Disclaimer: Me, ideas. Degrassi, characters.

Emma was just over four months pregnant and beginning to have a very small pouch, when she and Jay attended their first prenatal class. He had picked her up in his orange civic, even meeting her at the door and making small talk with Snake and Spike.

"Aren't you a surprise!" Emma smiled, closing her front door behind her and following Jay out to his car.

He held the door open for her with a raised eyebrow. "Huh?"

"Meeting me at the door? Chatting with the parentals? Opening my door? If I didn't know better, I'd say this was a date!" she joked.

Jay rolled his eyes and shut Emma's door when she was safely inside. When he had started the car he sarcastically asked, "Can that purse get any bigger?"

Emma giggled. She opened the purse and began to pull out treats. "Just in case," she whispered, as if it were a secret between the two of them.

Jay laughed and leaned over for a closer peek into the purse. "Got any potato chips in there?"

Emma's smile widened. She knew that Jay was a dill pickle fanatic, so she had packed a few small bags for him to munch on during their class. Jay smiled when Emma presented him with the chips.

"Thanks!" he said sincerely.

"Just taking care of my coach," she announced.

"Didn't you eat supper?" Jay asked. He'd been quietly monitoring her eating these past few weeks, especially since she'd been putting on a bit of beef. He was glad to report that not only was Emma eating, but she was eating constantly!

"Snake made me spaghetti and veggie balls. Salad on the side. Toasted rye bread. And fruit salad and whipped cream for dessert."

Jay looked over at Emma's small frame and smiled. "You put all that in there and you're still hungry?"

Emma gently punched Jay's shoulder. "I am eating for two."

"And one of those two happens to have the Hogart gene. We do like our food."

The two let Jay's innocent comment hang in the air. Only when Emma and Jay were alone was it okay for Jay to talk about the baby being his. It was hard on everyone. Emma was silently wondering what to do if her baby came out resembling Jay. How would she explain that one?

"I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable," Jay confessed, pulling his car into the community centre parking lot. "This is hard for me too."

"It's okay. Let's just go in and get a seat."

Emma chose to ignore Jay's comment. She preferred to think he was happy that he didn't have to be a dad this soon in his life. The alternative meant realizing that Jay was giving up something he truly wanted and that was hard for either to swallow.

"Near the back?" Jay muttered.

"Huh?" a stunned Emma asked.

"Can we sit near the back. I've never been much of a keener," he admitted, as if Emma didn't already know he wasn't the scholastic type.

"It's not Kwan's English class," Emma reminded. "And please, behave!"