I don't know why it is but I have seemed to have lost all passion for this fic. I want to contunie writting it because I know a lot of you read it and like it. Its just hard to write something that I actually love lately. Its sort of the worst case of writters block for me. I use to love writting, but now the words just don't come out right. I'm going to update even if I don't like the chapters I write. I think once this whole fic is finished I will re-write it. But who knows. Anyway, I am rambling. Here's the new chapter. - Brittany

"Hollywood is buzzing with the news that Pete Wentz and Wife Peyton Sawyer-Wentz are now expecting a baby. Late last night there was a blog posted by the newlyweds telling everyone that they are indeed expecting a child and that the mommy to be is over 3 months pregnant. They've apologized for denying it for so long and want to keep it a personal private matter. What do you viewers think? Did they not find out about the baby until after they were married or was it a shot-gun wedding? There is poll on our website, head over to E!online/Wentzbaby and cast your vote." Ryan Seacrests' voice boomed through the living room. I quickly clicked off the tv and looked at Pete.

"I can't believe there is a pull on the internet over our baby." I spoke in a soft unbelieving voice.

Pete shook his head. "Thats Hollywood for ya."

I looked at the ground. "Hey." Pete said, which caused me to look up at him. "Come here." He said grabbing my hand, pulling me into his embrace. "Don't worry about those stupid TV shows and internet polls. They don't mean anything. Its just the media trying to get a rise out of us." He said before kissing my head.

I smiled. "Do you know how much I love you?" I asked.

He pulled me in tighter. "I have an idea." He smiled.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. He shook his head no. "Well I could go for some Peanutbutter cup ice cream from Cold Stone." I told him, excitement in my voice.

Pete stood up. "I'll get the keys." He smiled.

A half hour later I was in complete bliss. The ice-cream was everything my taste buds could want and more. I kept moaning over the taste. Pete began to laugh.

"What?" I asked him, my mouth full of ice-cream.

He put his spoon in his bowl. "You keep moaning. We're in a public place, Peyton." He laughed.

I flicked my spoon at him, which sent a big glob of ice-cream to land on his sweat shirt "Hey! This is a new hoodie!" He exclaimed before flicking ice-cream on me.

"Hey! That was perfectly good ice-cream you just wasted." I smiled.

"Well you started it." He grinned before leaning over the small table to give me a quick kiss. As soon as his lips met mine the camera flashes went off. Sometimes I hated this. Not being able to share a wonderful moment with my husband with out hearing a camera go off. But then again, who cares. The moment is still amazing.

"Are you ready to get out of here?" Pete asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I just have to pee first." I said, standing up I made my way to the bathroom.

Later at home Pete and I fell asleep in each others arms like we did most nights. I awoke the next morning to the sunlight shinning into the room. I rolled over and kissed Pete's check. He slowly opened his eyes.

"Morning sunshine." I said with a smile.

"Don't we have a rule about kissing before brushing our teeth?" He grinned.

I acted confused. "What-ever are you talking about?"

He pulled me in closer to him. Nothing between our bodies. "I love you."

"I love yo-" Just like that I was up and running for the bathroom. I was wondering when morning sickness would hit. It seemed a little bit late in the pregnancy, but my doctor told me it could happen anytime. Pete jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. Without a word he pulled my hair back to keep it away from my face. After 10 minutes of vomiting Pete said,

"Do you want me to make you some soup?" He rubbed my back lightly.

I nodded and put on a faint smile. "That'd be really nice."

"Alright, by the time you come down it'll be ready." He smiled at me before leaving the room.

What a man to his words I thought as I entered the kitchen. "You actually have it done already?" I asked.

"I said I would didn't I?" He put crackers next to the steaming bowl and gave me a spoon. "It most likely won't taste good because I cooked it, but Tomatto is your favorite right?" He smiled.

I nodded. "You know me too wel."

"Its my job."

Just as we were sharing a good moment the we heard our names on the TV.

"Last night Pete & Peyton were spotted in a Cold Stone eating ice-cream. They had a little ice-cream fight, then shared a kiss, as shown here in this picture." Ryan Seacrests' voice once again boomed out of the tv before showing a few pictures of Pete and I from the previous night. "No sigh of the 19 year old mother to be showing yet, but we can safely say baby-bump watch is on alert."

"Oh god." I said as I realized something. "I'm going to get fat."

Pete smiled and kissed my head.

I didn't think that I was going to like what I wrote in this chapter, but I actually do. Maybe my passion is being renewed. Lets hope so. Please rememeber to review. . . It sometimes make's me write faster, and smile. :)

- Brittany