*Beejers*

Nachos and Cheese... Cheese is good... Yes. OOH Whipped Cream. That's good too.. MUSHROOMS. YUM. Mustard... Ketchup... Chocolate Sauce...

I contemplated grabbing the marshmellows but I left them there. Marshmellows are good on their own. I popped my plate into the microwave and set it for one minute. Just enough to melt the cheese and make the whipped cream all watery. And heat up the chocolate sauce.

"Benji.. What the fuck are you making?" Joel asked me, coming into the kitchen and eyeing the strange array of ingriedients on the counter.

"Uh. Nothing. Just some nachos and cheese." I lied.

"...You needed all that to make that?"

"Well..." I started before the microwave beeped. I was in the middle of a hunger pang so I completely ignored Joel, grabbing my plate out of the microwave and grabbing a nacho and stuffing it in my mouth.

"...What the fuck.." Joel mumbled.

"I. Erm. Was experimenting?"

"...I can see..." He nodded slowly.

"Want some?" I asked, holding the plate out to him.

"NOOOOOnonono thats fine thanks..." He put his hands up and backed away.

"Hm. Fine then, more for me." I shrugged, taking another big bite.

"Are you gonna eat that WHOLE thing?" Joel asked in disbeliefe. Okay. It was a really big plate.

"I plan on it." I spat, feeling very angry at him, but trying to contain it. "What difference does it make?"

"Well.. N... I mean maybe you should cut back. A little..."

"Are you calling me fat?" I asked flatly.

"No.. I me... No 'course not..." I growled and pushed past him, sitting at the table. Great, I thought to myself, not only did Joel think I was disgusting for eating this. He thouht i was getting fat. Well thats what happens when your pregnant. I sighed and took another bite. Joel didn't know yet. I was in my fouth month and I didn't tell him. It was totally unplanned. And I was afraid of how he'd react.

I didn't even know how to go about telling him. I could just come out and say it. Or I should tell him seriously. Either way, I don't know how he'd react to the news... what if he didn't want a baby? What if he'd dump me on the spot? THEN what? What if he eventually wanted a baby, but not with his BROTHER?

I sighed and pushed my plate away from me, my appetite suddenly disapearing. I was really scared of Joel's reaction... he'd probably flip out and make me get an abortion or something. But, he can't right... that's only possible in the first three months or something... then he'd dump me instead.

I sighed in frustration this time. My thoughts were all jumbled with 'what if's' and questions. What Joel would most-likely flip out about is that fact that I've keep this from him for three months. I didn't even know about it myself until the second month.

"Benji? You okay?" Joel asked me, his voice laced with concern as he sat down beside me.

I nodded, staring intently at my lap. "You sure?" Joel asked, putting his arm around my shoulders and hugging me.

I nodded again, stuffing my hands into the pocket of my hoodie. "I still don't know why you're wearing that..." Joel trailed off thoughtfully, "It IS still summer y'know."

"So?" I pouted, "I'm cold."

"Sorry sorry," Joel appologized when he saw me pouting, "But you've been really... emotinal lately. Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine," I mumbled, not knowing how much longer I'd be able to keep this a secret. I knew I'd have to tell him eventually... it IS his child.

"So are these things really that good?" Joel joked, trying to lighten the mood and eating a nacho. Suddenly he grimaced and spit into his hand. "That was attractive." I sighed.

"That was DISGUSTING." Joel nearly shrieked, wiping his hand with a napkin. I shrugged and took a bite. "It's okay to me... I'm not hungry anymore anyway." I got up and stuck it in the fridge, while Joel stayed in his seat.

"Okay... But Benji I know somethings up. You're hiding something from me..." Joel said sadly, "I never hide anything from you. I don't think I've ever kept a secret from you."

"Kindergarten."

"...What?"

"In kindergarten you broke one of my toys and you hid it from me and pretended it wasn't you. See you've kept secrets too..." I told him. "Yeah b... Wait... So you DO have a secret."

"Joel this is so juvinille. Were to old for secrets." I said angrily. "FINE but I KNOW somethings up."

"EVERYTHING IS FINE." I screamed at him. "FINE BUT YOU'RE LYING WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE TELLING ME I'LL BE IN OUR ROOM!" Joel said, storming off. I almost screamed "I'm Pregnant"... But something inside of me made me stop. I wish I had said it. Because then I could stop thinking about it.

I sighed and sat down on the sofa, not knowing if I should tell Joel or not. Something told me I should. He does have a right to know... it IS his afterall.

I ran my hands over my face before getting up slowly. I didn't wanna think about his reaction, but I knew I had to tell him.

I knocked on our door, not wanting to interrupt anything or annoy him.

"What?" Joel snapped.

"Can I come in?" I asked softly.

"Nothing's stopping you," he replied.

I opened the door and went in, spotting him sitting on his bed, leaning against the wall. I sighed and sat down beside him.

"Joel, I'm sorry," I said, choosing my words carefully, "I gotta tell you something that I should've told you a while ago."

"What is it?" Joel asked softly, his mood changing into one of concern as he noticed the seriousness in my voice.

"I.." I began, and I felt unable to get the words out, "I'm... I'm pregnant, Joel."

Joel was silent for a moment, letting this bit of info sink in. It was entirely uncommon for a guys to get pregnant... there have been quite a few reports on it.

I was caught off guard suddenly as Joel hugged me tightly, sniffling. "I love you Benji," he whispered, huggin me tightly, "Why didn't you wanna tell me that? I mean, how many months are you?"

"Four," I whispered, "I didn't tell you because I was scared of what your reaction would be. I was afraid you'd leave me or something."

"Benj, I'd NEVER do that," Joel whispered, "I love you. I just... I can't believe it... I knew guys could have kids, but I didn't think it'd actually happen for us.. we're gonna be parents Benj..."

"I know," I nodded, smiling slightly. At least Joel seemed to like the idea of having a baby. "So, that's why you've been roasting yourself in all the heavy clothes?" Joel asked, grasping the bottom of my hoodie, "C'mon, no more roasting for you."

I gave in and let him pull my hoodie off, leaving me in a black MADE t-shirt, which was bulged slightly from my stomach.

"Wow..." Joel breathed, "Just wow." He placed a hand over my stomach. "So this is why you've turned me down for sex every night." He chuckled.

"Yeah... I'm sorry.. I was afraid you'd figure it out..."

"I wish you'd let me. Benji I think this is great... I cant believe you hid it from me."

"I'm sorry..." My bottom lip quivered before I burst into tears. "I was scared... You'd make me get an abortion. Or leave me if I didn't or something."

"Oh Benj.." Joel sighed, sounding dissapointed before hugging me again. "I'd never do that... I can't believe you thougt I would... I love you."

"I know.." I sniffled, pulling back, "I'm such a loser. I was just scared... I wasn't expecting to get pregnant. Ever."

