"Hey," Jo said that night after she and Kendall enjoyed dinner at her place, just the two of them. "I talked to my mom earlier and she said the Van Landingham Estates has openings in June."

"Openings for what?" Kendall asked absent-mindedly as he surfed Scuttlebutter on his phone. Apparently, a lot of people were interested in the pregnancy rumor surrounding the Palmwoods. He had decided the best thing was to not comment on it at all.

"For weddings." She gave him look that said "Duh!"

Kendall looked up from his phone. "June? That's um, this June?"

"Oh, haha, no, sorry, next June…2015."

"Oh."

"I thought I was the one afraid of getting married so soon. Why do you sound scared?" She sat down in the chair next to him.

"I'm not scared."

"OK, keep believing that." Jo patted his cheek and then pecked his lips.

"Are you sure you want to get married in Charlotte? I mean all our friends are here."

"Yeah, but we can fly everyone there… Do you not want to get married in Charlotte?"

"I want to get married wherever you are."

"OK, keep saying corny things like that."

"What?"

Jo patted his knee and went to the living area.

"What?"

She sat down on her couch and gave her fiancé a look.

"Oh." He dropped his phone on the table and followed Jo. "You know I love you," he said in between kisses on her neck after starting out on her lips.

"I know."

"And you know I would marry you right now if that's what you wanted."

"I know."

"But you're the one who wants to wait."

"I know."

"July is a year and a half away."

"Yes."

"And you're okay with that?" He stopped kissing her and looked at her.

"Are you okay with that?"

"If that's what you want."

"June 13th and 19th are the available dates."

"Oh, you want to pick a date now." Kendall sat up straighter. The 13th and the 19th. "That's only six days apart?"

"Yeah, the 19th is a Friday. So, we'll take the 13th. Great, I'll call the venue tomorrow."

Kendall blinked. Wow. That was a bit fast. But, if that's what Jo wanted that's what would happen. He hoped she didn't turn into one of those bridezillas he'd seen on TV. Those girls were Crazy. But, that wasn't Jo. She was nice, normal, and down-to-earth. That's one of the things he loved about her. As her fame grew she stayed the same sweet girl from North Carolina he'd met when she first moved in.

.O.

James sat on the orange couch watching the end of a particularly boring movie with Lucy snuggled into his side asleep when Kendall and Jo entered the apartment.

"How does June 13, 2015 sound to you?" Kendall asked.

"Um, like a date?" James muted the TV and gave his attention to two of his best friends who both sat down on the round coffee table.

"For a wedding?"

"The baby'll be," James did math in his head, "nine months old. Things might not be so hectic for us then." He pulled a photo out of his back pocket and handed it to Jo since Kendall had already seen it. "That's Baby Diamond. There's the head and there's the feet. That's about as much as you can make out right now."

"Well, I think the baby looks just like you," Jo responding making cooing noises at the picture.

James wrinkled his brow. "Um, thanks?"

"How was the appointment?" She asked.

James's face took on a dreamy look. "We got to hear the heartbeat. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. I never heard anything so beautiful in my life."

Jo giggled.

"You'll understand when it's your child."

"I'm very excited for you, a little baby. When's the due date?"

"Sept. 22."

"A fall baby. Oh, this is so exciting!" Jo squealed. Lucy shifted and opened her eyes. "I didn't mean to wake you. We're just talking about the baby."

Lucy yawned. "If you don't mind, I'm going to bed."

"She's not doing well," James admitted once she left the apartment. "She's sick all the time. The doctor said it should be over in a few weeks, but I feel bad about it."

"It's just morning sickness." Jo put a hand on James's arm.

"I know," James sighed. "So, um, you picked a date for the wedding? It doesn't seem real, man. I've got a baby on the way and you're getting married. When did we grow up?" James's attention was taken when he noticed an image on the screen. "Oh my gosh!" He unmuted the TV.

"E! News has discovered that someone at the Palmwoods currently housing the boy band Big Time Rush and their girlfriends: pop princess Lucy Stone, and actresses Jo Taylor, Camille Roberts, and Alexa Vega took a home pregnancy test. Later today this photograph was taken."

"DAMN!" James yelled. The picture that had garnered his attention had reappeared. It was a shot of him and Lucy entering the gynecologist's office. They were wearing their oversized hoodies and hopefully were not recognizable.

"We cannot make out who the young couple is, but speculation has us believe that with the height of the male it is either Big Time Rush's Kendall Knight or James Diamond. A theory going around is that the girl is not dating Kendall or James but rather one of their other bandmates, Carlos Garcia or Logan Mitchell, and they are accompanying the girl to trick paparazzi. Rest assured, fans, E! News is on top of this investigation."

James immediately turned the TV off and began pacing the room.

"What the hell!" He shouted.

Jo stood up and put a hand on his arm.

"It's going to be okay."

"How the hell did they find out? Did they have someone watching every obstetrician's office from here to Seattle? They can't tell who that disguise is, but they know it's one of us. How in the hell do they know? This is so not going the way we planned." He sat down at the kitchen counter looking like he wanted to pull his hair out. "What do we do?"

"First, we calm down," Kendall advised. "That's out there." He pointed to the TV. "There's nothing we can do about that."

James groaned.

"What's the big deal? I mean, you're going to have to eventually tell people anyway."

"You know how the paparazzi are. You know how the media is. How can you tell me this isn't a big deal? This is a huge deal. This is a gigantic freakin' deal. This is—this is…"

"It's going to be okay," Jo reassured.

"You don't have to tell my mom the news."

.O.

"Josephine Taylor, will you tell me what is going on?" Her agent threw a gossip magazine on her desk. On the front cover was the doctor's office picture with the title "Big Time Baby On the Way?"

"That's not me!" Jo protested.

"You two are engaged to be married, yes?"

Kendall, who had been requested to accompany Jo to this sudden meeting with her agent, nodded.

"So, it would be wise to suggest that these baby rumors are about you?"

"What?!" Kendall shouted.

"I'm not pregnant!" Jo shouted at the same time.

"It's not about what really happened. Whatever they think happened happened. This can be good for your career or it can hurt your career."

"Huh?" Both Kendall and Jo asked.

"Good—people love babies. This will garner you plenty of attention from the media. You'll be all over. Love, love, love. Bad—you are pregnant before you're married. That will get some negative attention. Also, it'll take you out of acting for a while. I was just about to suggest you for the female lead in the new Peter Jackson movie."

"But, I'm NOT PREGNANT!" Jo said for what felt like the ten thousandth time.

"What's this about Peter Jackson?" Kendall asked intrigued.

"We'll have to do a press conference about this."

"I'M NOT PREGNANT and even if I was, why would I want to do a press conference? Honestly, do I need to take a pregnancy test to prove it to you?"

"I know you're not," her agent said, "but the rumors are out there."

"So what? We can't stop that and unlike what you did with Jett we are not feeding the fire good publicity or not. Now, what's this about Peter Jackson?"

Rusher Driver: Thank you for your reviews. I did write the poem myself, not much of a poet so thank you for liking that.

And to the guest you asked, does this satisfy?

In show-verse I bet the gossip magazines and media would use up every Big Time pun they could come up with.