A/N: Sorry this update took so long, like I said, I've been having a bit of writer's block. I'm trying to find a way to end it pretty quick here, so any ideas are appreciated. I also appreciate the reviews I've been getting for 'Everything to Lose,' and I'm working on an update for that, too. Thanks again!


"Mike! Mike, wake up," Susan whispered in Mike's ear one morning. When he didn't stir, she gently nudged him, but still received no response. Rolling her eyes, Susan resorted to her final tactic, leaning over Mike and softly kissing his neck.

"Ok, you have my attention," Mike finally groaned, his eyes still closed.

"Finally," Susan sighed.

"What is it?" Mike asked, rubbing his face tiredly and glancing at the clock. "Susan, it's only 7:00 in the morning."

"I know, but Mike, I want to go shopping."

"So go. Have fun, I'm going back to sleep now," he muttered, rolling over and closing his eyes again. Susan glared at his back and shoved him.

"No, I want to go shopping for the baby. We need to buy a lot of stuff."

"Oh, well, that's different."

"So you'll go shopping for the baby, but you wouldn't go shopping for me? Nice," Susan muttered, smirking.

"Susan, you shop for hours. However, this involves my son. My son. Wow, those are words that will never get old to me," Mike sighed, grinning. Susan grinned back at him and kissed his cheek.

"You're cute. But really, we should have gone shopping weeks ago."

"That's what I told you, but you wanted to wait until the 6-month sonogram to be sure."

"Just trying to be practical. They said Julie was a boy at first," Susan admitted, making a face, and Mike laughed, then wrapped his arm around her.

"Ok, let's go shopping," Mike said, then glanced at the clock again. "In about two hours. Stores aren't open yet," he chuckled, kissing her forehead.

"Fine," Susan pouted, resting her head on Mike's chest.

"Just go back to sleep."

"Mm, no, can't. I'm going to get a shower," Susan replied, jumping up and heading for the bathroom.

"You're nuts," Mike laughed.

"You know, you can join me if you don't mind my big stomach," Susan suggested, popping her head back in the door and winking at Mike, who grinned.

"It's not that big."

"Have you seen it lately?"

"Yes, but I guess you'll have to show me again," Mike laughed, joining Susan in the bathroom.


"Oh, Mike, look at this, you'll love it," Susan said, pointing to a crib set. They had already bought a crib, changing table, and dresser for the nursery, and were now looking at accessories. Mike smirked when he saw the crib set. It was a darker shade of blue with white stars and little footballs on it.

"I do like that," he said, glancing at Susan. "But do you?"

"It's not bad," Susan replied slowly.

"Meaning no," Mike chuckled. "That's ok, look at this one," he gestured to a different crib set, which had simple stripes of light green and blue.

"Oh, I do like that one, it's more subtle. And it will go well with the blue walls. What do you think?"

"I think we're about to get help on the issue," Mike replied, rolling his eyes and gesturing to the saleslady approaching them. Susan groaned.

"Yay," she deadpanned.

"Hi there," the saleslady said cheerfully. "My name is Joyce. Do you need help with anything?"

"No, thanks, we're fine," Mike answered, placing one of the blue and green crib sets in the cart.

"First time parents?" Joyce asked, a smile still plastered on her face.

"He is, I'm not. I have a 14-year-old," Susan replied, subtlety trying to move past the annoying woman and catch up with Mike, who had already made his way down the aisle.

"Well, if you need anything, just let me know," Joyce finished, still smiling.

"Ok, we will," Susan replied. She hurried down the aisle and finally linked her arm with Mike's, sighing. "I hate it when they ambush you," she muttered, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Yep, that's why I got away," Mike laughed, running his hand up and down her back.

"Yeah, you left me there alone to deal with her. Mean."

"I know, I know. I'm awful. Come on, Mom, lots more to buy," Mike replied, leading her towards another section.

"Coming, Dad."


"SURPRISE!" Susan Mayer jumped when she opened her front door and was greeted with the shout of some of her closest friends. Looking around, Susan saw her living room was decorated with baby blue balloons and crepe paper, and gifts were piled on her kitchen table. A large banner reading 'It's a Boy' hung in the hallway.

"What's going on, guys?" Susan asked, turning to Bree, Lynette, and Gabby, who were in the middle of the group of women.

"It's your baby shower, Susan!" Bree said exasperatedly. "We thought you would've guessed that."

"You didn't think we'd neglect to give you a party, did you?" Lynette asked as Susan moved around the room, hugging all of her friends.

"Julie helped us with the decorating," Gabby said, smiling at Susan's daughter, who went to give her mother a hug.

"That's so sweet. Thank you, guys," Susan replied.