"You're not a loser. I understand... Are you hungry?" Joel asked, and I chuckled.

"Naw I was so nervous about telling you I totally lost my appetite. Don't worry I'll put those nachos to good use later." I smiled.

"I was wondering what the hell was up with the food. The other night I saw you get up and watched from the livingroom as you heated up a pizza and put pudding on it."

"Awe man you were spying on me?"

"Well I was just trying to figure out why you were eating the most ridiculous food ever." Joel shrugged.

"Well. Now you know." I nodded, before Joel hugged me again. I wondered if telling him was a good idea after all.. He was going to strangle me if he kept this up.

Later that night I was going to get a shower, but Joel insisted that I get a bath, and that he washed me and everything. I wasn't complaining.

I took my clothes off slowly, well aware that Joel was staring intently at me. "See something you like?" I teased, pulling my t-shirt over my head and tossing it onto the bed.

Joel nodded, standing up and walking over to me, before kissing me softly, running his hands over my stomach. I sighed and kissed him back, before pulling away.

"What happened to me getting my bath?" I smiled at him.

"Oh yeah..." he blushed adorably, "I forgot."

"It's okay," I smiled, "I still love you."

"Awwwww I love you too," he grinned back, hugging me again. Maybe he developed a sudden hugging fetish...

"C'mon, clothes off," Joel said, "I'll go start up the water."

I nodded and watched him head off into the bathroom before undoing my jeans and sliding them down. I was lucky; they still fit, for now. Eventually I'd end up wearing sweatpants all the time. Or, at least until the baby is born.

I finished undressing and walked into the bathroom, where Joel instructed me to get into the bath. I did as he said, smiling as he kissed me gently.

Joel didn't get into the bath with me. He just sat beside it with a sponge... Sponging me. I'm kindof glad he did. Because I really needed a BATH just then, and if he got in I'd only succeed in getting even dirtier. However I was bored of Being the only wet one so I splashed him in the face.

"...What was that for?"

"I was bored and you weren't talking." I shrugged.

"You could have. Asked me to talk." He grabbed a towel and wiped his face.

"Naw that would be too easy." I dismissed him, grabing some soap and wahing my face really quick. "Do you think I should bother with my hair?"

"...When was the last time you washed it?"

"uh... I forget."

"Then wash it." Joel sqeezed some shampoo onto my head and lathered it for me. I managed to wash that out by ducking under the water a few times. Joel didn't want me to hold my breath though. He was afraid I might suffocate the baby. I think he was being moronic. But I could tell he was genuinly concerned.

"Okay now that thats over." I started, Pulling him over to the bed and laying down, pulling him ontop of me. Sortof ontop of me. He wouldn't put all of his weight on me. He smiled and kissed me.

"You sure?" He breathed against my lips.

"Mmm Hmm..."

"It's okay to do this?" Joel asked, touching my stomach to remind me I was pregnant.

"Yeah. It's okay." I nodded.

Joel kissed me softly, running his tongue over my bottom lip, before slowly sliding it into my mouth.

I sighed and kissed him back, before slipping his shirt over his head.

Joel sighed and I kissed him again, this time making my way down to his pants and pushing them off his hips, watching as he kicked them to the floor.

Joel reached into the night table drawer for some lube, pulling the tube out and squeezing some onto his hands, before coating himself.

He then inserted two fingers into me, stretching me, even though I don't think I needed to be stretched at that point.

"Fuck me Joel," I breathed, pulling him ontop of me and moaning as he slid into me.

He thrusted into me gently, moving so slowly. Too slowly.

"Harder," I groaned, knowing he was probably worried about hurting the baby.

"Are you sure?" he whispered. I nodded. "It's okay," I breathed, "Harder."

He hesitated for a minute.

"FUCK JOEL! HARDER! FASTER! JUST DO IT!" I screamed, and he slammed into me over and over, sending extreme pleasure through my body. I could feel my orgasm nearing and Joel semed to pick up on it, grabbing my dick and pumping me as he thrust.

"God Benj.. I'm gonna cum.." Joel told me, his thrusts becoming uneven.

"Muh..Me too.." I groaned before my cum splattered on our stomachs. He pounded into me a few more times before hisorgasm took him and he collapsed beside me.

"That was nice..." I nodded.

"OH yeah." Joel panted, curling up to my side. I rolled over and wrapped my arms around him.

"I love you... Goodnight." I breathed, already feeling sleepy.

"Okay."

The next morningI woke up incradibly alone and naked, but I could smell some of. Everything cooking. I jumped up and threw on a pair of boxers and yesterdays T shirt and went into the kitchen.

"FOOD!"

"Oh. Morning. I didn't know what you wanted so I. made everything." Joel pointed to a big platter thingie with eggs and eggs and cheese and bacon and pancakes and waffles.

"...Daamn. You coulda just waited till I woke up..." I laughed, pondering what it would taste like if I used a pancake like a tortilla and rolled up some eggs and cheese and bacon inside it.

*Six months*

*Joel*

"Hey baby," I smiled at Benji, sitting down on the sofa beside him, "How're you feeling?"

"Good," he smiled at me, his hand resting on his bulging stomach, "And yourself?"

"Good, thanks," I smiled as he pulled me closer to him, kissing my neck gently.

I sighed and let him do what he want, figuring I'd better not upset him. We'd gone to an ultrasound earlier and the doctor told me Benji would be more 'affectionate' and really 'emotional.'

"Benj, I was wondering," I was cut off as Benji kissed me roughly.

"Benj," I tried again, being cut off again as he kissed my ear softly, slowly trailing his kisses down to my neck.

"BENJI!" I yelled to get his attention.

He pulled back, startled and looked at me, before bursting into tears.

"B...Benji I'm sorry..." I apologised nervously, reaching out to touch his hand.

"No your not." He spat, wiping tears away, but only making room for new ones. "You think I'm fat and stupid looking and you don't want to be with me, do you?"

"What? No... I mean yes.. I mean NO you're not fat or stupid looking, and YES I wan't to be with you."

"Liar." He sniffed, "Why did you stop me then!?"

"I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to the movies or dinner or. Somewhere..." I told him softly. He looked at me for a second and started laughing. While he was crying.

"I'm so stupid..." He half-whined.

"No you're not. C'mere.." I scooted over to him and gave him a big hug, patting his belly. "So do you wanna do something tonight?"

"Yeah... I'm sorry I'm being retarded..." He sighed, wiping away his tears on his sleeve.

"You're NOT. You're being fine. Comeon. We can go eat dinner at that italian place." I suggested, getting up.

"Definately." Benji nodded, smiling at me, with his eyes still puffy from crying and his face all red. "Uh.. I cant get up..." He said, trying to bounce himself off the couch.

"Okay I'll help you! Stop doing that you're gonna give the kid a cuncussion..." I grabbed his hands and yanked him up.

