Thank you for the reviews, they really help me move along. Though I'm continuing whether people review or not, because I want this out there. So Fran unfortunately miscarried, but it's not the end. Lol, more 'sexy times' are coming.

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The door clicked open and in walked Max, holding Fran in his arms bridal style as he carried her to the couch. She was sound asleep, though she didn't look her usual peaceful self. Her face was tear streaked, and her eyelids were clearly a little swollen. He knew he looked the same. Both of them had lost their child two days ago.[A/N: I hope you don't mind, but I hate doing the whole hospital scene crying shit. It's the same boring stuff, crying, pain, recovery and then the person is released. So I skipped ahead. Don't mind reading it but writing it is a no for me..]

The whole house was somber and down. The kids walked in slowly, and headed upstairs to their rooms. Niles came in last, shutting the door and locking it before going into the livingroom and sitting on the chair.

Max set Fran on the couch gently, and pulled a blanket over her. She had to stay at the hospital a few days to be cleaned up and to make sure she wouldn't get infection and that nothing was life threatening. And ever since getting the bad news, Fran hadn't spoken a word. She just cried and stared off in space. A first, for her to go hours without speaking and under her own will power.

Max kissed his wife's forehead then sat down beside Niles on the arm of his chair. Pinching the bridge of his nose. Niles didn't know what to say, for once as well. He was at a loss, and knew 'I'm sorry' wasn't going to fix anything. So he placed a hand on Maxwell's back and rubbed for a moment.

"I feel like this is partially my fault." Maxwell spoke up, in a whisper.

"How?" Niles' whisper was slightly angered by this statement.

"She was so stressed. And all because she was scared to tell me she was pregnant, because I opened my stupid blood mouth and said I don't want anymore children." he said angrily.

"This is hardly your fault, sir. You heard the doctors. They don't know what caused it. And according to what you said, her body had been preparing for this for days." Niles explained.

"That's how it's my fault. She wanted to relax and stay home, but I forced her to jog and exercise, so she'd be healthier when really it was making her worse." he let a tear fall down his face, watching his beautiful Fran sleep.

"Blame yourself all you want, Maxwell. But it's not your fault."

"That jog we went on, Niles..." he sighed. "Before hand she said she felt like shit, and didn't want to go. But I made her. And now look."

Niles patted Max's back and walked away. Nothing he could say would change his friend's/boss's mind so he walked away to let him have some time to himself.

Fran tossed lightly in her sleep, moaning and holding her stomach. The Dr said she would be in a little bit of pain for a few days, and said it's nothing Advil and Tylenol and some rest can't fix. "The baby... the baby... save my... Maxwell, can't.. Find out... about... baby... Save it!" her eyes shot awake and she began panting, clearly having had a nightmare. Max was at her side in an instant.

"Shh, it's okay darling. It was just a dream." Max cooed, stroking her forhead. She looked at him and tears flooded her eyes shaking her head.

'Just a dream', no... it really happened. And it sucked, but they needed to gain from this, not lose. Yes their baby is gone, but there is nothing they can do to get it back and going into depression will only make things worse.

"Fran, what would you say if I told you, I'd be happy to try to have another baby with you." he said softly.

Fran looked at him with shocked eyes, and swallowed hard. Her voice came out scratchy. "But you said.."

"I know what I said, darling. But that was before I knew we were having one." he let out the smallest smile. "I'd love to have a baby with you, maybe not at this very moment. But we can practice." he said and got a smile out of her. "I'll let whatever happens, happen. And Dr Reynolds did say there was no permanent damage and that you could try for another baby in the very near future. She would just have to keep a close eye on you." he whispered.

Maxwell did a lot of question asking while Fran was in shutdown mode in the hospital, because he needed a lot of answers to know what to expect with Fran, and most importantly, if they could try for another baby and how it would affect her body next time, if there was a next time.

"I don't know, Max. Are we really ready? I mean maybe this was a sign, that I wasn't meant to be a motha." she cried. Maxwell sighed and hugged her tightly, rubbing up and down her back.

"You'd make one great mother, darling. Just look at how beautifully you've raised my kids. Our kids. They practically are your children, and you their mother." he stroked her cheek and looked into her beautiful brown eyes. "You shouldn't be too down about this. It was a great tragedy, but good things come from it. I mean, just look at me." he said pointing to himself.

"You?" she sniffled, listening. She wiped her eyes off and waited for his reasoning.

"When I lost Sara, me and the children, just never thought anyone could ever fill her place." he explained. "I never thought I would love again, and that I'd be married. But just look at me now. Married and happily in love, to you, Fran Fine. And the kids already see you as a mother. You've turned us all around, for the better. And I'm positive, we can do this as well with the loss of our child."

Fran's heart was pounding in her chest, and for the first time in a while she truly smiled.

"I love you, Max."

"I love you too, Fran." they shared a long well missed kiss. Slowly parting.

"I would like to try for anotha baby." Fran said softly.

"Me too, darling. We just need to talk to your Doctor."

"I thought you already did." she said.

"I did, I just want to know when it's okay for us to..." he seemed lost for words. "'Jump back into the sack'?" he tried. Fran giggled and shrugged.

"I guess that's a good way to put it." she said and hugged him tightly. "Thank you so much, honey. And I'm so sorry for not telling you. It was a horrible way for you to find out."

Maxwell nodded and squeezed her tightly. "It's fine, darling. I forgive you." he kissed her forehead.

Now what better way to ruin this moment for them, than for CC Babcock to come storming in.

"Maxwell!" she shouted walking into their mansion without a knock.

"What is it CC?" he asked, rising from his spot by Fran. Fran too sat up on the couch and looked back at the angry blond.

