"Wade what are you doing in there?" Zoe asked through the closed-door of what was the guest room. That was the one room she wanted as the nursery, because it was closest to her room. She didn't want Wade to be turning it into some man cave or something. For the past two months Wade would hide out in that room, and if he wasn't, then he would lock the room, so Zoe couldn't go in. It still got on her nerves. It wasn't as if it was that hard for him to tell her what he was doing, in there. Was it?

"Zo, it's a surprise, give me a few more hours, please," he begged, sticking his head out. Zoe sighed. "I promise you'll like what I'm doing when I'm done." He needed Zoe to leave him be and let him finish what he was doing. He really wished Lemon would hurry up and get here already.

"Ok," she reluctantly told him, going to get some school work done. Wade sighed, watching Zoe walk away. He hated to do it, but it had to be done. He needed to finish it first, if the chance ever came. He was determined to get it done, today. He had to.

Zoe listened to the tick tock of the wall clock. She found it hard to focus on anything that didn't involve what Wade was doing in that room. She moved the chair so she could see the door.

"What did that door do to you?" Lemon asked, standing in front of Zoe.

"Wade's in there, doing things. He won't tell me what he is doing either." Lemon rolled her eyes pulling Zoe up from her spot. "Were going to Fairhope to shop for this little one," Lemon stated, pointing to her friends stomach, that had been growing.

"But we don't know if it's a boy or a girl," Zoe protested, walking behind Lemon.

"Ever heard of gender neutral?" Lemon asked, reaching the front door.

"Of course I have," Zoe replied, walking out the door.

It was hours later and a billion of ooh that's cute, when they were headed back to Bluebell, with the bags to match. Zoe was tired and very snappy, that's one of the main reasons they were headed back, so Zoe could lay down.

Wade had helped bring in the bags of baby stuff, shaking his head when Zoe couldn't see him. He had learned not to mention certain things around her. He had finished his surprise, all that was left was for Zoe to see the room. He was dreading her being mad that he had went ahead and had done this, but he had listened to what Zoe wanted. That was why it had taken him longer than expected. Zoe kept changing her mind. He was ready to change the room the second she changed her mind.

"Wade," Zoe said, getting his attention. He sat on the bed, next to her. She took his hand, placing it on her belly.

"Was that?" Wade asked, a smile coming out, feeling the movement against his hand. It was strange and amazing rolled into one.

"Our baby? Yeah," she told him, with her own smile. That was his baby kicking his hand. Every day that passed, was proving to him that this was real. That in 4 short months he was going to be a father. This was the first time he was able to feel his child. He couldn't describe the feeling. He was overjoyed. He really didn't care if they were having a boy or a girl. He wanted a boy, but if the baby happened to be a girl, he would be ok with that. He would love his child regardless, because he or she would be his.

"When do we find out the sex of the baby?" He asked softly, keeping his hand on her stomach.

"Next Friday," she replied, placing her hand on his. She had been able to feel their baby, but sharing this moment with Wade, was a different experience altogether.

They sat in silence long after the little kicking had stopped. It was just to perfect to interrupt. This was going to be their lives now. A baby had changed their lives greatly, Wade was starting to think that it was for the best.

"I've finished the room, if you wanna see it," Wade commented, breaking the silence. Zoe nodded, holding her hands out for him to help her up. "I want you to see that I do believe this baby is mine. The best way to show you that, is being here for you. Doing this, is another way. Every time you changed your mind, I had to change what I was doing." He pushed the door open, letting Zoe step in.

"Oh, Wade," she gasped, seeing two walls were painted light blue and the other two walls were painted light green. A crib sat in the corner, along with a changing table, a rocking chair and a dresser sat by the closet. Everything they had bought for their baby was put where it belonged.

"You like?" Wade asked hesitant, wiping her tears away with his thumbs. She nodded afraid she wouldn't be able to say anything. "I have pink and purple paint, if we're having a girl." This was perfect and she loved that he had taken the time to do something like this. Cupping his face, she brought him down for a soft kiss.

A week had passed them by and when the final bell rings to end school, they were going to Mobile to find out what they were having. Zoe had already picked out the name she wanted and Wade was going to be on board once she told him. She just wanted to wait before telling him. The name could easily be changed, but still close enough to the same depending on what they were having.

"Is she really worth everything, you're putting yourself through?"

"No," Wade told his friend, gazing at Zoe across the field. "She's worth more. How do you even begin to repay the woman, that carries your child for 9 months?" Wade asked, looking at his friend. George shrugged.

"You really think that's your baby? I'm telling you, that it's some loser from New York, that wants nothing to do with his kid. You'll see," George told him shaking his head.

"I listened to you once and it about costed me everything. You don't know what you are talking about. That is my baby. Zoe has no reason to lie to me. If I wasn't the father, she wouldn't need a guy, because she is strong enough to raise a child on her own. She can do it now, but she won't have to, because I'm not going anywhere," Wade told him in a fit of rage.

"Whatever man," George huffed, going to stalk off. Wade put his hand on George's shoulder, spinning him around, his fist connecting with George's nose.

"Forget you, I don't need your friendship," Wade spat, going to walk off. George was having none of that, he shoved Wade to the ground.

Zoe saw the fight break out from the other side of the field. She didn't even know how to feel. She wanted to be pissed that he would fight, she wanted to cry because he could get hurt. Her head was a mix of emotions about it all.

The car ride to Mobile had been a quiet one. Zoe wasn't asking him anything and Wade wouldn't tell Zoe what had happened. They were waiting to see who would break first.

"You mad?" Wade asked. The silence was killing him and he did after all want to get things fixed before walking into the doctor's office.

"No," Zoe told him. "I don't know how I feel about this. I want to be mad, but again I feel like I should be worried, happy and everything else. Explain it to me Wade."

"I'm sick of George telling me that this isn't my child. I'm sick of hearing how he puts you down. I'm over it. I know the truth, that's what counts." Zoe nodded, getting from the car, ready to put it behind her.

"I'm not mad and thank you," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist, fitting into her side. Wade kissed the top of her head, putting his arm around her.

They weren't waiting long before being called back. Wade held Zoe's hand eager to find out what they were having.

"Everything looks good, baby looks to be healthy. Are we finding out the sex?" Both Zoe and Wade nodded, their eyes locked on the screen that their baby was on. "Congratulations you're having a boy." He was having a son. They were having a son. He cupped Zoe's face kissing her. He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry. He was so excited, he didn't know how to control himself.