Hey guys! This is going up before Monday night's episode. I'm super excited for it. I'm posting another chapter of the Across The Fence thing I put up last week. I know it was supposed to be a oneshot, but I had a request to write more and I thought 'Why not?'. Please take a look at that. Let me know what you think, and thank you for reading,

-Aislin

"We need to tell them," Happy said with her head still hovering over the toilet. Toby stood behind her with one of his hands on the back of her head, and one of his holding back her hair. She had been throwing up all morning. One of the joys of having a baby, Toby supposed. "I mean with all this," She gestured around the bathroom. "It's hard to hide." She stood up quickly, "Ok, I think I'm done."

"I mean it's not like this happens at work," Toby reasoned.

"Yes it does. It's happened eight times so far, and it's hard to cover up," Happy reminded him. "Also, during our cases you completely freak out when I have to do anything even slightly dangerous."

"I'm just concerned about you," He murmured.

"Yeah, but it's weird," Happy complained. "Look, we aren't going to be able to not tell them, so that means we have to tell them."

"Sounds very reasonable," He agreed. "So how do you wanna do it?"

"I don't know. I say we just do it," She suggested.

"Well, we should probably wait for a good time."

"Curtis," She yelled as she worked through the door. She had just gotten home from a visit with her father. She had told him about the whole baby thing. He had reacted well, but they still hadn't let the team in on the secret.

"Oh, Happy," He dramatised, "I am also so glad to see you, my love. Our love story is one for the ages."

"Shut it," She shouted slamming the door with all of her force. "You still haven't told the team."

"Why is it my job?" He whined.

"Because you're supposed to be good with people, so, once again, it's your job to tell her friends. You need to tell them. You've had a week," She picked up one of her many screwdrivers to throw at him.

"There was never a good time," He sighed. He lifted his hands to give him some small chance of safety against her.

"Sure there wasn't," She glared.

"No, really," He stood up and took the screwdriver out of her hand. She didn't resist too much. She was feeling pretty worn out. In that moment, he couldn't be any happier that this baby was taking her resources and using all her energy. "On Monday, Sylvester was having a panic attack and it took hours to calm him down. On Tuesday, Paige and Walter were fighting so I had to mediate. On Wednesday, I had to talk Ralph out of...nevermind. Just understand that I have a legitimate excuse. There hasn't been a good time yet."

"Toby," She sighed and dropped herself onto the couch. She immediately moved to lie down.

"Hey, I was sitting there," He complained. She shot him a look. "Yeah, yeah, you deserve it more because you've got an extra person inside of you. I get it. I get it."

"You need to tell them," She reiterated. He gently lifted her head, and sat down beneath it. He then placed her head back down.

"I'll tell them when the time is right," He promised her.

"No, there is never going to be a right time. Just tell them," She ordered once again. He started to run his fingers through her long messy curls. "You're going to ruin my hair," She groaned.

"Because you're definitely leaving the house tonight? Please, you know we're not leaving this couch until you tell me you want to sleep at 9 pm," He laughed. "And either way, you always look beautiful."

"Only to you," She rolled her eyes.

"I'm not arguing this with you again, you're just going to have to accept I'm right," He chuckled. He leaned down and kissed her firmly.

She broke away, "I know you're trying to distract me. You have to tell them."

"I promise tomorrow," He assured her.

"If you don't I'll kill you."

"I'm well aware."

"Weekly team meeting, guys," Paige called. She had instituted these to make the team communicate more. She had all sorts of various team building and ice breaking games that she had them play for 3 hours each week, granted they weren't interrupted by a case.

When they had all sat down, on the 'feelings carpet.' They had assigned seats. Happy wasn't allowed to sit next to Toby after the hammer incident, and Sly wasn't allowed to sit next to Ralph because they tended to get lost in their own little world.

"Now, I want everyone to go around the circle and tell us one good thing that happened to you this week. Ralph you can start," Paige gestured towards her son.

"I finally figured out how to get my robot to do the rest of the dance sequence that Sloan wanted," He smiled.

"Walter?"

"I helped Ralph with the robot," Walter responded monotonously.

"Toby?" Paige had long ago learned not to expect too much out of Walter during these sessions. Surprisingly, he was much better than he had been at the beginning.

"Happy and I..." He stopped to think about his words. "Found out that..." He swallowed nervously "That my childhood favorite show was on netflix. It has recently made my entire life." Happy grunted and rolled her eyes. He swore he could hear her whisper useless into the floor.

"Well, I'm very happy for you Toby," Paige laughed. "Sly?"

"I got more Super Fun Guy merchandise," He grinned. "And it's all mint condition, and as of recently Germ free."

"Wonderful!" Paige humored Sylvester. "Ok, my turn, I bought a new hair brush, and it is doing some really good things for my hair. It's the little things, you know? Cabe?"

"I figured out how the DVR works, and now I can watch my favorite movies whenever I want forever," He said without a smile.

"Happy?"

Happy sighed loudly, "Well, since the doc is a gutless weasel, I will tell you. We, Toby and I, are having a baby."

"I am not a gutless weasel," Toby defended as Paige and the rest of the team gaped.

"You have no defense. You are a gutless weasel," She insulted.

"Ok, hold on," Paige interrupted. "You're having a baby? You're pregnant?"

"How much clearer do you want me to get?" Happy snapped, and then the chaos ensued. Sylvester and Walter started freaking out trying to figure out how to prepare. To Paige this was adorable, but Happy found their behavior worrying. Cabe wished them congratulations and quickly exited the garage before things could get out of hand. Ralph had given them strange looks for upwards of a half an hour. Paige was over the moon with excitement. She missed spending time with babies.

"Do you really think I'm a gutless weasel?" He asked just before she fell asleep.

"Yeah, I do, but you're my gutless weasel."