A/N: This was written in about half an hour. You have been warned. I'm not super happy with the ending but it really wasn't coming naturally.

Beck was walking through the door of his and Jade's apartment when he heard the pitter-patter of tiny footsteps. Seconds later, was greeted by a tiny puppy bounding towards him, wagging its tail excitedly. He laughed in surprise when it jumped up on him, front paws barely reaching his knees.

'Uh, babe?' he called out, closing the door behind him before the puppy could dash out into the hall. 'Jade? Are you there?' He walked through to the living room, the puppy trotting along at his heels. Jade wasn't there. What was there, was a dog bed and a lot of chew toys. 'Jade?!' No answer. He snapped a photo of the puppy and texted it to Jade, along with a row of question marks.

A few minutes later, he got a reply. 'You met our new daughter!' it said. What the hell? So, Jade got a puppy without telling him, and then left it home alone. Moments later though, Jade emerged from the bathroom. She was bare-faced, her hair tied up in a high ponytail, in sweats and one of his t-shirts. She was beautiful, of course, but it was unusual for her. Jade usually kept her makeup and hair done perfectly until she had to go to bed.

'You got a dog?' he asked, raising his eyebrows so high they practically reached his hairline.

Jade grinned mischievously as she walked toward him, reaching her hands out to take his. 'I thought it was time we expanded our little family. You know, get used to it not just being us.'

Beck smiled. He wasn't actually angry. This kind of spontaneous gesture was so like his wife. And this was a lot better than the first time she tried to get him a dog, no one was getting mauled. They'd talked about getting a dog ever since they moved in, but for one reason or another, they'd never actually gotten around to it.

The couple sat down on the black leather sofa and the dog hopped up to curl up next to Jade. 'So does she have a name?' Beck asked, reaching over Jade's knee to scratch the dog between her too-large ears. Jade's wicked grin was all the answer he needed.

'Tizzy.'

'Tizzy? How very unlike you.'

'Short for Tisiphone, one of the furies of Hades, the Greek god who was king of hell.' That explained her grin. Little known fact about Jade: she was a Greek mythology nut. She had been since she was a kid, spending all her time in the library reading books on it, trying to get away from her parents' fighting. It had even inspired her nieces' names, when she'd told her brother about her favourite myths.

'So, you just suddenly decided it was time to expand the family?' he asked, later that evening as they were sitting down to dinner.

'Well, I thought we should probably get some experience taking care of an actual living thing before the baby comes.' Wait, what?! 'Especially since we both know how great you were with your fish,' she continued sarcastically, as though she hadn't just dropped a huge bombshell.

Did he hear that right? Did Jade just say they were having a baby? It takes a few minutes for the news to compute. The silence stretches on. Beck trying to get a grip on his spinning thoughts and Jade smiling at him, trying to keep herself from laughing at the stunned look on his face.

Tizzy was looking up at him, her front paws on his knees as he sat at the kitchen table, head cocked to the side in confusion. 'You- You're pregnant?' he asks, softly. Feeling as though any noise was too loud in the moment.

Jade just nodded, her smile widening.

Beck stood abruptly, walking round the table. Jade stood to greet him, and he swept her into his arms, picking her up off the floor and spinning her round. They both laughed, clinging to each other. He smashed his lips against hers, kissing her hard, trying to convey how incredibly happy he was in that one gesture.

When they finally pulled away, Beck still had that stunned expression on his face. 'We're having a baby.'

Jade laughed, nodding. 'Yeah, we are. In about eight months, actually.' Beck kissed her again. And again, and again. They stood there in the kitchen forever, their dinner cold and forgotten, until the moment was ruined - when Tizzy started peeing on the floor.

'I probably should have made sure she was house trained, huh?'

Beck glared. 'Yes.'