Paul's POV:

"Suze, wake up." I said, shaking her gently. It was the morning of our 3 year anniversery, as well as Suze's 5 year anniversery of being in remission.

"Why?" Suze muttered, curls flying up as she curled deeper into the pillows. "It's Saturday, Paul, or didn't you notice?"

I smirked. "Yes, babe, I noticed. I also noticed how you have nothing to do after 12:30, and seeing as it's 8 now, you only have to be up for a few more hours."

"It's 8?! Dammit!!" Suze jumped up from her burrow of blankets and raced into the bathroom of our place. Coincidently, it was my grandpa's place, until he died about 4 years ago and left it to us. "Why'd you let me sleep so late?" Suze yelled over the sound of the shower.

"You look so damn cute unconscious." I said, grinning.

"But I'm going to be late! I have to meet Adam and Father D at 10!" Suze cried. I just kept grinning.

"How are you feeling this morning, by the way?" I asked. Suze has been sick lately, I just hope it's not a sign that her leukemia's coming back. Even with powerful bone marrow, she's not invincable.

Suze paused for a moment. "Better. The doctor said it's not a return of the cancer."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Did he say what it was?"

Another pause. It was almost as if Suze was afraid to tell me what was wrong.

Suze's POV:

"Did he say what it was?"

Why am I having such trouble telling my husband I'm pregnant?

"Yeah." I said, turning the shower water off and stepping out. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself.

"And?"

I took a deep breath and said, "And I have some pretty big news." I walked to our bedroom and sat down on the bed with Paul.

"Honey, I'm...uh...well, I'm...pregnant." I stuttered, finally getting it out.

Paul's face went from shock to happiness in about a second. "You are?" I nodded.

"That's fantastic!" Paul kissed me deeply and stroked my stomach.

I'm an idiot, I swear...Of course Paul'd be happy! How many times had we talked about starting a family? "I feel like an idiot." I admitted.

"Why?"

"I was afraid to tell you I was pregnant." I said as Paul put his ear against my belly. "I don't know why, just that I was."

"Suze, you don't have to be afraid to tell me anything. Ever." Paul swore.

"I know." I looked down. "Forgive me?"

Paul leaned over and kissed me, gently at first, then fiery and passionate. "I'll take that as a yes." I whispered as we broke apart.

Paul just grinned as we started kissing again.

Later...

"Suze, you're late!" Adam griped as I walked into Father Dom's office in rumpled clothes and messy hair. Paul and I had lost track of time, and I was late for my teacher meeting with Father Dom.

Yes. Teacher meeting. Adam and I both became teachers at the mission. We were about to start student teaching, which is why we had to meet with Father Dom.

"Sorry. I got distracted." I grinned sheepishly. "Good news does that to a marriage."

"Care to share this good news with us, Susannah? Or is it Mrs. Slater?" Father Dom asked, coming into the room.

"It's Mrs. Slater when I start teaching. Until then, Susannah is good, Father D." I said, grinning. "And the good news would be that I'm pregnant."

Adam and Father Dom both congratulated me, then we got down to business.