Chapter 23: the sex dilemma.

The one where Tim takes Lucy to a baby shower.

Tim had a split opinion on babies, he liked them but from afar. He found babies cute and much better than regular adults, considering they don't have the ability to complain and talk your head off but if you asked him if he ever envisioned himself with kids, the answer was almost always: No. Sure, he had thought of having a little version of himself running around but quickly pushed the idea aside when he analysed the probability of it going terribly wrong.

Even though he didn't have kids of his own, Tim had, somehow, managed to surround himself with many. Apparently, all his high school friends considered it a fantastic idea, against his better judgment and decided to make it their mission to repopulate the earth… and to do that, they had a bunch of mini devil worshipers. That didn't bother him, after all that was their problem but then came the Baby shower trend and it became his problem. In the last 10 years, Tim had been to more baby showers than LA Lakers games… that was a bit of an overstatement, but it was how it felt. After he reached the 40 years-mark, Tim thought his friends would put having kids behind their back but apparently, they thought having grandkids as Kids was a good idea, as well as daughters for wives.

"What is going through your head, Officer Bradford?" Lucy asked as she approached, Mojito glass in hand. Smities birthday drinks in the parking lot by the precinct, was tradition and Lucy was seriously enjoying the free bar.

"What?" He asked, as he lowered his beer. He had been a little dozed off, standing a little away from their usual group.

"You look like you are contemplating all the ways you can survive a nuclear apocalypse, but you are failing." She explained. Tim controlled the urge to roll his eyes, it surprised him that she was able to still notice that, considering she was already on her 4th Mojito.

"It's how I feel." He admitted, he had contemplated countless times how he could possibly get away from Robert O'Connor 5th kid baby shower. Unfortunately, considering he had avoided the last 4, there was no possible escape for this one… unless he was a complete monster and lied to Karen very pregnant face.

"Oh, love troubles!?" She asked teasingly, wiggling her eyebrows playfully. Yup, definitely a little tipsy.

"I wish." He admitted almost grumpy. While he did not wish to have a relationship, he would certainly preferred that his dilemma was all because of some unreasonable fight that could be fixed with some flowers.

"ugh, it's serious then…" She answered, cracking her back like she was preparing for some invisible fight. "Give it to me." She gestured for him to come at her and he coughed to hide a laugh.

"Baby shower." He stated simply.

"What?" She asked, clearly not following. How was a baby shower a motive for stress?

"I have a baby shower on Saturday." He stressed.

"Okay and what's the problem exactly? I'm not following." She admitted, she liked baby showers. She thought they were super cute.

"I have to GO to the baby shower." He clarified and Lucy's face contracted in understanding, he could have simply said he didn't want to go.

"Baby showers are fun, there's lots of food and most mamas don't banish alcohol, it's like a free barbeque." She explained, remembering how completely wasted she got at her last baby shower. The best part was that she wasn't judged, no one judges the only single person at a baby shower for getting drunk.

"Do I look like I enjoy baby barbeques?" He asked and Lucy silenced a giggle. She should not laugh when thinking about a barbeque of babies, it was too much dark humour even for herself.

"You look like you enjoy nothing, Gru." Lucy joked but Tim's confused expression, told her he clearly didn't get the reference. "Skip it then."

"I can't…. I skipped the last 4." He told her, rubbing his temple.

"Who has 5 kids in the 21st century?" Lucy asked shocked, she liked kids but her personal limit was 3 and that depended if the first two went down smoothly.

"Monsters, that's who."

"Can't you say, you are working?" Lucy asked him and Tim simply slipped his phone from the back pocket and showed him the text he had received after the invitation.

3 p.m., don't be late and don't you even think about pulling another excuse like: I'm sick, I'm working, Isabel is sick or my car broke down. I don't buy it. XO Karen.

"You are screwed." She mocked, sipping her mojito loudly.

"You are so perceptive Detective Chen." He answered sarcastically but due to her slight inebriation, it escaped her.

"Thanks." She answered with a big smile, ignoring the eye roll he gave. "you show up, make the huge effort of exchanging pleasantries, wait for the reveal and skip out of there. Super easy."

