A/N: Thanks for the feedback, guys, I love it. I am now taking suggestions for baby names, since it's never too early to start. Boy or girl, let me know what you guys think!


"You regret it," Mike said softly, watching Susan as they lay in her bed together. She had been staring at the ceiling silently for the past 15 minutes. Susan sighed and turned to Mike, running her fingers over his jaw line and kissing him softly.

"I don't," she said firmly. "I'm just thinking. I knew if we talked, if I let you explain things to me, you'd find a way to work yourself back into my heart," she sighed, smiling, though there was conflict in her eyes.

"And that scares you?" Mike asked, kissing her jaw.

"Considering the damage you could do, yes, it does scare me, a lot. And it isn't just me anymore. We're having a baby, Mike."

"I know. I promise you I won't hurt you again," he replied, and watched as she sighed again. "And if it's any consolation, you'll always have my heart," he finished sincerely.

"Aww," Susan cooed. "You're sweet." Mike chuckled and pulled her to him again, kissing her passionately. "Mm, and charming…handsome…sexy…" she continued between kisses.

"Stop, you're making me blush," Mike joked, kissing her neck and shoulders. Susan was about to pull him on top of her when she heard the door open downstairs.

"Mom! I'm home!" Julie called. "How was the doctor's appointment?" Susan groaned, and Mike buried his face in her neck.

"I guess our alone time is over," he murmured, holding her close.

"Unfortunately," she agreed, sitting up and starting to pull on her clothes. "I'd better go down there and explain things to her," she said.

"Ok," Mike replied, kissing her quickly and turning to get dressed.

"Mom, are you home?" Julie called again.

"Coming!" Susan said, giving one last longing look at Mike, who winked at her. She grinned and headed downstairs, a bounce in her step.

"Wow, you're happy," Julie observed, smiling. "Everything go well at the doctor's?"

"Everything was fine," Susan replied, smiling also.

"And you and Mike didn't kill each other?"

"No, and speaking of Mike," Susan began, but stopped when she heard Mike coming down the stairs. Julie's jaw dropped when she saw him.

"You most definitely didn't kill him," she joked, grinning devilishly.

"No," Susan murmured, her face turning red. Mike turned red as well.

"Um, hi, Julie," he muttered, looking down.

"Hi, Mike!" Julie squealed, winking at her mother. Mike turned a darker shade of red, as did Susan. "Oh, you two are like kids, it's fine, really! I'm just glad you worked things out."

"You're sure?" Susan asked, glancing at Mike, who was smiling sheepishly.

"I'm sure. I'll be upstairs, ok?"

"Fine. Chinese good for dinner?"

"Perfect." Julie went upstairs to her room, and Mike approached Susan, putting his arm around her. She glared at him and playfully hit him in the chest.

"You could've given me a couple of minutes to explain things to her," she laughed as she headed into the kitchen. "How long did you wait, about 30 seconds?"

"No, more like a minute!" Mike replied, following her, laughing as well.


Later on that day, Mike had to get ready for an appointment, and Susan had her weekly poker game with the girls. Susan walked Mike out to his car, teasing him the whole way.

"I still can't believe you're going to drive across the street to your house," she laughed. "Why don't you just leave the car here and grab your stuff, then come get it?"

"Because I'm lazy," Mike deadpanned. "It's just easier this way." He squeezed her hand and climbed into the car. When he went to wave to her, he saw her frowning. "What is it?" he asked, rolling down his window.

"You forgot something," Susan replied, smiling.

"What?"

"Kiss." Mike rolled his eyes and grinned sheepishly, then leaned out the window to kiss Susan goodbye. When he pulled away he winked at her, backed down the driveway, and drove the 30 feet to his own driveway. As he was headed into his house to grab his tools, he heard Susan call to him.

"Yes?" he laughed as he shouted back to her.

"Will I see you later?" Susan called from her porch.

"You'll see me later," he replied, then went inside. Across the street, Susan grinned happily, then went into her kitchen to grab her bag before heading to Bree's house. She didn't even need to knock on Bree's door before it was opened and she was hauled inside by three pairs of arms. Confused, she looked at her three friends, all of them grinning.

"What's going on, guys?" Susan asked as she headed into the kitchen.

"Oh, don't be coy, Susan," Bree said, sitting opposite her. "We saw that little interaction with Mike a few minutes ago."

"You were watching us?" Susan asked, shocked.

"Yes, and we couldn't help but notice that Mike's car was in your driveway for an awfully long time," Gabby continued for Bree, nudging Susan.

"Come on, Suse, dish," Lynette said. Susan then realized she had neglected to tell her three best friends that she was pregnant. She looked at them and smiled.

"Well, there's something I need to tell you," she said carefully.

"What is it? Don't leave us hanging," Bree said, leaning closer.

"I'm pregnant." Bree, Lynette, and Gabby all sat there silently for a few moments, then at the exact same time all started shouting.

"You're what!" Bree exclaimed.

"Oh my God! That's great!" Lynette said.

"Is Mike the father?" Gabby asked, grinning. Susan rolled her eyes.

"No, Gabby, the postman is," she deadpanned. "I just told Mike he was the father for fun. Of course he's the father."

"Well, when did this happen?" Bree asked, confused.

"About 4 weeks ago, just before we broke up," Susan explained.

"And so you got back together with Mike!" Bree squealed, understanding. Susan smiled.

"Yeah, I did. I wasn't going to, but I finally let him explain things, one thing led to another, and, well…" she trailed off, looking down at the table, embarrassed.

"Ah, I get it," Lynette said, winking. "This calls for a celebration! Bree, break out the wine!" Susan looked at her friend incredulously, and Lynette turned red. "Oops, I forgot. Ok, not the wine, break out the juice!" Bree laughed and poured cranberry juice into four wine glasses, the poker game forgotten. The four girls just sat around the table, discussing Susan's baby. Susan was thrilled with her friends' reactions, and was finally beginning to be excited about having another baby.


"They tried to give you wine?" Mike asked as he stood at the stove, cooking dinner while Susan sat at the table.

"No, Lynette just got excited and forgot, I guess," Susan replied, sipping her water. "I'll tell you one thing, though," she continued, making a face. "I wish I could have some wine…or coffee." Mike chuckled.

"Well, you can't," he said, draining the pasta.

"Mean."

"I know, I'm horrible. I feel bad that this kid is going to have me for a father," he joked, smirking. Susan laughed along with him for a moment, then looked at him seriously.

"You're going to make a great dad, Mike," she said softly.

"Thanks," he replied, kissing her softly.

"Is dinner done yet?" Susan asked as Mike started kissing her neck.

"In a minute," he murmured. Susan sighed as he showered attention upon her throat, lips, and earlobes, but her stomach was growling loudly.

"Mike," she whispered breathily. "Baby, I'm hungry." Mike abruptly stopped kissing her and made a face.

"I should be offended," he muttered as he got up and went to fill Susan's plate with spaghetti.

"No, honey, don't be offended. Trust me, that is something you should never doubt your ability in. But this is how pregnant women are…they get hungry. You should be nice and feed the mother of your child," Susan explained, grinning.

"Yeah, yeah," Mike chuckled, handing her food, which she immediately began to devour. "And that is definitely killing the mood anyway." Susan glared at him, swallowed, then smiled devilishly.

"Be a good boy and eat your dinner, and then you'll get dessert," she said, winking. Mike blushed and rolled his eyes, then grinned back at her.

"Suddenly I'm very hungry," he said, picking up his fork and laughing.

TBC...


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