Another late-hour update. The title is crap because I'm too lazy to come up with anything else. Have a nice day.

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Guess What

Mariam took long, purposeful strides. Her feet pounded a steady beat into the pavement, the soles of her sneakers sticking slightly in the humidity of the day. She stared straight ahead as she swerved through a great deal of New York's population, desperate to get away from the city's crowded center. She hastened her pace even more, not wanting to shy away at the last minute.

Finally, she reached the all-too-familiar PPB building. Project Power Beyblade had been completed years ago, but they still attached the name to their company and many of its new buildings.

The ex-Saint Shield got through security without a fuss – they knew her well by now. She took the elevator up a few floors and regretted it all the way. If she didn't keep moving, she ended up thinking too much and having to force herself not to turn back. It was all one great reason to take the stairs. By the time the elevator stopped she was pacing back and forth like a caged lion.

Relieved, she dashed out into the brightly lit, all white hallway. In her hurry to get to Max and away from her thoughts, Mariam almost passed up the door she knew he'd be working behind. She took a moment to decide how to say what she needed to. Knowing that coming right out and telling him would be easiest, she bit her lip and knocked on the door.

"Mariam!" Alan exclaimed as he answered the door. "Didn't we tell you to just walk in from now on?"

"To be honest with you, I really can't remember right now and I wouldn't want to disrupt anything." She sounded flustered. "I just really need to talk to Max right now. Can you send him out?"

"Yes, ma'am." He left her at the door as he went to get Max. Mariam couldn't help but smile when she heard Alan say: "Max! The wifey's here! Did you forget a birthday or was it your anniversary?"

Max's response was inaudible, but he met her in the hall within seconds.

"What's up?" he asked. "I thought you were gonna take a cab home after your appointment."

"I have to tell you something." Her hands twisted together nervously.

"What is it?"

"Maxie, I..." She took a shaky breath and clutched his shoulders. "I'm pregnant."

His jaw dropped.

"Y-you – really?" he spluttered.

Mariam nodded.

His face lit up to about a thousand watts as he twirled Mariam around, his childlike joy making her laugh along with him. He put her down and kissed her so forcefully that she almost fell backwards, already dizzy from all the spinning they'd done. They were still locked in a passionate embrace when Alan came to see what was going on.

"Are you two up to anything I should call security for?" He always chose the most interesting times to butt in.

Max pulled away from a blushing Mariam. He was somewhat out of breath when he enthused, "I'm gonna be a dad, Alan."

"Well congratulations!" He clapped Max on the back. "Everyone's going to be begging you to name the kid after them, you're going to have to deal with Mariam when she's even more annoying than usual, and, oh, just wait until your mom hears."

"I didn't think about that." Mariam looked mortified.

"All the bad things that are all worth it in the end?" Max questioned.

"No," she shook her head. "Your mom. I'd better get going before-"

"Why aren't you boys working?" Judy asked, rounding the corner.

"Mariam's having a baby." Alan blurted out, reveling in the malicious glare Mariam sent him. It was just so easy to get under her skin sometimes.

"Really?!" she half shouted, pressing her hands over her mouth and widening her big, blue eyes.

Max and Mariam both nodded, knowing that by the end of the day the news would have traveled all around the building twice.

Judy pulled the happy couple into an air-tight hug and proceeded to go off on a soon-to-be grandmother rampage. What were they going to name the baby? When had they found out? When was Mariam due? She didn't look like she was too far along. Who all knew? And it went on and on as she dragged them down the hall.

Alan laughed to himself at the things he did for fun. He'd get an earful from both of them later, but it was definitely worth it.

A/N: This isn't proofread well, so try to look past any mistakes. I'm off to bed in a few minutes.

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