"Funny." He replied flatly, going to get his shoes. Which I had to tie for him, because he said it was hard to bend over.

I helped Benji into the car, making sure he buckled up before climbing into the driver's side.

"I love you Joel," Benji said suddenly.

"I love you too Benj," I replied, glancing at him, "Are you okay?"

He nodded, biting his bottom lip and looking out the window. "I'm fine... I just felt like telling you that."

I nodded, removing one hand from the wheel and placing it on his leg gently, smiling as he laced his fingers with mine, kissing the back of my hand softly.

I pulled into the parking lot of the resturant, parking the car and climbing out, running around to help Benji out.

"Thanks Joely," he smiled at me, kissing me softly.

I smiled and kissed him back. "Always welcome. C'mon, I'm starved."

I took his hand and led him into the resturant, giving the receptionist my name and she told me the wait was about ten minutes. I went back to Benji and sat down on the bench beside him.

"Ten minutes," I told him, and he nodded, leaning his head on my shoulder. I smiled and wrapped an arm around him.

"OH MY GOD ARE YOU BENJI FROM GOOD CHARLOTTE!?" Some squealy beast asked us from her car.

"Uh. Ya..." Benji replied, almost scared.

"OH MY GAAAAAWWWD!" She was so. Chirpy. And happy. And giggly. And her and her friend were about to molest Benji's stomach.

"That is sooooo cute." Her friend said, rubbing his pregnant belly.

"Oh my god I know isnt it?" The other asked, joining in. Benji looked at me, helplessly as he tried to sink his body completely into the bench.

"Uhm. Hey guys Benj aint feeling to well toda..."

"What and he cant talk for himself!?" One spat, and I jumped back. Oh how evil...

"No... Really I don't feel to good so if you could just.." Benji paused, removing her hand and placing it by her side, "I'd appreciate it."

"FINE if you're gonna be like that then!" One snorted, as they both walked off.

"That was scary." I said, and benji sniffled.

"I don't like it when people touch me." He whined, his eyes tearing up.

"I know sweetie... Next time I..." I stopped when he suddenly started to laugh. "What???"

"You called me sweetie." He giggled. Well. At least I had made him feel better.

When we finally got seated, we luckily weren't sitting by those annoying fans.

"I don't know what to get," Benji said, looking at his menu, "What're you getting?"

"I don't know either," I shurgged, looking over all the choices.

"I wanna sit next to you," Benji pouted, getting up slowly and sitting beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist, "Much better."

I guessed the affectionate side of Benji was coming out again.

"How about we order the big pasta dinner thing for two?" I suggested, pointing it out on the menu for Benji.

"Sounds good," he smiled, "We should get some garlic bread with it. That's always good wih pasta."

"Good choice," I smiled at him, kissing his temple gently, "Feeling okay?"

He nodded, leaning his head on my shoulder as the waiter came over. I told him what we wanted and he walked off to get us our drinks while we waited.

"Can we rent some movies after this?" Benji asked, looking up at me, "I just feel like curling up with you on the sofa and watching something scary."

"Sure," I smiled, liking this side of Benji, "Anything you want."

He smiled back and took my hand in his, lacing our fingers together. I was really enjoying this affectionate side of Benji... he was always so hard core and never like this... I was liking it.

When we got the food Benji poured a load of that stinky cheese stuff what-ever-its-called all over it. I'd come to realize one of his major cravings was always cheese. Which doesn't bother me. Cheese is Good. He took a bite first.

"is it good?" I asked him.

"Mm definately. Here..." I twirled some spagetti on his fork and fed it to me.

"Behold the power of cheese." I smiled.

"This is random but... I'm sorry... I've been acting so strange lately. I dont know whats wrong with me... Well I do." Benji placed a hand over his stomach, "But i'm sorry."

"Don't be..." I brushed it off, feeding him a bite in return. I honestly wasn't mad at him. After that we just decided to feed ourselves when benji poked me in the lip. he apologised profusely for it. After dinner Benji got some cheesecake for desert. I didn't have anything. He seemed to enjoy the cheesecake. A lot. I swear he got every last little piece up off the plate he could. When we left and were walking to the car he once again laced his fingers with mine.

"That was fun." He smiled.

"I know. We need to get out more... Before the baby comes. Cause were gonna be home all the time taking care of it..."

"I know." Benji sighed. "You still wanna get those movies?"

"Sure." I nodded, opening the door for him and letting him get in the car.

"I wanna get all the scream movies. I havent seen any of them. And Jeepers Creepers. Definately that. We gotta get that first." Benji told me when I got in my side.

"Then we'll get that one first," I smiled at Benji, "That movie was awesome. Didya hear that there's gonna be a Jeepers Creepers 2 coming out soon?"

"When?!" Benji gasped, "We HAVE to see it when it does. We should go out to see it with the others. We haven't seen them in a while."

"Yeah," I agreed, "Do you wanna invite them over tonight?"

Benji shook his head. "Not tonight, I just want it to be you and me, alone."

I smiled. "Sounds good to me," I replied, pulling into the parking lot of Blockbuster, "So we're getting all 3 Scream movies and Jeepers Creepers?"

"Yep," Benji nodded, climbing out of the car with my help.

I laughed as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the store like a kid in a candy store.

"Calm down Benj!" I laughed, "The movies aren't gonna run away."

"I know," he grinned at me, "But I can't wait to watch them with you."

When we got home I went over to the couch to put the movies in but benji tackled me. Yes. Tackled, me onto the couch. I actually think he managed to jump over the couch and land on me, but I wasn't sure, he came out of nowhere and the next thing I know there was 193 lbs of benji ontop of me, ripping my clothes off.

"JESUS Benji what ever happened to watching movies!?" I asked as he pulled my shirt off.

"Changed my mind..." He mumbled, fumbling with the buttons on his shirt.

"Okay... Bedroom?" I asked, as this couch wasn't that big and if benji didn't get the fuck off me I was going to suffocate.

"No!"

"BEDROOM!"

"FINE!" I agreed, grabbing my hand and yanking me into the bedroom.

"Okay... Now SLOW DOWN!" I told him, helping him unbutton his shirt, allowing it to drop to the floor. He leaned in and kissed me, his stomach pressed up against me. "What the fuck's gotten into you?"

"Shut up..." he growled, nearly ripping my pants off of me. Before he had a chance to get ontop of me, I got ontop of HIM on the bed. "I wanna fuck you."

"Benj. I don't think it'll work." I sighed. I could see going behind him and fucking him but his stomach would get in the way if i tried to let him fuck me. His eyes watered again.

"Well make it work!" He cried.

"Okay.. Okay... If I ride you... Facing away from you. You think that'll work?"

"I dont know! Try it!" He demanded, becoming impatient.

After trying to figure out how to make this work, Benji got frustrated and practically threw me onto the bed, on my stomach.

I didn't say anything, for fear I'd upset him again. I couldn't help but moan as he slid two lubed fingers into me, stretching me.