"You forget that I still have to buy a damn present for a kid that we don't know the sex." He explained, stressed. What exactly was the point of offering something to an unborn child!?

"It's a baby Tim not a teenager, there aren't really that many options. Buy a stuffed toy or a bib." She simplified for him, seriously for someone so talented and successful in his military and low enforcement career, he did lack on some social skills.

"If you haven't noticed my baby knowledge goes to maybe a 6 out of 100." All his baby knowledge came from his baby sister and that wasn't much considering he spent most of her baby years in the Middle East.

"You are hopeless." Lucy told him, making him sit in the long stool and extended her hand to his phone. "Hand it over."

"Boot, what?" He asked but simply handed his phone over to her at her persistence, scooting over to allow her to take the seat to his left.

"There's something called amazon, that has a wide variety of baby items." She explained, opening his amazon account and searching baby toys.

"I do know what Amazon is." He answered her dryly. Just because he could live without technology, didn't mean he didn't know how to use it, which seemed to be what Lucy thought… as well as most millennials.

"Who would have known!? By your panic, I would have betted you weren't aware of the invention." She teased, looking slightly up at him before focusing on her mission.

"I wasn't panicked." He said sternly with his arms crossed over his chest. He just didn't like things to get out of his control.

"Sure." Lucy hummed as she moved through the endless digital rows of baby toys, until she found the cutest one. "Oh, look at this cute turtle." She turned his phone slightly so he could see it better and not lean so much over her shoulder.

"It's nice." He answered flatly and Lucy turned to him, incredulous how did he not find it the cutest thing? He was (nearly) heartless. He ignored her and scrolled down to see the most important factor to any gift: The price. "Chen are you crazy, I'm not giving 50 bucks for a stuffed turtle."

"But it's soo cute and big." She explained, happily.

"It's an unborn baby, that has no clue what to do with a 50-dollar gigantic turtle." He told her in his Officer voice.

"The gifts aren't actually for the baby; they are for the parents." Lucy explained like it was some big conspiracy. "And considering how much you need to make up to your friends for ditching the last 4 baby showers, you need an impressive gift."

"Ok." He conceded, nodding her head at her.

"Great, now when you get there make sure everyone notices the gift and get out at the first opportunity." She planned as she finished his order and handed his phone back to her.

"You speak like it's super easy, but you don't know how much they watch you like a hawk." He told her and Lucy rolled her eyes, she did know: Her family did that to her at every event. Suck it Tim Bradford, that's what you get for mocking me, she thought.

"sucks to be you." She teased, laughing at him and Tim rolled his eyes: If only she knew. He smirked as an idea came to his mind and turned to face Lucy, with his I'm-up-to-something-smile. "No NO NO."

"Yes, yes, yes." He answered with the same level of enthusiasm and irony as her, causing people to look at them.

"No, I'm not going." She got up from the table and walked away from him slowly. "No way in hell, I have plans Saturday."

"Please, Netflix doesn't count like plans." He pointed at her and shrugged at her glare. "So, you are coming with me and serving as diversion."

"No." She answered with a tone of finitude, as she took another step back.

"I helped you with your parents." He remember her, referring to the lunch at her parents on Easter.

"You owned me." She said exasperatedly, how did he manage to sound like he was the one doing everyone a favour, when it was the other way around.

"You are coming and that's final." He warned her in his T.O. voice, Lucy knew that was his way of telling her that this on non-negotiable, but she was still not going down without a little fight.

"Only if I drive all throughout my last month as your Rookie." She bargained firmly, feet solid on the ground and a strong glare.

"Never going to happen, you get the last day and that's because I'm nice." He laughed, no way he was letting a Rookie drive for that long and with their luck, it was the perfect set up for them to die an embarrassing stupid death.

"All month or I'm not going." She affirmed, stepping slightly closer to him to make sure he knew she was serious.

"You don't even like driving that much." He pointed out, seriously what was her thing with driving. Over 8 months and they were still debating this topic.

"I'm making a point." She explained simply.

"A stupid one." He reminded her bitterly and she simply shrugged, it wasn't stupid if it riled him up. It was hilarious.

