Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CSINY characters, but Abby is mine!

A/N: I'm really on a roll here with my writing, so here is some more! Hope you enjoy!

Trixie7 – I always thought that Stella was so well adjusted, that her upbringing had to be decent.

Shelbers – I grew up in the church as well. My parents taught Sunday school and I was always doing choir and all that good stuff. The cooties thing used to happen all the time, and still does! 

Soswimmer13 – Thanks for the correction, my proof reading skills are somewhat lacking! My cousin is staying with us, and it's her favourite movie, so she's watching it over and over and over again…

Pippabelle – Total rip off from the movie! It's been playing in my house non-stop since my cousin got here…I could kill my brother for buying the DVD for her while she was here! I hit a bit of a writer's block, so I decided to use it 

Chilli-peppers – thanks! Glad you enjoyed it

Demolished-soul – I loved being in the choir when I was a kid too!

Stargazr – I would pay good money to see Flack handle a baby on the show…I think it would be hilarious!

Rogue Amazon Boo – I am running on Sister Act overload right now…at least we've moved on to Sister Act 2 this evening…

Chapter 9

"Holy moly I'm tired." Abby sighed as she sank onto Flack's couch.

"So you sing?" Flack said, sitting down beside her. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Oh come on, if I had told you I sang in the choir and directed the kid's choir, what would you think?" she raised her eyebrows. "Don't even try, you would have run so fast it's not even funny."

Flack smiled. She was right. He sat up a little straighter. "You know I'm not…well, religious, right? Like I never really did the church thing…"

"Uh huh." She said, her eyes closed. She was greeted with silence. She opened her eyes and looked at Flack. "It's ok you know."

"Doesn't bother you?"

"Well, they're your beliefs Ducky. You are your own person." She smiled and climbed into his lap.

Flack's hands when to her hips as she kissed his neck. "Don't you want your kids into the church thing?"

Abby stopped and sat up to look him in the eye. "We don't have any kids Don." She laughed.

"Well, I know, but, uh…well…." Flack stammered.

"I get what you mean Don." Her eyes dancing. "And I appreciate it. A lot."

Flack smiled and kissed her. "You leave on Tuesday?" he murmured between kisses.

"Mmm hmm. Can you believe it's been three months?" she giggled.

"Isn't there a policy that expires right about now?" he hinted.

"Maybe, we'll see." She teased.

Xxxxxxxxx

"I should be gone for three weeks." She smiled as she kissed Flack. "Unless the baby is late, but she should be making her appearance in the next few days."

"I'm sure Chantal can't wait."

"She's been begging the doctors to induce." Abby chuckled "It's great."

Flack loved the look on her face when she talked about her goddaughter.

"Ok, off you go. Sooner you go, sooner you're back." He smiled.

"Gonna miss me?" she teased.

"Oh, I dunno. This is good bonding time for me and Miss Piggy."

"Watch your allergies. I'll call you, k?"

"See you in three weeks." Flack said. They kissed one last time before she went through security.

Xxxxxxxxxxx Two weeks later

"So she had the baby?" Lindsay asked.

"She did." Flack smiled. "9lbs 11oz. Named her Anna Jean."

"Ouch, that's huge." Lindsay grimaced.

"Ya, Abby was re-thinking the whole birth thing. 30 hours in labor or something like that." Flack said casually.

Suddenly Lindsay clapped her hand over her moth and ran for the bathroom

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

"Wow, are you sure?" Abby asked concerned.

"Two tests, both positive. I can't keep anything down." Lindsay cried.

"Oh Linny. I'm back in 4 days. Can you manage 'till then?" Abby asked.

"I made a doctor's appointment for Friday afternoon. Can you come? Danny is gonna freak out."

"Don't underestimate him Linny. You never know." Abby said softly.

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

"So Monroe is pregnant?" Flack asked once the lights were out and he was settled in Abby's bed.

"Ya. Wild, eh? Danny freaked out initially, but made up for it." She snickered. "He'll be a good dad though."

"You think?"

