Am I being too subtle about the plot? lol.

brie – No it hasn't. Miranda just thinks she's sick or coming down with something and Gordo is going with her opinion because its her body. Also, the "symptoms" have only just started to show up over the past few days. They're going to the doctor's because whatever is affecting Miranda (the baby) is not acting like a normal virus or cold would.

A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 2 – Finding Out

As Gordo sat in Dr. Taylor's waiting room, he nervously tapped his foot. Glancing at his watch for the hundredth time, "What the hell is taking so long? Its been almost two hours." He quickly scanned the out of date magazines that littered the coffee table in the waiting room but most of them were either fashion or women's health magazines.

When he had called, Dr. Taylor had told them to come over at eight and she'd see Miranda first thing. It was now almost ten and Gordo was starting to get nervous. "Could there be something wrong? If she was just sick, it wouldn't take two freakin hours to find out."

As the door opened and a nurse walked out, Gordo felt his heart catch in his throat and he sat up straighter. There were a few other people in the waiting room so he wasn't sure if she was here for him.

"Mr. Gordon?" she called out.

Gordo immediately jumped to his feet. "Yes?"

The nurse smiled a little at his reaction, "This way please." She led him through the door and down the hall to Dr. Taylor's office.

Walking into the office, he saw Dr. Taylor sitting behind her desk and Miranda sitting in a chair in front of the desk. Gordo quickly made his way over to Miranda's side, "Rand?"

Miranda looked up at him with a smile. "Its ok Gordo. Sit down," she said motioning to the other chair. Gordo did as she said and then looked back and forth expectantly at both of them.

"Do you want to tell him?" Dr. Taylor asked Miranda.

"Yes." Miranda then turned to Gordo, "You know how I said yesterday, you didn't do anything?"

"Yea," Gordo said nervously.

"That wasn't completely true," she told him as she grinned a little as she watched his face pale.

"I'm sorry Rand. I didn't mean to hurt," Before he could ramble any more, Miranda shut him up with a kiss.

"I'm pregnant," she told him as she pulled back.

Gordo just sat there for a minute, stunned. "Pregnant?" his voice cracked. Miranda nodded at him and tried not to laugh. Gordo's lips slowly drew into a grin. "Wow."

Dr. Taylor smiled and then coughed to get the couple's attention. "My guess is you're about two to three weeks along. We'll get a better idea, after we run a few more tests on your next visit. But this would explain the morning sickness and the pains from over-exerting yourself. I want to see both of you in here sometime next week and congratulations."

Back at home, Gordo was making lunch and Miranda was sitting at the kitchen table, holding her stomach. A large smile on her face, "I can't believe I'm gonna be a mommy."

Gordo watched her for a few minutes with a smile as he made the sandwiches. "What are you going to do about the shop?" Gordo asked her.

"I should be able to work for a few more months"

"If you take it easy," Gordo warned her and Miranda gave him an irritated glare.

"By then Liz will be back. Plus, then Amy and Jen, the girls we just hired to help out in the store, can carry the bulk of the work for the store with Liz's help and I can concentrate on my designs."

Gordo nodded as he finished making two sandwiches and after putting them on the table, sat down in the chair next to her. "When are we gonna tell everyone?"

Miranda shrugged as she took a huge bite out of her sandwich. "We'll call our parents tonight and tell them to meet us at my family for dinner. I'm going out to lunch tomorrow with Liz and Amy, so I tell them then. We'll just have to call Kate and Ethan."

Gordo smiled as he watched Miranda once again touched her stomach. "When will we know what the baby is?"

"A few months, I think," she said after taking another bite of her sandwich. "You care?" she asked softly.

Gordo shook his head no. "Not really. I'd be happy either way."

Miranda smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss. When Gordo laughed against her lips, she pulled back and looked at him. Gordo grinned, "Mustard."

With a smirk, Miranda glared at him. "Dork."

Standing in her parents' living room with her parents, Gordo's, and her sister Gabby all staring at them, Miranda felt incredibly nervous. Gordo reached out, took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Looking over at him, he gave her a smile and she gave him a weak smile in return.

"Miranda?" Mrs. Sanchez asked, knowing something was up.

Miranda had thought up of hundred ways to tell them but she was claming up. "You're gonna be grandparents," she said very softly with a smile.

Mrs. Gordon gasped in surprise and her hand flew to her mouth. Mrs. Sanchez quickly stood up, a few tears starting to fall. "¿Mi bebé va a tener un bebé? My baby is gonna have a baby?"

Miranda, now crying too, nodded. Mrs. Sanchez quickly enveloped her daughter in a tight hug. Mrs. Gordon quickly got up and joined the hug.

Gordo stood off to the side where his father and Mr. Sanchez congratulated him.

Over dinner, Mrs. Gordon and Mrs. Sanchez went over all the things Miranda and Gordo would need and everything they'd give them. The Gordons were going

to give them Gordo's crib and a few other odds and ends and the Sanchez's were going to give them the changing table they had used for the girls. Whenever they found out the sex of the baby, the matching parent's grandparents would give them their old baby clothes.

After dinner and running through the list at least twenty times and telling Gabby she could baby-sit her brand new niece or nephew, an exhausted Miranda sat curled up in Gordo's lap as they sat in the over stuffed armchair in Gordo's office in their house.

Their new home had three large rooms downstairs, not including the kitchen and a downstairs half bathroom. One room was a living room, the other a family room, and the third room, Gordo had claimed as his office. The office had shelves filled with books along three of the walls and along with a desk and chair, and along the fourth wall was a large picture glass window. The office was furnished with a large desk, a small couch, and the over stuffed armchair.

"Anna Elizabeth Gordon," Miranda suddenly said aloud. "If it's a girl."

"How about Sara?" Gordo suggested.

Miranda frowned a little, "How are we gonna narrow it down. There are so many names I like."

Gordo chuckled softly and hugged her a little tighter. "Rand, who says we have to pick a name tonight? We got nine months."

Miranda sighed and rested her head against Gordo's chest. Slowly closing her eyes, she listened to Gordo's heartbeat. As she listened to the rhythmic beating, she started to fall asleep.

Gordo looked down at her with a smile. "Mommy's tired, so daddy is gonna take you two to bed." he whispered to the baby as he carefully stood up and cradled Miranda in his arms. Miranda heard him and a smile crept onto her lips as she fell asleep in his arms as he carried her upstairs to their bedroom.