Haha, short chapter I can do. I finished this almost immediately after the last one, just thought it needed more. I'm sorry guys, I've kinda blanked on the route this story was supposed to take. I swear to god I open it up several times a week and stare at it and try to remember/try to plot out again how I want it to go. I'll do my best to refocus. Hmm now that I'm writing this little apology ideas are running through me. I'm gonna go write these down before I forget again. Thanks for reading guys (and I'm sorry you had to email and review to get a new chapter out of me).

Chapter 33

"You've got to be kidding me." Carly says as I open the door.

"Good morning to you too Carly. I'm guessing you talked to Michael." I say as she walks in.

"Yea and the fact that I had to find this out from my son this morning as I was getting him ready for school…Not cool Jase."

"You and Sonny were out when I dropped Michael off."

"You couldn't have waited around? Come and found us? Told us before you told Michael?" Her voice raises several decibels on that last question.

"It was late Carly." I say with little patience in my voice.

"Oh," Brenda says with a slight frown walking into the living room, "it was your voice I heard."

"I can't believe you went and got yourself knocked up so he would stay with you." Carly launches on the attack that I had been expecting and preparing for all week.

"Oh oh" Brenda says coming alive, "I don't think so. You're a fine one to talk. Jason and I are married. Married Carly. How many times have you been married and then gotten pregnant. Then again how many times have you gotten pregnant and known who the father was."

"Guys" I say calmly.

"No Jason" they both say at the same time and then glare at each other.

"Do not tell my husband what to do." Brenda says.

"Your husband is my best friend" Carly says knocking her head to the side, their eyes both locked.

"I have a name and I'm in the room." Their eyes both turn on me. "Why are you so mad Carly?"

"How long have you known?"

"A couple of weeks." I honestly answer her; I'm not going to lie to please her.

"A couple of weeks, just how many weeks Jason."

"A couple generally means two Carly." Score one for Brenda, I hide my smile at her words.

Carly glares at her again and then turns back to me, "I'm your best friend."

"We wanted to tell Lila before we told anyone else."

"You didn't tell anyone until last night?"

Damn, Robin knows, lying suddenly seems like a good option, "Brenda told Robin when she found out."

"So she can tell her best friend but you can't tell yours?"

If I could have, I would have let everyone find out when we brought the baby home. "Brenda, can I have a few moments alone with Carly?"

Carly smirks and if I had any less self-control I would have groaned at that and the glare Brenda shot her as the brown eyes connected.

"I'm happy Carly." Is all I say once Brenda is out of the room.

"How can you be happy with her?" Carly's arm flings out to point at the door Brenda just exited.

There's the million dollar question, she's alive more so than anyone I've ever met, she actually seems to live her life as a good person and not just when it suits her, she puts others needs and wants in front of her own time and time again, she loves and she cares in a such a way…These aren't the answers Carly's looking for, Carly knows that Brenda is beautiful, she knows men drop before her feet, she wants to know why…Why is the true million dollar question, how many others have I known before who have all of those exact same qualities? Robin, Liz…Brenda's different though. "I don't know Carly, it just happened."

"When?" She shakes her head, "You couldn't stand her Jase."

When? Waking up with her in my arms? Holding her crying on the street? Those miniscule outfits worn around the apartment certainly hadn't helped…Who knows maybe it went back to the book of nursery rhymes, carting her stubborn ass around after the plane crash, seeing how broken she could be after Sonny left her. I shake my head again, I'd never be able to pin point when I started falling in love with her, "I don't know Carly."

"How can you not know?" There are tears in her eyes as she pleads.

"Just one morning I looked at her and…I just knew Carly."

"You love her more than me" her voice is low and soft as she states this.

"She's my wife Carly."

I watch as she battles herself, eventually the more mature part of Carly wins out, "I should be going; I'm meeting with the alcohol distributor this morning. Congratulations Jason, I know you'll be a wonderful father." She forces out with a nod and starts heading for the door.