"Fuck," I moaned as his fingers brushed against my prostate, "Fuck me Benji."

"I plan to," he muttered, and it was then that I realized exactly how horny he was.

I could hear shuffling around and knew that he was getting himself ready, before I felt him at my entrance.

He sure knew what he was doing, becuase he slid in without any resistance, and his stomach barely got in the way. The most it did was graze my ass occasionally.

I moaned as Benji thrust into me, his hands grasping my hips.

"Shit Joel," he grunted, thrusting as fast and hard as he could, "You're so tight."

I groaned his name in response, grinding my hips against the bedsheet with each inwards push. I couldn't jerk myself off because I was basically being pushed against the bed, but I could use it to my advantage and my own pleasure.

I was surprised Benji could keep up such a good rhythem, considering he couldn't even get up from the couch without falling down. But he was, as always, being totally awesome in bed.

"Benji..." I moaned, "So good..."

"Cum for me Joel... Cum for me..." Benji groaned, pushing into me again and again. I moaned and came all over the bedsheets, my mscles spasming. He thrust in a few last times before he came. he collapsed foward but caught himself, rolling off to the side before he crushed his stomach.

"That was amazing." I moaned again.

"I know... See.. I told you it could work." benji panted. I rolled onto my side and looked him over. He was still as sexy as ever. Sexier actually. I had to admit I totally loved the way his body was changing.

"Do you wanna watch those movies now?" I asked Him.

"Maybe. Gimme a minute." Benji sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Awe did I tire you out?"

"Oh shut up." Benji spat, but I could tell he wasn't really angry, "All you did was lay there and make me do all the work!"

"Benji you like. Pinned me to the bed. I had no choice!" I laughed, as Benji got up.

"Oh fuck you. Lets go watch the movies." Benji said, grabbing a pair of drawstring pants off the floor and pulling them on.

"Aww you know I love you Benjers," I grinned, giving him a new petname.

"Benjers?" he snorted, "I never heard that one before."

"I know," I smiled proudly, pulling my boxers back on, "It's my special pet name for you."

"Aww thanks," Benji smiled, "I feel special."

"You are," I nodded, taking his hand in mine, "What movie should we watch first?"

"Scream," Benji nodded, "The first one."

"OKay," I smiled, taking him downstairs. He sat down on the sofa as I put the first DVD in, before settling down beside him.

"Hold me," Benji demanded and I chuckled, opening my arms to him.

He crawled into my open arms, laying his head against my chest as he curled up beside me. He shivered slightly.

"Cold?" I asked him. He nodded. I smiled and pulled the blanket from the back of the sofa over us both.

"Much better," Benji smiled, settling down again, "Turn off the lights. It makes it scarier."

"Okay," I agreed, leaning over and flicking the light off, leaving us in darnkess, except for the movie.

At one of the more scarier parts of the movie Benji screamed. But it was what he screamed that was so strange.

"Oh My GOD JOEL IM HORNY AGAIN!"

"...What?"

"...I'm sorry It just slipped out when I yelled.." His cheeks turned bright red and he wouldn't look at me.

"How can you be horny again!? We just had sex a half hour ago!"

"I know but. I'm just horny. We could always fuck again." He suggested, his face still a deep shade of pink.

"Benj. I can't get it up now. Not so soon after the last time." I sighed.

"But Joeeeeellllllll..." Benji started to whine. "Gimme head."

"NO!!! I'm trying to watch the movie!" I yelled.

"NOT FAIR!"

"Oh yes it is you nearly raped me before and now I get to watch my movie." I nodded. And once again Benjis eyes watered up. I'm starting to think he was doing it on purpose whenever he wanted something.

"I'm sorry Joel." He sqeaked, wiping his eyes.

"Oh fuck it." I spat, getting on my knees infront of him, "Make this quick."

"No, don't," Benji whispered, "I don't feel right about it if you're mad at me."

"I'm not mad Benji," I replied, forcing a smile for him, "I promise."

He bit his bottom lip before nodding and settling back against the sofa.

I slipped the front of his pants down enough so I could free his erection, before closing my lips over him, taking him in as deep as I could manage.

"OH shit," Benji moaned, his head rolling back as I sucked him roughly, tightening my throat around his head.

His hips moved slightly against my lips, and I reached a hand up, stroking his balls while I sucked him roughly, silently wishing he'd come.

"Joel..." he moaned, "I'm gonna cum..."

I moaned around his length, the vibrations sending him into his orgasm.

"Oh shit Joel!" he moaned as he came roughly down my throat.

I swallowed all I could and pulled back, wiping my mouth and fixing his pants.

"Better?" I asked him and he nodded, kissing me.

"Joel?" he whispered.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I'm horny again," Benji replied, then grinned as I stared at him in shock, "Gotcha."

*Benji*

The next day someone knocked on the door, but I was in bed resting so I just waited for Joel to get it. Aparantly it didn't matter, because he called me up anyway.

"BENJI! Billy and Paul and Chris are here!" He called to me. I grinned and jumped up, running to the front door as fast as I could at this point. I had missed my boys SOO much. Joel and I moved to the west coast and Chris lived in utah, Billy still lived in Annapolis and Paul did too.

"DUDE!" I hugged Paul, "I haven't seen you in. forever dude."

"I know! Too long man." Paul patted me on the back and I moved on to chris and Billy.

"Dude. You got big..." Chris backed up a little after I hugged him to look me over. The other guys stared at me like that too.

"You're huge! What is this now seven months?" Billy asked.

"Umm... six actually." I said softly.

"Whoa. Haha.." Paul laughed, "Are you sure theres only one kid in there?"

"Yes." I spat angrily.

"Dude... calm down we were only jokin.." Billy said when he noticed how upset I looked.

"Funny. Fucking funny." I was doing everything in my power not to cry. I was turning into such a fucking emo boy.

"Benji... I'm sorry.." Chris started, but I turned around to leave before they could see my cry and stomped off to the bedroom.

"BENJI WAIT THEY DIDN'T MEAN IT! BEN!!!" I slammed the door and locked it, sitting in the big reclining chair in the corner, where I proceeded to cry my eyes out. I'd waited all this time for them to come out to the west coast (which I though sucked to begin with. I wanted to move back to maryland) and I tell them I missed them and they tell me how fat I am.

"Benji, please open the door," Joel pleaded with me, pounding on the door, "They were just surprized is all... they didn't mean to upset you."

I wiped my eyes, but more tears came. "Benji please," Joel said, his voice laced with hurt, "Can I please come in?"

I sighed and got up, going over to the door, opening it, pulling Joel inside and locking it shut again.

I sat back down on the chair and Joel walked over to me.

"Benji, are you alright?" Joel asked softly, sitting on the arm of the chair and wrapping his arm around me. I nodded.

"Yeah... I'm sorry," I appologized, hugging him.

