"I didn't get you into too much trouble, did I?" Jason had camped out at Cori's locker, waiting for her to arrive at school.

Cori smiled as she twirled the lock to her combination. "None," she said, "Dad's just way overprotective."

"Good. I was worrying about that all night long," he admitted.

Cori kissed him gently. "Don't worry about it."

Jason grabbed her hand and they started walking down the hall. "We have a test to take," he informed her.

She rolled her eyes. "Shut up."


"Crap," Lindsay looked down at the object in her hand, willing it to magically change its diagnosis. She sighed and sat down on the toilet, thankful that Danny had remembered to close the seat for once. Rather than discarding this one in the trashcan like she had done the others, she placed it on the counter. She was going to have to show Danny sooner or later.

"Montana?" Danny banged on the door, worry evident in his voice. It seemed that it was going to be sooner. "You ok?"

"Fine," she called back, walking over to the door and unlocking it. Danny burst into the bathroom.

"You sure?" he asked her, kissing her gently on the lips.

"Positive," she said and then winced. Why couldn't she have used a better word?

"See! You're not ok!" he took her into his arms. "What's wrong? Tell me what's goin' on."

Almost involuntarily, Lindsay glanced at the home pregnancy test lying on the counter. Danny raised his eyebrows when he finally noticed it sitting on the counter. "Montana, what's that?" he asked, even though he was pretty sure he knew what it was.

Lindsay bit her lip. "A home pregnancy test," she squeaked out.

"And what'd it say?" he crossed the room to pick up the little white stick. He glanced down at it and saw a pink plus sign looking up at him happily. "Linds, are we havin' a baby?"

"It might be wrong," she blurted out, panicking slightly, "I mean, I did two others and they all said the same thing, but it could be wrong? Right? They can't all be right every time?"

"Montana," Danny tried to interrupt, but she didn't listen.

"So, really, I might not be pregnant. It could be a fluke!"

"Lindsay," Danny said.

"What?" she snapped.

"Do you not want a baby?" he asked, slightly confused.

"What? No! I want a baby!" she exclaimed.

"Then why does it matter if it's wrong or not?" he asked, "Why are you freakin' out about this. You weren't like this with Fee."

"Because you don't want a baby," she said in a small voice.

"What? When did I say that?"

"You said we should wait," she said in the same little voice. She bit her lip. "You said we had too much on our plate's right now and that we should wait until our lives weren't so crazy. So I was afraid that you wouldn't want it." She refused to make eye contact with him.

"Lindsay," Danny said quietly, gently. "I'm so sorry you thought that. I'm sorry you were afraid to tell me." He crossed the room and took his unresponsive wife into his arms gently. He could feel tears soaking into his shirt. "Sure, this might not be the most ideal time to have another baby, but I still want him or her," he assured her.

She looked up at him, finally. "You do?"

Danny had to laugh a little at the surprise in her voice. "Of course!" he exclaimed. "Babe, I love you and I love our family. And, I have every intention of addin' a few more little Montanas to our family, if that's alright with you. No matter when they are wantin' to come into this world."

"Really?" she asked.

"Really." He smiled and tipped her chin up so that he could kiss her. "We can go to the doctor and find out for sure," he told her.

"And you'll be ok with it either way?"

"Yes," he assured her, "I'll be happy, no matter what the doctor says."

"Good," Lindsay laughed a little, "because I really, really want this baby."

"Me too, love, me too."


"Congratulations," the nice, young nurse told the couple, "You're having a baby."

"Really?" Lindsay asked.

"Really," the lady laughed.

"Thank you," she said. It was directed at the nurse, but Danny knew that he was talking to him too.

"C'mon, let's get outta here," Danny told his wife. He glanced up at the nurse. "No offence."

She laughed. "None taken."

Danny took his wife out to lunch, where the baby was obviously the dominant –rather only- topic of conversation.

"When are we going to tell everybody?" Lindsay asked.

"Not so soon, this time," Danny said, remembering how he'd blurted it out to everybody the moment they knew.

"Yeah, but it shouldn't be too long. I think we should tell Cori first," she suggested.

"Good idea. She'll just have to keep her mouth shut until we tell everybody else."

"She'll be fine," Lindsay laughed. "She's not five, you know."

"Yeah, she made that painfully clear when she brought that boy home," Danny said sarcastically, still a bit unsure of the situations.

Lindsay rolled her eyes. "I'm really excited for this baby," she admitted.

Danny smiled and reached out to grab her hand. "Me too," he said, somewhat shyly. "Honestly, when I told you that we should wait, I wasn't so sure that I was ready for another baby, y'know? I didn't know if I'd be able to handle it."

"But you're sure now, right?" A hint of alarm was in his wife's voice.

"Never been so sure of anything in my life," he said, "Well, almost." He laughed. "You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do, And I feel exactly the same way."

A/N Geez. The ends of my chapters keep getting lamer and lamer. So sorry. Review anyway?

xoxo

Lia