Sweets smiled and squeezed his girlfriend tighter as he woke up. She half-giggled half-cooed when he did so.

"Good morning." Sweets murmured into her ear before kissing her on her jaw by her ear.

"Good morning, baby." Daisy said, turning over so she could face him. "So... did you have fun last night?"

"Definetly." Sweets smiled before feeling the baby kick through Daisy's belly, which was pressed his. "Morning to you to, little man." Sweets said, placing a hand on her bump.

"This is so... great. Do we have to go to work today?" Daisy asked, kissing him near his lips.

"Yes." Sweets smiled, moving the hand that was on her belly to the small of her back.

"Or we could just stay in bed all day." She smiled slyly before starting to trail kisses down his neck.

"As much fun as that sounds," Sweets laughed, pulling away from her, "I have to get ready for work."

"Fine. Don't forget that we have our first Lamaze class today, you can't miss it."

"I won't forget." Sweets said, kissing her forehead before shuffling out of bed.

"Lance, I'm serious! If you miss that class you are sleeping on the couch intill the baby is born!"

"I know, I know." Sweets smiled. "Want waffles?"

"Please."

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Sweets felt his stomach turn as the video continued. They were half way through their first Lamaze class and they were curtently watching a birthing video. It was gross, it really was. The miracle of life, however wonderful, was really freaking discusting. Eventually the video ended and the woman teaching the class flipped off the screen.

"Okay, we are going to have a short break and when we get back started we are going to cover some relaxation technics." The woman smiled. "Feel free to talk amongst yourselves."

The couples all stood up and started to mull around the room. Sweets personally felt a little awkward. Most of the couples here were married or older than him and Daisy.

"Hello, there! You said your name was Daisy, right?" A woman asked, walking up to the couple with her husband.

"Yes! I'm Daisy, this is my boyfriend, Lance." Daisy smiled, patting Lance's arm.

"Hi." Sweeets waved awkwardly.

"Hi, I'm Michelle and this is my husband, Tim." Michelle smiled.

"Hello."

"So what brings you here? You two don't seem like the planned pregnancy type." Tim said, tilting his head.

"Noooo, we had a little... oppsy while we were broken up and... here we are." Daisy said, sitting a hand on her belly.

"We understand." Michelle smiled, taking her husband's hand.

"You... do?" Sweets blinked.

"Well, Michelle and I were seperated for a few months and you know what they, absence makes the heart grow fonder?" Tim said, squeezing her hand.

"We bumped into eachother a few times and, well... I got pregnant. It was just what we needed. They say baby's can fix marriages."

"Great for you." Daisy smiled.

"So what do you do? That's a fancy suit, there." Tim said, looking Sweets up and down.

"I'm a FBI psychologist and agent." Sweets said, moving his jacket so his badge showed.

"Oh wow..." Michelle blinked. "Aren't you a little young to by a shrink? Let alone an agent?"

"I... did ever well in school."

"He's a genius." Daisy said, kissing his cheek.

"And... well it took me awhile to decide to become an agent, it's complicated. I worked with the FBI for a good... five or six years before I became an agent, even so I'm still mostly a profiler."

"How old are you?" Tim blinked.

"Twenty-eight." Sweets blushed.

"Jeez, she wasn't kidding when she said you were a genius."

"She wasn't."

"So... how did you two meet?" Michelle asked.

"Lance was working with a coworker on a case that I was also working on." Daisy said, smiling kindly. "I'm an intern at the Jeffersonian institute. I'm working on my doctorate in forensic anthropology. I tried to lift him up and flip him over and he stopped me by putting a hand on my forehead."

"That's..."

"Strange, we know." Sweets chuckled.

"Just a little."

"Well, what about you?" Sweets asked, putting on a friendly grin. The couples chatted for a few more minutes intill class started back up.

"Okay, we are going to start with some breathing excersises." The teacher smiled, placing her hands together. "I need you to stand face to face with your partners." All the couples did so. "Now I need you to take each other's hands." Everyone complied. "Now I'm going to talk you through these, now..."

The rest of the class went well. They had managed to make it through the class with minimal embarrassment, which in itself was a minor miracle. One of the other mothers did have a bit of an indigestion issue, resulting in some rather embrassing body sounds, but it was taken and good spirit, and it helped break any ice that was left in the group of couples. They couldn't wait to come back next week.

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"What's up, wild man?" Angela smirked as Sweets entered her office. He blinked at her.

"I came to see what you have on Booth's case." He said slowly. "...Wild man?"

"Daisy and I had a talk the other day." Angela smiled her classic, Angela smile that was halfway between a smirk and a smile. He recognized that smile. That was the smile she wore when she was talking/thinking about sex.

"What did she tell you?" Sweets gave her a owlish look.

"Many, many things." Angela grinned. "You two had alot of sex in inapprotiate places."

"Oh God..." Sweets groaned, rubbing his forehead.

"I knew you were a wild man under that tightass exterior. I knew it." Angela continued to grin and Sweets glared at her.

"You...!" Sweets let out a huff through his nose. "Booth's case? The consperacy?"

"Right..." Angela nodded with a chuckle before turning serious. "I have uncovered more stuff on that dead guy, he is starting to look a little shadey. I'll know more when the rest is restored."

"Right." Sweets sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. "That's it?"

"Yeah... Sorry, sweetie, I know you want to close this up so you can tell him about the baby."

"And Dr. Brennan and Christine need him." Sweets said. "I can't replace him. We need him back."

"I know, Sweets. You are going a great job helping them and don't worry, we will get him out. Soon."

"I sure hope so." Sweets sighed, shaking his head and walking off.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Short chapter because I'm tired and unmotivated by the extremely unwelming response to the last chapter. Not that I blame you, the last chapter sorta sucked. But still, only one review? Damn... Whatever... Just, please review, my psyche needs a pick-me-up desprately.