"Don't be," Joel whispered, hugging me tightly, "They understand that it's hard for you. They prolly feel really bad now."

"I should appologize," I whispered, burrying my face into Joel's chest.

"Well. We gotta leave to room to do that. C'mon." Joel said, pulling me up off the chair, which was close to the ground and I found it impossible to haul my sorry ass out of it. When we gto out of the room I felt like a fool and I didn't want to look at any of them.

"Uh. I'm sorry I freaked out." I apologised, scratching the back of my neck. "Um. It was.. stupid. Yeah."

"Naw it's okay." Paul brushed it off. It was good to see he didn't care about it too much, "I didn't mean to insult you though. I mean I guess it was kinda shitty.. Cause when people make fun of my weight Its really insulting. Not that you're fat... or anything." Paul told me, trying not to insult.

"Don't worry about it. I'm fine. Just being moody. And no paul you're not fat. At least your not anorexic." I glared at billy.

"Hey! Fuck you dude..." Billy laughed.

*8.5 months*

"OW!"

"Fuck Benji are you okay!?" Joel jumped up, ready to fucking call 911. I was more upset over the fact he almost made me drop my plate. Tortillas with melted cheese and popcorn on them! Yum.

"Fine! the babys kicking like a madman." I sighed as Joel sat back on the couch.

"Does it really hurt when he kicks?" Joel asked. YES we were having a boy...

"Only when he does it hard. If he just sqirms around a little it just feels funny. Acutally I kinda like it. Lets me know the little guy is okay in there." I patted my stomach. Which I swear couldn't get any bigger, even though I had a feeling it would.

"Aw." Joel giggled, placing his hand over my stomach to feel the kicks, "OOH I felt one!!!"

"This morning before you got up he did a cartwheel. Seriously he turned like comPLETELY around..."

"Well the doctor said that might happen once in a while." Joel pointed out.

"Yeah but it was so weird. Cause my entire stomach like. Shifted and moved and you could like TOTALLY see the outside shifting around and shit. It was weird." I told him.

I giggled as Joel grimaced. "Aww it's not as bad as it sounds... I think," I laughed, sitting down at the table with Joel.

"If you say so," Joel said, biting into his sandwhich, "You're feeling okay otherwise?"

I nodded, eating one of my tortillas. "Can I try one?" Joel asked, "It looks somewhat good."

"Sure," I smiled, pushing the plate over to him, "Help yourself."

He picked on up and tentively put it into his mouth, chewing slowly.

"Not bad," he giggled, "It's like something a little kid would think to make."

"Glad to know I can cook SOMETHING," I smiled, taking a sip of my Pepsi.

"True," Joel winked at me, "Only a half a month left. Are you excited?"

"Very," I nodded, "I'm tired of looking like a beachball."

"Aww, you still look sexy," Joel smiled, "And don't you forget it."

"I won't," I smiled, "I think I'm gonna take a nap after this. I'm really tired."

"Want some company?" Joel asked me, and I nodded. "Of course I do."

When we got into bed I just couldn't get comfortable. I used to sleep on my stomach ALL THE TIME. Every night. And now I had to lay on my back or sides. And it just wasn't working. It wasn't fair, why couldn't joel be pregnant? Fuck him.

"Joel. FUCK YOU! You just lie here and go to sleep whenever you want but I cant sleep. I cant get comfortable. I can't have fun anymore beause I get out of breath walking DOWN THE STAIRS I HATE YOU!" I screamed at him.

"..W...Benji... Why are you so mad at me?" I looked over at him and he had the most pathetic hurt and scared look on his face.

"I'm nott..." I started to cry, "I love you... I just hate everything else right now." I hugged him as close to me as I could, my stomach pressed up against him so hard the baby was squirming around suddenly from the change.

"Oh Baby.." Joel cooed, smoothing my hair, "It's only two more weeks. FOURTEEN MORE DAYS!" He whispered, "You can do it."

"I just want it over. I can't take it anymore..." I choked on my words.

"I know you don't like it but... You have a duty to protect this baby. Everyday it stays in there it gets a little bigger and a little stronger. If fourteen more days can mean the difference between a preemie baby that might get sick and a healthy baby... Then its not that big of a sacrifce." Joel said softly. Okay at this point the baby was able to live outside if it came early. But he had a point. Obviously this baby wasn't ready yet or he'd be here. I sobbed even harder. "Whats wrong now?"

"Now I feel shitty for wanting it to be over... And ohmygodjelweregonnabefathers whatifwedosomethingwrong ohmygod." I cried "I changed my mind I wanna be pregnant for at least another month!!! I need to so so much around the house and we STILL need to buy a crib and set it up in the guestroom and... FUCK WE SHOULD HAVE PAINTED!"

"BENJI!" Joel yelled, "Calm. Down. Look. You need rest, you're driving yourself crazy." I nodded, wiping some tears away, "I'm gonna call some of our friends and see whose in town and invite some people over and we can go out and get your mind off this okay?"

"Okay."

"Okay. I love you." Joel kissed me and got up. I layed down after he left and started to cry again. Because I'd acted so fuckin stupid.

I sighed and wiped my eyes, lying on back, running my hand over my stomach gently. I silently wished the pregnancy would be over... it was getting to be too much.

I was really getting tired of looking like a freaking beach ball. And Joel said he was calling some friends... great, some more people to ask me a bazillion questions and to ask to touch me.

I sighed and laid there, unable to get up without any help. This was ridiculous... I felt like I had to depend on Joel for EVERYTHING anymore.

I sighed and pushed myself up slowly, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. So far so good. I stood slowly, finding my balance and forcing myself up.

I then headed downstairs, going slowly so I wouldn't end up falling, and headed into the living room, sitting down on he sofa.

"I called some people," Joel told me, coming into the living room, "And- wait, you came down here by yourself?"

"Yes!" I pouted, "I'm not crippled."

"I know, but still," Joel sighed, "Anyways, some friends are gonna come over and cheer you up."

Somehow. Joel managed to invite some of the skinniest people on the FACE OF THE FUCKING EARTH. That would be Tony and Billy. Billy got there first. Touched my stomach, got over it. But Tony had been on tour in like. Finland or somewhere assanine like that. And he hadn't seen me. Since I was in my second month. And I was anxiously awaiting the moment he would gasp and bug his eyes out and go "wow".

"Benji calm down." Billy laughed as I paced around like a fool. "It's just Tony."

"I know. I just feel like being jittery and stupid thats all." I explained. Billy and Joel just shrugged and waited. Finally tony bust in. Just like that. I mean he ran in the door And jumped and landed with his legs so far apart he almost did a a split and started playing air guitar.

"EVERYONE! TONY LOVATO H... Whoaaaa..." He looked me over and stopped, standing up normally. "Dayum."

"Why does everyone do that?!" I asked, exasperately.

