Author's Notes: Hey peeps! Welcome to Chapter 12 of The Bump in the Road! So this chapter is going to take place one week after the last one on a Saturday, and Betty is 23 weeks pregnant. I think in all the Author's Notes, I'm going to be writing how far along Betty is… makes it easier than writing it inside the chapter, and it's pretty clear where it is, I think. So… we all know that Jughead mainly moved him and Betty to Sunnyside Trailer Park so that the Serpents can keep an eye on Betty when he can't. This chapter is mostly going to be Betty and Veronica in the trailer (possibly Archie) talking about stuff, I guess. OH! And, Veronica talks about planning a baby shower…. What do you guys think? Should they do a baby shower? If they were to do one, it would be small, like… inner-circle only. And when I say inner-circle only… I don't mean Ethel. For a number of reasons…. And is Jughead going to come clean about his mom to Betty in this chapter? Who knows! Even I don't know… just kidding, haha. But yeah, I hope you all enjoyed this insanely long Author's Notes, and I hope you enjoy the chapter even more!

BETTY'S POV

Mine and Jughead's new home was really coming together.

The living room was complete, so was the kitchen, and our bedroom; the only incomplete room was our baby's, which was acceptable, but I'd really like to get it done soon.

I don't mean to be that like… what's the Bridezilla equivalent of moving? I don't know. But I don't mean to be that, I just want our baby to have a room! Everyone tells me that I'm six months pregnant, and that I have three more months to plan a bedroom.

Thankfully, Veronica understands.

"Honestly B, I understand what you're saying. When I was ten, and my parents were getting my pomeranian puppy, I kept telling my parents that we needed to have its room prepared! They told me that it wasn't a big deal, but then, when the pomeranian got to our house and it didn't have a room, boy were they sorry," Veronica told me her story.

It was one of Veronica's "damn why are you so rich it annoys me" stories. The king that we all want to hear, but none of us actually want to listen to.

I chuckled and said, "Thanks for the support, V, but I kind of need the support from baby daddy,"

We fell silent for a few moments, me just rubbing my hand over my belly, feeling the baby kick a bit. Honestly, it was my new favorite pastime; just looking down at my swollen belly, and feeling my baby boy kick.

Jughead and I had started talking about baby names again, with very little luck. Neither of us could decide which names would work well for our child as he grew up. I keep insisting on Forsythe Pendleton IIII, but Jughead wants us to give our son a "normal name," although he knows that when I say that we should name our son after him, it's a joke.

Right now, we've narrowed the names down to Max, Liam, Quinn, and Bailey, a unisex name that we both think is cool. We've also thought that Jayden and according to Jughead, Jayce.

Archie thinks that we should name him "Archie Jr.," but when Veronica heard him say this, she said, "But Archiekins! What happens when we have our first boy, we won't be able to name him that," she then put on a fake pouty face, making "Archie Jr." not a viable option in the naming process.

We started to talk about names last night, but both of us decided that we should wait a little longer… like we haven't been doing that already. But whatever.

I laid down on the couch in our new trailer, rubbing my stomach affectionately. Veronica was mostly there just to keep me company, she wasn't really there for any other reason. But… I did have a feeling she was also there to keep an eye on me, since I'd recently heard about how many eyes Penny Peabody really has.

Sometimes I get scared. I get afraid that Penny Peabody is going to find me, while I'm still pregnant, and is going to take me and try and kill me and the baby.

But then I remembered (and realized) that Jughead had purposely chosen a trailer that was very close to the Whyte Wyrm because, just in case, if Penny Peabody were actually to come to the trailer park in search of a very pregnant me, which she undoubtedly would at some point. At least… that's what they're thinking is going to happen.

"Can I feel your belly?" Veronica asked all of a sudden. I looked up, and she looked kind of nervous, putting her book down and taking off her glasses. "It's totally okay if I can't, I don't expect it just wonderi-"

"Of course you can," I smiled at her, getting up to go sitting next to her, although she insisted she come to me. Truthfully, I'd been sitting on my butt for days, and I honestly just needed to be moving around… which is why Veronica and I had made plans to go to the mall in Greendale (like what I had been doing the day that we started the move into the trailer) tomorrow.

Veronica had only felt my belly when I was very early on in my pregnancy, when mine and Jughead's baby boy wasn't moving as much as he is now.

"Go on, V," I encouraged. "I promise, he isn't going to pop out right now, I have quite a bit of time,"

Veronica chuckled, the nervousness gone from her voice. "Okay, okay, I get it,"

Slowly but surely, Veronica placed her hands on my stomach. Her hands stayed still, in place for a few seconds, before one hand began to move around a bit, searching for movement that I definitely felt, but deciding to let Veronica discover it for herself, which was always a much more rewarding feeling than having someone point it out to you… at least in my experience.

Veronica let out a quick gasp as she felt my son kick her hand. "Oh my gosh, B…" she whispered, adding the gentlest bit of pressure to my swollen stomach to feel it better.

After our beautiful moment, Veronica was quick to reach for her phone to call Archie, who so far had never felt the baby kick. He's tried many times. In fact, whenever the baby kicks and Archie's around, everyone calls him to come and feel. According to Archie, baby Jones is just saving up his love for Uncle Archie for when he's born.

"Yes, I felt him kick!" Veronica exclaimed into the phone with a big smile on her face. Then, a smug smirk replaced the smile as she milked the opportunity. "Oh yes, Archiekins. It was an absolutely magical and eye-opening experience!"

I could almost hear Archie's jealousy over the phone as I rubbed my belly some more, even after Veronica's hands had left it.

