What's Yours...

I don't like the idea of a Molly Sloan/Ryan Wolfe relationship. I prefer him and Natalia.

The day didn't start out well for Ryan before even heading to the autopsy theater. A new DNA technician named Molly hit on him in the locker room, rolling her eyes when he told her he was married and to back off–in no uncertain terms.

"It's not like she's gotta find to out," Molly replied. "Your life can't too exciting going home to a toddler and a wife. Besides I heard she's pregnant. She can't be giving you too much right now. And the kid's got to get on your nerves after all day."

Ryan begged to differ on all accounts.

Horatio interrupted the situation before she again rubbed up against Ryan's shoulder.

"Miss Sloan, my office. Immediately."

Molly Sloan had had a history of sexually harassing male co-workers and also had several affairs with co-workers, and male spouses of co-workers. There was a rumor her four-year-old son, Joey belonged to the husband of her former female supervisor. Hiring her, Molly had promised Horatio those days were behind her and she wouldn't behave that way at the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. How quickly that promise went bust when she thought she wasn't being watched. Horatio knew that Ryan would never be unfaithful to Emily, but if he ever did, it would not be at the lab where friends could see it and they could, and would tell Emily.

A short time later, minutes before heading to the morgue Horatio met with Ryan. Molly's reaction to Horatio's lecture in his office was to resign before he could tell her she was fired. She wouldn't be a problem to anyone anymore.

On to autopsy, Ryan thought.

The mystery to where Kelly Pittman's engagement ring was, was solved. The killer had put it in the throat of Jason Lily, her fiancé.

This only furthered the suspicion that the murders had to do with the couple's upcoming nuptials. Every person they had spoken to, even family and friends of the other couple had said Kelly's mother Sharon was incensed by the engagement and would do "anything" to stop the wedding from going ahead.

Emily sighed heavily.

"What's going on, babe?" Ryan said walking into their bedroom to get ready for bed.

"I can't believe my clothes are feeling tight already."

Ryan smiled softly and kissed the side of Emily's head as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Underneath her clothes the shape of her body was already starting to change, she already had a tiny belly. Alexx had assured Emily this was normal being her second pregnancy.

"You're beautiful," he said to her.

"You wanna have sex, don't you?"

"Well...yeah."

"Good. 'Cause so do I," Emily said, pushing Ryan back onto the bed.

Hoping to be intimate with his wife Ryan had locked their bedroom door in case Bella decided to get out of bed. For the past two nights, she had decided to sleep in her "princess" bed. She usually called out to them however and they would hear her on the baby monitor. Emily knew about Molly Sloan's advances on Ryan and wasn't mad with him. She was secure in their marriage; she knew Ryan wanted her and only her. Besides, it only proved her point Ryan was sexy.

"You were on my side of the closet again, I see," Ryan said to Emily hours later. The only other piece of clothing he had removed from her body beside her panties before they made love was one of his t-shirts.

"You know the saying. 'What's yours is mine, what's mine is my own.' I'm nice though," Emily smiled. "You're welcome to wear my clothes. I'm sure my pink Betty Boop lounging pants would look great on you."

"I'll pass, thanks," Ryan replied.

"Dada!"

A little voice came through the baby monitor and the red light on the device flickered. It was 3:30am.

"That would be you," Emily said not moving a muscle or opening her eyes. "I'm still off the clock for another three hours."

Ryan shook his head. "First, you take my clothes then you force me to get out of bed 3:30 in the morning."

"Dada!" Bella called out.

"Oh, you poor thing! You better move. Sounds like someone is getting impatient."

"This only proves what I'd do for you," Ryan said as he left the room.

Oatmeal & First Hello's

"You know, this is pretty tasty for kid stuff," Ryan said, testing Bella's Cookies and Creme instant oatmeal before placing it in front of her.

"It is. Why do you think I always buy two boxes? I eat it, too."

Plain oatmeal or Campbell's chicken noodle soup was all Emily could keep down on the occasional bad days she had during pregnancy. However she ate the Cookies and Creme variety sometimes because she enjoyed the taste. It was one of the mornings that Ryan was able to have leisurely breakfast with his family. It was a rare happening but something he savored. He would meet up with Emily later that afternoon. Her first ultrasound was today at 1:30pm.

Both Emily and Ryan became teary-eyed seeing the image of their second baby on the ultrasound screen. The technician told them she wasn't able to tell them the gender of the unborn baby yet. She said she would be able to tell the parents-to-be that with certainty in another month. That was fine with them. This time the couple were less sure if they wanted to know the baby's sex before birth. Though the women didn't say so, she hinted to the couple a few times that the baby Emily was carrying was a boy.

Still not that it mattered. Both parents left the office with a printout of the baby.

"I love you. Both of you," Ryan said, kissing his wife passionately in the parking lot before opening the door of her car for her. "I'll be home as soon as I can."

Emily smiled, running her fingers through Ryan's hair before wrapping her arms around his neck and returning the gesture.

"I love you, too. Be careful."

"Always, babe."

Bella wasn't sure what to think about the print that her mom showed her when she came home. But she did point from Emily's belly to the photo and ask "baby?"

"That's right, sweetheart," she said, kissing Bella on the head when the little girl climbed into her lap. "That's your baby."

Emily thought it would be neat if their second child turned out to be a boy. She had always wondered what it would be like to raise a "little Ryan" even if that wouldn't be his name. Bella was still nearly identical to her father, except for her blue eyes. At birth, her eyes appeared hazel, the same color as Ryan, But by the time she was three months old they were a bright blue like Emily's. How many children the couple planned to have they weren't sure yet. Even if they did have a little boy this time, depending on how they found life with two children, a third wasn't out of the question. And contrary to how some people thought nowadays, if they were to have a third child, or more, "finances" was certainly on the list but on the top of it.

"The excitement must be really sinking in for you guys, now, huh, Wolfe?" Walter asked Ryan. "Gonna be junior this time?"

Ryan laughed and shook his head.

"Not if Emily has anything to say about the matter. She hates the notation with a passion."

A thought of having a son did stir some excitement in Ryan but if that wasn't the case he wouldn't take for granted that he were a very blessed man. Most people who wanted to find their first love after years had to search for that person. Most of the time the person wasn't found in the same city, and by pure chance across the restaurant where you're eating lunch with your co-workers. If that didn't make him lucky enough, at least in his view, he had the most beautiful daughter in the world.

And a second daughter would be great too.

"You're better than mommy with those! Don't let daddy see," Ryan heard when he walked in to the porch of his home that evening.

Emily had ordered dinner from a new Asian take-out place that had opened a week ago. She was eating chicken with teriyaki sauce and noodles with a fork. Bella was eating noodles.

With chop sticks.

When she saw her husband walk in, grinning, she said "one word from you and I'm shoving these up your nostrils," she said referring to the set of chopsticks that came with her meal.

"You wouldn't," Ryan said.

"Wanna call my bluff on that?" Emily called after her husband as he walked down the hall to change his clothes before eating. "Just for that, your beef and broccoli might disappear before you get here!"

"Oh, I doubt that!" Ryan called back

He knew how much his wife hated broccoli.

Both the couple agreed that the food wasn't the worst but they wouldn't be ordering from there again.

"You think it's a boy?" Emily asked Ryan that night. She was laying with her head on Ryan's lap

"I don't know," Ryan mused, running his fingers gingerly down his wife's side. "But I do know I'm happy, no matter what."

The new baby's ultrasound print was on the inside of his or her father's locker door. Part of him was curious to know the sex of the baby but another part of him wanted it to be a surprise. He had a feeling though that the chance for this knowledge was going to be too much to resist in another month.

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