"N... No I'm sorry I just... Haven't seen you recently... And. wow. Can I touch it???" It was depressing how many grown men spotted me and acted like a kid in a candy store at the prospect of touching my belly.

"G'head." I sighed, and he stepped forward and touched it softy.

"Umm... Anyway dude! I missed you!" Tony gave me a hug and a pat on the back. "All of you." He said to Billy and Joel. "Whats been happening!?" He asked.

"Not much really." I told him and Joel chuckled.

"A Lots been up actually." Joel told him. And so began Joel explaining my pregnancy, in detail, to Tony.

I hated it when he did that.

I sighed and sat down beside Billy as Joel told Tony every last detail, and Tony listened intently, taking it all in.

"Wow..." he muttered, shifting his gaze to look at me, "How do you do it?"

I shrugged. "I don't know."

Instead of cheering me up, it seemed like they were just making me more depressed.

"So Tony, how's Finland been?" Billy asked him.

"Cold," Tony nodded, "I'm glad to be back home... it's so damn cold over there. AND we had to do a few shows OUTSIDE in the cold. Not fun."

"Poor you," I forced a smile, trying to cheer up, "Did you guys get frozen to the stage?"

"Almost," Tony laughed, "They had to scrape us off the stage and pry our instruments from us."

"Aww, but you survived," Joel laughed.

"Barely," Tony laughed, "Anyways, Benji, on behalf of myself and Mest, we're shooting our new music video sometime... in a month or two or something like that, and we would be honored if you would be in it."

"Uhm.. I... I'll still be all fat." I pulled on a loose thread at the end of my shirt.

"Yeah. Our drummers fat. So what?" Tony just shrugged.

"I.. Uh..."

"..Well If you don't want to..." Tony sounded hurt.

"NO.. I do. I just don't want to break the stage..." I told him.

"Benji you exaggerate shit so much." Joel sighed.

"Hey don't worry it probably wont be for nother two months so you'll have plenty of time. You wont be that fat anyway. You have to consider how much of your fat is actually baby and all that. other disgusting stuff in there." Tony grimaced and Billy just chuckled, being his usual silent self.

"Okay.." I rolled my eyes, "I'll do the video."

"YAY!" Tony cheered. "Do you have any beer?"

"...Do you THINK we have beer???" Joel asked him, with a tone that said "you're a fucking moron."

"Uh... Why wouldn't you?" Tony replied.

"Pregnant people cant have beer." Billy pipped up.

"Oooh." Tony nodded, "What about vodka?"

"You're a moron tony." I muttered, shaking my head.

"Thanks," Tony grinned, "Soooo what can we all do?"

"Order pizza and watch movies," Billy grinned.

"Sounds good," Joel nodded, "Sounds good to you guys?"

Tony and I both nodded, and Joel said, "Alright, I'll go order. You can decide what movies to watch."

"Lwt's watch something scary," I said, leaning back against the sofa.

"Like?" Tony asked.

"I dunno...... let's watch Jason X," I replied.

"Alright," Billy said, leaning over and putting the DVD in.

"Alright, I got four pizzas... is that enough?" Joel asked, coming back into the room and sitting down on the chair.

"Should be," I nodded, "Joel, come sit with me."

When the pizzas got here I was kinda pissed Joel got up. I liked snuggling with him. But when he brought the Pizza in my mood changed over to glad as I realized I could now snuggle and eat. Oh fun. Of course first I had to take MY pie, which Joel had learned to order with no sauce, only cheese and then that weird cheese thats in lasagna, and put cheddar on it and melt it. I had to do that about five hundred times with 500 slices before I was full. I finished about the time the movie was over.

"That was disgusting." Tony told me, about my pizza. It was good. I'd eaten so much I couldn't move. But it was GOOD.

"That was scary.." Billy said, talkig about the movie.

"I almost pissed my pants..." I admitted.

"...It wasnt THAT scary." Billy looked at me funny.

"No I just really have to Pee... JOEL I CANT GET UP HELP!" Joel managed to drag my over-pizza -stuffed, self up so I could goto the bathroom, but I came right back to claim my chair. Contemplating if I should eat the last of that pizza... I realized I'd missed a lot as everyone was engrossed in their conversation.

"And then this psycho bitch from hell came flying out of nowhere and tackled me and tried to rip my penis off.." Tony related his story as everyone cringed while he described the way she tried to twist his cock until it broke. "Aparantly I fucked her in Sophomore year and forgot to call her back... Evil, evil woman bitch thing."

"One time.." Blly started, "This girl andher friend started grabing at me trying to rip my clothes off. I hit one with a water bottle and she went psycho and tried to bite me."

"Once... Well.. Some girl DID bite me!" Joel laughed. I felt so. Left out. Stupid really, all I had to do was speak up to be included, but nobody even seemed to notice me.

I was just the random beachball bouncing around in the chair.

I sighed and played with the hem of my shirt, closing my eyes and willing myself to fall asleep instead of listening to everyone chatting happily.

But I then realized that I couldn't fall asleep without Joel with me. And he was sitting over by Tony.

"Jooooooel," I whined, opening my arms to him.

Joel didn't seem to hear me, only continued his conversation with Tony and Billy. I sighed and put my arms back down dejectedly.

I sighed and shifted so I could lean my arms against the arm of the sofa, leaning my head in my arms and sighing.

I bet they were so into their conversation that if I died right here and right now that they wouldn't notice.

I gave up and forced myself to stand, before going upstairs, surprized when Joel didn't even say anything to me.

I stripped down to my boxers before crawling into bed, silently wishing Joel was with me.

But I bet none of them even noticed my absesnce from the living room

I fell asleep finally. It must have been hours. I was too insulted to cry. But to upset to actually tell them I was insulted or yell. The next morning I woke up. Alone. I know I might sound like a pussy but since this whole pregnancy thing happened I only feel comfortable when Joel's around. And I only feel comfortable sleeping when he's there next to me. Lets face it, I'm clingy. And I felt like cliging to Joel just then. He wasn't there to cling to. When I got downstairs there was a note on the fridge.

He was going to crash with one of them.

My Joel. Crashing with Tony. The manwhore. Or Billy. The pretty boyslut. I found myslelf panicing. What if he cheated? I was so unapealing. All bloated and fat. For a minute I thought I should have had more faith in him. Joel would never cheat, would he? I was panicing again. What if he had liked them better? I went to call him then stopped... What if he had cheated.. He didn't.. right?

I grabbed the phone and dialed his cell. The second it picked up I screamed.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"

"I'm at Billys cousins house..." His groggy voice replied.

"WHY!?!?"

"I'm sorry... Last night I had to much to drink and I didn't wanna drive... I called and left a me..."

"I DONT CARE IF YOU LEFT A MESSAGE! YOU SCUM! I FUCKING HATE YOU" I hung up on him, just like that.

