In C&C, John Sheridan looked out at the stars. It was a wonderful thing to spend some quiet time up here when nobody was around. It was just you and the stars. He never tired of them. He supposed that he had been meant for it. After all, he couldn't see himself doing anything else with his life, other than being out here, in the vast, awesome in-between of space. He looked at the chrono, and realized that if he didn't get back to his quarters soon, Delenn would probably think he wasn't going to show up, and get some dinner without him. Deciding that that possibility wasn't one he wanted to entertain tonight, he headed to his quarters, with one final glance at the stars over his shoulder.

When he got to his quarters, he shoved his identicard into the keylock, and the door swung away, revealing his quarters dimly lit. He stepped inside, and the door closed behind him. As his eyes adjusted to the dimness, he saw that Delenn had set the table for two, with a solitary candle in the middle. He smiled. After all the stress they had been under lately, it was amazing that she had had the time or the energy to put together something like this.

He was interrupted in thought however, when two slender arms grabbed him from behind. Quickly recovering from the start she had given him, he spun around to find her dressed in a new little black dress, this one even more beautiful than the one she had worn on their first 'date'. Smiling his famous smile, he bent down and kissed her passionately.

She sighed as he bent to nuzzle her neck. This is bliss, she thought, as she gently pulled away from him. He protested a little, but she silenced him with a finger that she placed delicately to his mouth. "John, you are already later than I thought you would be, and the food will get cold."

He smiled. Right now he was much more interested in his gorgeous wife, but he knew she was right. "Alright," he acquiesced. They sat down for dinner, and spent awhile talking, not about work, but about anything else. After much coaxing, Delenn had convinced Mr. Garibaldi to lend her his family recipie for spaghetti, and John was enjoying it to the fullest. He had tried to get that recipe several times before, and had never come close to success. Not that it would have made much of a difference with the way John cooked. He had no clue how his wife had managed to get Garibaldi to let it out of his possession, but just then he didn't much care.

After dinner, John helped Delenn with the dishes, and then he decided that now would be a perfect time for...

"A vid?" Delenn asked.

"Yea, it's one I got awhile ago and I haven't watched it yet. It's a 20th century classic. So Mr. Garibaldi says anyway." He grinned at her. She knew as well as he did that Mr. Garibaldi's taste in 20th century entertainment was... eccentric, to say the least.

"Well then. If this is such a classic, perhaps we had better watch it, hm? If only to help me to understand your race better." She gave him a knowing smile. Delenn settled down on the couch, as John put the crystal into the port, then settled down next to her, putting his arm around her shoulder, and he felt her snuggle next to her as the credits began to roll.
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By the end of the movie, John was laughing so hard that tears had come to his eyes. He had to commend Mr. Garibaldi on his taste this time. Monty Python and the Holy Grail was probably one of the funniest things he had ever seen in his life. Delenn didn't seem to find the picture quite as amusing as he did, but she still seemed to enjoy herself. After the movie ended, John pulled Delenn into his lap.

"So, it's not that late yet. What do you want to do?" He asked her.

Delenn smiled down at him, and began to run her fingers over his chest. She loved him so much. She had never dreamed that she could love anyone as much as she loved him, and she had never dared to dream that someone might love her back that much. She realized that she would probably never have a better time to tell her husband their news than now. She leaned down, so that her mouth was right next to his ear, and when she spoke, it tickled him gently.

"John, I went to see Stephen today. We're going to have a baby, love."

Upon hearing that, John jerked back to look at her. He saw the biggest smile on her face. He couldn't believe it. Him? A father? He couldn't comprehend it. He wasn't even sure he had heard her right. "Delenn," he asked, "did you just say that we're going to have a baby?" When she nodded, he felt a smile forming of it's own accord on his lips. He hugged her tight, and then kissed her deeply. He felt like he could drown in that kiss, like he could kiss her forever. Then he realized somewhere in the back of his brain that they needed to breathe. He came up for air, and held Delenn in his arms. She was flustered, and a little out of breath. Smiling anew, he scooped her up, and carried her to the bedroom. She read his intent in his eyes, and a wave of anticipation raced through her.

"Love, you do know that the Commander has assigned you to the early shift tomorrow, don't you?" Delenn protested. But her protests were halfhearted, at best. Smiling, John laid her down on the bed.

"Screw'er."
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A/N- Ok, I'm gonna try to get another chapter or two up tonight, but I've been having some technical problems. Hopefully I'll get this to work!