I've been sitting around all morning trying to find something to do. I thought watching Re-runs of '90210' would entertain me, but they didn't. As I was half way through a episode I got the urge to write a new chapter for this fic. That almost never happens to me for this fic anymore. So I am taking it as a sign that I have gotten my passion back. Grins I've gotten some pretty good ideas on where I would like to take this fic now, so I'm pretty excited. I hope all of you are well, and enjoy this chapter. - Brittany.

1 Month Later

"I really miss you." I spoke into the phone, before I took a bit of my salad.

"And I miss you too. You know how hard it is for me to be away from you." Pete told me.

I got up from my stool at the table and made my way to the fridge. Hearing it open Pete said,

"I thought you were eating a salad? What are you eating now?" I could practically hear him smile.

I grabbed the bag of red grapes and the sour cream out of the fridg. "I am eating a salad. I just got a craving for red grapes dipped in sour cream." I smiled from ear to ear as I dipped a grape in the cold white cream, then putting it in my mouth. I let out a moan of satasfaction. "Thats so good." I said as I chewed the grape.

"My kid is going to eat the weridest things when he grows up." Pete laughed.

"Your kid? This is our kid the last time I checked." I laughed. "And who says its a boy. It could could very well be a girl." I said matter-of-factly.

"Well whatever our kid is, I think we should stop calling it 'it." Pete said.

"What should we call him or her than?" I asked.

The line went silent for a minute. I could tell he was thinking. I was a second away from asking if he had hung up on me before he finally spoke.

"Lets call our child Buba until we know if he or she is a her or him."

"Buba? Thats a total boy name." I protested.

"Well what do you think we should call him or her?" He asked me.

"Mini-me." I said.

"Mini-me? As in Austin Powers?" Pete laughed.

I took a breath. "Mini-me 'cause it could either turn out to be a Mini-you or a mini-me, so when ever one of us talks about it we could be talking about either gender." I told him

"Hmmm, I love it. Mini-me it is." He declared. "So how is my little Mini-me doing?"

I smiled. I loved how concerned he always is. "Fine. Mini-me is perfect."

"I can't wait until next week. I'll finally be home and with you two."

I put the lid back on the sour cream, seal the grapes bag and set them back in the fridge. "I can't wait for you to be home either." I began to smirk. "Did you know that when a woman is prengnat her hormones go out of control and they make her want and need her husband more than she's ever wanted or needed him?" I asked, my smirk still plasterd on my face.

"Is that right? In that case, this week better go by super fast."

"Its almost 1am here. I should get to bed." I told him.

"Fine. I love you." Pete told me.

"I know you do. And I love you too." I blew him a kiss through the phone.

"Good night baby."

"Night." I said before hanging up the phone.

That was pretty much a filler chapter, but I can safely say (I think) that the next few chapters will be much better. Please review. - Brittany