SOOOOOOOOOO sorry about the huge delay in the chapters… I painted myself in a corner with this AU shift and I didn't know how to get myself out. Then the whole drunken St. Patrick's day promise to publish some short stories I wrote than I can be paid for…that has turned into a colossal cluster fuck from hell…the 9th level of hell that is. Never let a drunk Scotsman talk you into anything after he's had 7 (we think it might have been more because we did loose count) Irish car bombs and you've had 2 screwdrivers and an Irish car bomb it's a BAAAAAD idea. (BTW an Irish car bomb is a drink made with a half pint of Guinness, a shot of Bailey's and a shot of Jameson whiskey, you pour the whiskey in the beer and then drop the Bailey's into the Guinness and you have to drink it before the Bailey's curdles… like I said BAD idea). Anyways here is a short chapter…don't shoot there will be more soon.

"Did you expect him to be?" Jethro asked with a small amount of humor in his voice.

"No, not especially." The FBI agent shook her head as she answered.

Walking away Jethro said, "I'm going to check on Tony."

In the bedroom, Jethro found Tony curled in to a ball on his bed. "Hey are you alright?"

"I don't know Jet, I was thought I was getting a handle on this, dealing with it. But now no…not really. How can I be…damn, I can't even say it Jet. How am I going to do this?"

"We'll figure it out, Tony."

"How? We don't know what it will do to my need for blood or the sex. Let alone how fast this will happen. I'm glad you're the father, but Jet I don't think I can do this. But I don't want to hurt you by saying I won't do it." Tony wouldn't look Jethro in the face, he knew not being ecstatic about this would hurt his lover, but there were too many problems. He felt the bed dip and knew he was going to have to see the hurt in Jethro's face. Looking up confirmed it Jethro was hurt.

"Hey I'm not upset Tony."

"Bullshit, I can see it in your face."

"I'm scared just as much as you. I've lost one family, I don't want to lose another. I don't know if I do want another child. After Kelly, it was never an option." Jethro pulled Tony into his arms and was stroking the shaken vampire's hair. "It is up to you. I think you should take a few days of leave and think about this though. This maybe a onetime shot."

"What would we tell Vance?"

"We'll think of something."

"What would we tell him if I decide to try to have the baby?"

"Tony you have over a year of leave on the books. Tell him you want to take a break, if we have to take on a TAD then we take on a TAD but we will have it in writing that when your back, they're gone. I think you need to talk to Ducky and have him go with you to Michele's lab." Feeling Tony stiffen, Jethro hugged the man tighter. "No now listen I know you don't want to be a lab rat and Ducky will keep that to a minimum, but they have knowledge that would take Ducky and Abby years to catch up on. Let them see what they can find out before you decide. This may not even be something that is possible to finish."

"You've got a point. Yeah alright. Are they still here?"

"Were when I came in."

Sighing Tony pushed away from Jethro and got up. "Then I guess I'll go talk to them…you know even among freaks I'm a freak."

"No Tony you're just you."

In the living room, Michele and Yasmine were talking to Abby.

"Where's Ducky at?"

"Here Anthony, I was just heating water for tea."

Looking at Michele and Yasmine Tony stammered out, "Um yeah I uh will I mean I don't want well fine I'll talk to your doctors and they can take a look at…" sighing heavily, "they can take a look at me and the rugrat but Ducky or Abby or both of them has to be there. And no one gets to even think about borrowing either one of them, for anything. Not as lunch or as scientists, they are ours you can't have them."

Michele raised an eyebrow but said nothing, Yasmine smiled and just nodded.

"When would you like to do this?" Michele finally questioned.

Tony looked at Ducky and Abby they both shrugged their shoulders.

"The sooner the better, I suppose, tomorrow?" Tony offered.

Michele's eyes opened wiped he was surprised that Tony would want to submit to the tests so soon. Yasmine was just as surprised but was able to hide her astonishment faster. Abby however squealed in delight, "Do I get to see the first picture?"

"Abby I don't want to um well get attached um until we know…" trailing off at the look on Abby's face when the realization hit that the baby might never be.

"Tomorrow." She whispered. Tony nodded and pulled Abby into his arms for a hug.

Not long after everyone left but Tony and Jethro. That night Jethro held an uncertain Tony while, they both tried to figure out how they felt about the news of the day.

Tony was jumbled more than he had been since well, he couldn't remember ever being so lost and confused. Tony knew Jet would eventually decide that he wanted a chance at be a father again. He loved children to much not to. Tony wasn't opposed to the idea but he knew if anyone found out about his change his life wouldn't be his own, if anyone found out about the pregnancy, neither his nor the baby's life would be theirs. Then there was the question of whether or not the baby would be alright, would the baby be like him, would be it be like Jethro, or a combination…to many questions.

Jethro was afraid for Tony. There were too many what ifs. What would the pregnancy do to Tony, would Tony survive, would the baby survive, would they both need blood? Could he deal with the pain of losing Tony if something happened, would he be able to love the baby as it deserved or would it be a shadow of what he had felt for Kelly. Too many what ifs.