"It's the one I'm making. One month and I go to the baby shower." She answered, looking away from him so he knew there was no possible counteroffer.

"I…"

"Have fun by yourself Officer Bradford." She sang turning almost away before she heard him sigh, he was really desperate if her was going to agree to it.

"Alright we got a deal." Lucy squealed and turned back towards him, clinking her drink with his bear and downing it in one go.

"Great, text me the details later. I'm getting another Mojito." She told him happily before she headed towards the truck, where Nolan and West were. Seriously, he needed her training to be over or he was never getting his reputation back.

Tim waited for Lucy to come down, for a change Lucy was running late which indicated that Tim's plan to leave Lucy's at 2:30 and arrive at 3pm was now a little ruined. The day Lucy Chen arrives on time to some commitment other than work, Tim would give her a gift (and that was how sure he is that would never happen).

"Sorry, don't kill me!" Lucy begged as she entered the SUV, smiling softly at him.

"It's not worth the jail time, I'm pretty sure you would show up late to your own funeral." He said like it was no big deal, casting a discrete look at her. She was wearing a pink pair of formal trousers and a white blouse tucked in, a huge smile on her face that showed how truly happy she was.

"Ah, ah, funny." Lucy laughed dryly and turned to look him over, noticing his green pullover, that – she would never admit- fitted Tim like a magic glove. "What are you wearing?"

"A sweater." He explained, looking down at his clothes. He was wearing one of his better sweaters, Gant!

"Why is it green?" She asked.

"Do you have any particular trauma against green that I should know about?" Tim asked, he felt more and more lost in their conversations.

"Tim we are going to a baby shower, you should either wear blue or pink." She stated, like she was explaining two plus two to an infant.

"What?" He asked lost for words, who the hell created baby showers? Judas?

"You know blue if you think it's a boy and pink if it's a girl." Lucy explained, gesticulating to different imaginary piles.

"I thought millennials were all about not being heteronormative, thought it applied to unborn babies as well." He joked, remembering all the times he had heard his sister speak about how society dictated through the centuries what we associated with each sex.

"Oh please Mr. equality. It's a pretty understandable and well-known rule." Lucy mocked him ironically, here comes Tim Bradford defender of the weak and oppressed.

"And where is that written?" He asked exasperatedly.

"That's the most universal rule of Baby showers, everyone knows that." She stressed so he would understand. Perhaps if he was more active on social media or in life itself, he would have understood the massive trend that were Baby Showers.

"Clearly not everyone."

"I don't think you crossed into the new century." She answered back quickly.

"Funny, well I'm not going home to change. We don't have time." He stated, no way he was changing.

"Luckily for you, I came prepare." Lucy explained smugly, pulling her bag onto her lap.

"Why do I have the feeling you anticipated this?" He asked, throwing her a sideways look. This sounded too much like an ambush.

"Because you are a grumpy conspiracist." She answered and he frowned as he watched her rummage through her bag, until she pulled out a plastic envelope. "I bought this for you."

"I don't want it." He pushed it away.

"Don't be rude. Open it." She ordered sternly at him and Tim pulled open the package and took out the pink t-shirt. Lucy laughed as she watched his face sink as he unfolded the shirt and saw the picture of the fingers crossed and the #itsagirl written across it. "Isn't it pretty?"

"You got to be fucking kidding me." He muttered under his breath as he inspected the baby pink T-shirt that belonged in the nearest garbage bin.

"You don't like it? I'm also in pink, that way we match." She smiled and pointed at her own pants, like that was justification enough for the ugly thing.

"I'm not wearing this monstrosity. Besides I'm wearing Green, that's basically the same as blue." He informed her, green could represent boys as well.

"Tim you are already blacklisted, you don't want to be the only one that isn't wearing blue or pink? It will only make it worst" Lucy pointed out and he sighed, because she was (again) right.

"You are the literal spawn of the devil." He accused her playfully which caused her to laugh.

"That's really insensitive and mean, especially considering I was looking for the wellbeing of my T.O." she said in a complete fake offended voice.

