Joyce laughed on her way back to the truck. "The doctor thought you threw your back out playing sports!" She grabbed his love handle. "Like you play sports!"

Jim stopped short of the passenger side to lean down and kiss her, grimacing as he bent forward to cup her face. "This is all your fault woman."

"Not my fault you've been such an animal." She teased, nibbling his bottom lip. "You've got to take it easy for a few days."

He took her face with both hands then, kissing her again. "I don't know if I can keep my hands off of you that long."

"I can think of a thing or two to tide you over." She said with a touch of carnal promise, biting her lip and looking as innocently at him as possible.

"You're terrible." He suggested as he opened the passenger door for her.

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Jonathan met them at the truck, his face etched with worry. "Thank god! I thought something really bad had happened to you guys!"

Joyce sighed, angry at herself for worrying him. "I'm sorry baby, I meant to leave you a note. Jim threw his back out so I made him go to the hospital."

Jonathan sighed in relief that the situation was a lot less scary than he had imagined. "Dinner's on the table. We were just about to eat."

A very pregnant Nancy greeted the two of them when they got inside. She and Will sat side by side at the table. Jonathan took her seat next to her and Jim sat opposite them in his normal place while Joyce fixed their plates.

"What happened to your back?" Will asked and Joyce tried to conceal her laughter. "I hurt my back playing football when I was in school. Sometimes it acts up." He answered nonchalantly, ignoring his wife's giggles. He knew she was still laughing about the sports thing.

Joyce placed his plate in front of him and sat down her own, taking her seat next to him. "So Nance, got any news for us?" She asked concerning the doctor visit Nancy had that day.

"Actually yes." She dug around in her purse and removed a ultrasound photo.

"Anyone wanna guess what it is?" Jonathan asked, reaching over to still her movements.

"Boy." Will chimed

"Girl!" Joyce grinned.

"A baby." Jim deadpanned and Joyce hit him lightly with the back of her hand. "What? I just want it to be a healthy baby either way."

Jonathan and Nancy looked at each other and counted down before shouting "BOY!" In unison.

Joyce shook her head. "We're still outnumbered, Nancy." She teased as Nancy passed her the ultrasound photo, which she looked over with Jim peering over her shoulder. The baby's head was well defined in the photo and his features, from the side, very clear. "He looks like Mommy." Joyce observed before she passed the photo to Will.

"You're gonna be an uncle, kid. How do you feel about that?" Jim asked Will as the young boy looked over the picture.

"I don't know how to feel about it yet." Will confessed.

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Joyce was carrying on with her after dinner chores, picking up misplaced things, when she noticed it. Jim sat on the couch, a newspaper spread out in front of him, and just over the top of the paper she caught a glimpse of the black rims.

"What are you wearing?" He lowered his paper, a look of confusion on his face. Then the realization washed over him.

"Oh, these old things?" He said, adjusting the glasses on his face. "I need them to read. The print's kinda small." He added, matter-of-factly.

He watched her as she pulled the newspaper from his hands and laid it on the couch next to him. She took it's place, crawling into his lap and placing her arms around his middle.

"What's this about?"

She licked her lips in response. "I don't know. Just something about you in glasses."

He chuckled, subconsciously rearranging them again. "I didn't know poor eyesight could be sexy."

She laughed too and kissed him. "They just look really sexy on you, babe. You should wear them to bed sometime."

"I don't need glasses to read you." He grinned and she laughed heartily, play swiping at his chest.

"You're full of it, Jim Hopper!"

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In the bathroom Joyce slid into her nightgown and stared disapprovingly at her underwear in her reflection. This talk of the baby had her mind whirring. Today marks a week ago she should have begun her period. A whole week. She'd been thankful it hadn't showed up on their honeymoon but now she was growing anxious. She couldn't handle another baby right now. Especially not with Nancy being pregnant. What if her first grand baby arrived several months before she gave birth herself? How crazy would that be? And she knows Jim doesn't want more kids. How will he feel about this? How will she tell him?

Joyce sighed and wrapped her arms around herself. Sleep on it. She decided to sleep on it before she told anyone. Tomorrow she'd do something about situation.