Sadie was excited. Joy and Victoria told her that she was going to become a big sister, as Joy was pregnant. Joy and Victoria decided that maybe it would be good for them to raise another child. Joy asks Victoria if she could consider a donor this time, and Victoria agrees, knowing she wanted a child who was biologically connected to her. After months of trying, and expensive treatments while staying at their place in Cleveland, Joy was finally pregnant. Learning about it, she was excited. She told Victoria first, then Melanie. When Melanie found out Joy was pregnant the first thing out of her mouth was, 'Oh god, is Rick the father?' She had recalled the last time Joy went and found out that Rick was a donor at the place she went to.

To which Joy responded, 'No, I have my standards.'

Victoria was over the moon when she learned Joy was successful in becoming pregnant. She and Victoria waited until Joy was three months along to tell more people. Victoria was beaming from ear to ear; she was excited they were becoming parents again. Joy was happy that Victoria was happy; she loved how much attention Victoria lavished on her. Victoria was affectionate, giving her back and neck rubs, and was there when the first kick occurred. She smiled when she felt a flutter against her palm.

'Joy, honey...our baby moved!' Joy smiles at Victoria and they feel Joy's stomach, together, sharing a mutual smile as they both felt the baby kick. Victoria leans in, kissing Joy on the lips.

'I can't believe this; we've actually got a baby on the way.' She smiles, holding Joy in her arms, palms resting against her stomach.

Joy was surprised at how excited Victoria was at the fact that they were experiencing this all. She was protective of Joy; even at night she slept with her head pressed against the small, rounded swell, her eyes closed, her ear pressed gently against it, listening to the baby's heartbeat as she falls asleep. All this while holding Joy's hand, her fingers laced. Joy wakes a little, only to find her wife sleeping soundly against her stomach. She smiles, noting how sweet Victoria was. Listening, she hears Victoria breathing and sighing in her sleep. Closing her eyes, she falls asleep.

She wakes up when she feels a sharp kick from the baby. Groaning she tries to take deep breaths, but Victoria must have felt it herself, because she smiles and proceeds to rub her belly gently.

'You're so sweet,' she says, sighing.

Victoria looks up at Joy, grinning. She continues the motion, even stopping to kiss her belly gently.

'This baby is a snarky one.'

Joy rolls her eyes. She hadn't told Victoria the sex of the child yet she had kept it to herself all day. She wanted the gender to be a surprise, but she knew Victoria would hound her until she said anything, so she smiled, and said gently, 'You mean she is snarky.'

Victoria's jaw dropped. She knew herself all too well to know that she'd be hounding Joy until it slipped out, but she couldn't believe what she just heard.

'You're having a girl?'

Joy smiles at her, nodding excitedly. Victoria grins.

'I am so excited! We're going to have another girl to dress and play with and enjoy reading children's books to.' Joy smiles, and adds, 'Remember that we're going to have to enjoy sleep while we can, because when the baby comes, there goes our energy.'

Victoria shrugs. 'Sadie was rambunctious as a four year old when she came to live with us...how much trouble can a baby be?'

Joy raises an eyebrow, 'Well, we have to feed her, change her, and play with her. A lot of this we did with Sade, but Sadie was easy...a very independent toddler. This is a baby we're talking about, sweetheart.'

Victoria thinks for a moment, then realizes. Babies were a whole different ballgame. She looks at Joy, raising an eyebrow. Joy just laughs at the reaction. She knew what Victoria was thinking.

'Babe, we'll survive. We have Sadie and I'll be hiring a nanny after our little girl is born to help with our new daughter.'

Victoria looks at her, 'A nanny? I don't know if I want to do to our kids what I did to their step siblings.'

Joy puts a hand on her leg, 'Sweetheart, it's just so that way we can have someone there for the kids when we cant. We can't rely on Melanie as much when we return to Cleveland.' Victoria grips Joy's hand.

'That is, if we decide to return to Cleveland.'

Joy gently presses her into a hug, and Victoria gives her a kiss on the lips. She looks down at the small bump that was beginning to show, and looks at Joy.

'May I?' she asks, smiling.

Joy smiles and nods. Victoria comes from behind and wraps her arms around Joy's waist, her palms resting on her four months pregnant belly. She slips a hand in her shirt, her fingers touching the coolness of Joy's skin. Her fingers play gently with the roundness which had been forming, tracing endless circles against the bump.

'What should we name her, have you even considered a name for her yet?'

She continues the loving action, and Joy smiles, grasping her hand, lacing her fingers through Victoria's.

'No, dear…haven't really thought of a name that would fit with Scroggs-Chase as her last name. Both kids were to take both Victoria's and Joy's last name, as it was easier. Victoria and Joy decided to not take each other's last names when they were going to be married; they felt it would be easier for Victoria professionally to keep her own name. But Joy did leave the option open for Victoria to have her legal name hyphenated. Victoria wasn't so sure yet, they were engaged to be married, but due to Joy's pregnancy, they decided to hold off on the wedding until after the baby was born.

So far, Joy had a smooth pregnancy. Not a lot of morning sickness, or weird cravings. Victoria always stood by, even if it was holding Joy's hair and gently rubbing her back as she had her morning sickness, or going to all parts of town just for a foot long. She wanted to prove Joy that she was there and she cared. She looks at Joy, noticing how beautiful she looked with the glow of impending motherhood. And this time, she actually would get to raise the child herself. She would be complete. Finally, after years of regretting giving up Owen, she would be able to finally have a full family of her own. With a wife who cared deeply about her. She smiles at the thought, as she is giving Joy a foot massage.

'What are you thinking about, sweetheart?'

Victoria kneads the arches and looks up, 'Oh well I've been thinking how now that you're having a baby, it means you've finally completed your goal, to have a family and have two children to raise yourself. I'd say you've outdone yourself when it comes to being a mother and a loving wife.'

Joy smiles, 'You've been great too. I've never seen you so caring, so thoughtful.'

Victoria continues to massage Joy's foot, and sighs, 'Joy, you know I want this baby for us as much as you do. I want to be the protective wife. I don't want you or the baby hurt.' She reaches over to touch the small bump, and Joy places her own hand there, tears forming in her eyes.

'It's the hormones, but that was the sweetest thing to say. I'm touched at how much you care.'

Victoria sets Joy's one foot down, and starts massaging the other.

'I love you, my dear. We're going to be married in a year, of course I care. I'm your wife.'

Joy giggled. 'You know, you're good at massages. You always know where my tension is.'

Victoria smirks, 'Well you shouldn't wear four inch stilettos when four months pregnant.'

Joy pouted, and said, 'But I can't part without wearing them for the next five months. I love the feeling of being taller.'

Victoria continues to knead her foot, and groans, 'Honey, you and I aren't that much different height wise. I'm less than a fourth taller.'

Joy raises an eyebrow. 'So you just don't want me to wear heels because of you?'

Victoria sets the other foot down. 'Sweetie, good god no. I love you in heels…but think of your poor feet. You're pregnant, love. Your feet swell up every day.'

Joy looks at her, sneering.

Victoria raises an eyebrow. 'Joy, babe, please don't be snarky. It isn't becoming.'

Joy looks at her, then responds, 'God, Tori…you sound like my mother.'

Victoria takes her hand in her own, lacing her fingers through Joy's.

'Honey, I just care…okay?'