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Author's Note: Please keep r&r-ing! This is a continuation of the previous chapter. I hope you all like it. Spoilers for season 8, fyi.

"Hey, babe, what's all this?" John Carter asked as he was setting down his things he brought home with him from the hospital.

"What, it's not like I never cook." his wife Susan replied

With that John shot her a look of yeah-right-but-I'll-let-it go. After he took off his tie and threw it on the sofa in the family room, he went in to the kitchen. Taking his seat across from where Susan normally sat, Carter looked at the special food. Susan hung up her pretty yellow-checkered apron and joined her new husband.

"Notice a theme in the food, babe?" she asked

"Not really, am I supposed to?"

"Well think about it."

John looked around at everything for a few moments and then the light bulb went on behind those glorious eyes.

"We're gonna be parents?!" Carter exclaimed

"I just found out this morning. Isn't this crazy? I wanted babies, but this soon…"

John just laughed. He was going to be a daddy. The idea of Susan and him being a real family and raising a child was one of reality now.

"So it's dinner for three then, my dear?" Carter added, still with a bit of laugh in his voice

Susan just smiled at shook her head. He was going to be such a good dad. He himself was just a big kid trapped in an attending's body. Come to think of it, she knew him when he still WAS a kid; a fresh med student who wanted to be a surgeon. When she came back to the ER, she fell in love with him. He was still the John Carter she had been in love with before, now older, and a bit wiser.

Dinner was eaten with haste, because they had other things on their mind. Once they had eaten, the parents-to-be washed the dishes and put them away in the diner style kitchen. After that, they went into the living room and sat on the couch. Soon they were wrapped in each other's arms overjoyed that they were going to be a family.

"John, do you want a baby girl, or baby boy?"

"Honestly, I want a baby girl. But a baby boy is just a wonderful."

"So if we do have a boy, is he going to be John T. Carter IV?"

"No way, that name is going to stop right now. John as a middle name is nice, though. How about you?"

"I've always loved Arianne as a girls name. I don't want to know what we're having though, babe. Life only has a few surprises and I don't want to spoil this one."

"I know what you mean. You know I love ya, right?"

"Every second of everyday."

John Carter leaned down to his wife's tummy and hummed a lullaby. Susan thought it sounded like the Cradle Song, but she wasn't sure. All she knew was that it was adorable, daddy and baby bonding.

"Hey John, want to do this upstairs? I'm kinda tired. I was a nervous wreak today waiting for the test to come back."

"Sounds even better."

John got up and then helped his bride up off the sofa. Arms around each other, they climbed the flight of steps up to their bedroom, Mommy, Daddy, and baby.