Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own him. It's a sad, sad world we live in. A world where they cancel an amazing show and replace it with puppets. (sighs) Some people really need to get better ideas. (NOTE: I forgot to mention this in the last chap but it's totally random: Sam wasn't supposed to tell Danny that she was pregnant until she was four months along, except I got major writer's block and I got sidetracked. see! Toldya it was random!)

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Three months came and went. I was now five months pregnant and starting to show. Every so often I would find myself staring in the mirror, looking at my belly. Danny was thrilled when he heard that he was going to be a dad again. Lilly and I are talking again, but not as much as we did when she was younger. Then again, she's growing up and wants her freedom. Yeah, an eight-year-old living on her own. That'll be the day.

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As I walked inside the house, back from errands, I found Danny sitting on the couch. "Danny!" I called over to him as I put down my bags, "What're you doing here? Where's Lil and Jules?"

"They're fine," he replied, getting up, "Lilly's at a friend's and Julia's upstairs playing with some of her toys."

"Oh. Well, okay then." My husband then gave me a hug hello and a kiss.

I went upstairs to shower and change. When I came back down, I saw Lil lounging on the couch reading. "Hey Mom," she said, not looking up

"Hey, hon. Have you seen your dad?"

"Yeah, he's upstairs with Jule."

"Thanks."

I walked upstairs again and slipped into Julia's room quietly. Danny was sitting in Julia's rocker, with her in his lap. In his hand was a book that he was reading, not noticing that his daughter had already nodded off.

"Hey," I whispered

"Hey," he replied

He got up, putting the book down and laying Julie back in her crib.

"Have a good shower?"

"You could say that."

We shared a laugh.

"So, how was your day?" Danny asked as we walked towards our bedroom

"Fine. I went to the doctor today."

"And...?"

"It's a boy."

"Wow, Sam, that's great!"

"I know. I've always wanted a little boy. Maybe even a mini ghost kid."

"I know you do," Danny told me, giving me a little kiss on the nose

We sat down on the bed. I lay back while Danny started to speak.

"And I have news also," he started

"What?"

"I'm applying to go on the next shuttle mission."

My jaw dropped. "What're you, crazy?! You just got out of the hospital a few months ago from an accident that happened there and you want to go back already?"

"I want to put it behind me. Also, I'll never be able to go into space if that incident keeps holding me back."

"True. But I don't want you to leave yet. Not with the baby and everything."

"Don't worry, Sam. I'm not leaving until after he's born. Besides, the mission won't be for another six months."

"I know this means so much to you."

"More than anything," he started, but I growled at him. Stupid hormones. "But less than you."

"Thank you."

"Anytime."

"But not now," I yelped, running to the bathroom to throw up

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Hey y'all! Yeah, I kinda finished this chap early. So, sorry 'bout this, but there's a 35 percent chance that I'm gonna have the next chap up by the end of the week. Sorry! Stupid PSSAs...