[A/N: So sorry about the lack of updates guys. I got out of school almost two weeks ago, but I was working as soon as we got out. I'm done now, though. I just have rehearsals for a musical three nights a week now. I'll update as much as possible! Anyways, now back to our semi-regularly scheduled program]
The couple spent all morning talking about the baby and discussing telling the team. Spencer even managed to convince Derek to watch Star Trek after they cleaned up breakfast. Derek got through almost two hours before he was over it.
"How on earth did you talk me into watching this?" Derek said, giving the TV a disapproving look.
"Because you love me," Spencer said, snuggling closer to Derek. "So what do you want to do about the team?"
"The next time we see them will be Tuesday, do you want to tell them then? We can show the ultrasound pictures to anyone who wants to see them," Derek said.
"Okay, I guess that works," Spencer said, "I'm scared, though."
"Don't be," Derek said, kissing his boyfriend on the head. "They'll love and support us no matter what, you know that."
Spencer shrugged and cuddled closer to Derek.
"Are you hungry? You and the baby need to eat," Derek said, pulling Spencer off the couch.
"Derek, I'm fine," Spencer said, laughing at Derek's over concern, "The baby and I are eating plenty, I promise."
Derek just looked down at Spencer and smiled.
"What?" Spencer said, staring back at Derek, "What?!"
"Nothing," he said, sitting back down and wrapping an arm around Spencer.
"You're staring at me," Spencer said and he smiled.
"I'm looking at my little family," he said.
Spencer put his hand on his stomach and looked over at Derek. "I never really had a family. It was always just my mom and me, my mentally unstable mother and her genius son."
Derek pulled Spencer into a hug. "Well, now you have me, and soon you'll have my family, too," Derek smiled at Spencer, "Which reminds me, we have to tell our moms and my sisters."
Spencer groaned, "I haven't talked to my mom in months. She's gonna wonder why I haven't returned her calls…Or letters…Or emails." He ran a hand through his hair and squeezed his eyes shut.
"She'll understand, babe. You were nervous to tell her," Derek said, giving Spencer's hand a squeeze.
"I think she always knew about me. Plus, the fact that I always talked about you," Spencer said, trying not to giggle when he said the last bit.
"See? She won't be angry," Derek said,"You know she'll love you no matter who you love."
"I don't know how she'll take the pregnancy," Spencer began fiddling with a string on his shirt.
"I'm sure she'll be thrilled, grandbabies," Derek said, kidding Spencer's forehead, "Just like we are."
"I guess," Spencer said, curling up against Derek's side.
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Later that afternoon, Derek got a call from Dave.
"We're all getting together at my house tonight. Do you want to come?" he asked.
"Sure do you want me to call Reid?" Derek asked, glancing over at his boyfriend, whose head was in the freezer.
"Yeah, if you could. I'm going to get cooking," Dave said, Derek heard some pots clang in the background. "Crap."
"Ooo, Rossi Home-Cookin', I'll call Reid," Derek said. Dave thanked him and hung up. "Perk up and put down the ice cream, Pretty Boy. We're going to Rossi's for dinner with the team."
"Yes! I've been craving Italian food," Spencer said, "I'm gonna go shower and change. You should do the same." He smiled as he ran off down the hallway.
"You sayin' I smell?" Derek called with mock-offense in his voice and headed down the hallway after Spencer.
"Maybe," Spencer called out before locking the bathroom door behind him.
"Hey!" Derek said, shaking the knob. "Let me in!"
"No!" Spencer giggled from the other side of the door.
"I thought you claimed I needed to shower," Derek said, trying to think of how to get Spencer to open the door.
"You mean with me?" Spencer asked, the giggling gone and the happiness chased after it. He cracked the door and peeked out.
"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" Derek said to Spencer, trying to reach his hand through the door and onto Spencer's.
Spencer shied away from the door and Derek slid in. He wrapped his arms around the younger man. "What's wrong, Baby Boy?"
"I don't know," the insecurity rang through his voice, "I just feel like I'm going to look weird when I actually, you know," he paused, "look pregnant."
"You'll look as great as you always do," Derek said, "And I love you and always will love you regardless." He kissed Spencer's head.
"You think tonight would be a goodtime to tell them?" Spencer asked.
"As good a time as ever, not on the clock, not a professional setting, why not?" Derek said.
"Okay then, I'm going to shower to actually get cleaned up and get dressed," Spencer said.
Derek made a face at him before leaving Spencer to shower.