AN: Once again, I urge you to read BIGGERimagination's 'One Month' if you have no idea what's going on.
If you can guess the two references in here
I'll give you a gold star.


Nick's POV

Sara's going in for her first ultrasound today. She woke up this morning and came down to the kitchen. She looked so adorable standing there with her hair defying gravity, rubbing her stomach and yawning. She walked over to me and hugged me, putting her feet on mine and we danced in the kitchen without saying a word.

It made me think about the times we had before Alena came along. I love my daughter, don't get me wrong. But we used to have so much fun. We'd stay up until four in the morning. We'd take walks in the strip. We'd go on vacations in California. There was that time we went skiing in Colorado.

"The Denali needs more gas," she whispered sensually to me. "And the alternator was acting funny."

I laughed, looking up. "You know it turns me on when you talk cars."

She glared at me, giving me a stink eye, and then dived towards the sink. Once she was done puking, she held her hand over her nose and said "Do you sbell that? Oh, god! Is there any boldy bread adywhere?"

I laughed. "You get pregnant and you're just a nose, Sara." She play punched me on the shoulder.

"I have to go to my ultrasound. Can you pick up Alena from the airport?" she asked, rumpling her hair up.

"I thought Greg and Lily were going to drop the girls off."

"Oh. Okay. Well, then do you want to come with me?" she asked. I lifted my hand to the back of my head and looked around.

"Sure." She came back over and hugged my midsection.

"Are you sure you showered this morning?"

Alena's POV

"Fuck," I said, getting up and pulling a cami on over my bare torso. I was conveniently located in Caleb's bed. He was walking around the room in boxers, packing all of his things in his duffle bag. I pulled a pair of underwear on and then a pair of red skinny jeans.

"Hey," he said, his voice low and sensual.

"Hi," I said, preoccupied with looking for my shirt. "Have you seen my Panic! Tee shirt?" I asked.

He looked around, but then shrugged and said "Nope. Wanna borrow a sweatshirt?" he threw one over to me and I caught it, still sitting on the bed. I pulled it on over my head and looked at it. It had the Dharma logo on the front. This boy could not get anymore perfect. I thought the hair, and the shoes, and the music was enough. But he likes Lost, too? Oh man.

"I should go. I have to go finish packing," I said, nodding my head towards the Queen cabin.

"Isn't it normally the guy that makes excuses?" he asked, walking over and wrapping his arms around my waist, our hips touching.

"You're not just a 'guy', Caleb. You're much more than that," I said, and I pulled away from him, walking out the door. I walked into the Queen cabin and was greeted by three girls, all jumping off their beds and rushing over.

"Holy shit-balls, Alena! You slept with him?!" screamed Molly. "I mean, seriously. You had to. Why else wouldn't you have come back afterwards. I never thought you'd be the first of us to lose it."

"Len. You smell like sex."

"Thanks, Kaylee," I said, pushing through them all to go to my bunk.

"Alena. Seriously. What happened?" asked Lindsay.

I looked at the three of them, their faces all shining brightly and everything, and I couldn't hold it in. I had to tell them. We can't keep secrets. "Well, I left yesterday to go see him at his acoustic class. And when I go there, he looked so fucking adorable. He was teaching some of the younger kids Good Riddance, you know, by Green Day. Which, as you guys know, makes my heart melt."

"Yeah. You made me play it until my fingers bled," said Kaylee sarcastically.

"Well, he came over to me, and gave me a hug, and… well.. you know. Things progressed."

"I hate you," said Molly poutily, sitting back on her bed.

"It wasn't really that great," I lied. "He might have cried halfway through." We all laughed, and then Archie opened the door while knocking.

Let me just make this known. Knocking while you open the door is just as much of an invasion of privacy as plain opening the door.

"We all could have been naked, Archie!" said Lindsay, laughing and glancing towards me.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you all that all of us set for Vegas are leaving in three hours, so say your goodbyes, everyone. And I'd be scared for your sanity if all four of you were naked at Band Camp. That's a little too weird for fourteen and fifteen year olds."

The cabin was quiet for a few seconds. Then all four of us shouted "POWER RANGER!" and then fell into a fit of giggles.

The cabin got quiet again, and I sat on my bed.

Three hours. That's all I had left here. This past month was probably the best month of my life, and for mainly one reason. And that reason could probably come to Vegas twice a month tops.

I hopped off my bed and hastily threw things into my bag. No one in the cabin saw the tears streaming down my face.

Sara's POV

"Well, Mrs. Stokes, your baby is as healthy as can be," said the doctor to me heartily. "You should be giving birth around February 28th. Would you like to know the sex?"

"Not yet. I want to wait until my daughter comes home from camp."

"How sweet. What kind of camp?" she asked.

"Sophisticated Modern Band Camp. It's in Santa Cruz," I replied. I pushed myself up off the paper-coated hospital bed. "Thanks Doctor Bennet. When should I come back in?"

"The receptionist will inform you when you should make your appointment." She opened the door for me. Nick came over and walked with me over to the receptionist in the waiting room.

"Did you find out the gender?" he asked, concernedly.

"I'm waiting until Len gets back," I said, wiping my stomach free of ultrasound gel. I shook off my hand, which was now covered in goopy bluish green stuff.

"Are you ready for this?" Nick asked.

I paused to think of an appropriate response. When I failed to think of anything worthwhile, I just replied with a "Yes."

I looked up at Nick. "Are you?"

"More than anything.