"My wellbeing my ass." He muttered. "I'm gonna put this one because I both respect and fear Karen but there's no sneaky photos and no comments on Monday."

"You are the boss, after all."

"And you get to drive the shop only for one week." He told her, no way was she getting everything she wanted. Seriously, he needed to stop getting himself in a situation where she could "blackmail" him

"An understandable compromise and totally worth it." Lucy told him, as she used her left hand to cover her mouth, so that he wouldn't openly see her laugh. She turned her head away when Tim pulled his sweater over his head, to avoid drooling over her T.O., because that would be embarrassing, and she did not need the torture he would give her for it. He tossed her the green pullover as he slipped on the pink T-shirt and Lucy couldn't help but giggle. "Beautiful."

"Chen." He warned.

"Really, you should wear pink more often…. brings out your eyes." She tried not to laugh but still a smile slipped through. She wasn't lying honestly; he did look good in pink. "Makes you really hunky."

"I should have failed you on plain clothes day." Lucy smirked as she turned to throw the sweater to the back seat. She laughed as she saw the huge turtle – much bigger than she predicted- sitting at the back with a big bow wrapped around the neck.

"So, this is your definition of wrapping?" She asked with a teasing smile.

"Well if you can figure how to wrap that, I'll let you drive the shop every day." He offered.

"You know I'm not going to bother, because I don't want to drive it every day." She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to look the least bothered possible but failing miserably.

"Sure Chen." He chuckles as he pulled his truck out of park.

Lucy had seen plenty of cute things in her life. She had seen baby seals, puppies and all the monster Inc. movies but she never thought she would live to say that Tim Bradford was cute. Attractive, charming or Hot she would have said any day but seeing Tim hold a giant Turtle was simply super cute.

"Stop looking at me like that." Tim warned her as he allowed her to enter the open backyard door.

"I want the turtle." She told him with a cute pout.

"That's called tasting you own poison." He said with a small smirk but no malice.

"Tim, you came." Tim and Lucy were greeted by a brunette petite woman who was very pregnant – Karen. "I had my doubts for a while."

"I was afraid you would send the mercenaries after me." Tim answered as he kissed the woman cheeks.

"The only thing I can send at this point are emails." She joked, rubbing her belly before turning to look at Lucy. "And who is this?"

"Lucy Chen, ma'am. I'm friends with Tim" Lucy introduced herself, smiling awkwardly from Tim's left.

"Ma'am, honey I'm two years younger than Tim. I'll accept Ma'am after I make 50. It's Karen." Karan smiled kindly at Lucy as she pulled her for kiss.

"Karen and Robert were the only two who kept it in the same age group." Tim explained as they followed Karen further into the party. "High school sweethearts, disgusting."

"I always hope the next time I see Tim again; he is a little less grumpy. Still hasn't worked though." Karen told Lucy in a fake whisper that was loud enough for Tim to hear without much effort.

"That makes 2 of us." Lucy confessed but threw him a cheeky grin, the day Tim becomes less grumpy she would be worried.

"I like her." Karen told Tim and he nodded as to say of course you would. "Ok so you can drop the gift in that pile, I love it by the way, eat, mingle cause after we'll do some games and the big reveal." She said excitedly.

"Can't wait." Tim retorted in fake enthusiasm that earned him a poke from Lucy.

"Don't be rude to the pregnant woman, Tim. That's like the nº1 rule." She told him, defending Karen, who simply laughed at the antics from the two officers as she walked away to talk to other guests. Karen had always been the best judge of character in the group and she had always been very vocal with her opinions of Isabel.

"I don't think your rule book is the same as mine, cause my rule nº1 is always obey your T.O." Tim said as he rubbed his bicep with his hand.

"She sounds like a clever one Tim, maybe you should listen to her." A man told Tim, after he had put down the plush toy in the gift pile, as he offered him a beer.

"Sure, gang up on me. call her the next time any of you need to be bailed up." Tim pointed at the man as he took a sip of his beer and Lucy smile. It was good to see Tim relaxed, considering the rigid persona he played at work.