"Hey, Susie!" came a call from behind a couple of women. Susan smiled when her mother approached her. "Congratulations!"

"Thanks, Mom."

"Congratulations, Susan," Edie Britt said, giving Susan an awkward one armed hug, and Susan looked at her suspiciously.

"Edie? What are you doing here?"

"Can't I congratulate my friend on her pregnancy?" Edie asked, rolling her eyes.

"Oh," Susan replied, startled. "Well, thanks, Edie, I appreciate it."

"So where's Mike, anyway?" Edie asked, glancing around.

"Oh, please, Edie, it's a baby shower, no men allowed," Bree answered her, shaking her head.

"Yes, and try to be a little bit more subtle as you crane your neck to find my boyfriend," Susan added, rolling her eyes, and Edie just shrugged.

"I was just curious," she muttered. Susan chuckled and shook her head, walking to the table where food had been set up. Julie joined Susan at the table, putting her arm around her.

"Hey, Mom," she said, grabbing a sandwich.

"Hi, Sweetie," Susan replied. "This party is great."

"Yeah, we've been planning it for weeks. Even Mike helped."

"Really? What did he do?"

"Got you out of the house," Julie chuckled.

"Oh, so that's why he sent me out shopping. He normally doesn't encourage it," Susan mumbled thoughtfully, and Julie laughed, heading over to where Danielle Van De Kamp was sitting.

"So how are you, Susan?" Edie asked, coming over to stand next to Susan.

"I'm great, Edie, and you?"

"I'm good, thanks. And how is Mike?"

"He's fine. He's excited, I think. He acted just like a little kid when we bought a little glove and baseball for the baby. He can't wait to teach his son to play sports," Susan replied, smiling softly.

"So he's not getting nervous, then?"

"No, what do you mean?" Susan asked, frowning.

"Well, it's just…you two have been moving so fast, what with having a baby and moving in together and everything…" Edie commented, trailing off.

"Um, well, the pregnancy wasn't planned, but the moving in thing was the next logical step," Susan replied, growing uneasy. She didn't like where Edie was headed with this conversation.

"I'm not trying to be judgmental," Edie continued, and Susan rolled her eyes skeptically. "But you and Mike weren't even together a few months ago, and now, you're so very together, I guess I would just worry that Mike would begin to feel trapped or something," Edie said. Susan felt herself begin to panic, as much as she wanted to ignore Edie's words. "Oh, don't listen to me," Edie added, patting Susan's back. "Look, there's cake!"

"Susan, come on!" Gabby called. "You get the first piece, and then you need to open gifts!"

"What?" Susan replied, startled, and Edie smirked.

"Come on, honey," Bree said, leading Susan over to the cake as Susan continued to torture herself with the thoughts Edie had planted in her head.


"Hey, Mike?" Susan asked that night after the baby shower as she and Mike sat on the couch, watching TV.

"Yeah?" Mike absentmindedly replied as he kept his gaze on the TV and ran his fingers through her hair.

"Did we move to fast?"

"What?"

"I mean, did all of this happen too quickly? The baby and living together and everything?" Susan asked nervously as she searched Mike's eyes for a reaction.

"Susan, what's wrong?" Mike asked, growing concerned at Susan's behavior.

"It's just…we weren't moving this quickly before, and we didn't plan on having a baby, and-"

"Where is this coming from?"

"Are you nervous? About the baby?"

"Not really," Mike replied. "I mean, sure, I'm a little be nervous about being a father, but that's natural. I'm mostly excited."

"So you don't feel trapped here with me?" Susan asked, looking down.

"Again, where are you getting this?"

"It's just that Edie said-"

"Hold on, Edie said something? That right there should tell you it's not worth getting upset over," Mike interrupted, chuckling.

"It's not funny," Susan protested, glaring. "In all reality, we were only together a few months before we broke up, and it's only been a few months since. I never stopped to think that this might not be right," she added her eyes tearing.

"Hey, look at me," Mike said, lifting Susan's chin so she looked him in the eyes. "I love you. This is right, I promise you that. I can't remember a time when I've been happier." Susan smiled softly and buried her face in Mike's neck. "Besides," Mike continued, kissing the top of Susan's head. "Your worries are coming a little bit too late. The baby is almost here."

"True," Susan replied, blushing. "I just, you know, I've never really had things go my way."

"That's changed," Mike said softly, pulling her closer.

"It has," Susan agreed, laying her head on Mike's chest, and he kissed the top of it again.

"I still can't believe you were worried about something Edie said," Mike muttered, smirking.

"Oh, shut up and watch TV," Susan retorted, grinning and snuggling closer.

TBC...