Sup guys! Left a bit of a cliffhanger on the last chappie, hope this one answers all the millions of questions you had... no? Ah well, enjoy anyway! :P At the top is a cute thing I saw so :3

-Brice's POV-

"...ice...Br...Brice...BRICE! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes with a groan, my vision swirling with dots. I blinked a few times and they slowly cleared.

"Brice, get up." I heard Seto call softly, sounding hoarse. I sat up, shaking the lingering fuzziness from my brain.

The last things I remember were Chase... Seto... potion... machine...

I gasped as realisation dawned on me. I whipped my head around, finding myself on the floor propped up against the couch, a concerned looking Seto kneeling next to me.

My eyes widened as they made contact with Seto's, and I looked down at his tummy, covered once again by his tshirt.

I scrambled to my knees, placing a hand over his stomach, staring at it.

We were having a baby. A little me, or Seto. Our own child.

I looked back up to see Seto teary eyed, his face twisted in anxiety. I put my free hand on his cheek, wiping away some stray tears from his eyes and kissed his nose.

"What's wrong baby?" I asked softly, still seeing the distressed look on his face. He closed his eyes, placing a hand on mine over his cheek.

"I-I thought you w-wouldn't be h-happy a-about this..." he whispered, bowing his head miserably.

I used both of my hands to cup his cheeks, lifting his head until he met my gaze. I smiled at him, resting my forehead on his.

"You can't imagine how unbelievably happy I am Seto. I love you so much, and I'm going to love our baby as well." I whispered earnestly, tears of joy falling.

Seto smiled, brushing our noses together and giggling and I smiled.

"We're gonna be parents..." he breathed, placing a hand on his stomach. I grinned, placing my hand on top of his, kissing him deeply, still smiling into the kiss.

A cough from behind shattered the moment completely, and I turned my head to see a smirking Chase, although I could see the softness in his eyes.

"You already got him pregnant Brice." he used, and I huffed, standing up and giving Seto a hand.

I still can't believe it. My baby is carrying my baby!!

I sat Seto down on the couch, then looked towards Chase dryly. He chuckled and. I rolled my eyes.

"So, do you want to see it again or will you pass out on me a second time?" he asked, an amused smirk on his face.

I growled, and Seto grabbed my hand, stopping me from introducing his face to the carpet. Seto squeezed my hand and gave me a warning glare.

I sighed, looking back to Chase, who now held the gel and scanner again. I gulped and nodded, my eyes locked onto the blank screen Chase had placed on the coffee table.

Chase grinned, and motioned for Seto to get back into position. He did so, and lifted his tshirt so his tummy was showing. Chase applied more gel, and placed the scanner back on his stomach.

He moved it around for a few minutes, intently watching the screen, when a rapid thumping noise suddenly filled the room, and he paused, keeping the device still.

I reached down and took Seto's hand in mine, squeezing it tightly. Tears streamed down my face s I looked down at him, to see him with one hand over his mouth, wide eyed, staring at the screen with watery eyes.

I looked back at Chase, who was pressing a few buttons on the screen.

"Judging by the size of it, I'd say you were about six weeks along. You see that end? That's the baby's he'd. And that sound you can hear is its heartbeat." he stated, that soft smirk slipping back into his face. I think that was the only form of expression that sat right on his face.

He pressed a couple more buttons, then ejected a disc from the machine, turning it off in the process.

I handed Seto some tissues to wipe the gel off, and took the disc Chase was holding out to me.

"What's this?" I asked, turning it over in my hand.

"It's got a recording of Junior's heartbeat on it and some sonogram pictures on it." he said, all his equipment now neatly packed way in his bags.

I beamed, holding it carefully. I felt a small shaky hand grip my arm, and I looked to see Seto grinning up at me shyly, and I slipped an arm around him, hand resting on his hip.

I turned back to Chase and shook his hand, setting the disc down carefully on the coffee table.

