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"I'm not sure WHAT to get for the baby's nursery at my place" Lucas sorted through what seemed to be an endless pile of baby items at the baby 'GAP'.

"Well is it going to be a boy, or a girl?" Olivia asked, looking at color swatches for the walls. Everyone knew that you had to paint the walls BEFORE you could fill the room.

"I don't know. Teresa doesn't want to find out. She wants to be surprised."

"So what are you guys going to do about naming?" Olivia could never understand why someone would want to wait nine months to find out if they were going to have a son or a daughter; it only made planning so much harder than it had to be.

"Well we're picking out uni-gender names, and names for boys and names for girls. Whatever the baby is, I'll be fine, just as long as it's happy."

"You SO want a son" Olivia smiled, playfully whacking her nephew on the shoulder.

"Well I guess it couldn't hurt" Lucas let a smile escape his lips, but only for a second.

"Why don't you paint the room a light yellow? That's a uni-gender color, and it goes good with everything?" Olivia shrugged, holding up four or five different swatches of yellow paint cards.

"I guess so" Lucas shrugged; he knew nothing about decorating-but then, what man did?

"You'll love it. I'll help you, and so will your uncle Elliot"

"Thanks. You guys have been awesome" Lucas smiled and briefly hugged his aunt.

"Which brings me to my next point," Olivia began cautiously, "are you sure you want to have this baby?"

"Teresa is determined to have this baby no matter what. I'm the baby's father; I HAVE to stand by her. Besides, like I said, it's going to be a part of both of us; ALL of us, really. "

"Alright, alright; I was just making sure. I know how teenage boys can be."

"I'm SO not a teenage boy."

"You SO are. If you weren't, you wouldn't have a girlfriend and a baby on the way" Olivia reminded him. The only time she saw young fathers is when they happened to be teenagers.

"Things have changed" He sat down on the tiniest bench he'd ever seen; how was ANYONE supposed to fit in this?! "I'm worried," he began, "I mean Teresa already has the nursery done for her room- shouldn't I have mine done too?"

"Just because she has the nursery done already doesn't mean a thing. She's 18, and has nothing to do with her time right now. Besides, she's the mother, it's something to expect."

"Still, it's just, I'm worried. It would be different if we were getting a puppy, but we're having a baby. Its going to depend on us for over 18 years and everything we do will affect its future."

"Your uncle and I will help you throughout the years; and besides, you'll have Teresa and her family. There's still time to change your mind about this, though"

"She's 5 months pregnant!" Lucas exclaimed, "There is no time for anything but preparing to be a parent."

"Alright; I just want to make sure you're okay with all of this. Don't forget, as your guardian my job is to you."

"I know, Aunt Liv, but I want this baby too. I helped make it, why shouldn't I want it?" He looked over at a newborn bathing set and put it in his basket.

"You know how to give a baby a bath?" Olivia cocked one eyebrow.

"No but I was hoping you did"

Olivia laughed and shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Alright, I think I remember how to."

Lucas smiled and hugged his Aunt; the hug took her by surprise- he rarely ever showed any affection to his auntie and uncle anymore.

"How about I buy us lunch?" Lucas shrugged and took the cart up to the register. Olivia grabbed his shirt.

"Honey you need a lot more than just this for a baby"

Lucas sighed; he never thought babies cost so much! "Alright well what else do we need?"

"Well you need padding for the changing table, you need a changing table, you need bedding for the crib, you need some stuffed animals, you need a baby monitor, you need some clothes, you need some bottles and diapers, you need a little towel for him or her, some booties, some formula…"

"Well Teresa plans on breast feeding, and she's buying clothes so he can just have some packed for when he comes to stay the weekend with me"

"Nope, sorry sweetie; he needs clothes for your house too. What if you spill something on him? He's going to need extra, just in case. And do you lactate? I don't think so. If you need more formula you can't expect the mother to come and feed him for 20 or 30 minutes and then leave again."

Lucas inhaled deeply as his wallet exhaled deeply. "Alright alright, you got me."

"Oh and don't forget a diaper bag. He's going to need that too. Oh and you'll probably need to baby proof the house for when he starts to crawl."

"That's not for months after he's born though!'

"You'd be surprised how fast the time flies. It was just yesterday I was helping your dad change your disgusting diaper."

"Hey, hey lets leave my disgusting diapers out of this" Lucas joked.

"But you were just SO cute!" Olivia joked, pinching his cheeks to add to it.

"I know. We can only hope my kids take after me and not you and Uncle El" He raised his eyebrows, a smug grin on his face.

"Your kids would be blessed if they took after me; not sure about your uncle though. I think they'd be safer taking after Yeti" Olivia teased

"Yeah you might be right." Lucas mumbled quietly; he was enthralled in a baby book, and decided he'd better get it- he had no clue about raising children and wondered how Teresa might feel. After all, she would be the mother, the primary caregiver; the baby would live with her full time and come see him only on the weekends. He thought maybe he oughta' pick one up for her, too, so he threw a second one in the basket.

"So have you guys thought of any names yet for the baby?" Olivia smiled at the book; she'd never seen Lucas so into something in his entire life.

"Well I don't know. Like I said, we don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet, but I think Teresa has some ideas what she wants to name the baby. I think I'm going to let her choose the first and middle; the baby is getting my last name, and besides, she's the one giving birth."

"Yeah, I guess that's a good way to look at it. But don't forget, I'm sure she wants your undivided attention for this baby too. It's a big responsibility."

"I know, don't worry; everything will be okay. We'll have our ups and our downs, just like every other parent, but we'll make it through."

Olivia nodded; she was sure they would. "So do you think you guys will ever get married?"

"I don't know. To be honest, I hope so. I really like Teresa a lot, and it would be the best thing for the baby, I think, but she doesn't think so."

"Do you know why she feels that way?"

"I don't know; maybe it's that fear of commitment thing that Dr. Huang was talking about the other day to you and Uncle El"

"He wasn't talking just to us ya know… he was talking to everyone."

"When are you gunna finally give it up? He was totally talking to you two" Lucas rolled his eyes and paid the cashier for all the baby items he and his aunt had picked up for the nursery.