A/N: This chapter's up sooner than expected, mainly because I've written like five chapters this week. I'm planning on updating this fic about once a week, so this is like a bonus chapter. I'm not saying I'll never update more than once a week, but please don't be disappointed if it's only once. I was thinking I'd update on Tuesdays, but now I'm thinking maybe the weekend is better? Let me know if you have a preference. Also, if anyone has baby name ideas I will include them in an upcoming chapter, though I already know what the baby's name will actually be, I just need more for them to discuss. By the way, if you want you can follow me on tumblr bounceeffortandsnark, I can answer anonymous comments on there and you can send me baby name suggestions easier if you'd prefer.

TLDR: Would you prefer updates in the middle of the week or at weekends? Give me baby name suggestions.

They were resting Jade's swollen feet in a little coffee shop when it happened. Jade was in a bad mood. When she'd agreed to go shopping with Elle that weekend she hadn't really thought it through. Elle was tall and skinny and absolutely everything looked good on her, while Jade looked like a whale in everything she tried on. Now, to make matters worse, while they were taking a break, Elle was drinking coffee. Jade loved coffee. Guess what she couldn't drink while she was pregnant? Yeah, coffee. At least she had cravings as an excuse to stuff her face with chocolate eclairs.

'I'm going to miss you so much when you back to the US,' Elle gushed. They had met filming the pilot of the show. Elle's character was Jade's character's best friend, and they had clicked immediately. Elle's character had been killed off early in the season, but she had stayed in Scotland, even though she lived in England, to spend as much time as possible with her castmates before they wrapped.

'Don't get mushy on me, Elle, my hormones will make me cry.'

'You know I'm coming out there after she's born.'

'Well, you better not think you're staying with us, we'll have enough going on with a new baby in the hou-' Jade cut off abruptly, sucking in a breath.

'What? What's wrong? Are you okay? Is it the baby?' Elle questioned, her alarm evident in her mouth.

Jade grabbed her friend's hand and pulled it to her stomach. At first Elle didn't feel anything, and then there it was – slight pressure beneath Jade's skin. The baby was kicking. Elle saw Jade's eyes were watering. 'I have to go home,' Jade said in a small voice.

Jade's text had Beck panicked. She had told him not to worry, but what was he supposed to think when his pregnant wife texted him to say she had cut her shopping trip short and he had to come home immediately.

However when he got home he found her smiling widely scratching between Tizzy's ears. The puppy had discovered her favourite napping spot a few weeks before – on top of Jade's bump – but right now she was fussing about, trying to get comfortable.

Jade beckoned Beck over when she saw him, and greeted him with a kiss. She guided his hand to her belly, right under where Tizzy was pawing at, and Beck realised what had upset the puppy.

Every few seconds, there was a thump. The baby was kicking. Their baby was kicking. She had little legs, and little feet, and she was using them to assault her mother. Beck smiled. 'Does it hurt?'

'No, but it's not comfortable.' Jade laughed. 'And Tizzy's certainly not happy about it.'

'I guess she'll just have to break in that dog bed we spent a fortune on when we got her.'

A few months later, Beck woke at four in the morning to see Jade's feet on the pillow beside him. He propped himself up on his elbows and rubbed his eyes. In the dim light that shone through their purple curtains, he saw Jade's head was laid on a folded over bit of the duvet at the bottom of the bed, her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling.

'Babe? What are you doing?'

Jade glared at him. 'You did this to me,' she growled through clenched teeth.

Beck crawled over to join her in lying upside down on the bed. He reached over her body to rest his hand on her baby bump, on the strip of skin that was visible between her pyjama pants and where her t-shirt had ridden up.

They lay there in silence for a while before Beck felt it. Baby was kicking. She was much stronger than she used to be, and lately it felt like she didn't let up. When they were at work Jade would sit on her black chair between takes clutching her stomach, at home she lay awake at night trying to find a comfortable position.

'It'll all be worth it, you know,' he whispered in her ear.

'That doesn't help me right now,' Jade grumbled. 'How am I supposed to fly like this?'

Their flights back to LA were booked for two weeks ahead, one down to London, then on to New York, where they'd stay with Jade's sister for a night to break it up, and then from New York to LA. They were staying with Beck's parents for a week while the decorators finished up on their house. Honestly, Beck was worried the doctor wouldn't give Jade the okay to fly, but he didn't want to give her anything else to stress about.

'I bet Cora will be a great flier.'

'Nah,' was Jade's only response.

They'd been trying out names this way, just randomly referring to the baby as something, to see what fit. Cora did not. They had talked about baby names before, back in high school, when it was a distant imagining of their future. Back then, they'd come to decisions easily, but there was far less pressure when there was no baby. And they both knew celebrity baby names were judged mercilessly.

Then the little brat began attacking Jade's insides again. 'Maybe we should name her Kicker, since that's all she ever does!'

'She hasn't been born yet, babe, what else do you want her to do?' Beck asked.

Jade sighed as the discomfort subsided. 'I fucking hate you.'