"Oh, come on, that hasn't happened…" The man said, rummaging through his mind for the exact memory, and Tim interrupted him before he could speak. His memory never failing him.

"Viktor, your bachelor party was only two years ago." Tim remembered him, ignoring Lucy's inquisitive look. She wondered how wild was the party that Tim had to use his badge to get them away from trouble.

"you do know he is only getting more annoying with time." Viktor told Lucy, with a fake roll of his eyes and she laughed.

"I've noticed."

"And you are choosing to stay with him?" Viktor asked in mock surprise. "I've known him for almost 30 years, and it has only got worse."

"He is my T.O., I don't have much of a choice." Lucy admitted, throwing Tim a knowing smile.

"He's your what?" Viktor asked completely confused.

"I'm her Training Officer." Tim clarified, knowing exactly what his old Football college thought they were.

"Oh, I thought you two were…." He said, using two fingers to demonstrate what he meant. "Sorry… I guess."

"Honestly, I'm kind of used to it by now." Lucy admitted with a shrug, the amount of times people thought they were a couple was too big for either of them to bother to deny it, unless they wished to spend the entire day doing it.

"Tim Bradford, how are you?" A man in his 40's approached Tim, carrying a baby girl in his arms. "Glad you could come to one of my kids baby showers."

"Don't be all offended, I still have time to leave." Tim told the man, Lucy deduced was Robert.

"Always the joy of the party. You wouldn't mind holding Sophie for a few minutes would you, I need to get some things from the house."

"Wait…" Tim tried to say but Robert trusted the small 2-year-old into Tim's waiting arms.

"Great, be careful cause she has been a little sick." Robert told them, offering Lucy a small smile before leaving.

"Oh, you are so cute." Lucy said sweetly, tickling the sweet girl in the nose. The little girl giggled and wiggled in Tim's arms.

"Thanks." He answered, playfully as he held the restless little girl tighter in his arms.

"I meant the baby." Lucy explained good humorously, knowing perfectly well Tim knew who she was talking to.

"I have been told I look pretty good holding a baby." He informed her, teasingly. Honestly people had told him that he looked, normally, pretty freaked out.

"Well that's because the baby brings all the appeal." Lucy kind of lied, sure the baby was most of the appeal normally, but Tim had enough appeal of his own. Specially if she analysed how good his biceps looked, holding the little girl.

"I'm going to pretend I believe you." He told her smugly, knowing perfectly well she had been sneaking him the same looks, he had been sneaking her.

"You look so good with a baby Tim." A woman with blond hair commented teasingly as she passed by them, leaning slightly towards them.

"Thank you, Sarah." Tim answered in pretend sweetness, knowing perfectly well that his friends and their wives, by association, loved to get him to hold a baby. Just to spite him, because he had made it pretty clear he planned on having no kids of his own. Or that had been his former plan.

"Now you guys know what to look for." Sarah sing sang, as she continued to walk away from them, like she had simply commented the weather.

"We aren't…" Tim tried to explain but Sarah clearly wasn't paying attention.

"Not worth it, they won't believe you." Lucy interrupted him; cheeks tinted red from the comment. She couldn't deny that when she saw Tim holding children, especially little Enzo at dinner last week, made her wish for kids of her own with him, which was dangerous territory.

"How do we keep getting ourselves into this situation?" Tim asked rhetorically, looking at Lucy who was trying to psychologically cool her face.

"We are masters of deceit." She answered, faking a sky look.

"Me maybe, but you are a terrible liar." He remembered her, even Saint Nolan could fool more people than her.

"I'm going to report you for abuse." She threatened, pointing at him.

"And say what ugh, Princess?" Tim asked teasingly. "He treats me like he treated every other recruit, he's mean." He mocked in his best Lucy Chen impression, that was soo bad both Lucy and Sophie laugh.

"Alright attention everyone." Karen called from her place, next to Robert, by the gift table. "We have prepared our very own original baby shower game."

"It's the 5th kid Karen, it can't be original anymore." Someone shouted, making everyone else laugh slightly.

"Aha, very funny. Now shut up." Robert ordered.

