Fay didn't know what to say to Frank. He raised a worried eyebrow, "I did resist her, Fay.. You can't possibly think that I would want to cheat on you.."

She smiled, "No, Frank.. I know you didn't advance on Janet.." She looked away, "I just wonder if I'm being fair.."

Frank smirked, "To whom.. Janet?!"

She nodded, "She almost has a.. a claim on you."

Frank laughed, "A claim.. on me.." He wrapped his arms around her, "No one has a claim on me.." She giggled, and he kissed her gently. As he released her, he whispered, "Except you."

He was still embracing her when she said, "Yes.. But she really seems to need you, really.. I don't know if it's fair that you gave her a child and then just left.."

He said soothingly, "Love, that's what I did to everybody.. Certainly, not all of them got pregnant, but.. I never stuck around."

She nodded, "I suppose.. You were something, weren't you? I mean, for everyone to just tolerate you, waiting for.. their turn."

Frank nibbled her neck, whispering, "I'm still something.. Wouldn't you agree?"

She blushed, "As a matter of fact.. Yes."

Frank took a moment to kneel, and rested his head gently against his wife stomach. He could hear tiny movements within. He whispered, "Hello in there.." Fay smiled lovingly at him, and he gained a playful smirk. He made his voice sound deeper (is that possible?) and said, "This is Daddy Alpha calling Baby Zappa, do you read? Chhhhh.. We're getting static, Zappa.. Chhhh.. Kick if you read!" As Fay chuckled, Frank quickly put his head back on her stomach. After a moment, he looked up at her, "Wife Alpha, Zappa has made contact!"

Fay felt great. She knew right then that Frank could be a great father.. He had already proven himself as a wonderful husband. She said quietly, "Happy Anniversary, Frank."

His eyes lit up with realization. He jumped up, "Hang on, I got you a gift." He hurried upstairs, returning with a box wrapped in green paper.

Fay was speechless, "Oh, you didn't have to, Frank.."

He nodded, "There's only two things I have to do in life: Pay taxes and die." Fay laughed happily. He kissed her cheek, "I know I didn't have to.. I wanted to."

She undid the wrapping as she sat on the couch. She opened the box and pulled out a leather corset, garters, fishnets, and four-inch stilettos. She grinned up at him, "Have something in mind, Dr. Furter?"

Frank grinned back, "I'm getting used to the idea that you should wear this, not I.. I was tempted to.. er.. wear it in for you.. I didn't, I promise, hehe.."

She said sweetly, "These'll have to wait a while, though.. A corset is the last thing I can wear at the moment.."

He nodded, "I know, but I figure that when you have the baby, you'll want to go all out.. What with your figure finally returned to you."

She agreed, "I will. Thanks."

He held up a finger, "We're not done yet. Here." He pulled a small bag from under the couch and handed it to her. She opened it, and inside was eye shadow, lipstick, and a card. She read it aloud:

I'm not wonderful with poetry.. But I think I should try for you..

I sat down and wrote you a poem,

Your own personal theme,

All my friends, I know 'em,

But you and I, We're a team,

I'd like to tell you honey,

You saved me from myself,

And with or without money,

I'm here to keep your health,

I know my past isn't sugar sweet,

But I know that this rings true,

Of all the girls I've had to 'meet',

I swear.. I fell in love with you.

Happy Anniversary, my Fay Wray..

Love, Frankie.

Frank waited expectantly. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes, "You're the sweetest husband ever, Frank.." He hugged her as she said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't get you a gift.."

He put a finger to her lips, "Don't give it another thought.. You're a gift in yourself.."

She said slowly, "Would you mind cuddling up by the fire tonight?"

"Not at all. I had that in mind myself." He sat next to her, put his arm around her, and nestled his head on her shoulder. They lay that way for the night, and Frank dreamed of being a father.