As the movie credits started on the TV screen Declan was suddenly aware of the loss of sensation in his legs. He tried to shift his weight without waking Riley who was spread partially across them, but Riley began t move on his own accord to face Declan.

"I thought you were asleep."

"I was. I woke up when the pilot got spiked." Riley explained.

"Movie too boring?"

"Naw. Just tired."

Declan bent forward, "Too tired for this?" He planted a kiss on Riley, who responded rather intensely. They kept going for a few minutes before Declan tried to maneuver himself to take the next step. Riley pulled away, finally freeing Declan completely to move. Declan watched as Riley instantly closed up.

"I-I-I should go to my room." Riley stuttered quietly, "We've got that class tomorrow morning."

Declan sighed, disappointed and agitated as Riley began to get up. "Riley, come on." He grabbed for Riley's hand. "What's going on? I keep trying…and you keep pulling away. We've gone farther before." Declan was searching.

"I know." Riley mumbled, "I'm just tired."

Riley looked to see Declan wasn't buying it. Declan made another attempt, standing up and reaching for the bottom of Riley's t-shirt. In an instant Riley surprised Declan slapping away his hands.

"Just stop." Riley practically yelled. "Not when I look…just not now." He paused realizing the volume. "I'm sorry." He left the room.

Declan calculated Riley's anger for a moment and chose to follow. He pushed Riley's door open without knocking.

"Riley, I don't know how many times I need to remind you that I'm here. And I'm still attracted to you even when you're pregnant. And I'm still here, because there is more to you than just how hot you are. And sometimes I want to do this…" He cautiously ran his hands down both of Riley's arms before leaning in to kiss him, "Because,…I" Declan took a deep breathe, "Because I love you."

With Riley in shock he took advantage of removing Riley's shirt without protest. His hand traveling over the baby bump and he could feel the baby shifting. His finger traced along the line that stretched down the center of the bulging stomach. "I love you." He whispered, smiling, his face next to Riley's, "So, I'm here."

Riley's lips crashed into Declan's within an instant. There was something overwhelming for both of them in reacting to those three little words. Declan had said them before to other people, but this was the first time that he meant them. He could feel Riley pulling him to the bed and the voice in the back of his head that had been waiting for a verbal response was silenced.

The worked around the baby bump, Declan trying to be as conscience and careful as his hormones would allow. But still Riley remained quiet, and to Declan's disappointment the other boy fell asleep almost as soon as they were done. He turned in the bed, slightly mad at himself. He didn't like to feel this vulnerable, he liked control, and he liked knowing things. All three things seemed impossible since he had gotten together with Riley. The ball always seemed to be in Riley's court. And Riley was the least predictable person Declan had met. The voice inside his head nagged him all the way into his sleep that he was losing his edge, that he was getting a taste of his own medicine, that Riley didn't feel…

It was a combination of light and movement that forced him to wake up. By the time he forced his eyes open and rolled over the other side of the bed was empty, and so was the room. He sighed, stretching his arms out on either side when Riley came in the room, hair wet and towel tucked underneath the bump.

"Now you're awake." Riley smiled. "I tried waking you up earlier…thought you might want to save some water," His smile grew slanted with his allusion, but when he dropped it when the smile wasn't return, "But I…we, if you're still up to it, need to leave in like twenty minutes."

Declan nodded silently, shaking away the sleep, and the dream he had just woken up from. He quickly got ready in half the time he was used to using, making his way to his car and an already waiting Riley. As he opened the door he noticed Riley quickly hiding a piece of newspaper in the back of the book on his lap.

Riley aware that Declan might have noticed something opened the book and asked, "What do you think about 'Jakob'?"

This threw Declan off guard as he started the car, " Jakob who?"

"As a name." Riley clarified holding up the baby book on the name suggestion chapter.

Inwardly Declan took a relieved breath before commenting, "Too Twilight."

Riley laughed, nodded, "So that would eliminate 'Edward', 'Emmett', 'Jasper', and 'Carlisle'."

Deciding to stick, some what reluctantly, with Riley's lead he kept to the topic of names, "Do people actually name their kids 'Carlisle'?"

"I hope not." Riley turned the page, "Oliver?"

"As in Twist?"

"So that's a no." He crossed out the name with a pen. "Maybe the next in evolution is that kid comes with a name. There's too many. And I'm indecisive."

"That's for sure." Declan agreed. He was sure Riley would slap him regardless of the fact he was driving, but all he got was a somewhat hurt look he caught briefly. He swallowed, gripping the steering wheel, "What about 'Aidan'?"

There was a bit of silence, as if he was considering it, before Riley mumbled, "No. I love my brother but…no, I don't think I could."

Declan nodded, and the rest of the car ride Riley succeeded in crossing over half of the names off from the list in the book leaving Declan to wonder if there were any names Riley did like. They pulled into the building the class the doctor had recommended had listed. There were rows of cars already parked, but when they found the right room there were only a handful of other couples there.