"I'm glad your having a wonderful time playing 'husband'" she said 'husband' in a weird childish mocking voice. "But if you hadn't noticed, our play is due to be up and running in two weeks and we don't have a lead!"

"That was for you to take care of, CC Remember?" he asked standing and folding his arms over his chest.

"Well I was busy with my own things, seeing as the producer was MIA." she said.

"I was on my honeymoon."

"You coulda canceled!"

Maxwell raised a brow and him and Fran exchanged a look before he rolled his eyes at CC "Come on, CC, into my office. We'll sort this out." he said heading to his office. CC huffed and shut the front door walking up to Fran and looking her over. Puffy eyes, dried up tears on her face, but she seemed happy.

"What's up with you?" she spat.

"Nothing anymore. What's up your butt?" Fran asked.

"Nothing, that's why she's so cranky." came Niles' voice, his head peaking around the corner behind the piano.

"Oh hardy har har, bellboy." she rolled her eyes placed her hands on her hips. "She looks like she's been crying."

"That's because you're here." Niles said, getting a giggle out of Fran. CC huffed again and left going to Maxwell's office.

Fran just smiled watching CC as she disappeared, and Niles as he came to sit beside her on the couch.

"It's nice to see you smiling, everything a littler better now?" he asked concerned.

"Yeah, Max and I talked." she said, sighing with a smile.

"And?"

"He's willing to try for anotha baby!" they both squealed and embraced, giggling like little kids.

"Ah, god. You have no clue how long I've been waiting to have a baby. I'm not getting any younger you know." Niles said with a big grin.

Fran rolled her eyes playfully when he spoke as if it was actually his baby, though she knew he'd be helping to raise him or her. And she already knew she'd want him as the godfather.

Fran rose to her feet and stretched. She was all smiles, and genuinely happy but still inside she was mourning the loss of her first child. But Max was right, they had to gain from this and move on.

"So when do you start trying?" he asked wagging his eyebrows.

"Soon I hope. Like, tonight would be great. I really miss being intimate, we haven't been that much since the honeymoon with my being sick and all." she said. They both headed into the kitchen and Fran pulled out a small row of ribs and put them into the microwave.

"Well what's holding you back now?" Niles asked.

"Gotta ask the docta." she said with a shrug.

"Why don't you just call?" Niles asked, almost innocently. As if it was so obvious.

"Y'know..." Fran said removing the ribs from the oven and taking a bite. "That makes sense." Niles rolled his eyes and grinned, sitting with her at the table. She gave him some ribs and they ate in silence for a little bit.

"Fran, can I ask you something?" Niles asked after finishing off his last bite. He wiped off his mouth and waited for Fran to answer, and she of course nodded. "What's it like, you know, to be married and with the person your in love with?"

Fran set down her food and frowned. Niles looked so upset and it seemed like he had something hidden behind his question. "It feel absolutely wonderful, Niles. I have everything I could ever ask for."

"Except for a child of your own." he added.

"Hush." she said and smiled lightly. "Soon, buddy. Soon. But, Niles, why do you ask? Are you in love?"

"I'd rather not talk about it right now, if you don't mind." he said standing up and pushing in his chair. Fran was about to object when Max walked into the room.

"Hello, darling. Niles, can you please go escort CC to her home?"

"Why?" Niles whined, slumping his shoulders.

"She needs help with a bunch of scripts that got mailed in from upcoming writers and she's a bit cranky with me." he said. Fran stood up and went to the fridge going to the island and pouring herself some orange juice.

"Aww, but she's always cranky with me."

"Niles..." Max said raising a brow.

"Oh alright." he said and over his shoulder yelled, "But she's sitting in the back with the window open."

"Why?" Fran called.

Niles stopped at the door and smirked back at her. "Dogs are much quieter in the car if they can stick their tongues out the window." he chuckled and left the kitchen.

Fran smiled shaking her head as she sipped on her juice. "I'll tell ya, Max. Them two are like an old married couple, they way they bicka." she giggled and sipped her juice again.

"Think we will get that way?" Max asked, coming up behind her and placing his hands on her waist and pulling her into him.

"No, of course not..." she said, already becoming lost in his actions.

"Good." he said and kissed along her neck after moving her hair, pulling her a little closer so she could feel the effect she was having on him.

"Whoa, honey. Happy already and I didn't even do anything." she said, turning in his arms and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Your just so sexy and beautiful... and I feel it's been forever since I've had you all to myself." he said, continuing down her neck and then to her lips.

"Mmm, I agree." she said and pulled back. "But we can't, not until we talk to the docta, remember? That's what you said."

"Already did."

"You did?"

"What do you think I sent Niles out with CC for? He's actually running several errands for me, the both of them. So I have you,"* kiss* "..all.." *kiss* "to myself." he said and they kissed for a long time, her fingers tangling in his hair and pulling his face as close as possible to him.

He lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around his waist and pressed himself into her, grinding against her on the island. She moaned repeatedly into his mouth before finally pulling away. "Let's get upstairs and start practicing." she practically growled.

"Practice does make perfect..." he said with a smirk, and off they went to the master bedroom where they weren't seen coming out of for several hours.

So this chapter didn't have too much going on. Just info and stuff to get ya's ready for the twists and turns I have coming up very very soon! Next chapter will be up asap, but I have a Christmas concert coming up this weekend along with a fund-raiser I'm doing for my school's Marching Band. So please, this chapter may have been a little boring but the next will be more exciting! Please Review and tell your friends! Lol.

PS... Tiny question, is anyone bothered by my sex scenes? Let me know what you think of them please. I've been very curious.