Then the waitress arrived with their food and it was an hour after that that Velma figured out Patrick's problem. He was nervous.

"What is it?" asked Velma, before finishing off her chocolate cake.

"Nothing."

"It's not nothing."

Patrick inhaled deeply.

"Wisely is my stepfather's name. My real father is..." started Patrick and they said the last two words at the same time, "Jonathan Jacobi."

"You knew?" asked Patrick.

"I tried to tell you," said Velma, "after I found you at his lair. He had several pictures of you, but you didn't let me."

"So, you don't care?"

"You're not your father. You're a good guy, that's what's important to me," said Velma.

Patrick smiled and they kissed.

Things weren't going so well for Shaggy and Mary Jane. He had been surprised to see her match him for appetite this evening. She wiped her mouth one last time and looked at Shaggy, who was deep into a chocolate sundae.

"You're probably wondering why I asked us to meet."

"I thought maybe we were getting back together."

"We could, but it's up to you."

"Then..." started Shaggy, but she stopped him, "there's something you should know first."

"What?"

"I'm a few months late."

"No, I'm not seeing anyone."

"No, my period's late."

"I don't understand."

"I'm pregnant and you're the father."

"Zoinks...wow," said Shaggy, shocked to say the least. She looked at him and wrote out her contact information.

"You know what, I'll give you space and call me when you've decided."

"Decided what?"

"Whether you want to be a part of our lives because I'm keeping it," said Mary Jane and she walked out.

Velma and Patrick were witness to Mary Jane leaving and Shaggy, covering his face with his hands.

"Oh, no," said Velma and Patrick nodded, "that didn't look good."

Shaggy left barely ten minutes later. She was even more endeared to Patrick when he suggested that they cut their date short.

"Thanks, Patrick," said Velma and kissed him.

"No problem," he replied.

Shaggy had skulked home and slammed the bedroom door before Scooby had a chance to get in. Scooby howled at the door.

"Raggy! Raggy!"

Another door opened to reveal Daphne and Fred in pajamas. Shaggy made no move to open the door until Velma came home and joined them.

"He won't open up," said Daphne.

"Jenkes," said Velma, "Shaggy, I know who you ate dinner with. I saw her leave."

"You did?"

"Yes."

The door opened a little and he pulled Velma in, but Scooby wiggled his way in as well.

"What is it, Shaggy?" asked Velma.

"She's having a baby," said Shaggy, sitting on his bed.

"Ra raby?" asked Scooby.

"That's right, Scoob."

"Is it yours?" asked Velma.

He nodded.

"Oh, Shaggy, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Well, whatever you choose, I'll be here."

"Re, roo."

"Thanks Velma, Scoob."

Velma noticed Scooby with his head against Shaggy's knee.

"We need to get Scooby a girl," said Velma. Shaggy agreed and they both laughed, but Scooby looked at them with interest.

Well, there it is, if you're interested in an epilogue, express that interest in a review. Thanks.