Hey all. Thank you all so much! Your response was amazing- thank you so much for welcoming this fic so warmly. It's good to feel that I haven't been overstaying my welcome with this story. You cannot know just how grateful I am for all of your compliments. I love you all so much.

Em-958: Hey, hope that you had a great birthday.

texasalias2004: Yeah, what is up with Weiss and Ainsley not engaged yet? Who knows what is going to happen...

"Syd?" Vaughn was by her side in a second. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," she said faintly. She attempted to take a step, but her head was still swimming and she stumbled as a result.

"Right." Vaughn wrapped her arm around Sydney's waist in order to support her. "We're going back to the room."

He didn't let go until they had got back to their room, and he sat her down on the bed. "I'm calling the front desk to see if we can get a doctor up here."

"No!" Sydney was adamant. "No doctor."

"Syd, you almost passed out."

"I know, but I'm fine now. Seriously, the head spins have gone."

"Fine." Vaughn sat down beside her. "But I want you to tell me what's going on."

Sydney hesitated. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is why did you almost faint. Why were you throwing up this morning?"

"I wasn't th…you heard that?"

Vaughn nodded. "And given you getting up early every morning, I'm guessing that it wasn't a one off. If I didn't know any better I'd swear that you were…" He trailed off as Sydney looked into his eyes. "Syd?"

Biting her bottom lip, Sydney looked somewhat sheepish as she gave a quick nod.

Vaughn stared at Sydney for a few seconds. "You're pregnant?"

"I'm not sure," Sydney replied. "I mean, I have a fairly good idea, but I don't know anything for sure…"

"Well, how long have you been feeling that something was up?"

"I've been feeling off for a while, since before school finished."

Vaughn's eyes widened. "And you haven't said anything?"

"It didn't click for ages!" Sydney protested. "At first I thought it was stress of the end of the school year and all that reporting crap I had to go through. Then when school finished and I still felt sick, I just assumed it was a bug or something. It seriously did not occur to me that I might have been pregnant. We weren't planning anything and it was literally the last thing on my mind. Anyway, by that point your family was over and we were both so consumed by them, so I thought I would wait before telling you something was up."

Vaughn was watching her closely, trying to take all of this in.

"I started to feel better, I wasn't getting as sick as often and so I convinced myself I was getting better. It wasn't until your family left, taking all of their distractions and giving me a chance to think that I realized I'm late."

"Why didn't you say something then?" Vaughn asked, picking up her hand.

"I was planning to," Sydney replied truthfully. "But I was going to wait until this weekend was over before I dropped any bombshells." She let out a short laugh. "Some plan that turned out to be."

Vaughn pressed his lips to her forehead. "So you don't know for sure?"

Sydney shook her head.

"Were you planning on finding out before you told me?"

"No," Sydney looked up into his eyes. "There was no way I was doing that on my own." She paused, letting out a sigh. "I just feel so stupid that it took me so long to even entertain the idea."

"Hey, it's ok," Vaughn murmured into her ear. "You're brilliant at so many things, it's about time that you stuffed up on something."

"Thanks." Sydney laughed. "The only question is, now that I've finally caught on, have I caught the right end of the stick?"

"Well," Vaughn stood up and offered his hand to Sydney. "There's only one way to find out."

"Red 9!" The dealer called out and Weiss' face lit up.

"I won!" he exclaimed, turning to Ainsley. "Can you believe it?"

"Well, there's gotta be a first time for everything," she grinned. Weiss just grinned back as he gazed around the casino floor.

"Hey, what do you think happened to Syd and Vaughn?" he asked, craning his neck.

"Oh, I have an idea." Ainsley replied, cheekily. "Five months on and they are still acting like newly weds. Ten bucks they're back in their room."

"Hmm," Weiss pondered exaggeratedly. "The odds are definitely in your favour. I think I'll leave that one alone."

"Using your noggin'- that's what I like to see," Ainsley smiled. "So what next, are we going to continue your roll here, or shall we move on to some, let's say blackjack?"

"I'm thinking we move on, but not blackjack. I always lose." Weiss turned his head from side to side, when something caught his eye. "Hey that looks like fun," he pointed.

Ainsley's gaze followed his finger. "Showgirls on Stage? Yeah, fun for you, you perve! Just you wait until I tell you mother about this."

"While the showgirls do sound very tantalizing, I was pointing to the sign beside it."

"Oh." Ainsley looked over. For a second her eyes narrowed, but a smile broke out on her face. "That does look like fun, but are you sure that you are willing to go all in?"

"Damn right I'm sure." Weiss declared, grabbing Ainsley's hand. "This is going to be so much better than black jack."