Riley looked around the room, nervous as he assessed the other people in the room as two more couple entered behind them. The various other couple, all expecting, were scatter around the room chatting or talking to each other, all waiting. Both teenagers were to surprised to find that among the total nine couples there were two other male pregnancies, beside themselves in the room. They quietly made their way to that side of the room and Declan, being as socially skilled as he was tried to make them both feel more comfortable by talking to the two guys, both looked to be in there early thirties, nearest to them. The gesture backfired however. Riley felt uncomfortable as one of the guys gave him a resentful look as his partner mentioned that they had be trying for a few years, since they had found out it could be possible for them. He could feel the unsaid implication of the resentful look. They seemed stable, old enough, and had been trying where he had achieved what they had wanted by just fucking around. He moved his hand into Declan's for some sort of comfort for which he received a smile. The rest of the conversation was cut off by the teacher announcing she was beginning.

Riley relaxed considerably as the class continued, due in part to the fact he spent a good portion quietly laughing at his boyfriend, who seemed to be the teacher's favorite person to pick on. Although he thought Declan deserved it when he tried to put the diaper on the fake baby backwards the rest seemed a little unfair. He could see this was making Declan nervous, not knowing how to do these things. But he's trying, Riley thought, because he loves…me. The thought made Riley smile grow just as the teacher made one last critique on Declan when the class ended which earned him a slight glare

"You're secretly her favorite." Riley tried to comfort him as they made their way out of the building.

"I doubt that."

"You did really good." Riley tried again, as they got into the car. He let a moment pass, "Thank you."

"For making a fool out of myself?" Declan teased.

"For being here."

Declan swallowed, but choose not to acknowledge the reference to the night before unsure if he wanted to go there again instead he stuck to the topic of the class, "Despite that display back there, I will eventually get a hold of it…I've got a couple months," Declan kept rambling as he kept his eyes on the road. "A little weird huh, it getting closer? I bet you're ready…" He trailed off as snore-like sound interrupted his moment. He looked over to see Riley asleep against the window. Declan stopped talking grateful that they were almost home. He pulled in an walked around the car.

"Come on, Ry, wake up."

Riley woke up reluctantly and the pair made their way to room where Declan made him promise to take a nap so they could go out later that day and look at some things for the baby. It took Declan staying until Riley appeared asleep before he left. As he closed the door behind as his mother's voice rang out, "Declan, your father and I need a word with you."

Riley heard the request from inside his room as he opened his eyes again as soon as the door closed, not really tired after that quick nap in the car. He reached to grab the book he had set next to the bed when they had returned. He pulled out the folded piece of paper from the back of the book and his eyes scanned over the apartment listings he had ripped from the newspaper. He he reached for his phone he could here raised voices. Curious, he made his way to the hallway and down a couple of steps until he could make out the words, "Have you ever considered the boy is just using you, and you're letting him. You have no obligations to him…and neither do we for that matter." His sat down on the stair, they had found out Declan wasn't the other father after all.

"Hold on." He could her Mr. Coyne standing up to his wife, and Riley was grateful for it, "Riley is a good kid who needs some help."

"He needs Declan to leech off of."

Declan's voice could finally be heard, "That's ridiculous. I need him more than he needs me, Mother. And you may not understand that. I've made my decision; I will be there as much or as little as he wants me to be for him and his son. And if you kick him it out…you'll be kicking me out as well."

Riley hoisted himself up off the steps and made his way back to his room as quickly as he could. He leaned against the door to catch his breath. He couldn't allow Declan to go through what he had. Though he didn't talk about it much it had killed him a little each day to not be allowed in the same house as his family, to feel like an invader in someone else's family.

He felt the door push against him. "Riley." Declan's voice came from the other side of the door. "Let me in." He stepped away from the door and Declan entered confused at Riley's expression, "What's wrong?" he didn't wait for an answer as he figured it out on his own, "You heard?"

Riley nodded.

Declan sighed, "I wish you hadn't heard. It turned out to be pretty pointless."

"Pointless? You risked getting kicked out of your home for me." Riley nearly shouted.

"But they didn't do it. After that Dad pretty much had it out on Mom…"

"I'll leave if they want me to, I probably should."

"What?" Declan interrupted, confused. "You want to leave? Wh-what about last night?"

"That's why." Riley turned to Declan trying to pull him to the bed, but Declan pulled away instantly angry. Speechless Riley took advantage. "Declan, I've been kicked out of my home. And I don't want that for you."

"Because you don't feel the same way I do." Declan accused turning to leave.

Riley raised his voice, "Because I feel exact the same way." That stopped him. He lowered his voice "Declan I love you too."

Well, usually I post on my birthday which was at the beginning of this month, but these last few weeks have been pretty suck-tastic. I hope you all can forgive me.

Let me know what you think. Prize goes to the 12th reviewer.

I hope you enjoy.