored the noise of Gavin's parents start to have sex in the next room, by Gavin pulling the duvet over their heads to drown out the noise.

"We'll tell everyone tonight, yeah?" He murmered, moving strands of hair away from her eyes.

"Yeah, ok," She replied, holding the side of his face as their lips met again. "Tonight... Charles."

"That's not funny," he said,

"Yeah, you're right, you'll alway be my Gavin." She whispered, and then began to pull off her pyjama top, whilst Gavin held onto her hips and began to kiss down her neck after it was off...

"Alright, can we have your attention," Gavin called into the room and Pam, Mick, Nessa, Smithy, Gwen, Bryn, Pete and Dawn looked towards them.

"Speech! Speech!" Mick joked.

"Alright well there is something we wanted to say..." he began, but Pam interrupted them with the exclamation on:

"Oh my God! You're pregnant!"

"For some reason... I'm getting de-ja vu." Bryn muttered to his sister, whilst Mick came up on the defensive with: "Pam, she's not pregnant!"

"Actually..." Stacey began and everyone stared at them, half disbelieving it.

"Actually what love?" Gwen said, missing the point.

"Oh." Pam began,

"My." Mick added

"God." Dawn concluded, feeling left out.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Pam screamed jumping up and down.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Gwen exclaimed, finally getting it.

"I'M PREGNANT!!" Stacey yelled ecstatically, as they both hugged her.

"My baby's having a baby!" Pam shouted, joyfully. Throwing herself at her son.

"Yeah! I'm gonna be a dad!" Gavin replied, his face nearly splitting in to with the grin on his face.

Meanwhile, Nessa turned to Smithy and muttered; "Do you wanna go out for a fag?"

"Are you crying?!" Smithy replied, in quiet astonishment.

"No." Lied Nessa, "Anyways what about yous?"

"I'll admit it." He replied, dabbing at his eyes as they watched Gavin hug Stacey, pulling her slightly off his feet.

"Then I will too."

"Good."

"Crackin'"

"Come on then," and they went to have a cigarette in the garden.

"I thought he couldn't have children." Pete whispered to Dawn and she just looked at him.

"Who the hell told you that you bloody fool?"

"You did." He replied.

Mick looked at his son, feeling prouder than he ever had done, and Gavin just grinned at him.

"Alright, I better be getting home," Smithy said to Gavin, as he stubbed his cigarette in the ash tray later that night.

"Ok," Gavin replied, standing up and doing the same. "See ya, mate," He added, hugging him.

"I'll see you tomorrow, God, if we saw us now three years ago, I don't think I'd believe it. Me with Neil, you with Stace and now a baby on the way." Smithy muttered.

"I know," Gavin replied, thinking back over the last three years. "God..."

"Anyway, see ya, Gavlar." Smithy repeated, hugging him again, then walking in doors.

Gavin stared out into the garden, thinking of everything that had happened over the duration of the past week, he began to feel an odd feeling in his chest.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sarcastic comment from his dad: "And this from the man who can't have kids,"

Gavin turned around and smiled, but said nothing.

"Come 'ere!" Mick said, and pulled his son into a hug. "I am so proud of you." He whispered and kissed him on the cheek.

"I did it," Gavin replied, quietly.

"I know,"

Unable to hold his emotions together anymore he broke down sobbing with joy and relief in the arms of his Dad, whilst Mick just held it.

"You did it Gav, you did it," was all he murmured as he held his son.