Two months had passed. Nicole and Dean were happier then ever. Dean had an autograph signing in New York City yesterday so he spent the night with Nicole. Nicole woke up and instantly felt sick. She ran to the bathroom and threw up. Getting out of bed so quickly woke Dean up. Nicole was in the bathroom puking. Dean came in.

"I've got you." He said. He held her hair back while she puked. When she was finished she brushed her teeth. "Your doctor's appointment is tomorrow right?"

"Yeah." "I knew I was gonna get the stomach flu." "That's what happens when a bug goes around the office." "I just hope the doctor can give me something for this nausea, it's killing me."

"Aw, my poor Peaches."

"At least I threw up before I took my crazy pill." She said opening the medicine cabinet and taking out her Zoloft bottle.

"You're not crazy Peaches."

She took the pill. "Says the man who's nickname at work is the Lunatic Fringe." She said smiling.

"That's what makes us so perfect together."

They got dressed. She walked him to the door.

"Come here." He said. He pulled her close to him. "I don't wanna go."

"I know." "I don't want you to go either." "We'll see each other next weekend."

"That's to long." "I need to be with my Peaches." They kissed.

"Aw." "It go by fast."

"Feel better baby." "I love you."

"I love you too." "Bye."

"Bye."

The next day Nicole went to the doctor. She'd taken some tests and was waiting for the doctor to come in. The doctor came in.

"Hi Nicole." She said.

"Hi."

"I have good news." "You're gonna be fine."

"That's great."

"You're pregnant."

"Excuse me?" "Did you say pregnant?"

"That's what I said." "Lay back and we'll see how far along you are." Nicole laid down. The doctor hooked her to the machine. You could barely see anything on the screen. "I would say you're around six weeks."

"Everything looks ok?"

"Everything looks great." "I know you're worried because of your previous pregnancy." "There's no reason to indicate it will happen again."

Nicole didn't want to tell Dean that the baby over the phone or on the computer. She just told him it was the stomach flu. To her it felt like the weekend took forever to get there. Finally at around seven o' clock in the evening that Friday Dean walked through the door of Nicole's apartment.

"Hi honey." She said. "Come here and sit down." He sat down next to her on the couch. They kissed. "Dean, remember when I went to the doctor and I said I had the stomach flu?"

"I lied." "It wasn't the stomach flu, I'm pregnant."

"Really?" He said happily.

"Yeah." "Dean I'm scared."

"Nicole you won't miscarry again."

"How do you know?"

"I just know."

"What if I have the baby and everything's fine but I end up having really bad postpartum depression?" "I'm already nuts." "Who knows what it'll do to me."

"Do you want the baby Nicole?"

"More then anything."

"Good me to." "That's all that matters." "This is a good thing." "I'm gonna be a daddy." He kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Boy or girl?