"Thank you honey." Karen thanked her husband sweetly. "Now, our little came is exactly like catch the bouquet, except is catch the baby. Whoever catches the baby is the next on to have one."

"Robert tell your wife none of us want to play that." Kevin shouted, making others laugh but earning himself a slap from his wife.

"It's non-negotiable, everyone in procreating age get ready." He answered firmly. "And someone better catch the damn doll, it's Summers favourite."

"They only had girls?" Lucy asked.

"Yup, come on Boot. Get in there." Tim ordered, pointing to the moving crowd, with a smirk.

"You get in there." Lucy ordered, crossing her arms above her chest in refusal. They were his friends after all.

"I already have a baby." He explained all proudly, showing her Sophie. "Lucky me." He said in fake enthusiasm and pushing her further into the crowd. "Good luck."

"I hate you." She muttered and he simply used Hollys hand to wave at her. Lucy sighed and looked forward, thankfully she was still at the last row and there were at least 12 people in front of her.

"Ok. One, Two, Three." Karen counted down and Lucy couldn't help but think how weird it was to be throwing a baby, ok it was a doll but still it felt weird. She was the lost in her own thoughts that only last minute did she notice the flying doll heading her wait. Her police instincts kicked in and she grabbed the fake baby like it was a real one. "Congratulations Lucy."

"Oh, no." Lucy said panicked and to make it worst she could hear Tim laughter from the distance. "I don't want it." She muttered, the last thing she needed was a baby. "You can have it." She said to the person on her left, who happened to be Kevin.

"I don't want it." Keven said, holding the doll by one foot like it had the plague.

"No refunds. Congratulations you are an adoptive dad now." Lucy answered merrily and took his confusion to slip through the people and reach Tim. "I hate you."

"Congratulations Boot. You have something to tell me?" Tim teased when Lucy offered him an angry look.

"I'm pushing you into the line of fire next time there's a shooting." She warned him, turning herself sideways away from him, what only made Tim smirk even more.

"You aren't a very good villain." He told her, giving her a slight push. Her threatening look looked more like a puppy who got lost than anything else.

"Congratulations, you two." Robert said teasingly as he got to their side and picked up Sophie. "If it's a boy: Robert is a good name."

"We are not…" Lucy tried to explain for once, she was really starting to lose her calm. People needed to accept that they weren't a couple.

"I'll name a kid after you, when I'm dead." Tim told him instead, smugly.

"Boo, Boo." Robert laughed as he stepped away from them and walked to his wife, who was holding a black balloon.

"So, what do you think it is? Boy or girl?" Lucy asked, looking at the couple who prepared himself to make a speech before the big reveal.

"For Robert's sake I hope it's a boy." Tim confessed, knowing how much his friend wanted a boy, especially because he was going insane with 5 girls.

"Had I known that; I would have chosen blue." She admitted and looking around almost everyone was supporting blue, except for Tim and her and two more people.

"Oh please, I like disagreeing with the trend. Besides Rob is soo desperate for a boy that it's fun to annoy him." Tim shrugged like it was no big deal and he hadn't been mad that she had forced a pink t-shirt on him.

"You are a bad friend." Lucy accused.

"Bad friend? Rob used to steal my lunch in 5th grade." Tim explained to her, he had been a scrawny kid when he was that young. and Rob was the big guy who could beat the little kids up. When Tim understood Rob beat him up because his family couldn't afford to buy him lunch, Tim started splitting his with him and ever since they had been friends.

"Oh, was the big bad Tim Bradford bullied?" Lucy teased, standing on her tip toes to pinch his cheeks.

"Shut up." He told her swatting her hands away, trying, but failing, to pay attention to the speech.

"So… what name do you think they have chosen?" Lucy asked after a full minute of silence, she wasn't one for mushy speeches, unless she felt like crying in public.

"How could they have chosen a name if they don't know if it's a boy or a girl." Tim asked surprised, turning his attention back to her.

"They always have names." Lucy rolled her eyes and made a promise to offer Tim a guide to 21st century events for his birthday, he was clueless.

"I have no idea, what's your guess?" He asked then with a shrug. He wasn't one for picking baby names, more to judge them.

