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Maya POV

"Twins!" The doctor announces.

Riker nearly faints, clutching the side of the bed as all color drains from his face.

"W-what?!" I squeak.

' "Just kidding." He chuckles.

Riker and I simultaneously let out sighs of relief.

"It's a girl. Congratulations." He smiles.

I grin up at Riker, "We're having a little girl!"

"Good thing I didn't put any money on it." He jokes, leaning down to kiss me.

I roll my eyes but kiss back for a second. Riker leaves the room for the more…invasive…part of the exam. He comes back in right after and sits on the edge of the bed while we wait for the doctor to bring us the pictures from the ultrasound.

"A girl…I can't believe it…we're going to have a daughter…" Riker smiles, squeezing my hand.

I smile back, "I guess that means we can start picking out names now."

"Got any ideas?" He asks.

I shake my head, "Not yet. Do you?"

"Not really." He replies.

"I guess we'll have to pick up one of those baby name books." I say.

He nods, "Guess so."
The doctor returns a moment later with the pictures and card for my next appointment. He congratulates us again before we make our way out. On the way home, I find myself thinking back twenty weeks. When I thought I was only about thirteen weeks, I was sure I had gotten pregnant because I missed a pill, now I wasn't sure how it had happened. I try to remember if I had missed a pill or if a condom had broke, but nothing comes to mind. I start flipping back through the calendar on my phone. According to it, I had been visiting Riker about that time, but it was a really short visit, only a couple days because I had to get back for a big exam. That is the only possible time it could have happened, but it just doesn't seem right.

"What are you thinking about?" Riker asks, jolting me out of my thoughts.

"I was just thinking back, trying to figure out when exactly I got pregnant and if I had missed any other pills before the one that I knew of." I answer.

"Did you figure it out?" He replies.

"Well, I think it had to be when I came to visit you for those couple days right before finals, but I can't remember missing any pills or anything." I frown.

He shifts around in his seat, looking nervous, "Oh…."

I raise my eyebrows, "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"No, why?" He looks everywhere but at me.

"Because you're acting nervous and not looking at me." I say.

He sighs, "Okay, I might…kind of…maybe know…"

My eyes widen, "You do?"

He nods, "Yeah. You had forgotten your birth control pills so we used a condom but…it, uh, it broke…"

"What?!" I screech, "Why didn't you tell me?!"

He rubs the back of his neck, "I don't know. I guess I thought since you were going to be back on your pill that day that we would be safe. And it seemed like we were until just a couple weeks ago."

"You should have told me. I could've gotten an emergency contraceptive. We could've prevented this whole mess." I reply.

"In case you forgot, that 'mess', is our daughter." He retorts, "I thought you were happy about this?"

"I am. I'm just saying, this could have so easily been prevented." I respond.

"And I'm just saying, I don't care. It's a little too late to worry about that so I, for one, am going to be happy about it." The anger is clear in his voice.

I don't say anything, and just sit back in my seat, staring out the window. I instantly start feeling guilty about what I said when I feel the baby kick. I rest a hand on my stomach, blinking back tears. The car comes to a stop and I look up to see we are in back home. Riker shuts the car off and starts to get out.

"I'm sorry…" I say quietly.

He stops, turning to look at me, "What?"

I look up at him, "I'm sorry. It doesn't matter that we could have prevented this. What happened, happened. What really matters is that we're having a baby."

He smiles, putting a hand on my knee, "Exactly. A beautiful baby girl."

I smile back, leaning over to kiss him. He kisses back, his hand sliding up my leg to my hip, pulling me closer. I let my hands travel up his chest, sliding over his shoulders and up his neck to tangle in his hair. His hand disappears for a second, and I hear the car door close right before it is back, lightly running up and down my side. We break apart a moment later, just long enough for him to slide his seat back so I can move over and straddle his lap.

Riker kisses from my lips, to my jaw, to my neck. I feel his lips curl into a smile against my skin when I sigh. I move my hips a little, rubbing against him and eliciting a moan from him. He slips his hands under my shirt, running over my stomach and up to slide over the edge of my bra before starting to lift the shirt over my head.

I tense up and grab his wrists, stopping him.

"No one's watching." He murmurs, trying again.

