Thanks for reviewing, guys! I'm sorry the chapters in my stories have been so short ): This chapter has a bit of M in it, but I didn't really describe much except moving, so I'm not bothering with putting the story under M for just one chapter.

Savannah giggled as she felt Dan's fingers tickle her sides and she shifted, so she could scoot away from him. "I hate being tickled," she said with a playful whine.

"I hate hearing you whine," Charlotte said in a mocking tone as she passed by the living room.

Savannah had gone over to her parents' house to help Charlotte decide on a theme for the baby's nursery. They'd been there for a couple hours now, but hadn't gotten much decided because of Charlotte's morning sickness.

"Oh my gosh, you're alive?" Savannah asked as she stood up from the couch and started towards the kitchen.

"I thought the same thing when I was finally able to breathe," Charlotte said.

"Why didn't you call for me? I wouldn't come in."

"I was puking the whole time, I didn't have time to call for you."

"Have you thought of anything else you want as a theme?" Savannah asked, sitting down at the table.

"What do we have so far?"

"Winnie the Pooh, Baby Looney Tunes, and Precious Moments."

"Mm… What about clowns? Babies like clowns, don't they?"

"…No one likes clowns."

"What about jokers?"

"We are not putting Heath Ledger as a theme of my niece or nephew's room."

Charlotte stared at Savannah for a few seconds. "Idiot. I'm talking about jokers, not The Joker. Jokers, like on playing cards."

"They aren't that different from clowns. Dan! Come help us!"

"He's a guy; what does he know about babies?"

"I don't know, we're gonna find out."

"Yo," Dan said, walking into the room.

Savannah held up a binder. "We need held deciding on unisex themes for the nursery."

"Winnie the Pooh."

"We have that and Precious Moments and Baby Looney Tunes. We need more ideas."

"What about clouds? Paint a sky, some clouds, birds, a sun with a cute face."

Charlotte looked at Dan for a few seconds. "…Do you have kids?"

"What?" He asked, slightly shocked. "No. No, no, no. Kids aren't my thing."

Savannah's jaw dropped a little and she stayed silent for a couple of seconds. "Well, fine then. I'll just tell our baby that it's daddy doesn't love it."

"What!" Dan and Charlotte shouted.

"I'm kidding, don't yell at me!"

"Why would you joke about something like that? That's not funny," Charlotte said. "Look, you scared him," she said, gesturing to the pale complexion that had spread on Dan's face.

"I was kidding. We're not pregnant," Savannah said, kissing Dan's lips lightly.

"There's no we in getting pregnant," Dan said. "It would be you."

"If he got pregnant I'd pay him to marry you just so I can say I'm related to a pregnant man," Charlotte said.

"We haven't been together long enough to get married yet," Savannah said.

"It's been long enough. What's it been, three, four months?"

"Six weeks."

"Close enough."

"Marriage shouldn't even be near us yet."

"If you get pregnant, Mom and Dad will try to push it."

"Well, I won't let them. We're all on good terms right now, they wouldn't want to mess it up."

"Crap, what time is it?"

Savannah looked at her watch. "Two. Why?"

"I have a doctor's appointment at two-fifteen," Charlotte said as she stood up from the table. "I'll be back in an hour or two. If Mom and Dad ask where I am, just let them know. They shouldn't be back until tonight, but you know Mom."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, they wouldn't let you in the room anyway. I'll be back," she said, walking out of the room.

"Be careful."

"Okay, Mom!"

Savannah bit her lip, closing her eyes as she let out a small moan. Her breath was raspy as her hips rocked back and forth, and she leaned forward, resting her hands on Dan's chest.

They'd come up to Savannah's and Charlotte's old childhood room – which was still Charlotte's current room – earlier to lay down and talk. They started talking about 'stuff', and ended up making love. Dan was surprised Savannah actually went with it, considering they were in her parents' house.

"Ugh… God," she whispered, grinding her hips into his. She shivered a bit, and moved a little faster when her climax hit her, letting out a moan as she dug her nails into Dan's chest. "Mm…"

"Good show," Charlotte said, walking into the room and shutting the door behind her before locking it.

Savannah flinched and she rose off of Dan, pulling the covers up to cover them both. "You were watching? That's sick."

"I wasn't watching, I just came up here," she said, walking over to her vanity set and sitting down. "Mom and Dad are home. You should get dressed… Take a shower first, though. You smell like sex."

"Oh, really? I wonder why that is," Savannah said as she grabbed hers and Dan's clothes from the floor.

"Hope you used a condom. I also hope you change those sheets, because I'm not gonna be the one to wash them. Have fun getting that past Mom and Dad."

"It's easy, all I have to say is I spilled something on them and I'm washing them instead of letting them dry to reduce the chances of mildew and odor."

"Are you gonna do that before or after you take a shower?"

"Before," she said, pulling her clothes back on.

"Good luck on explaining why you smell like sex."

Savannah sighed and stayed silent for a few seconds. "…I'm screwed."

"Literally."