I sniffed, wiping my eyes as I felt tears coming, AGAIN. I felt bad for saying that to Joel, but hadn't he hurt me?

I mean, he basically ignored me last night. I had to sleep alone. I wake up and he's gone. Maybe he finally did realize how gross and disgusting I am now.

I sighed and went back upstairs, laying back in bed and pulling the covers over my head.

I must've fallen asleep again, 'cause the next thing I knew, I woke up and Joel was curled in bed beside me, his arm draped over me and his hand on my stomach.

I sighed and curled further back into his arms, feeling safe. "Benj?" Joel whispered, "You awake?"

"Yeah," I replied, "I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"I should be sorry for ditching you last night," Joel sighed, burying his face into the crook of my neck, "I love you Benji. I guess I just got carried away having too much fun."

"It's okay," I whispered, "I can't blame you. You deserve to have fun, and not have to stay inside with me everyday."

"Don't talk like that Benj," Joel told me firmly, "We only have a week left... then we'll be able to do the things we love."

I nodded, rolling over to face him, and kissing him softly. "I love you Joel," I whispered, hugging him as close to me as I could.

"I love you too benji." Joel whispered to me, rubbing my back. I kissed him softly on the lips. "You've got so much on your mind over this whole pregnancy thing. I hope for your sake its over soon so you can just relax."

"There's gonna be NO relaxing when this baby comes. I can tell. It's hyper." I nodded.

"Awe but we'll still have our own baby."

"Yeah.." I sighed.

"What... You are happy about that right?"

"Huh? OH of course.. Yes definately. I want this baby more than anything... But I'm just worried about. Shit. I mean. I KNOW you'll be a good dad. I'm just scared. Physically I am so sick of being pregnant. I hate it. I want it to be over. Now... But I still want to fix things perfect for the baby and make sure I will know how to do things right..."

"So essentially, you're sick of being pregnant, but you dont want the baby to be here yet?" Joel questioned me.

"Essentially. Yes." i replied, and Joel sighed.

"I don't know what to say to make you feel better. Um. But I picked up some icecream on the way here if that helps. Cookie dough. I figured you'd be fuming when I got here but you were asleep so I stuck it in the freezer? Want it?"

"YES!!!" I screamed excitedly, attempting to sit up. Joel put his hand on my back and pushed me up and helped me off the bed. I was fine from then on. Until Igot to my beloved icecream.

*Joel*

I smiled as I watched Benji eat his ice cream, looking like a little kid on Christmas morning.

"You're too cute," I smiled at him. He looked at me questioningly.

"You are," I nodded, smiling at standing behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind, rubbing hus tummy with my hands, "I can't wait."

"Me either," Benji agreed, putting his bowel into the sink, "We got six more days... how am I gonna survive?"

"You will," I nodded, "I'll make sure of it."

"Okay," Benji smiled, "Can we watch TV?"

"Sure," I smiled, leading him into the living room and sitting down on the sofa with him, before switching the TV on, and going to the menu to see what was on. Gotta love Digital Cable.

"Anything good on?" Benji asked, running his fingers up and down my right arm gently. I shivered slightly, 'causing Benji to giggle. I guess he was in his 'affectionate' mood again.

"Ummm.... The Ring is on," I said, clicking on the movie.

"Cool," Benji nodded, "I like that movie."

Benji seemed almost unphased by the immense scariness of this movie. He had his fingers casually laced with mine, letting our hands come to rest on his stomach, only gasping occasionally.

I on the other hand was ready to jump off the couch and run. But that wouldn't be nice. Benji had his head resting on my chest, so if I jumped I'd probably throw him and the baby 40 feet.

"I wanna lay down." Benji told me.

"..Uh... OKAY! Uh.. How bout we go in the bedroom???"

"And miss the movie? No silly... Scootch over.." He instruced and I did so. He shifted and layed down with his head in my lap. "You're all comfy." He smiled up at me. Awe he was so cute. It took my mind off the fact I was about to piss myself with this movie. I dont know why Benji likes them so much but he does... Actually I like them too. I love being scared. I'm weird. I combed his hair with my fingers a few times. It was really growing like a weed. When the movie was finally over..And I opened my eyes, Benji struggled to get up.

"Joel... Help me I have to pee..." He grunted, trying to get up all the way. And pretty much succeded before I had a chance to help. I got up and pulled him off the couch. "Thanks..." He said quickly, rushing in the direction of the bathroom. I heard him clomp off down the hallway before I turned the TV off. With the remote. I was afraid to get to close. Incase the freaky girl jumped out and killed me before I could hit the 'Power' Button. When benji came back he looked sleepy. I hadn't noticed before, since my eyes were closed. He gave me a half lidded smile while rubbing his swollen belly.

"I'm tired..." He yawned.

"Me too." I smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bedroom.

"Here, lemme help," I said as Benji struggled to get his sweats off. I helped him pull them off, leaving him in his boxers.

"Thanks Joely," he smiled at me, before crawling into bed, snuggling down into the covers.

I smiled and stripped to my boxers as well, before crawling in beside him and hugging him close.

"Night Benji," I whispered, kissing his temple softly, brushing a few strands of hair off his face.

"Night Joely," he whispered back, snuggling closer to me.

That morning I woke up before Benji did. I crawled out of bed and went to relieve myself, before going downstairs to feed Cash, before he decided he wanted to wake Benji up.

"Here Cash," I smiled, petting his fur softly before putting his bowl of food down for him.

I yawned and went into the living room, sitting on the sofa and grabbing the remote, still freaked out about the movie last night. Great. Was I gonna be freaked out like this for the next seven days?

I switched the TV on and searched for something to watch while I waited for Benji to wake up.

When Benji finally did come downstairs he came... Very slowly. And he was fully dressed. Bandana and trucker cap and all. He trudged into the livingroom, gripping his stomach with one hand.

"Awe baby are you sick?" asked sweetly, getting up to help him to the couch.

"N...No... J...Um... Joel I think it's time." He blurted out.

"...Time? You mean.. TIME!?" I practically screamed. He was going to have my baby. OH MAN.

"I...I think so... I was in bed and then my stomach got tight and it hurt like hell... It's not hurting now... But... We should go to the doctor anyway.. Y'know just in case." I could tell benji was scared. His voice unusually soft.

"O...Okay... Um. Sit down I'll get your bag..." I sputtered nervously, running into the bedroom and grabbing his suitcase we'd packed just days earlier from under the bed and running into the livingroom with it. Benji was sitting on the couch, his face scrunched up clutching his belly.

"God it hurts.." He said through grit teeth, before his face relaxed and he exhaled rubbing his hands over the outside of his stomach.

"...Oh fuck..." I muttered, going over to help him up. He was walking increasingly. Odd. Waddling more than usual. Probably from the pain. Or his stomach. It looked lower. The doctor said that would happen. the baby would "drop" down so it was closer to the birth canal or something like that. I hadn't expeced this to happen so soon. The baby hadn't dropped down at all. Which can happen like. Weeks before labor. I helped Benji into the car, and sped off down the highway.