"Girl Beverly and Boy Wayne." She gambles, they were names she didn't particularly hate but that she also wouldn't name her own kids with.

"Boot those are some seriously awful names." Tim pointed out, Wayne? Did they live in Gotham city or something?

"Really?" Lucy asked surprised, looking completely away from the couple who was giving their speech to look at Tim. "So, what great names does Tim Bradford has?"

"Girl Julie, Boy Carl." He answered simply, two classic American names.

"You got to be kidding me! Were the kids born in the 50's?" She mocked, she had 3 college friends whose grandfathers were named Carl. "If I had girls, it would either be Iris or Lyra."

"Lyra it's nice but Iris is simply one of those horrible hippy names." He informed her; god forbid he was naming a kid after a constituent of the eye.

"Ahaha. Are you going to tell me you never considered baby names?" She asked interested, turning her full attention towards him.

"Except for Enzo, not really." He admitted, he really hadn't. Why bother, when kids weren't in the cards!?

"If you had to choose two boy names, what would it be?" When Tim began to protest Lucy interrupted laughing. "Quick, no thinking."

"Arthur or Theo." He blurted out quickly, taking a second after all to think about them. Not bad names at all.

"What's with the old names Tim? Arthur? Is the boy a knight or something?" Lucy asked him, trying to whisper. "I always liked Theo, I had a crush on a boy named Theo."

"Oh, really and how did that end?" He asked, imitating a gossiping teenager and holding his hands together excitedly.

"He dumped me to go play Beyblades, 4th grade summer camp problems." Tim laughed at her confession and Lucy had to cough to hide her own laugh.

"Poor you Chen." Tim whispered back, after he regained his composure. "At least let me assure you that Robert and Karen are going to choose the most horrible name ever."

"Oh, come on. it can't be that bad." She laughed, looking at the couple, who was holding the needle excitedly and creating anticipation for the big moment.

"Their daughters are named Summer, Vita, Snow and Sophia." He pointed out shrugging at the mention of the first three names

"Sophia got the lucky card." Lucy admitted, trying to hide a smile.

"It's a boy." Everyone around Tim and Lucy shouted, making them stop their conversation to clap at the happy couple. Finally.

"Oh, they got a name." Lucy sang to him as she watched the happy couple, hush everyone so that they could speak.

"Oh, it's going be amazing then." Tim mocked as he rubbed his hands together, he was sure it was going to be awful. Even Robert's pets' names were awful.

"It's going to be a Donatello." Robert and Karen announced at the same time and Lucy and Tim bended down in laughter, thankfully the other guest clapping muffled the sound.

"Oh god, they named their kid after a ninja turtle?" Tim laughed harder, whipping a tear from his eye and allowing Lucy to hold onto his arm for support.

"Don't make fun of the poor baby." Lucy tried to control her laughter, but she couldn't. They were going to hell, after this.

"Someone might as well prepare him for all the bullying." Tim told her with a mischievous smile and Lucy shook her head.

Honestly, Tim would never be a big fan of baby showers, but he would eventually concede to his wife's wishes and throw one for every one of his three kids. The name part wasn't that difficult for the young couple, coming up to an understanding fairly quickly the first two times, considering that the names had been chosen on that spring afternoon in 2020. But that third girl name, would cause havoc in the Bradford household and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Hey guy, here it is chapter 23! Hope you guys enjoy it, I know it took me a little longer but I loved the idea soo much that I wanted to make the chapter "perfect" and I found myself not being able to stop writing. Did you like it? I love your feedback.

I'll still try to post chapter 24 tomorrow. To let you guys know it is an undercover one 😉. This past week I have been overwhelmed with school assignments, it's like teachers can't stop sending more and more and my big exam is approaching. Besides I have a classmate that is older than all of us and acts like a kindergarten, makes me even more nervous to make matter worst (and I am a pretty calm person). But well writing calms me down so that's what I'll keep doing.

Stay safe, Xo.

P.s.: How good was this weeks episode? I am thinking of including Emmet in a chapter. I am a diehard Chenford fan but he and Lucy had chemistry… no worries though Chenford is endgame!