"Oh ya. He's so immature himself, Lindsay will balance it out, and they'll be awesome. I bet it's a boy. Lindsay is so the type to raise a momma's boy."

Flack chuckled. "Ya, I can see that."

Abby propped herself up on her elbows. "You'd have a girl….definitely a daddy's girl kinda guy."

Flack looked at her in surprise. "Girls are too hard. Trying to keep the boys away…"

"See what I mean!" she laughed and lay back down.

Flack watched her fall asleep. His eyes drifted down to her belly. He slipped a hand under her shirt and ran it over her flat stomach, wondering silently what it would be like if she was pregnant with his child.

'Woah buddy.' He jerked his hand away. 'Only 4 months and you're going on like this!'

He turned away from Abby and closed his eyes.

Xxxxxxxxxx

"How you feeling Linny?" Abby asked.

"So happy to be in my second trimester, I'll tell you that much." Lindsay replied from the kitchen in Danny's apartment.

Abby laughed out loud. Lindsay poked her head out of the kitchen and gave her a death glare. "Wait until it happens to you my dear."

"Oh I know, I can't wait!" she sighed dreamily. Flack spit his coffee out across the table. He was sure some even came out his nose. Danny was doubled over in laughter. Abby and Lindsay rushed to mop up the mess.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to say that out loud." She blushed. Her eyes met Flack's. She quickly looked away. "So, have you felt the baby move yet?"

"Yesterday, for the first time!" Danny beamed.

"Ya, I was in the shower. 18 weeks, can you believe that?" Lindsay laughed.

"You're halfway there!" Abby laughed. "You guys coming to the concert this weekend?"

"Of course!" Lindsay exclaimed. "You'll teach the munchkin to sing, right?"

"Oh please, as soon as it's out, I'm stealing it." Abby scoffed.

Xxxxxxxxxx

"Are you sure you're allowed to be handling those chemicals?" Flack asked Lindsay a couple of weeks later.

Lindsay shot him a look "You think Mac and Danny would let me handle things I'm not supposed to handle? Jeez, it's not even your kid!"

"I know, if it was, you'd be at home with your feet up." He retorted.

Lindsay laughed. "Abby is never going to go for that. Not in a million years. But you're thinking about it then?"

Flack stared blankly.

"Look, its obvious Abby's mind has taken up permanent residence in babyland."

Flack sighed. "I know. I can tell."

"You alright Flack?" Lindsay asked.

"Ya. I've just been thinking. She commented the other day about having kids the same time as her friends. So they can play together and stuff."

"She said this to you?" Lindsay asked eyebrows raised.

"No." he scoffed. "She thinks it freaks me out, which it does, but you know I'd do anything for her right?"

"You tell her that?" Lindsay asked.

Flack fell silent.

"Uh huh. Well, I have to go. Abby and I have a date." She smiled.

"In the middle of the day? Isn't she at work?"

"We needed some girl talk time." Lindsay winked.

"Enjoy." Flack laughed.

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Was chatting with your boyfriend." Lindsay said rushing into the restaurant.

Abby's eyes narrowed. "You didn't tell him did you?"

"Easy there. No, I didn't. You alright?

"Nervous is all." Abby sighed.

"The doc said not to worry too much, right?" Lindsay said worriedly.

"Ya, but the look on her face. I dunno."

"Let's not worry before we have to, ok? You don't think you should tell Don?"

"No!" Abby's head snapped up. "Linny, you can't tell him"

"Abby, you need to tell him. You two are in a relationship, a serious one. You two are even more serious than Danny and I were." Lindsay said seriously. "He's not going to leave you or anything."

Abby sighed.

"You can't think…"

"I don't know. I know that I just turned 23, and I haven't even done half the things I wanted to do, but all I can think about now is having a baby with him. This….situation isn't helping." Abby was getting visibly upset.

"I know, and he knows too Abs. He told me himself."

Abby just looked at her. They ate in silence. Thirty minutes later they were in the hospital waiting room.

"Miss Abigail Everett?" the nurse called. Lindsay and Abby both got up and followed her down the hall.