"Ugh gross..." Benji muttered, shifting uncomfortably.

"What!?" I screamed nervously.

"My water just broke..." I wondered why that couldn't wait until he was FAR AWAY from the seats of my new car.

"Ow..." Benji muttered, his face scrunching up in pain as another contraction hit him.

"We're almost there," I muttered, driving as far over the speed limit I could without getting a ticket.

Once the hospital came into view, I heaved a sigh of relief, before pulling into the emergency parking lot, and parking.

I jumped out and ran around to help Benji out of the car, before helping him into the emergency room. Luckily, Dr. Moore was there, and spotted us.

"Is it time?" he asked, waving a nurse over with a wheelchair.

"Yes," Benji mumbled once the pain sudsided a bit, sitting in the wheelchair with the nurse's help.

"Alright, let's get him into the operating room and set up," Dr. Moore told the nurse, then turned to me, "Come on, he'll need you there for support."

I nodded, taking the hospital gown thingie he gave me and slipping it on over my clothes like he said. Appatently it helps protect the baby, from what, I don't know.

"Joel.." Benji whimpered, reaching his hand out to me. I rushed to his side as the nurse pushed him down the hallway, taking his hand in mine.

The doctor had a wonderful task of doing an "internal examination". Another words he shoved his whole arm up benjis ass. I have such sympathy for him after that. I had even more sympathy after what the doctor told us next.

"It seems like you're in for a long labor. It's usually like that with first babies. It should take a few hours to get y..."

"HOURS!?" Benji screeched.

"Um. Yes. But most of it will be generally mild contractions. Like the ones you're having now." The doctor explained.

"MILD!? YOU MEAN THEY GET WORSE!?" Benji screeched again. Suddenly his face contorted with the next contraction.

"PAINKILLERS! GIVE ME PAINKILERS! I WANT AN EPIDURAL! I WANT TO BE NUMB!"

"Usually we wait until labor becomes very intense to go with the epidural." The doctortold us, "I'm sorry I have to go check on other patients. I'll be back in about an hour" He closed the door on his way out with the nurse. Leaving me and my contracting brother alone.

"Joelll." Benji whined, "HE WONT GIVE ME PAINKILLERS!" I'd never hear benji. Scream like that. He sounded like a chick in a death metal band.

"He will.. Just tough it out benj..." I offered weakly, giving him my hand. I wondered how much support I could give him. I didnt know what the fuck to say...

After about 26 long hours, without either of us getting sleep; Benji because of the pain he was in, and me because of the whining he did with the pain, the doctor came back in to do another internal examination.

Once he finished, he said," I think you're just about ready to give birth. Let me go get the nurse for backup help and we'll be good to go."

He said it so... casually. Which I guess makes sense... he's probably delivered a ton of babies in his lifetime.

"God, why's he so CALM?!" Benji demanded, his face contorting in pain, "Is it over yet?!"

"Just about," I whispered, brushing his hair out of his face, before Dr. Moore and the nurse came back in. I stood beside Benji as they spread his legs and lifted his feet into stirrups, prepairing him for the delivery.

"Alright Benji, on the next contraction, I want you to push down for as long as you can, and as hard as you can, okay? The more you push, the faster this will be over," the doctor told him, standing between his legs.

Benji nodded, tears coming to his eyes as the contraction hit, and he pushed down as hard as he could, his face going red from the exertion, and my hand almost losing circulation from him gripping it so hard.

Benji finally fell back and panted for air.

"This hurts worse than the contractions..." He groaned.

"It's okay Benji you're doing good. Next contraction do the same thing." The doctor instructed. Benjis contractions were only a few seconds apart now, so he started pushing almost immediately. "I can see the head!" The doctor soon informed us as benji continued to push. "Okay benji stop." Benji fell back again.

"Why? Whats wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing I just don't want him to over exert himself or to tear down here. Okay Benji you're doing great. Take a few seconds to breath and when you feel ready push again." The doctor further instructed. Benji nodded an gasped a few times.

"Joel it hurts so bad..." He whimpered.

"I know sweety it'll be over soon."

"Okay... Fuck I just want this over with..." Benji said, sounding pained and exausted, before beginning to push again.

"GOOD Benji... Just one more push after this and were good to go!" The doctor encouraged him. Soon Benji let out an ear piercing scream as did our baby. The doctor grabbed him and held him up. I swear... The world went into slow motion. He was a perfect baby. Pale and covered in gook, but perfect and beutful none the less. Mere seconds passed before the doctors whisked him away to be weighed and measured. Poor baby. Lived his whole life in a bubble of water only to be snatched out through an asshole and prodded by scary people in masks.

"Joel.." Benji whimpered, "Joel he's so perfect..."

"I know..." I replied, tears streaming down my face as I hugged Benji.

I smiled and sat beside Benji as he slept. All day he'd been having contractions and stuff, and then finally giving birth... I wasn't surprized when he fell asleep.

The doctors said he'd be allowed home sometime tomarrow afternoon, only if he got plently of rest.

Sleep... that's what I needed. "Joel," Benji whispered sleepily, opening his arms to me.

I smiled gratefully and crawled into bed with him, settling down beside him, and wrapping my arms around him.

"I love you Benji," I whispered, hugging him.

"I love you too," he whispered, closing his eyes and welcoming sleep.

When I awoke later, Benji was already awake, and holding our son. OUR son. I smiled and sat up slightly to look at him.

He had our eyes and dark black hair. He was perfect. "He's so perfect," Benji whispered, voicing my thoughts, "Wanna hold him?"

I nodded, smiling as Benji handed him to me, "What should we name him?"

"Danny... It's a cute name." Benji smiled.

"I agree. Good name. Middle name?" Benji asked.

"Hm. Let mom think that up. The kid needs a shitty middle name like us. It'll toughen him up." I smiled, looking at the baby, who was all wrapped up cept for his face, and his eyes were closed.

"SHH! Joel. Don't cuss infront of the baby!" Benji whispered, exasperatedly.

"Oops.. Sorry... He needs a... silly middle name like us." I corrected myself. "Isn't that right Danny?" I baby talked him, poking him on the nose softly. He pried his eyes open and looked at us. My heart just melted. It was so adorable. Wonderful. I love this baby. I feel bad for people with ugly babies.

"Benji benjibenjibenji look he opened his eyes!" I whispered frantically, showing him to benji. Dannys eyes roamed aimlessly.

"Hello baby.. Hello sweetie..." Benji cooed, waving to him. Dannys eyes were blue. But I think all babies have blue eyes, right? I hoped they wouldn't change. Our mom had blue eyes. The baby had our moms eyes.

"Well its official." I nodded.

"What? That were dads?" Benji smiled.

"No... that our baby is better than everyone elses."