After they had watched a few episodes, Topanga looked over at Cory. He was fast asleep, his cheeks still flushed. "Oh baby…" she muttered. She stood up, trying not to wake him up. He stirred.

"'Panga?"

"Hey honey," she said. "I'm just going to go pick up the kids. You seem a lot better." Cory coughed and held his head.

"M'kay… I don't feel much better though."

"Why don't you go lay down in our room?" she replied. Cory nodded, pulling the blanket around himself and starting towards their bedroom. Halfway there, he dropped the blanket and slapped his hand over his mouth, running to the bathroom. Topanga followed him with a worried expression.

"Okay, maybe I shouldn't get the kids now," she said as he gripped the toilet bowl with sweaty hands. "But I do need to go get groceries."

Cory sat up and wiped his mouth. "Okay. I'll be here, sleeping."

Topanga stood up and went into the kitchen to grab her grocery list and her purse. When she got to the store, she looked at her list. The first item was… chile peppers? She gulped, the thought of chile peppers making her nauseous. She was more in the mood for pickles and vanilla ice cream.

When she had found the pickles and ice cream, she hurried to the registers, forgetting all about her list. The cashier was a woman around the same age as Topanga, who smiled knowingly as she rung her up. "Congratulations!" she said as Topanga walked away.

Topanga stopped, staring down at her stomach. Could she be pregnant? She had felt a little chubby lately. Anxiously, she walked back into the store and bought a pregnancy test.

She was restless as she drove home. When she got into the apartment, she put away her pickles and ice cream and crept into the bathroom with the test under her shirt. Cory was sleeping in the bed, so she locked the door and peed on the test. Three minutes later, she picked it back up.

There were two straight lines. Topanga's hands shook and she shoved the test in the bottom drawer so Cory wouldn't find it. She didn't want him to know until she was ready to tell him. She walked out into their bedroom and was on her way to the kitchen when Cory stirred.

"Hey."

"Hey honey," Topanga said. "Are you feeling better?"

"A little," he replied. "Can you hand me the laptop?" She went over to the bedside table and picked up their Macbook.

"Thanks," Cory said. "I want to check my email. Feeny promised he'd send me updates on my class, and I've been feeling too sick to check."

Topanga nodded, smiling slightly, then turned and walked to the kitchen, closing the bedroom door on her way out. She opened the refrigerator and pulled out her pickles and ice cream, putting some of each into a bowl. She sat down on the couch and thought about the upcoming baby.

Riley and Auggie were so perfect, she mused, and she did want another. She just hadn't gathered up the courage to tell Cory that. She hoped he'd be happy.

Meanwhile, Cory lay in bed. Having set the laptop aside, he was daydreaming about his family. He loved Riley and Auggie so much, and he wanted another baby. He was just too scared to tell Topanga. What if she didn't want another baby?

Monday morning, Cory woke up feeling better than he had in a week. He looked over at Topanga, who was still asleep. He yawned, walking to the closet to pick out some clothes for the day. Suddenly, Topanga shot up from their bed, holding her hand over her mouth as she dashed for the bathroom. Cory followed her with worry. She emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet as he held her hair back.

"I must've gotten you sick," Cory said remorsefully. Topanga wiped her mouth with her hand and turned to look at him.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"I'm staying home with you," he announced.

"You don't have to do that," she argued. "I know how excited you are to finally get back to work."

"Work can wait," Cory replied, kissing the top of her head. "I'm with you in sickness and in health remember?"

Topanga smiled. "I love you," she said. Cory led her into the living room and they sat down.

"Do you wanna watch a few more episodes of that show?" he asked. She nodded and nestled up to him.

Around lunch time, they got up and went into the kitchen. "You think you can keep some soup down?" Cory asked.

"Yes I can," Topanga replied, "but I don't want soup. I want jelly donuts."

"Honey, are you sure you can-" Cory began but Topanga glared at him and growled.

"Get them." Cory screamed and ran out of the apartment to buy her the donuts. When she was sure he was gone, she went into the bathroom and took out the second pregnancy test she had bought. The result was the same. She shoved the second test in the drawer with the first and went back into the living room. When Cory got back, he found her on the couch watching another episode of the show they had been watching earlier.

He set the box of donuts on the counter. "I didn't know how many you wanted, so I got a dozen," he said.

"Perfect," she replied. "I want them all."

"Aww come on Topy! Can't I have one?" he asked. She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Nope." Cory sighed, venturing in the fridge to find himself something to eat.

"Hey, when did we buy pickles?" he asked.

"I bought them on Saturday when I went grocery shopping," Topanga replied. Cory frowned.

"Are you sure you went grocery shopping? There's not a lot of food in here."

"Of course I did," she snapped. Her expression softened. "I'm sorry honey. I'm going to go take a nap." She went into their bedroom, leaving a confused Cory standing in the kitchen. He made himself a sandwich and sat down to watch some more episodes of that show.

A/N: Ah! You guys, this is the longest fanfiction chapter that I've ever written! Sadly, it's there's only going to be one more chapter after this, probably. But there will be a sequel coming soon, so stay tuned!