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Warning: This takes place in Season 12, so if you don't know what happens it will ruin everything.

This is my first fic so...

Anyway, I want to thank Eva Cale (Bel Vezer) for her support and help with this fic. And also Kira (elohimdancer319) for her help as well with grammar mistakes. English isn't my main language so I do apologize for any mistakes I might've missed. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! Please review!

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We just got off from a night shift and though I'm supposed to be exhausted after work I can't seem to get my any sleep at all. I'm tossing and turning around in the bed. Luka's back towards me. I turn around and finally say:

"Are you awake?"

"Barely." he mumbles.

"I can't sleep."

"Difficult to sleep when you talk."

Well, he does have a point there but...

"I keep thinking about stuff."

"Just stop thinking about stuff"

Yeah, right... because that's so easy to do. I shift my body to face him and start poking him on the back.

"Don't you wanna know what I'm thinking about?"

Come on, just look at me...

"hmm..."

He sighs and finally turns around.

"uh huh... Yeah."

"I'm thinking about what everyone is gonna say when they find out."

"I think... they'll be happy for you."

"Us."

"mm hmm " he says agreeing.

"But so, I don't think we should tell anybody for... for a couple of weeks."

Yeah, and it will give me some time to get used to the idea as well. After a moment of silence he adds:

"Ah... I might've mentioned something to my father."

"You might've mentioned something to your father?"

He has to be kidding me… Oh my God, someone knows! I mean besides Coburn. I have to look at him now. I turn my head around and lift it from the pillow.

"He is in Croatia, who is he gonna tell? Did you mention something to your mother?"

My mother! Oh my God, I need to tell my mother!

"Oh God no! I need to built up to that one... Like to wait until at least he is in high school."

"He...?"

I did say he, didn't I? Does this mean I want a boy?

"Or She... Except I gotta think I'd be better with a boy because I mother - daughter dynamic just scares the hell out of me."

Let's face it, my relationship with mother isn't the best one. After another moment of silence he adds:

"We are gonna have a baby."

Oh my God, I'm having a baby and with Luka!

"I know!" I say and then add smiling: "It's so crazy..."

He just smiles back at me and laughs. He looks so cute right now. I finally can't take it anymore and sit on the bed.

"Where are you going?" he's looking at me quizzically.

"I can't sleep."

"Well, you should sleep, you need to rest."

"I'm too wired. And I want something to eat."

"Again?"

Hey, don't remind me I'm hungry again, I can't explain it myself...

"Just something little like a poptart"

"No, no more poptarts! I'll get you something" he says while he stretches on the bed. "I'll make you some breakfast, or something… something."

I know he's tired but I can't help it and start bouncing on the bed while I put my best pouting face.

"Ah, I'm coming, I'm coming." he finally says.

I get up from the bed, put on my slippers and start walking to the stairs. He comes right behind me and wraps his arms around me while he softly nibbles my neck.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Waffles would be good."

"Ok, waffles it is."

I'm sitting at the table eating my waffles when Luka, who is walking from the kitchen to the table, asks:

"What's that?"

"A list of things I need to do before the baby comes" I'm writing them down in a pad, that way I don't forget anything.

"Why you got a list?"

"Well, there is a lot of stuff to do. I mean, there are a ton of things to get" As you don't know that! Ok, I'm not going to say it.

"Baby monitor?"

"Yeah, so you can hear the baby when you are not in the same room." Ok, that's gotta be a joke.

"I know what it is. This apartment isn't that big, if that baby is awake you'll know it."

"Maybe it's not for this apartment." Yeah, maybe… Oh God, where are we going to live? Are we going to keep both apartments?

"Well, yours is even smaller. Sorry but it is…" I shrug. Ok, so he didn't get it, or maybe he isn't ready to discuss it yet, or maybe he thinks I'm not ready. "How's your breakfast?"

"Would you like some…"

I interrupt him and say:

"You know thank God that human species has a nine month gestation period, can you imagine if we were rats and I was gonna pump this thing out in like 6 weeks... Isn't that scary?"

"No, but you are scaring me..." he's looking at me not believing what he's hearing.

"Really?" I'm threatening to throw a piece of my waffle at him with my fork while I smile.

"No… Come on, don't you dare..." he raises a hand blocking his face with it.

"Don't I dare... Are you daring me?" I move the fork even farther down.

"Whoa, what is it with you?"

"I don't know... I don't know!" I drop the fork on the plate. Hell, if I only knew! "It's like… like a hormonal surge… I can't sleep, I can't stop eating… I… Maybe I'm nesting? Do you think I'm…" Or maybe I finally lost it, and I'm crazy… "No… I just think I need to get ready."

"You still have plenty of time."

You really think six months is plenty of time? It's already been three months and I'm not sure what happened!

"Yes, I know you say that but it's going to go fast so I think. I don't wanna jinx anything but maybe we should just look at some things. I mean, not to buy but to do some comparison shopping for later"

"You wanna go shopping?"

"I wanna go looking"

"Baby monitors?"

"Yes. Monitors, cribs, car seats… Maybe a little mobile of famous Croatian diplomats."

He looks at me with a what the heck is that supposed to mean face.

"It's a joke." I shake my head. Now I'm not funny, though he is smiling. I go back to finish my waffle. I can still feel his eyes on me.

"What?" I look at him once more and he's still smiling.

"Nothing. Did I say something?"

"No, but you are staring at me, which means you are thinking of something. Come on, say it!"

"I better don't."

"Oh come on, you were talking about getting our communications skills better, now say it." I'm actually intrigued on what he is thinking.

"I just… I've never seen you like this and it's weird." He gets up from his chair and moves closer to me.

"Weird. Like in scary weird? Am I really that scary?" Should I start worrying now?

"Yeah, you acting a little bit odd but it's also kind of… cute. I like what I see." He bends down slowly and plants a small kiss on my lips. "Finished?"

"Yeah." I let him take my plate and he walks to the kitchen. "I'm going to take a shower, and then we can go out."

"Ok, I'll clean the kitchen." I know what he's thinking about when he looks at me with those eyes and I better hurry if I actually want to take a shower.

And I was right not even 5 minutes later I feel his arms around my waist. "You don't mind if I join you, do you?"

"If you hadn't I would've probably thought you had fallen in the kitchen and hit your head with something."

"Am I that predictable?" I can see he's a little bit disappointed.

"Just sometimes…" I'm laughing at him but I have to stop when he kisses me.