I pull back, pushing his hands away, "It's not that…"

He frowns, "Then what is it? Is something wrong?"

I look everywhere but his face, "I just…it's…weird…now that I'm showing…"

He looks confused, "Weird? Why is it weird?"

"Because…I don't know…it just is." I mumble.

"You're not getting all self-conscious on me, are you?" He asks.

I shake my head, "No, it's not that. It's just…hard to stay in the mood when I look down and all I can think about is the baby."

"Oh. I guess I see your point. I don't agree with it, but I understand." He replies.

I smile a little, "We can still continue, I just want to keep my shirt on."

He smiles back, "Fine. But those pants have to go."

I giggle as we go back to kissing.

A little while later, after awkwardly redressing, we make our way inside. We keep our heads down as we walk past Stormie, trying to hide our flushed faces.

"Is it windy out?" Stormie asks.

"What do you mean?" Riker asks.

"You two look like you just walked through some wind." She answers.

I feel my face turn red.

"Oh, uh, yeah. It's a little breezy out there." Riker replies.

She looks at us knowingly, "Must've been a little hot too."

Now it's Riker's turn to blush.

"Next time you want to get busy in the driveway, make sure there is no one home first." She says before turning to me, "How'd the appointment go?"

"Uh, good. The baby is perfectly healthy." I reply, trying to avoid looking at her.

"We found out what we're having." Riker adds.

She raises her eyebrows, "Really? I thought you would've had to wait a few more weeks."

"That's actually a funny story…" Riker responds.

"Apparently my last doctor was way off. I'm actually twenty weeks." I explain.

Her gaze moves to my stomach, "Twenty? Really? You don't look it."

"That's what I said. I guess I'm carrying more towards my back." I reply.

"Well, that would make sense." She smiles, "So, am I getting a grandson or a granddaughter?"

Riker starts to tell her but I cut him off.

"Uh, I was actually thinking about doing a big gender reveal for the whole family." I say.

"You were?" Riker frowns.

I nod, "Yeah. I was thinking about it the other day, when everyone was making guesses, and I thought it'd be really fun to do something to tell them all at once."

"Well, I think it's a great idea. Just don't keep us waiting too long." Stormie says.

"Don't worry, I won't. I already have an idea that Riker is going to help me with. Hopefully tonight." I reply.

Riker looks at me, "I am?"

"Yes, you are. C'mon." I grab his hand and pull him down the hall to his room.

I close the door behind us as he sprawls across his bed. I sit next to him and he moves around to lay his head in my lap.
"So, what's your idea?" He asks.

"Well, I have a couple. The first is that we give all the girls pink balloons, and the boys blue ones, which will have holes, and tell them to blow them up. I think you can figure out the rest."

He nods, "Okay. That's not bad. What else you got?"

I start playing with his hair, "We could make copies of the ultrasound and put a little pink bow on the baby's head and hand them to everyone in an envelope. Or we could one of those gender reveal cakes."

"Hmm…well, I do really like cake…" He replies, "But I think they'd get a kick out of the balloon idea. Then we could bring out a pink cake."

I shrug, "That could work."

"Sounds like a plan then." He smiles.

I nod, "Yep."

"So, while I was out in the hall at the doctor's earlier, I got to thinking…" He starts.

"About…?"

"I think…after we do the gender reveal…we should make the big announcement to everyone."

I raise an eyebrow, "Everyone?"

He nods, "Yeah, like the fans and stuff. Y'know, post it on Twitter."

"Oh…okay. Yeah, I guess we are going to have to tell them." I reply.

"I'm kind of scared, to be honest. I'm not sure how they'll take it. I'd hate for the band to lose support over me."

"I don't think that'll happen. Your fans are pretty loyal." I smile a little, "If anything, they'll probably be excited that there's going to be a baby Lynch."

"I bet we won't have a shortage of name ideas." He laughs, "Which reminds me…" He takes his phone out, handing it to me "I also did a little searching while I was waiting and found some name ideas. They're in my notes."

I take the phone, going into his notes and scrolling through the one that's labeled 'baby Lynch'.

"Hmm…Melody Harper, Annabelle Loraine, Noella Stormie, Elizabeth Juliana…why do I feel like the last one stemmed from a certain movie you like?"

