Rhonda woke up with a start. She felt something. Did she feel something? Suddenly her body signaled so she counted. Was she awake? Glancing at the time it was around two in the morning. Feeling another wake up call, Rhonda grabbed Curly's arm. She shook him as another hit her. This was too close in between.

"Curly." She didn't bother to whisper. Why should she? "Curly." Still he didn't wake. "CURLY!"

Rolling off the bed and hitting the ground, Curly's head picked up. "Wha? Huh? My goddess?"

She got off the bed slowly to fetch some clothes. "Take me to the hospital now. He's coming."

Still asleep, he wondered what she was talking about until his eyes bulged. "The baby's coming." Suddenly on his feet in a way he always managed, Curly threw his clothes on before helping her out. Grabbing her bag he realized he didn't have his car. "I don't have my car."

"No duh. Take my car." Rhonda told him as they left the bedroom to head to the door. Writing a quick note, they went downstairs so she can put the note on Nadine's door. No need to wake up her best friend right now.

Curly started calming down just to help her in the car and drive her to the hospital. He's going to be a dad. A dad! He was cheering on the inside. Listening to her breath, he placed his hand on her stomach. "Our son is coming."

Rhonda smiled in between her breathing. She wanted to talk. Wanted to chew out what felt like the longest drive to the hospital in her life. Leaning her head back, she wanted to silently talk to their child.

Arriving at the hospital, Curly ran in to get a wheelchair. Coming back out, he helped her in and wheeled her in to the front desk. "She's having a baby." He announced.

A nurse came to them to ask her how many minutes apart. Rhonda was now gritting her teeth between the pain. "I'd say five minutes now. I've been timing it. Get him out of me." She demanded.

Quickly seeing the young woman practically grinding her teeth down to the gums, the nurse nodded her head before going to take the helm of the wheel chair to bring her to a room. "Page Dr Holister right away."

"No! My doctor is Dr Janine Nestler. I need to have her. My name is Rhonda Wellington-Lloyd." Rhonda almost screamed out as her hands gripped the armrests.

"And you sir?" The nurse questioned.

"I'm the father of the baby. Help her." Curly couldn't stand to see her in pain.

The nurse had been in this profession a long time to see this behavior from both parties. "We are. Page Dr Janine Nestler for her patient, Rhonda Wellington-Lloyd." She corrected. "Alright you two's let's go."

X

Even Rhonda knew it would be stupid to hold off on her doctor anymore as she let the current doctor help deliver her baby. The pain was intense.

"Agh! I feel like I'm pushing out a limo. Ugh!" Rhonda half yelled out, half gritted out. "Oh god I'm so tired." Putting her head back, she felt the sweat pouring down her brow. "Curly do it for me."

"I wish I could for you. I'd do anything for you." Patting her forehead gently, Curly saw how her eye just glared at him. "Yeah I'm sure you want to kill me."

"No, but imagine that limo coming out of your pee hole then tell me how you feel." Feeling the urge to push again, Rhonda gritted her teeth. "Oh god how long have I been here?!"

Curly wanted to answer. He really did, but all he imagined was her strangling him. They have been here for a few hours now. His safe bet was the doctor. "Is he in there with super glue?"

The doctor spared him a brief glance. "No. The first one is normally the longest in my experience."

Rhonda wondered if the kid wasn't a limo, but a tank. "Oh gosh."

A smile came across the doctor's face. "His head is emerging. Ms Lloyd, push." He ordered.

Doing as he instructed, Rhonda pushed hard. She didn't hear anyone else beyond her. She heard her heartbeat beating like a brass drum inside her ears. She felt Curly holding her hand. Felt the pain in her jaw before hearing the best sound of her life.

"Wahhhh."

Rhonda laid back laughing with relief. Her eyes opened up to watch the nurse take the baby after they cut the umbilical cord. She tried to see him. She could tell that Curly did too. Their son was born. Now she wanted to hold him. Wanted to immediately bond. "Can you see him, Curly?"

"No." He stood on his tippy toes to try to peer over the shoulders of the nurses. He wanted badly to go over there, but her hand was still firmly latched on to his.

The nurse lifted the baby up. "Congratulations, mommy and daddy. We weighed your son at 9lbs and 10 ounces." Turning around to head over to, Rhonda. "Would you like to hold him?"

Releasing Curly's hand, Rhonda brought her arms out. "Yes." It felt like slow motion. It felt like heaven too as she placed him in her arms. The weight welcoming as she brought him closer against her to gaze upon the face she had been dreaming about. "You are so perfect." The way the words tumbled out had her breathing out a sigh of relief. "Thad."

Moving one hand in her hair, Curly looked at his son in awe. "We really made this."

"We did." Lifting her head up, Rhonda kissed him. "Our son."

"Do you have a name for him?" The nurse spoke up.

They both mentally agreed to the name. "Charles Xavier Lloyd-Gammelthorpe." They both said at the same time.

