A/N- Me: Hey Ig.

Iggy: What?

Me: What does FanFiction say about the number of words in this story?

Iggy: How should I know? I can't see.

Me: Come on, we went over this.

Iggy: Fine, fine. IT'S OVER 9000!

Me: Thank you, you can go back in now.

Iggy: -Jumps back in-

Also I would like to thank everyone who reviewed the last chapter. I was kinda depressed that day and you helped me feel better. And a thank you to everyone who reads this story because it passed 1,000 hits last chapter. Enjoy.

What are We Going to Name It? Chapter 9

Iggy POV

The next couple of months went by with no drama to speak of. I mean Angel was reading our minds left and right but it was okay since half the time she was out with Holden doing something. On a side note, I really hope she's happy, I've heard what happened with her other boyfriends and it wasn't pretty. I just hope this works out for her. Anyway the real drama happened about three months in when Ella came home in a bad mood. It was the last day she was going to teach before taking maternity leave. I heard her pull up and opened the door.

"Hello beautiful, how's it going?" I said.

"Fine." She snapped.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine I said. Get off my case." Wow. I haven't heard her this mad since that time I forgot to pick her up from work and it was raining. I thought back at what I had done recently, but I couldn't find anything that would make her this mad. I mean I accidentally used her toothbrush last night, but she was fine about that.

"How was your last day of work?" I asked trying to move to a better subject. That was a mistake.

"It was freaking perfect." She said very sarcastically. "I got there ten minutes late, dropped lunch on a student, and well that's about it." Towards the end I heard her sit on the couch and I caught a few sobs. Here goes nothing. I sat down next to her.

"What's this really about? You're never this emotional after work. You can tell me, I'm a good listener, since, you know, I'm blind." I got a sobby chuckle for that.

"Well, it's probably just the pregnancy hormones kicking in like Max said but, I heard someone say something about me and I'm feeling really sad about it."

"What did they say?"

"I overheard one of the other teachers and they said that the only reason you married me was so I could be a trophy wife." I was so mad that I wanted to go and confront this person and yell and curse them out, but that wasn't going to help right now.

"I can't believe anyone would say that. That is the farthest thing from the truth. Ella, I didn't marry you because you're pretty or because of your social status. I married you because you complete me. It wouldn't change a thing if we were dirt poor or filthy rich, I love you for you. I love the sound of your voice and the way you always have my back, even if I'm wrong. And I especially love the fact that you decided to start a family with me. You are so much more than a trophy wife to me, you're the spark that lights my fire and I'll always burn when you're here." And with that I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a big reassuring hug. I felt her head turn to face me.

"Thank you Iggy. I really needed that. I'm sorry I snapped at you."

"That's okay, I know you didn't mean it, and you're welcome. Cheering you up is sort of my duty, and I take my commitments seriously." I said the last part in a really deep voice to try and make her laugh and it worked.

"It seriously helps that you're funny."

"Well, I hope this helps too." And then I kissed her full on the lips. That never gets old.

Ella POV

Iggy just has a knack for saying the right thing sometimes. After a while we broke out of our hug. Then I felt something in my stomach.

"Iggy, I think the baby is kicking!"

"Really? Let me feel." And he put his hands on my stomach. "Let's see here, nothing, nothing, wait could be a muscle, there. I think it is."

"That reminds me, we have a doctor's appointment tomorrow."

"Maybe we'll, well actually I should say you'll, get to see the baby on the ultrasound."

"Don't worry Iggy, they give you pictures of it. You'll be able to see it too." Then he started talking to the baby.

"Do you hear that? We're going to get a look at you tomorrow. I bet you're really cute." To me he said, "I wonder if it's a boy or girl?"

"I guess we'll find out soon."

Right then Angel came through the door. She immediately saw Iggy's hands on my stomach.

"Why are your hands on Ella's stomach Iggy?"

"Because her shirt is so good looking." He joked.

"Thank you Iggy, but in all seriousness, the baby started kicking today."

"Ooh, let me feel." She said as her hands joined Iggy's

"It's been kicking right here." Iggy said guiding Angel's hand.

"I felt it!" Angel squealed. "This is great."

"I know right? By the way, you need to drive us to the hospital tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Yeah that's fine, I've got nothing planned."

"Good. How did your date go?"

"It was great. Holden gave me a tour of the aquarium. He even let me see all the behind the scenes stuff."

"That's great, I've never been back there before." I said.

"Yeah you have." Iggy started. "Remember the field trip senior year?" He said with a grin.

"Well, that doesn't count. I wasn't really paying attention, and we got caught."

"What?" Angel asked shocked.

"I'll tell you later. What was your favorite part?" I asked.

"Well, we were looking at the manta rays and Holden said I could touch them. I was kind of nervous about it so he took my hand and we did it together."

"That's really sweet of him. Did anything else happen?"

"When we got back here he walked me to the door and after saying goodbye, he kissed me."

"Did you kiss him back?" Did Iggy just ask that?

"After I got over the shock, yes I kissed him back."

"Is he good at it?" I asked.

"Well, I kinda get the feeling he doesn't do it much, but yeah it was good."

"That's good, I'm happy for you." I said.

"Me too." Said Iggy. "I'm going to start making dinner, do hamburgers sound good?"

"Yeah, that's okay" Angel said.

"Did you get the jalapeños and banana peppers?" I asked.

"Yes I did, just for you."

A/N- I recently sign up for an account on DeviantArt, so if you or your friends see comments or favorites by someone with my username it's me. I probably won't have much art up since I have the drawing abilities of a brick, but I usually check it every day for new art. 193 days until Nevermore. Fly on, prosper, and may the odds be ever in your favor.