"You're having my baby. You're a woman in love and I love what it's doing to you."

-Paul Anka "You're Having My Baby"

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"Shit. Shit shit shit… I AM NOT FREAKING OUT… good point Amber," Fabian stood outside the balcony as Nina spoke to Amber. Nina didn't know he was home yet and therefore had no clue he was listening, "I know, but it's only been a year and a half since we got married… I know how happy you are… that has nothing to do with what we're talking about… I am!... you were?... and I didn't work?... god that sucks… at least Mick was happy about it! What if Fabian freaking kills me!... I know he won't I'm only being over dramatic… you think so?... Yeah I'm hungry too… he can't hear me, he isn't home yet… No! I still need to vent my problems to you… fine, go feed Andrew… I'll call you later… bye."

Fabian ran toward the entranced and opened the door as if he was just coming home, "Hey Nines."

"Hey," Nina mumbled, coming through the balcony door, "How was work?"

"So-so," Fabian shrugged, "How was your day?"

"U-Uneventful," Nina stuttered.

"Really?" Fabian asked.

"Well, Eddie and Patricia called, they're coming to your birthday party, that's about it. Oh, and Piper and Alfie are coming too." Nina shrugged.

Fabian sighed, wrapping his arms around Nina's waist, "I hate it when you don't tell me things."

"What?" Nina asked, melting into the kisses Fabian was placing on her neck.

"What were you talking to Amber about?" he said, stopping his kisses at her ear.

Nina broke from the embrace, "Eavesdropper!"

"Hey, I walked in and you were on the phone! So what if I heard you, we aren't keeping secrets anymore, remember?" Fabian told her, coming closer.

"Look, you'll find out." Nina promised, "It has something to do with your birthday present. I wasn't going to do it that way, but Amber insisted."

Fabian was satisfied with her answer, and he truly believed her, but he really wanted to know now.

Nina, Amber, and Patricia sat at your normal table for lunch the very next day.

"What?" the shout together. Just like old times.

"Come on I'm being serious!" Nina yelled, "Do I look fat?"

"Nina, you're pregnant. You're supposed to look fat." Patricia said.

"Keep your voice down!" Nina shouted.

"Nina, Fabian can't hear us." Amber pointed out.

"So, do I look fat?"

"NINA!"

"Hey girls," Mick said, joining the table with Andrew in his arms.

"Hey Mick," they all said.

Mick didn't know about the pregnancy –like Fabian. Amber and Patricia had been helping Nina pick out ways to break it to Fabian, and they finally picked one the other day.

Today. It was Fabian's birthday. It was the day she'd tell him.

"Fabian," Nina said in the living room just as the last of the guests got there, "Before we go eat, I have a gift for you." Nina smiled, shakily handing him a box.

Fabian smiled, pulling off the lid.

But the box was empty.

Only, in black sharpie –sharpie sent still present- something was written in Nina's handwriting.

I'm pregnant –love Nina

It took Fabian a minute to comprehend. He was just staring at the box.

"Jesus, what is it?" Mick yelled, coming over and looking in. When he read the words, he was just as frozen.

Fabian opened his mouth, then closed it again. He looked over at Nina, who had gone pale.

"Are you mad?" Nina whispered.

Fabian blinked, handed the box to his mother –who started squealing-, and walked over to Nina. He stood in front of her, his face blank, until he spoke.

"Is it… true?" he asked.

"Yes." Nina nodded, a tear escaping her eye.

Fabian's face broke into a wicked smile and he scooped up his wife, capturing her lips in his.

"I have never been happier in my entire life." Fabian promised her, tears falling from his eyes.

Nina cried more –this time happy- tears as she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder.

These are the moments that make you really happy you're alive.

Not thrilled with the ending. I've gotten requests for a Fabina wedding and baby and their coming I promise!