To Guest 1- They're around. Somewhere. I've got a chapter for this pre-written that they're in, so they're not dead or anything, don't worry :P I just forget to include them from time to time.

To Guest 2- I was thinking about putting that lot back in, but I haven't worked out just how yet :P Maybe I will, maybe I won't, I don't know! :D For the Haunted Mansion one, I have a few ideas, but it's not a lot to write about at the moment. I'll see what I can do all the same though :D

I'm REALLY sorry for not updating properly lately, I've only really had ideas for that new crossover of mine and some one-shots or future chapters- still undecided :P

It was a boy.

They found out today. It had taken Leo four hours to persuade her to go for the afternoon appointment and, thank the gods, she relented. He was dying to know what the baby was. Leo was a good name.

He bought a huge blue teddy bear and put it in the shotgun seat of his car while she rang Jessica. She used his phone, away from people. She still didn't know what to do, but- sometimes, when she was mucking around with Leo- the baby would come up in conversation and, to Leo, it sounded like she was going to keep it. Not that she had said that for definite or those exact words- it was just the way she spoke about it.

Not it. Him.

Leo drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, glancing up at the rear view mirror. She was scowling at his phone, pressing the buttons irritably.

"I hate- what in the name of Poseidon is this?!"

"I couldn't resist." Leo smiled sheepishly. She threw him his phone, pulling the blue bear from the car. It came to just below her hip and it was super soft. "You like it?" She shook the toy, making its arms and legs flop around.

"Yeah." She decided, smiling. "Thanks Leo." She set the bear in the back- and strapped it in on Leo's insistence. "I'm hungry." She said, once in her seat.

"Me too. McDonalds?"

"Happy Meals?"

"Indeedy doody." She looked at him curiously, but he was already off. "Lou?"

"Mm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"No." He shot her a sideways glare. "What?"

"Have… have you thought about… um, thought about names at all?" He could feel her gaze on him, but he had to focus on the road. "I just thought that, uh, Leo is a swelegant name."

"Swelegant?"

"Trying to lighten the mood here." Louisa hummed monotonously. Leo looked at her quickly, seeing that she had diverted her attention to outside. He didn't press her, allowing her to dwell in her thoughts for a good ten minutes.

"I like Bradley."

"Who?"

"The name. I don't know anyone called Bradley."

"I know, I'm just teasing." He grinned cheekily and she sighed, muttering something about where he could stick his teasing. "Do babies have to have middle names?"

"I dunno. Do they?"

"Hey, I'm asking you. How'd you expect me to know?"

"Ditto."

"Leo's still a good name."

"Nah, that's stupid."

"Oy!" He pretended to sulk for five minutes, even though she sat and stared at him pointedly. "Ugh, fine. How about Johnathon?"

"But I like Bradley."

"I know, I know. But for a middle name."

"Oh. Bradley Johnathon."

"Valdez." He added quickly. Her brow furrowed.

"Smith-Jackson."

"When I get five minutes, I'm going to make you a Valdez, so Valdez."

"When ya get five minutes?" Leo gave a single nod and made a noise of agreement. Five minutes was plenty of time! What was she on about, silly woman.

Louisa kept stealing his fries, so he bought another set of Happy Meals, one for each of them. She ate more than ever now- not that she cared- but she only seemed to gain bits of baby weight and even then it wasn't that much. If Leo hadn't known, he would never have guessed she was pregnant.

The giant blue bear proved to be a bit of a problem when they got home, but Louisa settled that eventually- Leo would have to put up with it being in his chair.

"The toys are gettin' worse." She commented, frowning at the Happy Meal toy. "Used to be little video games 'n' stuff, all different. Now, it's certain toys at certain hours 'n' they ain't even that fun."

"Complain then."

"But that's just effort."

"Lazy moo." She made a face at him and then decided she wanted a peach. "Ya got any?"

"Do I look like someone who has fruit?"

"No…"

"We'll get you peaches tomorrow."

"But now."

"We just got in!" Leo protested good-naturedly. She watched him for a few seconds, chewing her lip.

"I don't want a peach now." She waved it off and went to her art room. "Have ya got any spaghetti?"

Leo sighed. That woman was Mad with a capital M.