Disclaimer: see chapter 1
A/N: Now... for my favorite Zendall scene (aside from yesterday's, which was REALLY smokin' hot, but I'm not including that!)

"Ah… you have GOT to be kidding me" she screamed as she threw the fifth pair of pants across the room. It seemed she was having to buy new clothes every other day. She was completely over her ever expanding waistline. She walked over to her closet and sighed, resting her hands on her hips, cursing her pants under her breath…

"You're upset with your pants."

"If they were just mine, I would be wearing them right now, but I could not get the zipper up, because this baby is onboard, and he's only getting bigger."

"I'm not a doctor, but I think that's supposed to happen."

"Oh, God, you think this is -- you're being funny now? You think this is humorous?"

"It's not unexpected."

"What, this expando me?"

"They make pants in all sizes."

"Oh, stop. No, Zach, this is not my idea of romantic. I did not picture us having a romance with you looking all handsome and cut, making love to a sumo wrestler in a muumuu. Well?"

"Thank you."

"No, I am the sumo wrestler. Me."

"Yeah, but you're a beautiful, gorgeous semi-sumo wrestler who's pregnant. So you're going to gain some weight. It's good for the boy."

"Ok, it's good for the boy, but what about us, Zach? We're just starting out. I mean, don't you think three is a crowd here? I've invited an extra person to –"

"Can I stop you about here?"

"What?"

"Now, you told me that you love me. Is that still cool?"

"Yes, that is still cool."

"Ok, then, nothing else matters to me."

"Yes, but love does not always work. There are no guarantees."

"That's fine. I didn't ask for guarantees."

"You live by the odds. What would Nick the Greek say? He would say you're going to make it in 100-1 or a million to one. What would he say?"

"Shut up."

"What? No, you just can't face it that a baby makes three, and you can't handle that. You can't handle –"

"Shut up! I love you. And he's part of that. I didn't say I love you despite the baby or that I would only love you if you didn't have the baby. I love you as is. I don't want my money back."

"If you think this is going to be easy and simple, you are wrong."

"No, never thought that life with you would be easy or simple."

"You like a challenge."

"I do. But that's not what this is, because I like you and all the stuff that comes with it -- how you can go from happiness to anxious in just a flash. And life with you is not going to be boring, I know that."

She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, wondering if it still mattered to him; if it was still "cool", wondering if he could have a refund on the time they had spent together, have all those months back. She wiped the tears out of her eyes and walked over to the hamper, grabbing the black dress she has been wearing yesterday. She pulled it over her head and looked at herself in the mirror. Seeing her sad eyes reflected back at her only hurt her heart that much more. She knew she was going to have to do something about it. She grabbed her purse and coat and headed out of the day.

TBC…