Hey everyone! You have all been so amazing with the reviews, thank you! Keep them coming 3 3 3. But anyway. I checked the reviews and I decided on them having a boy. I hope I don't disappoint any of you, but don't worry. I want them to have a big family, so here's what I'm gonna do, I am going to make this a three part story, and the first child will be a boy, the second will be a girl (because I love the idea of having an older brother) and them they will have twins. I think that sounds okay, what do you guys think? Let me know, 5 reviews=New chapter! Oh and please review with good baby boy names!

Eli's POV:

(Dream):

Clare and I are walking with son my across the street to go to the movie theater. It's my sons fifth birthday, and they are showing that ninja turtles movie. Personally, I think it's the stupidest thing in the whole world, but I get to hold my girl and make my son's birthday special, what's better than that? But anyway, Clare was holding onto of my son's hands, and I was holding the other. We were wildly swinging our arms, and nothing is better than hearing your child laugh and watching your wife smile. Clare turns to look at me with her big blue eyes once we are standing in front of the theater, "Eli, come on," (End of dream)

"Eli come on, let go." Clare says as I wake up from my dream. She is struggling to pry my hands apart, which are currently locked around her waist, holding her tightly to me.

I look at the clock and its 3:04 in the morning. Why the hell is she awake this early? "Baby what's wrong, go back to sleep." I say, half asleep myself.

Clare is still trying to break my hold on her, "Eli I feel sick, please let go." She begs me.

She did look a little green, so I release my hold on her, and she runs as fast as she can to the bathroom, holding her mouth as she goes. I get up and run over to her. She is on the floor, crouching over the toilet, puking her guts out. I neal down next to her, and pull her hair out of her face. I've got her cinnamon curls held back in one hand, and I'm rubbing her back with the other, trying to calm her shaky heaves. After a few minutes of the grossest vomiting I have ever witnessed, Clare settles down, "Clare are you okay honey?"

She nods weakly, "I think I'm okay, it's probably food poisoning or something. Let's go back to bed."

I swiftly pick her up and carry her with me to the bed. We re-settle under the covers. "Eli my period is about a week late," She says out of the blue.

I flip onto my side to face her. She does the same thing, "Oh. Umm do you think we should go get some pregnancy tests tomorrow? Or is a week not that much?" I question. I really am not sure if a week is really that late.

"I think we should get some tests, you know, just in case. A week is pretty late. And, if I am pregnant, I want to know as soon as possible." She tells me.

I agree, "I think so too. I don't want to risk you getting hurt."

"Okay, so we can get them tomorrow, or should I say today. But I'm sleepy." She tells me, nuzzling my neck.

I smile at her gorgeous face when she looks up at me, "Then let's sleep baby." I give her a kiss, and give her stomach a kiss. She shoots me a questioning glance, "Just in case, I wanted to be the first to kiss the baby."

Clare rolls her eyes, and takes my face in her hands, "You're too cute." And she kisses my mouth before falling back asleep.

Currently Clare and I are standing in the pharmacy, "So what brand should we get."

Clare shrugs, "I have no idea, what's the difference?"

I look at the boxes, trying to find the difference, other than price, "I guess some are supposedly more accurate and easier to read?"

"Okay, how many should we get?" Clare asks.

"Hmmm how about three? Just in case." I suggest.

"Okay," She agrees.

"How about we try Clear Blue, First Response, and E.P.T?" I say.

Clare shrugs, "Why those?"

I clarify, "They are a little more expensive and claim to be the most accurate."

Clare nods, "It's worth a try." She grabs my hand, and we go to check out.

After what seemed like a very long ride home, Clare and I made our way up to the apartment. Clare had the bag in her hand, and went straight to the bathroom. Instinctively, I followed her. When we both got inside, Clare shook her head and pushed me out, "No way."

"Please Clare; I want to be there with you." I beg.

"Eli, you're not watching me pee." Clare states.

"I'll close my eyes." I say hopefully. But Clare rejects me and pushes me out. Disappointedly, I go sit on the bed and wait for her.

A few minutes later, Clare sticks her head out the door, "Eli can you come in here please?" She asks me. I nod my head and come in with her.

When we get in, I see all the pregnancy tests out on the counter, but they don't look used, and all the instructions are laying next to the corresponding test, "Umm babe, what happened? Did you take any of them?" I ask.

She looks at the floor slightly embarrassed, "I couldn't, not without you. I need you here. No matter the result, it feels weird not having you in here by my side."

I smile and pick her up and twirl her in a hug. But Clare isn't having that, "Careful, there could be a baby in there." Clare warns me.

I instantly put her down, gently though, "Sorry, and thanking for letting me in. So let's figure these things out, shall we?"

We spend a few minutes reading directions, before we pretty much get the point, "Are you ready?" I ask her.

She smiles, "I guess."

I take her hand and give her a reassuring squeeze, "It will be okay, no matter the result."

"You promise?" She asks, looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes.

I nod, "I promise."

"Can you um- well would you mind- could you turn your head? I don't really want you to watch me pee," Clare blushes.

I chuckle, "Of course my dear." I give her a quick kiss, and look away.

When she is finished, I turn to look at her, she smiles at me, "So should we wait, or should I take the next one?" she asks.

I pond it for a second, "Umm well here, give me that test, and instead of doing nothing while we wait, why don't you take the next one?"

"Eli, I'm not handing you the test; I peed on it, that's gross." It's so like her to say that.

I shake my head and hand her the next test, "Give me the test Clare." She blushes, but complies and hands over the test, blushing like mad.

"Please turn your head," She asks me. I comply, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. We repeat this process with the final test.

"So do you want to look at them now, or wait 'till the final one is done?" I ask her.

"Let's just wait. I think I'd rather just do it all at once." She tells me. I nod and pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and clings onto me as I set the toilet seat down. I sit down, and place her in my lap. She shifts around on my lap until she is comfortable. I kiss her hair, and she moves to intertwine our fingers on both hands, and pulls my arms so they rest around her waist, "How much longer do we have to wait?" She asks me.

I look at my phone, "About three minutes."

"Okay." She replies.

"Hey since we are just waiting, mind if I run something by you?" I ask her.

She nods, "Sure. What is it baby?"

I turn her face to look at me, "I'm not sure how you're gonna react to this, but I was thinking we could maybe look into buying a house?"

Clare's face lights up, "Really?"

I smile, "Well you know, even if you're not pregnant, we are trying and I don't know about you, but I don't want to raise a baby in an apartment."

"I would really like that. But can we afford it?" She asks.

I chuckle, "Of course sweetheart, I told you I have been saving for us. We aren't millionaires, but we are set. So don't worry."

"I love you." She says.

"I love you too." And I kiss her.

Clare gets off my lap and goes to the counter. I see her eyes widen, but I can't tell if it's in disappointment or excitement, "Oh. My. Goodness. Eli come here."

I go over to the counter and look at the test. Holy shit.

Cliffhanger! Sorry, I will try to update tomorrow, but it's my sisters birthday, so whichever story I write that gets the most reviews, is the one I'm updating.