Wow- thanks for the overwhelming amount of reviews and encouragement to continue! I love it when people think I'm cool! So, without further adue, the next installment:

You might recall that we left off somewhere around the revelation that Alex Eames was pregnant…

Chapter 2

Bobby leaned forward with raised eyebrows as people passed them in the hallway. He didn't say anything- the look on his face said it for him.

And the look in her eyes answered back.

"Eames-"

"Not now- let's wrap this up first." She turned to go back to the observation room.

Bobby reached out and grabbed her arm. "You brought it up."

"And now I'm putting it aside until later." She turned again to leave, be he pulled on her arm. "Bobby, let go of me. Later…ok?"

He let go of her arm and watched her disappear into the observation room where Deakins and Carver had been watching the interrogation.

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Alex slammed her apartment door behind her. "I need a drink," she thought aloud. She walked over to the cabinet that held a bottle of her favorite wine. She reached up to open it, but looked down at her belly. "Damnit," she mumbled. Her hands dropped from the cabinet and she placed them on her abdomen…

There was a knock at the door. She looked up, though she knew who it was. Sighing, she crossed the room and opened the door.

"We need to talk," said Bobby who was standing in the door, obviously whipped by the cold.

"Nice to see you too," she replied dully, turning back into her apartment. Bobby followed her in and closed the door.

"When did you find out?" he asked calmly.

She turned to face him. "A few weeks ago, before we got this case… I wasn't sure how to tell you."

He nodded. "Are you going to keep it?"

"I don't know," she said irritable. She began to pace where she stood.

Bobby walked towards her. "You ok?"

"I don't know!" she shouted, breaking down. Bobby pulled her into his embrace.

"Shh…." He said, stroking her hair. "It's ok… You don't have to know yet." He continued to hold her and stroke her head as she sobbed into his chest. After a while he said, "And we're sure it's mine…"

She laughed through her tears. "Don't be stupid, Bobby."

He tightened his hold on her. "Whatever you need to do, Alex. One hundred percent."

She smiled hysterically and pulled out of his grip.

"What do you think, huh?" she asked, looking at her belly. "Cletus the fetus?"

Bobby smirked. "Not likely. Needs to be something smart," he said reaching out to hug her again.

"What, like Leopold?" she asked while rocking back and forth where they stood.

"Nah, too crazy."

"Crazy like a fox."

"Fox is good," he said optimistically.

-------------- Ok, so, here's the deal. I'm having trouble getting out of my rut of them solving a case AND dealing with the fluffiness I put them through, so I need either encouragement to keep the fluff up with no case-file as a subplot, or I need ideas for a new case for them to solve while dealing with this... developement… review and reply, send me an e-mail whatever… thanks!