[ putting hands up into the air instantly ]

What?

I want a proper kiss preferably before I get peanut butter and pickle breath.

--I can do that.

You've already impregnated me; a kiss won't hurt.

Hey, you're lucky it's not twins or triplets.

He teases making his way back around the table to her.] ...Okay, that's a horrible idea. It's good we didn't start with that.

Aww triplets.... They sound so cute!!!

No. No. We are not doing that.

[ shrugs happily. ]

You never know, hun. With how smug you are for getting me pregnant I wouldn't be surprised if I eventually get triplets.

But for our first child? I'd have to quit school right now. [It's a joking tone as he gently places a hand on her arm and leans down.

I'm proud of you, you know?

[ smiling up at him ]

[ He leans down to press his lips to hers with a small smile. ] I'm prouder of you.

[ Kisses him back before letting out a small giggle ]

Why?

Look what you're carrying around!

A baby? Yes, Regulus I know I'm carrying a baby.

Yeaaah, and I'm proud of you. I'm proud that you're carrying our baby and that even though you hate me part of the time you're still here.

Oh, don't worry I'll be screaming I hate you when I give birth. Other then that I love everything about you.

Oh great, something else to look forward to.

Only two more months and our precious angel will arrive.

Technically, they could come early. Or even later. Babies don't listen to us.

[ Smiles at him ]

You're great, Regulus. I love you so much.

[ He glances at her quizzically, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek. ]


Shouldn't you be hitting me for the suggestion of carrying the baby longer?

Oh, sweetheart. I'm repressing up that rage for the day our angel is born or late.

[ smiles innocently at him ]

Hey you had every chance to say no. [He shakes his head, pulling away to glance at the table.] I'll let Maya stand-in.

And yet my heart fell for you. [ She's picking at the bread ] I went to hell and back with you so you better be standing right beside me or Maya will be the one to finally end you.

She's going to once you're in labor anyway. I'd be saving you a murder scene if I wasn't there.