Nodding her head, the nurse filled out the information. "Once again, congratulations. I'll leave you alone with him for now."

They both couldn't take their eyes off of him. They feared that the second that they did that he was just a dream.

In the kitchen of a farmhouse, Lila was busy making a pie when she heard a text come through. Picking it up she cheered at the news. "Oh this is ever so wonderful."

"What is?" Arnie asked his now wife.

"Rhonda and Curly had their baby today. Isn't that oh so wonderful?"

Snorting and blinking, Arnie couldn't do the same excitement level as her. Something she will always forgive him for. "Yeah it is." Grabbing an apple and walking to the side door, Arnie winked at her. "Not as wonderful as when we have one."

Lila clasped her hands together. "We will one day. We ever so will."

X

Wrapping his arms around Phoebe, Gerald kissed her. "There is a new baby in town." He announced.

"They finally had him. Do they know what they named him?"

X

"Charles Xavier Lloyd-Gammelthorpe." Arnold told Helga as they remained lying in bed.

Her eyebrow went up. "That's cool. Does Rhonda have any idea that they named their child after an X-man?"

Chuckling, Arnold laid on his side. "No, but I have an idea that she will one day soon."

Giving a half shrug, Helga smirked. "No matter. There is a new bundle of joy in the world. Kids are pretty cool."

"They are." Kissing her, Arnold couldn't wait to have a baby of their own one day.

As Rhonda rested it the hospital, Curly went to his home to shower and change his clothes. Grabbing something to eat he spotted multiple congratulation texts from all their friends and family. Spotting one from, Nadine he told her that she would love to see her later, but Rhonda was resting right now. Hearing his phone vibrate to show him she will stop by much later, Curly placed his phone on the charger.

Drinking his coffee he heard his door being knocked on. He was exhausted himself. He even wanted to get back just to sleep next to, Rhonda. Grunting his disapproval at whomever was knocking on the door, he answered it to find Brenda standing there. "Hi Brenda."

"Congratulations papa." Raising her phone up to show him his mass text, Brenda stepped inside. "How does it feel?"

"Great! The moment they put your baby down in front of you, it intensifies your feeling of love for what you produced. It is astounding. I can't believe I helped make him." Curly sat down on his couch almost too tempted into falling asleep right now. "How are you?"

Coming over, Brenda sat down near him. "I'm decent. I actually wondered if you stopped by here to possibly clean up or something."

Curly examined her to see she was wearing a white and yellow sun dress. "You look lovely today."

Her heart pumped at the proximity she put herself in. At the words he just said. "I appreciate that."

"I love that you came over, Brenda. Can I ask why after breaking it off with me to figure things out?"

"I have a feeling that you already worked out your feelings. I know you want to be with her." Seeing his mouth open, Brenda placed her hand on his lap. "I'm fine with that. I expected it actually. I love you very much and to love someone you still want to support them."

Closing his eyes at the feeling of her hand on his lap, Curly opened them to stare at that delicate hand. "Yes I made my decision, but seeing that she is in therapy I won't rush her to be with me like that. I will wait for her still."

"You are noble. I admire that."

"I wish I wasn't noble." Placing his hand over hers, Curly brought it up to kiss her hand. "I will always love you too, but how I feel for her is much stronger."

Leaning closer, Brenda kissed his cheek. "I want you to get everything you desire. Do you think we can be friends still?"

Curly wondered if he could seeing that he still loved her, but knowing he had Rhonda's affections he smiled. "I don't see why not. You are a really nice person, but we need to hold off on too much of the physical contact. One there will a temptation and two, it might hurt Rhonda."

That was sad, but she agreed to it. Anything to keep him in her life. She couldn't stand the thought of not even talking to him at all. She trusted him. She enjoyed talking to him. "One hug and then I'll let you go."

Both standing up, Curly hugged her. "One day I might need you to free the animals."

Snickering at his cuteness, Brenday also enjoyed this hug. "Deal."

When Rhonda woke up she saw that Curly was asleep with his head on her bed while sitting on a chair. Running her hand through his hair, she sighed in contentment. He told her that Brenda broke up with him temporarily so he can make a decision on them both. Last night he told her he chose her. Rhonda loved that, but felt bad for Brenda. She smiled at that thought simply enjoying that she wasn't selfish. She didn't want to rub her face in it. She wanted to hang out with her. Be friends with her. She knew that Brenda loved, Curly. She also had a feeling that he would remain friends with her.

Watching a nurse head in with a huge bouquet of flowers, Rhonda accepted it seeing that it came from her friends. She had a feeling that Nadine was responsible for getting to lend a hand.

"Did I sleep in a rose garden again?" Curly mumbled. "I hate when I do that when there are better flowers to wake up around. Ones that don't stab you."

Moving her hand through his hair again, Rhonda loved how cute he looked. "It's from our friends."

