Ya… sorry about the CHAPTER 4 at the end of the first chapter. I swear, that WAS NOT supposed to happen. Anyway yeah, I don't own outsiders, yadda yadda yadda. So here's the actual 4th chap. Enjoy!

CHAPTER 4

"Hi Soda," Ponyboy said, walking into the house. "Not working today?"

"No sir," Soda said shaking his head, "Why are you home so early? Did Two-Bit drop you off, or something?"

"Yeah, he just left to go…" Ponyboy paused.

"Blond hunting?"

"… Yeah," Pony said, "You know Two-Bit."

"Yup," Soda said, stretching himself out on the couch, "I do."

"Uhhu," Pony muttered, walking into the kitchen.

Reaching into the icebox, Ponyboy grabbed the chocolate cake and got out the chocolate milk.

"So… since you weren't at work today," Ponyboy started, "then what were you doing all day?"

"The usual," Soda answered with a yawn, "sitting around doing squat-all."

"I see," Pony responded, "and when does ol' Steve get back?"

"Should be back right about…" Soda looked at the clock on the wall, "Now."

True enough, Steve waltzed through the door, wearing a frown on his face. Soda saw his lover's expression and frowned himself.

"Steve, what's wrong?" Soda asked, quietly.

"Nothing, really," Steve answered, "It's just… it was friggin boring at the DX without you there."

Soda got up from the couch and walked over to Steve. Soda smiled gently and wrapped him arms around Steve's waist. Steve responded and put his arms around Soda's body, smiling, and kissed his cheek lightly.

"I'll come down to the DX tomorrow, okay?"

"Alright," Steve answered quietly.

Letting go of Soda, Steve looked around and noticed that Ponyboy was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, silently laughing to himself.

"What's so funny?" Steve questioned.

Ponyboy made a funny noise in his throat and laughed. After he was calmed down, he said, "It's just funny seeing my brother and his best friend hugging and whatever all the time. And, I'm just wondering, have you picked a name for the baby?"

"Yeah," Steve said, simply.

"What is it?"

"We're naming him Mickey!" Soda answered excitedly.

"Bet it was Two-Bit's idea, right?"

"Yuppers!"

Just then, the rest of the gang came walking into the house and Two-Bit said, "I heard the name Mickey."

Soda and Steve looked at each other. "We're naming the baby that, remember? You're the one who picked out the name."

"I did, didn't I?" Two-Bit asked, "YAY! You're going with my idea!"

"No, we're going with Pony's idea," Steve said sarcastically, "Of course we're going with you're idea!"

"Wow, no way!" Two-Bit said, excitedly, "Nobody's ever gone with my ideas before! This is exciting!"

"I bet it is…" Steve muttered.

"Anyway, so… how's the soon-to-be Mom?" Two-Bit asked.

"I'm doing great, never been better!" Soda answered with a grin.

"Good, good… and how's the soon-to-be Dad?"

"Awesome," Steve said.

"That's good," Two-Bit said, walking toward the kitchen.

"What's he doing?" Steve whispered to Soda.

"I don't know… probably looking around for a bottle of beer or something," Soda whispered back, "Two-Bit! We don't have any if you were looking for some!"

"Dammit!"

Steve yawned and put his head on Soda's shoulder. "God… I'm so tired. I had to work the gas pumps and fix cars…"

Soda ran his fingers through Steve's coal-black hair. "I like your hair, with no grease in it. It's soft." Soda whispered, continuing to run his fingers though Steve's hair.

"Yeah? I'll keep it like this more often then," Steve said, nuzzling Soda's neck.

"And, about the DX, I can ask Pony and Johnny if they want a job there for a few months. One can work at the cashier and the other can work at the gas pumps. That way, you don't have to be running back and forth between the cars and the pumps. Okay?" Soda asked Steve, who had his eyes closed and was breathing lightly.

"Sounds good… Thank you Soda," Steve whispered and gently kissed Soda's cheek before sleepiness took over his body.