He smiles innocently, shrugging, "So, do you like any of them?"

I nod, "They're all really good. Better than anything I've come up with. I especially like the idea of using Stormie for a middle name. I'm just not sure which first name I like best with it."

"I guess we'll just have to play around with it, see which ones we like. We still have a little bit of time." He replies.

"We really need to get started on getting baby stuff, too. We're not going to have much time with you being on tour."

"I know. Which reminds me, I need to see if we can cut this part a little short seeing as you're further along than we thought."

I sigh, "You know I don't want you to do that."

"And you know I don't care. I am going to be here for the birth of my daughter. Besides, it means more time to work on the next album."

"You're going to be disappointing your fans." I remind him.

"They'll understand. We'll still be able to do a couple months. We'll just cram as many shows as possible into that time. Then, after the baby is born, we'll just pick up the rest of the tour like normal."

I pick at a loose thread on the blanket, "You do realize that we can't take a baby on tour right? That we won't be with you on the last part?"

"Yeah, I'm just trying not to think about it." He replies.

"You and me both." I mutter.

We stay like this for a while, just talking while I play with his hair, before deciding to go find pink and blue balloons, then stopping at a bakery to pick up a pin cake with 'It's a girl!' scrawled across the top. We also end up with party poppers, which were all Riker's doing. When we get back, Riker disappears to hide the cake while I poke holes in the blue balloons.

Over dinner that evening, we announce that we have a surprise for afterwards. After the table has been cleared I bring out the balloons.

"Do not blow these up." I say as I hand them out.

"You give us balloons and then won't let us play with them? What kind of shit is that?" Rocky complains.

"Yeah, no fair!" Ellington agrees.

"Quite whining. You'll see what we're doing in a minute." Riker responds.

"Okay, so, the reason I gave you all balloons is because we're doing a gender reveal. One color has a hole, one doesn't. On three, you guys can blow them up and you'll know if I'm having a boy or girl." I explain.

"Wait, how do you already know? I thought you were only, like, fourteen weeks?" Mark frowns.

"Turns out my doctor was wrong. I'm actually twenty weeks." I reply.

"Anyways, let's do this." Riker rubs his hands together, "Ready…one…two…two and half…two and-"

"Three!" I cut him off.

I notice Riker is recording it all as they start blowing up the balloons. Stormie and Rydel squeal when theirs inflate, while the boys frown at theirs.

"I knew it!" Rydel exclaims, jumping up to hug me then Riker, almost knocking his phone out of his hand.

Stormie smiles, standing to hug us as well, "Congratulations!"

A chorus of 'congratulations' comes from the rest of them.

"Can we have some balloons without holes now?" Ross asks.

Riker rolls his eyes and takes the bag of balloons out of his pocket and tosses it onto the table. Ross, Rocky, Ellington and Ryland eagerly snatch them up.

I shake my head, "They find out they're getting a niece and all they care about is the balloons."

"That's my brothers for you." Riker replies before disappearing to go get the cake.

I pass the ultrasound pictures around while Riker cuts the cake. I end up slipping out right after, having some things to take care of regarding my apartment.

All of my things, including my car, were to be shipped out tomorrow, thanks to a friend who went over to pack everything. I had already contacted my landlord and my boss to tell them I wouldn't be returning. All I needed was to make sure of when it would arrive, to make sure someone would be at the recently rented storage unit to sign for it. Which, thankfully, Stormie and Mark had said they would do, since they wouldn't be leaving the same time as everyone else. It was kind of bittersweet, but I knew I would be happy in the end.

Everyone is in bed early that night. I am back on the air mattress in Rydel's room, but I really wish I was with Riker. I'm wide awake, unable to sleep, and I'm sure he's the same way, but more out of excitement, unlike me. I'm anxious and nervous, worrying about what lays ahead tomorrow. Maybe if I wasn't pregnant, this would be exciting. But, since I am, I can't help thinking that maybe this is a bad idea. Maybe I shouldn't be going on tour with Riker…

Uh oh, is Maya going to back out of the tour? Stay tuned to find out! Oh, and yay it's a girl! So feel free to start voting on names, or mixing those ones around or even leaving your own suggestions! Don't forget to review/favorite/follow!