The next three months went by fairly fast for Lynette and Marinette, soon they were four months along in their pregnancies. Marinette's doctor had confirmed she was actually only a week behind Lynette. While rumours began to spread like wild fire through the school the rest of their group tried to keep things as quiet as possible about Lynette's situation. Marinette wasn't as nervous about confirming that Adrien was the father of her child. Currently it was winter break. Marinette and Lynette were sitting at a café. Marinette had a cup of decaf tea in front of her while Lynette was desperately attempting to pace herself with a cup of hot chocolate.

Marinette looked over to Lynette knowing that their anatomy ultrasounds were coming up soon and asked, "Are you going to find out?"

Lynette shrugged, "I haven't quite decided. It would help with getting clothes for the baby, I'll admit that but I'm really not sure. I'd like it to be a surprise."

Marinette giggled and nodded in agreement, "I'm not sure if I want to know either. Though we know if it's a boy his name is going to be Louis. I like Emma for a girl, but Adrien doesn't."

"Emma sounds English," Lynette pointed out, "What about Emmeline?"

"Adrien was saying Louise for a girl, but I don't know," Marinette replied with a shrug, "Emmeline might work but then you're using Madeleine for a girl, right?"

"I don't know—if I'm honest I still want to use Victoire, after Kim's sister but I'm not sure I can convince him to do that," Lynette admitted.

"Kim has a sister?"

"Had a sister," Lynette corrected, "She passed away when we were eight years old. Kim took it pretty hard."

"Oh wow," Marinette replied, softly, "I can't imagine. She must've been young."

"She was sixteen, so about our age. She was twice Kim's age because their mom had gotten pregnant when she was young. Her boyfriend didn't' stick around so Kim's Dad stepped up and they never told Victoire that Chein was her step-father, far as he was concerned she was his daughter. There was no other way around it. Once we're a bit older Kim's thinking of adopting the baby so he can legally say he is the father without using the term 'step-father'. But that's a ways off still," Lynette revealed.

Marinette smiled and nodded, "Sounds like Kim is just like his Dad then," She concluded.

Lynette nodded as she placed a hand over her stomach, "So glad the morning sickness is over though."

"Lucky you. I still get nauseous every time I smell bread—and I live above my family's bakery," Marinette growled.

Lynette felt her eyes widen while commenting, "that's a dictionary definition of 'torture'."

Marinette nodded, "And then there's the frequent washroom breaks."

"Tell me about it, it's like my bladder got replaced with an orange and it's only going to get worse," Lynette agreed.

Marinette groaned, "And the cravings are torture. I think I've ate more red meat in the last week than I did last year."

Lynette giggled and nodded, "I hear you. This one just wants sugar. Nothing but sugar whether it's from sweets or fruit. Needless to say I tend to avoid bakeries and just indulge in fruit."

Marinette let a small laugh escape her, "but I love designing the baby's clothes. I could do a few for you as well?"

"Sure! Gender neutral though," Lynette replied enthusiastically.

The aspiring fashion designer smiled brightly and gave a nod of her head, I'm going to be focusing a bit more on a specific gender if I find out which one this little one is.

"You know, one thing about using Louis or Louise for the baby depending on its gender, you could refer to the baby as "Baby Lou" even if you don't know if it's a boy or a girl," Lynette suggested.

Marinette shook her head 'no', "no, I think I'm going to see how Adrien feels about Emmeline. I always wanted a little girl that I could call Em or Emmy."

Lynette made an agreeing sound as she sipped her hot chocolate.

"Lynette?"

"Hmm?"

"I know it isn't the same as my situation, but—well on a selfish note—I'm glad I'm not the only one going through this," Marinette confessed.

Lynette gave a small smile and nodded her agreement, "It makes things a little easier being able to share with someone that does actually understand."

Marinette gave a smile in response.

"I have no idea what I'd name a boy, that's kind of up to Kim in a way," Lynette added.

Marinette blinked a little, "really?"

Lynette visibly squirmed under Marinette's gaze, "If I'm honest—I never thought I'd be a mom. Not like this. I thought maybe I'd adopt, but having a baby? I couldn't imagine myself pregnant, but here I am, four months along. Life just throws curve balls, you know? I'm not complaining, don't get me wrong but I have absolutely no idea what to name a little boy. I always thought if I had a son he'd have a name when I became his mom and I wouldn't have to think about it."

Marinette nodded a bit, "I see."

"I also like Celestine, Lucille, Genevieve, and Angelique. I've thought of using either Marinette or Adrien as a middle name, kind of why I don't want to use Madeleine anymore," Lynette revealed.

Marinette's jaw dropped at hearing this however and found herself stuttering, "y-you wa-want to n-na-name your baby after A-a-adrien and me? Why?"

"Aside from Kim the two of you were the ones that have done the most to help me. Not just with the pregnancy but with my prior situation as well," Lynette replied.

Thankfully Lynette's parents had confessed to the abuse they'd put her through, sparing her a trial. Sebastien however they had no clue on, as such the guys in their circle rarely let Lynette out anywhere without one of them, Alix and Alya were just as bad and while Marinette was expecting herself she'd taken to carrying a taser and pepper spray in her purse. Lynette herself carried pepper spray and wished she could legally carry a concealed weapon, fearing pepper spray would not be enough to fend off Sebastien if he attacked her. However she also didn't like the idea of using a taser which could be used against her and risk the baby. The rule was always the same though, neither girl was permitted to leave on their own without a non-pregnant escort.

Marinette was thoughtful for a moment before suggesting, "You know, if you did give her my name as a middle name, I don't think she'd need a long first name. It might be a bit much."

Lynette was pensive for a moment before nodding in acknowledgement as she finished her hot chocolate, "You're probably right."

"We're thinking Louis Adrien Agreste for a boy, but I'm thinking if it's a girl Emmeline Sabine Agreste," Marinette revealed.

Lynette smiled and nodded, "I always liked the name Aimée, maybe Aimée Marinette Montclair would be fitting."

Marinette smiled broadly, "I like that one."

From the other side of the café a dark clothed, hooded figure watched the two women, eyeing their baby bumps and smirking to himself as he sipped steaming liquid from his cup.