"How long?" Vaughn asked, trying to sit still besides Sydney.

"A few minutes." Sydney ran a hand through her hair. "Oh, this is so not how I imagined Vegas."

Vaughn gave a small laugh. "What if I was to wager ten bucks on it being positive? Would that give the whole situation a more Vegas feel?"

"Vaughn!" Sydney slapped him lightly. "But thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Vaughn asked.

"For everything…for not freaking out when I dropped the bombshell."

"Well, it wasn't exactly a horrifying bombshell, was it?"

Sydney paused for a second. "I guess it wasn't." she smiled at him and then suddenly clapped a hand over her mouth. "Weiss and Ainsley!" she gasped. "They are probably wondering where the hell we are."

"I wouldn't worry too much." Vaughn said. "Weiss's losing streak is probably keeping them occupied enough."

Sydney let out a small chuckle. "Could you just imagine their faces if they knew what we were doing at this moment?"

"Their's wouldn't be half as classic as Francie's," Vaughn murmured back, as he leant in close, nuzzling her neck.

But then both of them jumped when the timer they'd set suddenly buzzed.

Will walked into the lounge room and flopped himself down on the couch. Picking up the remote he began flicking through the channels. "This is so pathetic," he groaned. "Saturday night and I am home in front of the TV."

"Makes two of us." Craig said as he walked from the kitchen, two beers in hand. After giving one to Will, he sat beside him. "Where's Olivia?"

"Some family thing." Will replied.

"Oh." Craig looked towards the TV. "What's on?"

"Jack all," Will sighed, taking a long mouthful. "Hey, I thought you had plans tonight."

"None that I know of," Craig replied. "What made you think that?"

"I had lunch with Fran today. She said something about it."

"Oh." Craig raised his bottle to his lips.

Will leaned forward slightly. "So why are you telling Francie that you're busy when you're obviously not?"

"Because I think she might have asked me out the other day."

"So you lie?" Will asked incredulously. "Did you not want to go?"

Craig shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"I didn't want to cause any trouble with you."

"With me?" Will blinked. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well, you and me have got to be pretty good mates since you let me move in here." Craig explained. "I didn't want to stuff that up by going out with your ex-girlfriend."

Will threw his head back as he burst out into a loud and bellowing laughter. "That is one of the most stupid things I've ever heard."

"Why?" Craig shot back defensively. "Most guys don't like to see their friends and their exes together."

"True, but I don't think of Francie as my ex," Will replied. "She's my best friend and that is it. And to be honest, it would make me happy to see my best friend with you rather than some stranger who could turn out to be an axe murderer."

"You would?" Craig sounded unconvinced.

"Yeah. Look, I know technically Francie is an ex-girlfriend, but she's been my friend much longer. Why should I change the way I view her because of four months of our lives?" Will leaned towards Craig. "But the fact we used to date is obviously pretty significant to you. You like Francie, don't you?"

"Yeah," Craig sighed, refusing to look Will in the eyes.

"This is great." Will said.

"Don't get too excited. Who said she liked me?"

"She asked you out, didn't she?" Will pointed out.

"Yeah, but that was only because she had theatre tickets and her mum cancelled on her." He stopped as Will gave him a knowing smile. "What?"

"Eva hates the theatre. Even I know that." Will explained. "There is no way that Francie would have even asked her to go."

Realization dawned on Craig's face. "You mean…"

"Yup." Will laughed. "If only you hadn't been so stupid."

Sydney couldn't bring herself to look. "I'm scared," she said to Vaughn.

"Why?" he asked gently.

"Because, if it's negative I know that deep down I am going to be so disappointed. But then, if it's not, if it's positive…we didn't plan any of this. What if we're not ready for this?"

"Syd, we may not have planned this, but we have talked about it. The topic of kids was never an 'if' between us, it has always been a 'when'. So, if that test turns out to be positive, then perhaps we should just see it as a blessing in disguise. An incredible, wonderful surprise that will change our lives for the better. And if it's negative, then maybe it's a sign telling us that it's time we start to think about starting a family. But," he paused, giving Sydney a smile, "we won't know until we look at that test."

Taking a deep breath, Sydney looked down at the white stick in her hands. Her eyes went back to Vaughn and then returned downwards. She had to check if she had seen correctly.

"It's positive."

Before Vaughn had the chance to react, the door to their room flew open, and an ecstatic looking Weiss and Ainsley burst in.

"Oh, you're here!" Ainsley exclaimed. "We hoped you would be."

"You are never going to guess what happened!" Weiss bellowed, throwing his arm around Ainsley's shoulders. He looked at her before turning back to Sydney and Vaughn. "We just got married!"