Month Two: September 27

"Cammie…" I'll admit. I was whining. "It's been five minutes."

"I know that Zach."

"It can't possibly take that long." I spoke to the locked door in front of me.

"Well it does. Okay?"

"But Cam," I nervously drummed my fingers on the door frame. "It's just peeing on a stick."

"Sure, but there's a lot of pressure when your nagging husband is pacing outside the door!" She yelled.

I backed away instinctively at the sharp tone Cammie was using. By now, I was almost positive that she was pregnant. She'd become very… snippy.

I waited a few seconds before reproaching her. "I'm just trying to help, Cam."

"Well you're not. I can't do it! There's too much pressure."

I let my head fall against the door. "Cam," I said impatiently. "Pee on the stick."

"I can't!" She wailed.

"Do I need to come in there?" I joggled the door knob. It didn't budge.

"Zach!" She yelled.

"Fine." I grumbled, sulking to our bed and plumping my back down. "No pressure."

She sighed so loudly I could hear it clearly though the wall. "Don't say it like that. You sound so sarcastic."

"Just pee Gallagher Girl."

"I'm trying, but you're making it so hard!" She cried out.

I blew out a breath and folded my fingers together. "How about I go get some M&M's from the gas station down the street. Okay? You can take your time while I'm out."

I couldn't see her, but I knew she was smiling.

"That would be wonderful Zachary."

I laughed quietly to myself, trying not to disturb the beast. "I thought so."

Shoving my wallet into my pocket, I headed toward the door.

"I love you!" I called behind me.

"I love you too!"

"And no peeking until I'm back!"

I could hear her grumbling on my out of the house.

As I walked up our driveway, I could see Cammie standing on her tip-toes and peeking through the kitchen window.

"Well, I missed you too." I waltzed through the door, only to have her bolt towards the back of the house. I raced after her, M&M's in tow.

"Gosh Zach! You took forever." She scolded me over her shoulder.

"Says the woman who just spent twenty minutes trying to pee."

"It only took fourteen minutes." She defended herself stubbornly.

Women… I rolled my eyes, capturing her by the waist. "So it's done? The test?"

"Yes, yes it's done." Cammie struggled against my arms, stretching her hands out to the bathroom door. "Which means we can check it if you let me go."

I laughed happily. Cammie grunted.

"Oh alright Gallagher Girl, if you insist." But I really wanted to know the results too. If the subject at hand had been anything else, I probably would have pestered her longer. Not with this, though. I was too anxious.

She made a beeline for the sink with me at her heels. I tried to peek over her shoulder and get a glimpse, but the wrong side of the test was facing me. She snatched it up with two fingers, then spun on me.

"Eyes closed." She insisted, taking hold of my hand and placing it over my face.

Oh, she was adorable…

"You too." My hands were occupied with the task of blinding myself, so I nudged her encouragingly with my elbow.

She obliged.

"Okay…" She sounded so giddy. I didn't know what I'd do if she wasn't pregnant. I hoped I wouldn't have to figure something out. "Open!"

Before I even saw the stick, she was shrieking. I wasn't quite sure how to take that. Then, she threw her arms around my neck and clung to me like she was hanging from a set of monkey bars.

I took that as a good sign. Once the screaming died down, I asked the question.

"A baby?" I hadn't realized how badly I wanted one until I heard my voice. Desperately hopeful.

Cammie pulled her head away from my neck where she'd burrowed it. She was speechless, so her response was a very vigorous head nod.

"Cam!" I yelled along with her, spinning her in circles. My mouth kept trying to form words, but nothing came out. There simply wasn't word in my vocabulary that could express how I was feeling.

Everything felt dream-like. It was surreal. Shear happiness danced around us. I lost track of time. It was so strange… I'd never been so disconnected from my life. But this… this was just… Wow.

We stayed in that bathroom for who knows how long. There was a lot of hugging. A LOT of kissing. Even some M&M munching. But mostly, we just rambled to each other, trying to find an outlet for all of our joy.

I couldn't wait for a little Goode to be sleeping in this house. The idea flooded my mind with eager anticipation.

Cammie wafted around the room like she was dancing on clouds. I grinned at her and she laughed. We were on our way to a family.

So hello again! Am I lame or what? I mean seriously… I took FOREVER to update. Sorry about that! I won't bore you with excuses, but (rest assured) there are most definitely some excuses. Anyways, how'd you like it? I think there may have been a little fluff overdose, but that's just me. I'm looking forward to the next chapters so I hope you are too! They shall be much more entertaining. ;) Thank you so much for reading! Reviews are like the bendy straw to my root beer float. (In other words, PERFECTION!) Haha… Thanks guys! Write on! (Get it? Like right on but... like… with write.) God Bless.

~SpaceNut