This is after season 3. Lamb never died, obviously. It's AU so I apologize if the characters are out of character.

Chapter Three: Six

Veronica was six months pregnant now. Around her third and fourth month, the morning sickness hit her hard. She was up half the night, throwing up. To make things easier, they moved in together about a week after they told everyone the news. Neither got much sleep during her sickness. Every time she got up, Lamb was right behind her. Sacks had mentioned more than once that he had found Lamb asleep in his office. She had weird cravings at two in the morning and her mood swings made her more dangerous than she already was. Most of the time, her male friends knew when to avoid her at all costs. Her female friends were by her side through it all, mostly when Lamb was at work. When their one year anniversary rolled around (both of them were now boycotting Valentine's Day), they spent the morning getting some supplies for the babies (at the last appointment, they found out they were having triplets-all boys) and the evening eating pizza, ice cream, and watching movies that Lamb let Veronica choose.

Around month five, they moved into a new house. Veronica fell in love with it as soon as she crossed the threshold. She claimed it was the perfect house. It was big, not 09er big, but big. It was three stories with a finished basement. It had a room for an office on the first floor, three rooms on the second, and two rooms on the third, along with an open space that could be used for a playroom. There was a wrap-around porch on the first floor. There was a big backyard that could be used for playing sports, having barbeques, or just hanging out. (When Veronica saw it, she made Lamb promise he'd build a play set for the boys.) The kitchen looked brand new. The living room had enough space for two couches, a flat screen TV, and even a bookcase. Before they moved in, Veronica had all the men in her life paint the entire house. When they finished that, she made them all move the boxes and furniture into the house. When everything was unpacked and set up, Veronica mumbled something about being home.

Veronica groaned and rolled over onto her side to check the clock. It was eight in the morning on a Saturday and one of the little monsters in her stomach was kicking like crazy. She rolled onto her other side to see that Lamb was still asleep. Half his face was buried in the pillow and his arm was thrown over her waist. She sighed. She really didn't want to be up, but there was no way she was getting any more sleep. At least the morning sickness had died down. She'd only been sick twice that week, meaning Lamb was able to sleep for more than three hours. As she laid there, she thought about the past six months and the future. She knew they would get married eventually, even if the kids were thirty. When Keith had asked Lamb about marrying her, he quickly said he would wait until she was ready. He didn't want people to think they were only getting married because she was pregnant.

"Stop it," Lamb muttered, nuzzling her neck.

"Stop what?" She ran a hand over his face and through his hair as his eyes opened. She loved those eyes.

"Thinking."

She rolled her eyes, but scooted closer to him. "Go back to sleep."

"Why are you up?" He pulled himself into a sitting position before stretching his arms. As he did, Veronica watched the muscles in his arms and chest.

"One of the babies was kicking."

He pulled her to his side. "What about now?"

Veronica couldn't take her eyes off her boyfriend's naked chest. "I love you," she said before kissing his chest. He chuckled.

"Love you, too." He kissed her slow and gently, and it quickly grew more heated. Somehow, they slid down so Veronica was on her back. Lamb broke the kiss, and, with a smile, he kissed her stomach. He laid his chin gently against her stomach as he stared at her.

"We never did talk about names," Veronica said, absentmindedly running a hand through his hair.

"Well we have three," Lamb stated. "Including middle names, there are six names. I think we should split it."

"Maybe we should try and agree."

Lamb smiled, kissed her stomach once more, and rubbed a hand over her belly. "Well what name do you like?"

Veronica thought about it while running a hand through his hair. "Tony, maybe?"

Lamb nodded slowly. "Like Anthony?"

"Yeah. Anthony Isaiah?"

"Anthony Isaiah Lamb?" At her nod, he said, "I like it. How about Cameron?"

"I always liked the name Levi."

Lamb looked at her. He tested the name over and over in his head. He finally said, "Cameron Levi doesn't sound good. I'm partial to Levi Cameron, though."

Veronica ran her hand over his cheek. "Me, too, babe." She sighed and joined her hands with Lamb's on her stomach. "We still have to name this little guy." She rubbed the left side of her belly, which Lamb kissed. Finally, he sat up to lean against the headboard.

"Liam," Veronica said at the same time Lamb said, "Tyler." They laughed.

"Okay, which sounds better? Liam Tyler or Tyler Liam?"

They looked at each other. "Liam Tyler," they said together.