Smiling, Curly wanted to stand up, but was in a state of spaghetti legs right now. "I love you, Rhonda."

"It's time to stop chasing me, Curly." Watching his crestfallen expression, Rhonda felt at ease running her hands through his silken locks. "You caught me. I'm all yours."

Lifting his head up he wondered if he was dreaming. "What about your shrink?"

"It's fine. He knew if you wanted me and I wanted you back than he knows it will be a healthy relationship." Cupping his chin, Rhonda smiled at him. "Do you still want me?"

Moving up, Curly kissed her fervently. "Yes."

Walking out of the library at closing time, John was tackled by Eugene. Standing there watching them flirt and make out, Helga issued out a good night to them both. She knew she shouldn't of walked off alone so she readied her pepper spray and keys as she walked swiftly to her vehicle.

Reaching close to the parking lot she saw her car in full view prompting her to pick up her step. She wanted to get home to her fiance and daughter. There were things she couldn't wait for knowing how much joy they brought her.

"Hey baby."

Helga ignored the voice as she picked up her step. She didn't want the same thing to happen like last time. Feeling herself grabbed had her screaming and stomping her foot down. Turning abruptly she noticed how he stepped back to open up his trench coat to reveal nothing underneath.

"You like what you see?" He waggled himself around happily.

She curled up her lip. "Not into weenie tots." Bringing up her pepper spray she pointed it at him. "Care to leave this campus now. I bet you don't work here."

"HEY!"

Spotting John coming behind him, Helga grinned as he seemed to shrink up more before her eyes. "Sorry, my bad. I mean to say tater tot."

Closing his trench up the man rushed off before he was beaten up.

Rushing towards her with Eugene behind him, John felt so bad for leaving her like that. "I'm so sorry, Helga. I wasn't thinking."

Placing her spray away, Helga merely shrugged as she spotted Eugene's state. "Now that obviously isn't a weenie tot he's pitching."

Eugene blushed as he went to cross his hands in front of his endowment while John looked proud. "No he certainly isn't." John agreed.

Still seeing Eugene throughly embarrassed, Helga shook her head. "Don't be like that, Eugene."

"I wasn't thinking. It was the thrill of watching him rush into action, and well I got excited." Bowing his head down, Eugene kicked the pavement.

Chuckling lightly, Helga stepped towards him to whisper. "Be proud of what you have. He is. Why don't you take him home and enjoy yourselves." Stepping back she winked before turning away. "Now walk me to my car, boys."

X

After hearing she got flashed, Arnold waited for her in their bedroom. He was thankful that John and Eugene came along. He was happy she is safe. He knew that no place was really safe from deviants. Sighing he stepped into the closet to do something just as Helga stepped back into the bedroom. Hearing the familiar click on the door handle, Arnold stepped out from the closet.

"Milady."

Turning to face him, Helga beamed at him standing there with himself in a trench, exposing himself. "Now if you did that I would of taken you to the car and made love to you."

"There is still time for that." He hinted. Winking at her, Arnold walked over to the door. "Would you like to?"

Her mouth opened up at the thought of them doing that. "I hope that garage door locks from the inside."

"Of course."

Grabbing a couple of condoms, Helga and him made their way downstairs to the garage. Locking and bolting the door, Helga removed her robe to head to the backseat. "Come on, Mr Shortman."

Removing his trench and placing it on the hood of the car, Arnold returned the sentiment. "With pleasure." Getting in the car he moved on top of her. "Mrs Shortman."

Giggling, Helga helped him slide on the protection before proceeding to have hot steamy sex together. "This is a nice way to end the night."

He couldn't agree more as he increased his pace. "I hope you like Paris."

"Of course. Why do you say that?"

He hoped she wouldn't object. "Because that is where we are going on our honeymoon."

She stopped to gape at him. "I thought we agreed to something economical."

"I never told you about me having a savings account that I set up for a future trip to San Lorenzo to find my parents. Seeing that they are found and are here. I'm spending it on spoiling my wife. Now don't argue." Arnold continued to see that her expression just didn't change. "Helga?"

She was stunned. Flattered. "Any other thing you never told me?"

"Sure. You made me into a sex addict. I'm not joking there. I'm happily a sex addict."

Laughing at that, Helga moved her hips. "So am I. Thank you, Arnold. I don't know what to say."

"You just did." Kissing her, Arnold met her movements. "You make me happy."

"You make me happy. Now don't stop."

Grunting, Arnold agreed to that silently as possible as they continued to make love.

A/N: I know there is another Charles Xavier, but since this is Curly I wanted the first bit of tongue in cheek action. :P The other part was the flasher. I remember when I was a kid, my parents and some of the other kids parents, brought all of us down to the stream to play there all day. When we were wandering back to the cars, we all turned around to find this man just standing there flashing us. All of kids grabbed a bunch of rocks and threw it at him. I was 9 at the time. All of our parents not only were laughing, but congratulated us because what he was doing was wrong.