The sounds of Eliza's absentminded chatting and the soft hum of the 'Hair' soundtrack in the background were the only noises emitted from the living room full of baby clothes and boxes. The baby was due in less than a month and this pregnancy had been a breeze compared to the last one. Lea was thankful for that. Sure she still had her moments of irrational emotional bursts and the occasional midnight request for a foot rub or a spinach and hummus sandwich on whole wheat, but at least she knew what to expect. And Lea liked being prepared.

Cory had his arms wrapped around his little wife, chin hunched down and silently resting on her shoulder as she went through the boxes and bags of Eliza's old clothes. They had known the sex of the baby for months now but they were keeping it a surprise. For now it would be a little secret between the two of them; family, friends, and the public finding out after the birth. "Feels nice to just relax." Lea voiced, folding up a onesie reading 'I don't cry! I sing!' and setting it to the side. "Mmm...You call going through every old outfit of Eliza's relaxing?" Cory chuckled. "Yeah, this is nice though..."

"Well I want to sort through the ones I want to keep. For old times sake. I mean after this, this is it. We both wanted two so we don't have use for half of these things. They're to freakin' cute..." Lea drawled, pouting a lip out at a lacy blue dress. "I told Jonathan the names the other day." She held up a finger to assure her the Canadian of her next words. "I swear I didn't give anything away. And I made him promise not to tell. I just said we had decided on two names, a girls name and a boys name and in a few weeks time he would see which one we're useing..."

Cory smiled to himself, twisting his lips into an innocent smirk. "And what'd he say?"

"I just told him, if it's a girl we want Emmy. If its a boy, Brice. He sort of just laughed at me for like a minute because, ya know, an awards show versus a Barbra Streisand character. Typical Lea Michele choices."

The Canadian laughed and released Lea from his grasp, scooting over to occupy the other brunette on the floor. "Emmy and Eliza woulda been cool. Both E's and stuff. But I like this. It's like the best of both worlds. One girl, one boy."

The actress vibrated her lips and nodded, taking a break from sorting and rubbing her abdomen gently. "I don't know if I'm ready for a little Cory but...I'm sure when Brice Jonathan arrives he'll be to cute to resist. And his arrival is more than welcome, I miss being able to see my toes."

Cory laughed at his wife's complaints as Eliza squirmed in his arms. "That's an exaggeration. You can see your toes, you have big weird feet. I know, I massage them everyday for you. Heeey!" he grinned as he received a playful whack to the shoulder. "But the rest of you is nice. Hey! Okayokay, I'm kidding."

Lea laughed and watched the four-year-old sing to herself, busy with crayons and coloring pages. "What if I get another tattoo?"

Cory raised a brow. "Another? I mean...if you want. I love them but how many more can you fit before making them all crazy? Just sayin'"

"I was thinking like on my side. Just a little one of course. Maybe like an E and a B. for Eliza and Brice."

Cory's face softened and scooted back to Lea's side. "That's a cool idea. Maybe I'll do somethin' cool like that too."

"Momma, I drawed you and me together." Announced a tiny, high-pitched voice.

Lea gasped dramatically and took the paper from her daughter's hands. "Ooooh! Lizaaaaaa! This is beautiful!...What's on my face?"

"Your nose!"

Cory let out a laugh, earning a glare from Lea who looked like she was holding back a smile herself. "Pretty good, cutie."

"Yes, it's gorgeous, I'm definitely hanging this up in my dressing room next year." Lea laughed. "Definitely saving this."