This is the side story for Our Act!

It will begin with the one-shots of the couples getting married and then having their children. AFTER I will do one-shots of the children, like for instance young Nasira meeting her grand-father, Jafar, or when Little Eva had to get her glasses.

Or a certain couple having to sneak around, but not the one you're thinking.

Now these chapters won't be long. It will only be long enough to cover the main subject. As of now, only one chapter a week until I can feel as though I can do two a week. I am now working on four stories that will soon be five and might be six, depending on if I can get more views/reviews for my other story.

I hope you enjoy this side story and please leave a review about what you think about this first chapter. The rating of this story may change with future chapters.

WARNING: Mature topics, but not enough for it to be rated 'M'.

Enjoy!

It had only been a month since baby Ben and baby Malik were brought into the world. Uma found herself helping more and more with Audrey's children, not that she minded. She spent most of her time caring for Alaura, since she had been deemed her god-mother.

One day during that month, Uma noticed she was unconsciously eating more and had cravings for certain foods. Some foods no longer appealed to her, even if they were her favorites. The smell of other foods made her nauseous, she couldn't go anywhere near it. It didn't help that she worked in a restaurant that was mainly that genre.

In the early days of January, Uma started to vomit once every morning, even though she didn't feel any symptoms of any kind of sickness. Then she realized her cycle had skipped two months in a row, something that never happened before. The pieces fell together, but Uma wanted to be sure before she told Harry. They would both be upset if it turned out to be nothing but a simple illness.

Uma decided to wait until it was time for the monthly shopping trip to the grocery store to get a test. Audrey and Gil usually leave early in the morning and returns in the afternoon for Uma and Harry to help them. Maybe she can convince Gil to stay . . .

With an internal groan, Uma rolled out of her bed at seven in the morning, dressed in loose comfortable clothing, and trudged downstairs where the married couple was cheerily feeding their children breakfast. Alaura was eating a small bowl of cereal while Ben was in his father's arm, taking a bottle of baby formula.

"Do you want me to go with you instead?" Uma offered Audrey. "I mean, Gil must be tired from working on the bridge for so long each week. He can stay here and rest up while watching baby Ben. Harry can help him when he wakes up."

The married couple shared a look while their kids continued to eat. "What's going on?" Audrey finally asked after a few seconds. "You never want to go shopping and you are never up this early. Do you need something?"

Uma sighed in defeat. The one downfall of having a best friend is they always know when something is wrong with you, but that can also be a good thing.

Glancing at the staircase to make sure her boyfriend wasn't hiding, Uma quietly whispered, "I think . . . I may be . . . pregnant."

The married couple's face lit up at the news. "That's wonderful!" Gil insisted. "Harry doesn't know?"

"I don't want him to know just yet," Uma claimed as she kept her voice low. "I want to get a test first before I tell him. If I am, great. If not, then I have nothing to lose. I don't want to get his hopes up."

"That won't happen," Audrey reassured with a small smile. "You, me, and Alaura can make it a girls' day out so he doesn't get suspicious. He, Gil, and Ben can hold down the fort here."

Uma gave a small smile in return. "Thank you." She paused to let out a yawn. "Let me get some breakfast, then I'll be ready to go."

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About half-an-hour after the three girls left, Harry traveled to the bottom floor of the house and headed to the living room, where Gil was sitting in a rocking chair while holding his son in his arms as they watched little kid cartoons.

"The girls went shopping," the father informed his friend. "They'll be back in a few hours."

Harry nodded silently, pondering over a thought. Hesitating for a moment, he wondered, "Did Uma go just to buy a pregnancy test?"

Gil did well on masking his surprise with confusion. "She didn't say anything about it," he skillfully fibbed. "Why? Do you think she is? Didn't you use protection?"

"We forgot a couple months ago." Harry admitted as he took a seat on the sofa. "It was a late night for the both of us. Uma was too tired to realize it, but I knew. The next morning, I tried telling her, but she insisted that she took the pill."

"Maybe she did," Gil pointed out with a shrug, careful to not move Ben too much. "What makes you think she is?"

Harry rolled his eyes dramatically. "Considering I've seen Audrey pregnant twice and Mal pregnant once, I think I know the signs by now. Uma has all of them." He tilted his head curiously. "And I'm going to guess, she told you and Audrey so you would stay here to keep me from knowing the truth."

Gil sighed in defeat. "You are a good guesser," he praised. "Uma didn't want to tell you in case it was a false alarm. She didn't want to get your hopes up."

"If she is, then today will be one the happiest day of my life," Harry declared. "If not, then we'll just have to try again."

"Are you sure?" Gil interrogated. "You'll get a lot of sh—crap about having a baby together while not married. Audrey and I had to suffer through that for a year."

To answer his question, Harry revealed a small black box he kept hidden in his pocket. "I've had this for a month," he professed, "waiting until she told me she was pregnant so I could propose. Actually . . . I think I know how I'm going to propose to her now."

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The girls didn't return from their 'trip' until four hours later. They could have returned maybe an hour sooner, but Gil had texted them an hour into their girl time, saying Harry knew why Uma went with Audrey. The girls basically sat in their vehicle for the longest time so Uma could pull herself together and stop imagining herself torturing Gil for confirming the truth to Harry.

When they returned to the house, the men helped to unload the vehicle of their precious groceries. Once that was finished, Uma and Harry silently trailed upstairs while Audrey and Gil placed the provisions in the correct place of the kitchen with young Alaura helping with the small and light items.

Uma entered her room with Harry slowly following her. Uma made a move to go inside her bathroom, but stopped to turn around to face her boyfriend.

"I'll take the test in here," Uma explained as she gestured to her private bathroom, "but I'll come out so we can wait for the results together."

Harry nodded his head in agreement as Uma walked inside the lavatory, softly closing the door behind her. Waiting half a moment, Harry got into position with him on one knee and the black box in hand.

A couple long minutes passed before Uma stepped back out as she kept her gaze on the test. Setting it on her dresser, she finally looked up to see what Harry was up to. Her face was one of surprise when Harry opened the lid to reveal a ring that would fit her hand perfectly.

"No matter the results," he began confidently, "I want you to forever be in my life. Will you do me the honor of becoming my future wife and me becoming your future husband?"

Eyes watering and not trusting her voice, Uma meekly nodded her head, giving Harry the opportunity to place the beautiful ring on her finger. The couple kissed in celebration, pulling away only because they remembered the reason why they were in the room in the first place.

Gazing down at the results, Harry smiled at his new fiancé. "Looks like we're going to have a baby."

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February 15th, 2021

On this date, just one month after their engagement, Harry and Uma married with only their closest friends attending. They were not the type of couple to want an extravagant event. They were perfectly content with the ten people that attended and wearing only their nicest clothing, not a brand-new suit or a brand-new dress, to be married in. They had more important things to worry about—

As a new family member would be joining them shortly.