It had been two weeks since Derek found out about Lexi. He dreaded telling his mother but the longer he took the worse it would be. His mother had an ideal of how her son's life was supposed to go. He knew that. She wanted a wife and bunch of grandbabies. Not with a girl he hardly knew. He debated on the best way to tell her. Then he had to deal with Sarah and Desi. Sarah would be furious with him. Likely even more then his mom. Desi would come around quickly. He always got along better with her than Sarah. Sarah thought there was no good woman for him. Derek gave up on meeting her standards a long time ago. If they really knew how he had been living his life, one woman after another, and then getting one pregnant, they would think he was a disgrace to the family.

He had put off calling her for too long. He hit the speed dial before he could change his mind. On the second ring she answered. "Hi Baby."

"Hi Mama."

"What's wrong?" Shit. He wanted to sweeten her up before he dropped the bomb.

"Nothing. Why'd you ask?"

"Honey you might be a profiler but I'm your mother. I know when something's wrong. Call it Mom's intuition. So spill."

"You're not going to be very happy about it." He warned, thinking of the best way to tell her.

"It can't be that bad honey." She laughed. Oh but it is, He thought to himself.

"Well you know how you always wanted grandbabies?"

"Yes....."

"Well...." There was complete silence on the other end. He could practically hear the thoughts running through her mind.

"Derek, please tell me you didn't." She whispered.

"It's not as bad as your thinking."

"You didn't get some tramp pregnant?"

"She's not a tramp—"

"But she's still pregnant?"

"Ah...yeah she is. But Mama—"

"No buts Derek! We raised you better then that! How could you do this to your family! To your fathers memory. He didn't die so you could live your life like a playboy." He could almost see the tears on her face from the phone. He tried and failed to get a word in; she was in a tirade. His mother had never been so angry with him. Not even when he got arrested for fighting when he was 13. Finally she relented to catch her breath. "It's not like that Mama."

"Well then what is it like?" She snapped.

"She's different. Not like the other girls I dated."

"I haven't met one girl you've dated in the last 10 years." Derek tried to think of the last girl he'd brought home. He was pretty sure he remembered his sisters tearing into her. About a month later they broke up.

"I'm sure it hasn't been 10 years."

"Either way I want to meet this girl." His mother said with finality. He pretty much would agree to anything. His mother meant everything to him. He couldn't stand her being mad at him; she was the only parent he had left.

"Okay. Sure."

"As soon as possible."

"Right."

"This weekend." What? He thought to himself. She couldn't some down this weekend. She'd only been to his apartment once or twice, and he planned on calling up Lexi to hang out or whatever couples did. He didn't want Lex to be chased off.

"But Mama."

"Derek." She warned. "I can fly down on Friday."

"That's gonna be expensive."

"I'll manage." He couldn't think of an excuse to stop her. She hung up shortly after. He thought the worse would be over now, but it was far from over.

*~*

He had two more phone calls before he went to bed. He called Lexi to let her in on the developments. Not that she likely cared, he thought pessimistically. Since the Gala she had been cool and distant, but not outright bitchy. Before she was pregnant (or before he had found out she was pregnant) he had called her at least once a day. To catch up, hear her voice or whatever it was that day. Now he was trying to resist calling her multiple times a day. She needed her space, he had been told. But today he had a genuine excuse to call her. And they were hard to come by.

She took his mother coming down well enough. She was neither surprised nor shocked. She didn't sound worried. He wanted so much more from her. But he knew from past experiences that latching yourself onto a woman who was close to ditching you was the worst thing you could do. It made the ditching that much more faster, and much more painful. He would not do that again.

The second phone call he received after he went to bed and was just drifting on to sleep. Listening to it ring he guessed it was either Sarah or Desi.

"Yo." He answered groggily.

"Mama is so mad at you Derek." The voice laughed in the phone. It was Desi. Thank god.

"I know."

"Did you really get someone pregnant?" She said seriously.

He sighed into the phone. "Yeah. I did."

"So what are you gonna do?"

"I dunno. Is Mama still coming down on Friday?"

"Yeah, she already got a substitute for her classes. But don't worry she'll be leaving by Sunday."

"Listen Des you gotta do some damage work up there. It really isn't as bad as it seems."

"How so?" How could he describe it?

"She isn't just some girl. I mean we had a really good thing going on before...well...before it got messed up. She's really smart to. And I'm not gonna be a deadbeat about this. I'm going make it work. I just don't want Mama coming up here..."

"And making it worse. I know. I'm her daughter to. I know how she can be sometimes."

"So help me out here."

"I'll do my best. I gotta get off the phone. My roommate looks like she's about to shoot me. Bye."

"Bye."

He actually felt a lot more at peace after talking to his sister. Hopefully she could calm his mom and Sarah down enough for them to be nice. He knew Desi was on his side and she would do her best. Now all he had to do was impress his mother and Lexi. Bring it on.

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A/N: So I renamed the story cause I was really feelin' the title fit with it. I like the new one much better lol.

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