Disclaimer: as usual, I do not own Alias, this tends to get a bit repetitive.

Chapter 12

Sydney's POV

I looked at Vaughn, "Well?" I asked

He shook his head, "I'm sorry, I just hyperventilated, what did you say?"

"I'm pregnant"

"Look I did it again"

"Vaughn, you're not hyperventilating"

"Oh yes I am"

"No your not, how do you think I feel about this?"

"There is no way that you can be pregnant"

"Well face it I am"

"Nope I'm dreaming" he said putting his fingers in his ears and closed his eyes, "I'm in a pretty pink house with fairies and tea parties and oh look the mad-hatter just arrived. La la la la la, I'm so happy"

I look at him; he's more insane than I am, "Vaughn, Vaughn" I sighed "Don't make me slap you again"

"Wait! There's Alice, and she's saying 'I'm pregnant Vaughn'" His eyes opened, "WHAT?!"

"What?" I asked

"You're pregnant?!"

"Yes"

"OH MY GOD!! YOU'RE PREGNANT!"

"Yes, I'm pregnant"

He looked at me for a moment, "Who's the father?"

"Who do you think?"

"Me?"

"No, it's Sark, who else?" I said trying to push all of his buttons at once. Most likely not the best thing to do. But what can you do?

"You mean, you, you know, with him?" he asked not getting all the correct words out.

"Yeah" mentally I really hate this conversation. The thought of Sark and I making out kind of disturbed me.

"I can't believe this" he sat down on the bed. "Does he know?"

"No, and I'm not planning on telling him"

"God Sydney, I can't believe you"

"Vaughn, it was an accident"

"Then get it aborted"

I couldn't even believe he was suggesting this to me. "You want me to kill my baby?"

"Um, well, possibly"

"You pig, I can't believe that you want to kill your unborn child" I said starting to cry.

"My unborn child?" he asked confused.

I wiped the tears, "Do you really believe that I would sleep with Sark. That is feral"

"You mean I am going to be a dad?" he stood up.

"Well if you don't want me to have an abortion"

"Sydney I would never want you to kill our child. What we made" he smiled at me, "I love you Syd"

"I love you too Vaughn"

"Say my name Bristow"

"I love you Michael"

"I love you Sydney"

We kissed. I put my arms around his neck and he pulled me closer to him. We were then rudely interrupted by the phone ringing. I broke away and Vaughn, I mean Michael. I like saying Michael; it's much nicer than Vaughn. Michael, Michael, yeah it gets easier.

"Really, ok great then. Thank you. Goodbye" I got the end of Michael, see I said it; I got the end of Michael's conversation.

"What was all that about?" I asked.

"Nothing sweetie" he kissed my forehead "So now what did you buy?"

"Lots of stuff"

He sat down on the bed and I went back into the main room where I left my bags and I brought them in and I began showing him the clothes and house things I brought. After I finished showing him all the clothes I brought Michael concluded that I should wear the midnight blue spilt dress I brought out to dinner.

"But I didn't get the matching shoes" I whined.

"I'm sure you have something" he said smiling.

"Well now you mention it, I do have those navy blue shoes I brought in Paris last month"

"I'm, sure they will look perfect. Now go get dressed."

Forty-five minutes later I was ready and Michael was waiting at the door with a long stemmed red rose, wearing a suit. He looked so hot (A/N Hmmmm Michael Vaughn in a suit)

"You look beautiful" he said giving me a kiss.

"No don't look so bad either"

I smiled at him, "C'mon let's go" he said linking my arm with his.

We headed downstairs and got into a waiting limo.

Author's Note: I loved writing this chapter, its so romantic. The idea about Alice and the Mad-Hatter was all Sezza, but I thought it was a bit strange so I used it anyway. So please review everybody. More soon I promise. PLEASE REVIEW!!!