"Now lay still, this might feel cold."

Dorothea laid back in her doctor's office as the nurse smeared what looked to be a clear kind of jelly on her stomach. Over the last few months it had slowly began to grow out of her small frame. Swann couldn't help but think she looked cute. Sitting beside her, he held onto her hand as the nurse finished. Seconds later she took out what looked like a plastic paddle, and moved it across her stomach. The small screen then flickered on, and a fuzzy blue and black image came on.

The nurse moved the paddle across Dorothea's stomach before pointing to the screen.

"There's your baby…"

This had been the third ultrasound since they discovered Dorothea was pregnant. The last few months had been the happiest for the couple. They had just finished telling everyone, in fact Dorothea couldn't help but blush when a couple of weeks ago, Philip announced to his audience that him and his wife were expecting their first child. Being in the spot light wasn't easy, but Dorothea enjoyed the attention. She loved being pregnant. In fact she felt the happiest she had been since Philip and her got married. This was really happening, in only a couple of months she would be a mother. Part of her felt scared, she really was just a teenager. But another part of her, much like Philip felt excited. Their love seemed stronger then ever and here they were about to be parents.

Philip had been the most excited. In fact Dorothea never saw him like this before.

He was spending more time at home. In fact he cut most of his shows for the year in half. He planned on taking a year off after the baby was born. Always he fussed over Dorothea. Giving her soda water and crackers whenever she had morning sickness. Rubbing her sore feet after a long day. Making love with her, and holding her, rubbing her stomach and talking to their baby. In fact just last month he threw her a huge baby shower. At first Dorothea thought it was too early, but it was a suspire and treated her to a huge nursery they had just finished right across from their room. He was always kissing her, holding her, being worried whenever she got sick. Putting his head against her stomach at night and feeling the baby's tiny little kicks. Dorothea knew this baby meant a lot to him.

A tiny thumping filled the room.

"And that's the heartbeat…"

"Does it look okay?"

The nurse nodded before smiling over at Philip.

"Yes, your baby is growing fine and looks healthy, would you like to know the sex?"

Dorothea and Swann eyed each other before smiling. Swann nodded. After a few seconds, the nurse turned towards them.

"It looks like your having a little boy."

Swann blinked.

"A boy?"

The nurse smiled and nodded.

Swann couldn't help himself, he burst out laughing, tears of joy filled his eyes before he looked down at Dorothea who was just as amazed.

"We're having a boy!"

Leaning down he kissed her before looking at the screen, looking so young and happy then. Laughing again he pointed to the screen.

"We're having a boy!"

Kissing Dorothea again, she felt her heart beat faster. She was so happy that Philip was overjoyed. He wanted his baby more then anything, and now his dreams were coming true.

On their way out of the doctor's office, Philip kept passing nurses and showing them the sonogram photo. Telling them, grinning ear to ear that they were having a son. Dorothea laughed even when they got into the limo, and he began talking a mile a minute to Valentin. Dorothea sat back, laughing as he showed Valentine the photo.

Once home, he picked Dorothea up and told her he would take her shopping this afternoon. He wanted to cover that nursery with blue. Laughing, she held onto her husband, looking him straight in the eye and asking if he was happy.

Kissing her, he told her he felt as though this baby meant something, it was almost like magic.

That night, both laid in bed together. Dorothea was exausted from shopping and laid in Swann's arms. Swann meanwhile was too excited to sleep. He thought of everything he wanted to do with his son once he was born. He himself never had a father…other then Nix. Feeling chills go down in arms in the darkness, he held onto his wife tighter. He couldn't wait to hold his baby in his arms. Spoil him and do everything he always wanted to do with him. Looking down at Dorothea's stomach, he placed his hand over it. God had given them his baby, and he wasn't going to let anything happen to it. He wanted to have tons of children…but this one was going to be special. This was his little boy. Feeling tiny kicks underneath his hand, he smiled. Inside there his son grew. Closing his eyes, he dreamed of when he could finally hold his baby in his arms.

The next day, over breakfast. Swann looked over at Dorothea as she munched on her pancakes. Lately she had been craving the oddest things.

"I think I thought of a name…"

"Yeah?"

"How about Atticus?"

"Atticus?"

"From To Kill A Mockingbird…remember?"

To Kill A Mockingbird had been one of Swann's favorite books. In fact it was one of the first books he ever learned how to read. When Dorothea was fourteen or so, he even read it out loud to her.

"That's beautiful."

"You really like it?"

"Of course I do…Atticus Swann, fits perfect."

Smiling, Swann reached over and took his wife's hand.