The baby did kick for me, not not nearly as much as it did for Jughead. My guess is that our son was so used to me, and longed for its daddy, and now that he's got him, he doesn't want to let him go.

Jughead laughs whenever I tell someone my theory.

I got a letter from my dad a few days ago, apologizing for how he reacted when he learned of my pregnancy. He also congratulated me and Jughead (after learning through chatter between the guards that Jughead had woken up), and then wished us have a beautiful life with our baby boy, everyone in the small town of Riverdale knowing full well that my father was going to be in jail for the rest of his miserable life.

Veronica hung up the phone, the smugness still plastered on his face. "Do you know how great it is to gloat about feeling your best friend's baby kick?" we then chuckled, turning on the TV.

A few hours later..

Jughead and Archie came through the front door, Archie still very clearly annoyed that basically everybody's felt the baby kick except him.

"Calm down, Arch, you'll fell him soon enough," Jughead's voice was full of a mixture of slyness, and a bit exasperatedness towards his best friend. "Besides, I'm sure other than me and Betty, you'll be his favorite once he's born,"

"I have no doubt about that," Archie had a big, proud smile on his face as they sat down on the couch that was opposite me and Veronica.

We all chuckled as Jughead took his boots off and threw them by the door, Archie doing the same with his Converse sneakers.

"Well, where were you two today?" Veronica asked, the teasing tone sitting on the horizon of her vocal chords, looking for something to tease the boys about.

Jughead gave Veronica a serious look as he said, "We were out trying to figure out where Fizzle Rocks were coming from… until my dad caught us,"

"What?" I asked, a serious look on my face. "First of all, why were you looking for the home of Fizzle Rocks, and why did your dad catch you, and why does it seem like he was mad?"

"Because he told us to stop looking for them," Jughead was obviously somewhat mad at his father for this. "We were only trying to help, but apparently, we ruined a bust that they were very close to," he rolled his eyes, recounting the events of what had happened today.

I leaned forward as much as my belly would allow and said, "Jug, I'm just glad you're safe. I… I honestly don't know what I would do without you,"

He smirked and said, "Betty Cooper, I promise I will not leave you like I did a few months ago ever again. Do you accept my promise?"

"I accept," I replied with a big smile on my face, my hands folded on my lap.

We spent the rest of the day hanging out with Archie and Veronica, who were supposed to go on a "romantic getaway" to the Lodge lodge up at Shadow Lake. I was sure that it was only Veronica and Archie who called it a romantic getaway.

My suspicions were confirmed when Veronica told me that if my parents were to call, to tell them that Jughead and I were with the two of them, and to make sure to tell them that they weren't alone.

Before they left, Veronica promised both me and Jughead our own romantic getaway to the cabin at Shadow Lake before the baby came.

Two days later…

It was Monday when Archie and Veronica returned. Their first destination was our house, which was odd. According to Veronica, she wanted to see how much I'd grown.

"I promise, V, I didn't grow a noticeable amount within the forty-eight hours you were gone," I told her, exasperated. Them, I added, "Oh, and can you not measure me, please?"

I was becoming noticeably irritable, and Archie and Veronica took it as their token to leave, which they did, making sure to tell us that they were going back up to the Lodge lodge in two weeks time, and to have our bags packed, because we were coming with them.

As Jug and I sat down for our dinner of delivered pizza, we talked about this possible romantic getaway.

"Would you want one?" Jughead asked.

I looked up at him and asked, "Want one what?"

"A romantic getaway before our little prince arrives," Jughead informed me with a smirk that told me that I totally should have known that.

I let out a light laugh and said, "The baby brain's already hitting me…" I then huffed, and looked down at the pepperonis on my pizza, before stuffing another bite in my mouth. "And I'm definitely gonna gain a thousand pounds."

Jughead rolled his eyes and said, "Betty, I know pregnant ladies get self-conscious of their bodies while they're pregnant, but come on. You're beautiful just the way you are, Elizabeth Cooper. I promise you that no matter what happens, I will always love you and our son more than anything else in the world," he declared, making a scout's honor sort of pose.

"Thanks, Juggie," I replied, laughing, taking another bite out of my pizza.

That night, as we were both preparing for bed, I looked up from my book and asked, "Am I the only one who thinks River is a cute name?"

"As much as it's cute, I want to give our kid a normal name," my boyfriend said, slipping an S t-shirt over his torso. "I don't want him to have to go by a nickname like Jughead for his whole life,"

I sat my book down on my lap and said, "Our son isn't going to go by something like Jughead because he's named River."

"You're an enigma, Cooper," was all he said before slipping into bed next to me, and falling asleep almost instantly.

"So are you…" I muttered, before placing my book on my nightstand and switching off the lamp, curling up next to him.

Within the next few moments, we shifted our bodies until Jughead was the big spoon (obviously, I can't be the big spoon with a belly like mine), his hand splayed lovingly on my stomach.

I smiled to myself before closing my eyes, succumbing to the exhaustion I felt.

Author's Notes: Hey peeps! Alright, this chapter was kind of all over the place… I take full responsibility for that, of course. Now, what do we all think about names? I think River is a cute one… Bailey's actually pretty nice as well. Maybe Max or Jordan or Liam. I NEED SUGGESTIONS, PLEASE! Honestly, I can't be trusted with naming this baby alone, I at least need some help. And yes, I do want relatively normal names. I feel like if Jughead had full say in a name for his kid, he would totally name him like… John or something like that, simply so that he wouldn't "have" to go by a nickname like Jughead, which was expressed at the end of this chapter. Now, before I ramble on more than I already have, I'm gonna end this chapter right here with the words, 'Have a good day or night!'