[A/N: Sorry I haven't been on guys, I've had tons of homework and projects lately. I have been writing for you though (: ]

The car ride back was quiet except for the radio. When Derek and Spencer got home Spencer curled up on the couch and began to cry.

Derek sat down next to him. "Shh, shh, what's wrong?" he asked, pulling Spencer close to him.

"How are we going to tell the team? About us and the baby?" Spencer said, the pace of his voice picking up. "What if I get fired? What if you get fired? What if we both get fired? How would we support the baby? The house?"

"I don't think we'll get fired, maybe transferred," Derek said. "We'll worry about that if or when we have to." He wiped the tears from Spencer's cheeks.

"If one of us gets transferred, what if we're never together because of cases?" Spencer said.

"We'll figure that out if necessary, Spence, you need to take a breath," Derek said, putting his arms around Spencer.

Spencer yawned and cuddles closer to Derek. "Today was exhausting."

"I know, Pretty Boy," Derek said, kissing the top of Spencer's head.

"Should we tell Penelope?" Spencer asked, looking up at his boyfriend.

"Do you want to? Or tell her with everyone else?" Derek asked.

Spencer shrugged. "If the baby's a girl, you're gonna be wrapped around her little finger, aren't you?" he said with a smile.

"No… Probably," he said, "You would love to have a little girl, wouldn't you?"

Spencer smiled and nodded. "And if we have a boy?"

"Then I can teach him to play baseball, which I mean I could do the same if we have a daughter," Derek said.

"He could be a daddy's boy," Spencer said, looking up at Derek.

"How will he or she identify each of us?" Derek asked.

"One of us could be dad, and the other could be daddy, or papa, some combination," Spencer said.

"Yeah, I guess," Derek said.

"I can be papa, I think you're more of a 'dad'," Spencer said as he hugged his boyfriend.

"Yeah, I like that," he said, smiling down at Spencer.

"So what's for dinner?" Spencer asked.

"So your appetite is back?" Derek said, Spencer nodded. "Okay, then what do you want for dinner?"

"I want Jell-O, but I realize I should eat something more. So, pizza?" he said.

"Whatever you want, Pretty Boy," he said, reaching for the phone, "Should I go get Jell-O, too?"

"Please?" he smiled up at Derek.

Derek headed out to get the pizza and Jell-O. When he got back, the couple sat on the couch eating pizza and Jell-O, watching Doctor Who per Spencer's request.

"I'm nervous for the ultrasound," Spencer said. He started playing with the string on his sweatpants.

"You'll be fine, Baby Boy, aren't you excited to see how far along you are?" Derek asked.

"Yes, of course I am," he said, "But I'm still nervous."

"I know, you'll be fine though," Derek said, pulling Spencer into his lap.

"It's just foreign to me."

"It's foreign to both of us, and I'll be right by your side for all of it."

"Promise?" Spencer yawned.

"Promise." Derek kissed Spencer's forehead.

They watched Doctor Who until Spencer fell asleep. Derek carried him to bed, changed into sweatpants and climbed into bed beside his boyfriend.

MRMRMRMRMRMRMRMR

Derek woke up the next morning to an empty space beside him and the sound of Spencer throwing up in the bathroom.

"You okay, Spence?" he called.

"Yeah, morning sickness is all," Spencer said, as he climbed back in bed with Derek.

"Can the doctor give you meds for that?" Derek asked, putting a hand on Spencer's belly.

"I'm sure she can, I'll ask tomorrow," he said. He put a hand on Derek's and shut his eyes again. "What time is it?"

Derek reached over for his cell phone. "Umm, 8:30. Why?"

"Just wondering…" Spence said.

"You seem a lot more comfortable now," Derek said.

"The shock has passed and the excitement is setting in," he said smiling.

"Do you want to find out what we're having?" Derek asked.

"Yeah. Unless you don't, then we won't," he said, shifting to put his head on Derek's stomach.

"No, I do, too," he said. He ran his fingers through Spencer's hair.

"You want a little daddy's girl, don't you?" Spencer said.

Derek smiled down at him and nodded. "Not that having a son would be a bad thing. We'd at least have some idea of what we're doing."

Spencer smiled, "Penelope, JJ and Emily would be thrilled if we had a girl. And if we had a boy, Henry and Jack would have a friend to play with."

"Speaking of, how do you think we should tell them?" Derek asked, the response he received was a shrug from Spencer. "Well then, let's brainstorm while we make breakfast."

Spencer nodded and the two headed to the kitchen.