"Baby," Sara just managed to get out. "What baby?" Her mind began to whirl as she tried to figure out how he knew.

"Don't lie to me Sara. Murphy saw ya putting the pregnancy test in yer purse the other day and we both saw it listed on the receipt from the drug store."

"Murphy knows?" She turned her head and looked out the window, but the car was already gone. That was one situation she could do nothing about. Still, he hadn't seemed upset when he'd left, in fact he had almost seemed excited to go and talk to Mary. Perhaps this wasn't such a bad thing after all. She turned back to Connor. "How much do you know?"

"I know ya went to a clinic this morning with Mary. I overheard ya on the phone when ya made the appointment," Connor explained before Sara could ask him how he knew that as well. "So there really is a baby."

"Yeah, there is really a baby."

"Why didn't ya say anything before?"

Sara frowned. "Firstly wanted to be sure, and second because it didn't concern you, that's why."

"What?" Connor leaned forward. "Of course it concerns me. Sara this changes everything."

"Connor," Sara grabbed his hand. "You think I don't know that? This is going to affect all of us. I'm a worried about how we're going to make this whole thing work, not to mention more than a little freaked out by this whole thing."

"Is that why ya haven't let me near ya these last couple of days?"

Sara felt her cheeks flush. "Yeah it is, and I think we should keep it that way for a while too."

"Sara we can't let this baby stop us from loving each other."

"I'm not; I'm just saying we should keep our hands to ourselves."

"Not like we'd be risking anything."

"Hello Connor, sex. I think we'd be risking a hell of a lot right now. I don't know about you, but I'm not ready to be a parent."

"I'm not either Sara, but I don't think we have much choice in the matter anymore."

"Sure we do. Hence no sex."

"I get the fact that yer concerned about the baby, but I don't think sex will hurt it. And I've missed being with ya and showing how much I love ya."

Sara leaned across the table and kissed him on the lips. "I've missed you too."

The touch of her lips was something that Connor had been craving for days. He quickly began to deepen the kiss, but felt Sara pull back.

"Wait a second." Sara scrunched up her face. "Us having sex wouldn't hurt the baby. I'm just trying to avoid having a baby."

"Did ya never get the talk?"

"Connor need I remind you that my sex education was, um, of the practical sort. You had to reeducate me as it were."

"Well allow me to reeducate ya in this. Ya can't get pregnant when yer already pregnant Sara."

"Now I'm really confused. What are we talking about?"

Connor gave her a look. "Ya not wanting to have sex cause yer pregnant."

"Cause I'm… you think I'm pregnant!" Sara was incredulous. "Now what gave you that idea?"

Now it was Connor's turn to look confused. "Ya said there was a baby."

"I never said it was mine!" Sara buried her face in her hands. "And Murphy think I'm pregnant too. Great, just great."

"Sara if yer not pregnant than who was the test for?"

Sara looked up. "Think about it Connor. It's not like Murphy is celibate."

Connor felt a combination of relief and horror at this new information. "So yer not pregnant?"

"No."

"But Mary is?"

"Yes."

"Fuck."

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Mary put her seat back and closed her eyes. No way was she going into that diner. Sara could make her apologies and then take her home. She wasn't ready to face Murphy just yet. A few minuets past and the drivers' door opened and shut, followed by the sound of the car engine being started.

"So what did you tell them?"

"I didn't tell them anything."

That wasn't Sara, but she knew that voice. Mary sat up and looked at Murphy. "Where's Sara?"

"Having a talk with Connor." Murphy pulled into traffic, not once looking over at Mary who he knew was fuming.

"She put you up to this. I'm going to kill her."

"No yer not. Ya and I need to have a talk of our own."

Mary glared and crossed her arms. "I'm not talking to you right now."

"Then ya better get comfortable cause I'm not taking ya home until ya do. I want to know what is wrong with ya."

"Suppose we run out of gas, then what?"

"Then we sit and wait." Murphy gave a sigh. This wasn't going to be as easy as he had thought. He was Irish, she was of Irish decent, and they both had the stubborn tempers to prove it too.

"This is only a battle of wills Murph."

"If this is what it takes to get ya talking to me again and letting me know what is wrong then fine. I will outlast ya."

Mary blew out a breath of air and slumped back in her seat. "Fine, you win. It's not something I could keep hidden much longer anyways. Chances are Sara would tell you if I didn't. And even if she didn't tell you it would be pretty obvious in another couple of weeks. Just do me one favor."

"What?"

"Pull over. And don't ask why, just please do it."

Not wanting to argue Murphy did just that. He pulled over to the curb and put the car into park. He turned sideways and reached over placing his hand on Mary's seat. "So what is it?"

"Remember when we were celebrating Sara leaving the saints and you made the drunken comment about me being on my period?"

"Yer still pissed at me for that? Ya have got to be kidding."

"Murphy just let me finish." Murphy closed his mouth and nodded, allowing Mary to continue. "The reason I was so pissed off about that comment was because my period was a week late."

"So what exactly? Yer no longer pissed at me and ya have started yer period?"

"No, it's better than that. At least I hope its better; it really depends on your reaction."

"My reaction to what?"

Mary closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Murphy I'm pregnant."

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Author's Notes: Ta-da! Well, now they know. I can't wait to see Murphy's reaction, but that is for the next chapter. Come on and review, I know you want to.