A/N: This is just a filler...review/enjoy anyways!
Jules and Wendy decided a few days later to get Leslie off the sofa and took her up to Richmond to go baby shopping as a "girls' day out." Leslie was reluctant to go. She was growing self-conscious as she grew bigger. But Wendy finally managed to convince her, say they'd go out to eat lunch before they went shopping. Alec and Kevin had both been obsessed with Leslie eating healthy, she hadn't had a bar of chocolate or a French fry in ages. The thought of eating a hamburger and fries with a huge chocolate milkshake made Leslie grab for her coat and head for the Cadillac without delay. Alec and Kevin didn't understand being a woman, let alone a pregnant one. If she had to eat another salad for dinner, Leslie would throw a fit and make Kevin and Alec wear the salad bowls on their heads.
And so, the girls went to the capital for a day of shopping, eating like pigs, and having fun: something they hadn't done in a LONG time! Leslie wore a baggy sweatshirt and jeans. Jules decided the first stop wouldn't be baby shopping, but mommy shopping.
"You look like you're trying to hide fat!" Jules exclaimed.
"Hey, I gave her that sweater!" Wendy snapped.
"I AM fat, Jules. I can't believe I even came out in public looking like Porky Pig!" said Leslie, touching her cheeks. At least her face hadn't blown up yet.
"Les, you are NOT fat, you're pregnant!" said Wendy. Leslie rolled her eyes and gave Wendy a look. "Les, being fat it something to hide. Being pregnant is something to be proud of and to show off!"
"Not when it's a fatherless baby, Wendy," said Leslie. Jules groaned.
"Come ON! Just let me by you a more attractive shirt! You look kinda sluggish!"
Jules and Wendy dragged Leslie into a designer maternity store. Jules insisted she'd pay for everything, but Wendy said she wanted to help pay too. In the end, Leslie bought her own clothes. Leslie emerged from the clothing store wearing an emerald-green sweater with an intricate black ivy vine trailing up the sleeves. It looked at LOT better than the ratty blue gym shirt she was wearing earlier.
"Can we go shopping for the baby now?" begged Leslie. "Other than the food, I didn't want this to be about me!"
Wendy nodded, and the trio of women began walking down the plaza strip. "You'll have to think of a name soon, Les!"
"Wendy, I'm not finding out the sex until next week!" Leslie insisted. "I don't want to even think about naming it until after I find out the sex!"
"But I really don't like calling the baby 'it'!" said Jules. "It sounds like what my stepmonster used to call me when I pissed her off!"
"Do you know which you want, Les?" asked Wendy. Leslie thought about it for a minute.
"I guess it depends on who the father ends up being. I really don't mind myself. But I'm sure Alec would much rather prefer a son. I can see Kevin with a girl more often than not," she reasoned.
"But what if it turns out vice-versa? What if Alec gets a girl or Kevin gets a boy?" asked Jules.
"Well, Kevin probably wouldn't care. He'd just be happy to not be alone anymore. But as far as Alec goes, I don't really know. Alec's the kind of man I could always picture with a son. You know, so they could go on car rides on the weekends and he could take his son to work with him on easy days and things. It's hard seeing Alec playing with dolls and dressing up," said Leslie.
"I'll give you that!" said Jules.
"But Les, do YOU have a preference?" asked Wendy.
"I just told you, I'd accept either boy or girl!" said Leslie. They stopped at a baby clothing store and walked inside. They found a small toy section and began browsing while keeping their conversation.
"No, Les. I mean Alec or Kevin as the father. Who'd you rather see as your child's dad?"
"Jesus, Wendy! Don't pry!" said Jules, picking up a pink stuffed rabbit and squeezing it so it made a squeaking noise.
"I….I really don't…I mean…" Leslie stopped and thought. That WAS a good question! Who would she rather know fathered her baby? Logically, Leslie would say Alec first, but then again, why was it so logical to say Alec? Kevin could be just a good a father as Alec. But…Leslie never LOVED Kevin. He was her breakaway from Alec. Honestly, Leslie never wanted to breakaway from Alec, but fate had kind of made things happen the way they did. Oh, Leslie was so confused!
"Les, you look famished! You want that burger and fries now?" asked Wendy. Leslie snapped out of her daze and nodded eagerly. For now, she needed to stop thinking so much and just stuff her face.
"Alec, you want olives?" Kevin called. They were at Alec's apartment alone because Leslie was out with the girls. They were starved, so they opted to order a pizza. Kevin was ordering from the kitchen. Alec was in the bedroom, again fingering the red nightgown.
"Oh, um. No. Just sausage and onions," Alec yelled back. Kevin placed the order and hung up. Alec shoved the lingerie away again and went out to the living room. Kevin held two bottles of beer in his hands. He tossed one at Alec, and they both collapsed onto the couch.
An awkward silence ensued for a long time. Finally Kevin broke the silence.
"You're gonna be a great father," said Kevin. Alec sat up and looked with disbelief at Kevin.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"What?"
"You think it's mine?" asked Alec. Kevin stared down into his beer bottle and watched the liquid slosh around inside for a moment, then he looked up at Alec and nodded.
"Yeah. I do," he said.
"Why don't you think it's yours?" asked Alec.
"Because I want it. And because I want it, that means now I can't have it. Murphy's Law, Alec. Go look it up in the library. Everything that can possibly go wrong with me does. It happens to guys like me. Some people, like you, are used to getting it all, and then there are Murphy's Little Suckers, like me and Kirbo. We work our asses of and get nothing back," Kevin ranted. Alec got red in the face. That was NEVER a good sign.
"Are you suggesting that We Who Get Everything don't WORK at all and just get it all HANDED to us? Because you know, if Murphy's Little Suckers worked a little more than say, oh, writing a column in a local paper, and say, oh I don't know….GET OUT a little more, maybe Murphy's Little Suckers won't suck so bad anymore!"
"Alec, please sympathize with me just for a minute!" Kevin asked.
"Okay, I'll sympathize with the Sucker!" said Alec, sarcastically pouting out his lip and puffing his cheeks.
"I want this child in my life, because I think with the child comes Leslie, don't you think so?" asked Kevin.
Alec wanted to pounce on him for saying that. "You only want to be the father of Leslie's baby because you think Leslie will owe you one after and move in with you or something is that it?"
"Alec, I still love her. Don't think I didn't feel anything between us that night after you cast her off!"
"SHUT UP! I REGRET EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT NIGHT, SO STOP HOLDING IT AGAINST ME!" Alec yelled, tossing her beer at the wall and watching the brown glass bottle shatter. Foam dripped off the walls, leaving a light brown stain in its wake.
"But do you really think the baby's DNA will help Les choose who she wants in the end?" asked Kevin.
Alec went back in time to the kiss he and Leslie shared while feeling around for her kicking baby. The moment was so innocent and tender, Alec almost felt like a virgin again. He had the feeling Leslie felt the same way afterwards.
"No. No I don't think nit should be that way," said Alec. "Les might not want either of us, so what difference would one baby make?"
"Plenty. Alec, it's a well known fact women are naturally built to be mothers. Unless the women is a coke-addict with no sense of self worth….or Jules, she will want what's best for her child, right? So the child needs a father, right? What better father for a kid than the one he shares DNA with, right?" Kevin explained.
"Get real, Kevin. This is the 80's! Times have changed! Women are single mothers and loving it!" said Alec. Kevin sank back into the couch and let the cushion mold to his body form.
"I just wish I knew," said Kevin. "Maybe it's time I settled down."
"I hope you don't mean with Leslie. Because I have the notion after this kid is born, Les is gonna be turned off to the two of us!" said Alec.
Kevin nodded. "Possibly, possibly. After my sister had my nephew, she disowned me for a month then gave me a wedgie for my birthday."
Alec laughed to himself. There was a knock on the door. Pizza was here. Kevin got up to answer the door.
"Alec, can you promise me something? Whoever is the dad, can we both still be buds?"
Alec looked at his feet. "Yeah, sure. No prob. You have my word," Alec promised. Kevin turned to get the door. He should have known by now not to take the word of Alec Newbury.