"Thanks a lot for this mn. You have no idea how happy we are. Is there any way we can repay you?" I asked cautiously. The last time we made a deal with Chase, shit didn't go down well.

Chase mulled this over for a moment, before nodding.

"Yeah, I'd like to take notes on the pregnancy as it progresses. It's for my course. With the research, I'd get an A* for sure." he smirked wolfishly, eyes gleaming. I glared.

"If anything happens to our baby because of your little 'research'-" I began, but Chase cut me off.

"Nothing would happen Brice, I'm just asking for observation, not some freaky Frankenstein shit. If you want, I could also do check ups for you, save going to the hospital. I know how unpleasant they are for you." he said with a grimace, a hint of guilt flashing through his eyes.

I looked at Seto, who was biting his lip, deep in thought. He looked at me with a questioning expression.

I thought about it, letting Chase help us thought the pregnancy. He had hurt Seto I. The past, but after the incident with his brother, he seemed genuinely sorry for what he's done.

I gave Seto a small smile, showing I was on board. He blinked a couple of times, before he smiled back, both of us turning to a bored looking Chase.

"Yeah, that's sounds ok." Seto said, sticking out a hand to shake with a Chase. He took it, the ever present smirk back on his face.

"But! keep this professional." Seto warned sternly, and a chase rolled his eyes, nodding.

"Of course. Lover Boy still kind of hates me, so I wasn't expecting us to be all buddy buddy." he said, chuckling. I poured.

"I don't hate you, I just think that your face could do with some reconstructive surgery involving my fist." I smirked innocently, as Chase glowered, and Seto rolled his eyes.

"Is there anything you can tell us about the baby right now?" Seto asked, ignoring Chase and I's stare off. Chase ripped his eyes away from me and cleared his throat.

"Right now, the foetus is about the size of a lentil. You won't really start showing until about 12-16 weeks, but it may be sooner since your male. You'll probably get symptoms like you've been experiencing, like the morning sickness and often cravings and mood swings as well."

Seto nodded, and bit his lip, a nervous look in his eye.

"But what about the fainting? Is that normal?" he asked fearfully, hand over his tummy protectively as I squeezed him to me soothingly. Chase pondered before shrugging.

"I think that was due more to the strain on your body and any stress you've been under. As long as you take it easy from now on you'll both be fine. And before you ask Brice, yes, you can have sex and no, it won't harm the baby." Chase informed, and Seto snorted, stifling his laugh with his hand.

I glared at Chase, then gently pushed him out of the open front door, pouting and blushing like crazy.

Although I was relieved to hear that - I mean come on, who wouldn't want a piece of my mans ass - but still, did he have to predict what I was thinking?

Seto grinned smugly, and waved at Chase. "See you Chase. Thanks again for this. We'll call you if we have any questions." he chirped quickly as Chase smirked and nodded.

I grunted out some sort of farewell, before closing the door, mumbling about privacy and what blunt object would kill Chase quicker. I decided it would be a good club. Shame I don't golf.

I turned to Seto, a wide smile forming on my face. He looked up at me with an equally joyous expression, walking towards me and wrapping his arms around my neck, burying his face in my chest.

I snaked my arms around him, resting my hands in his hips, my cheek resting on top of his head, rubbing circles on his soft pale skin with the lads of my thumbs.

We stood like that for a while, taking in everything. I couldn't wait to be a father! Mine and Seto's own baby.

"I love you Seto." I murmured, swaying us slightly. Seto's grip on me tightened, and I could feel him smile against my chest.

"I love you too Brice." he whispered, slightly muffled, and I chuckled, pulling away from him, grinning down.

"Let's get some sleep, it's late, and we don't want to stress out the baby." I muttered, and Seto rolled his eyes, smirking.

"You're going to be one of those overprotective daddies, I can tell." he teased, giggling. I pouted, and he smirked at me, kissing the pout, instantly lifting it.

He took my hand and led me to the bedroom, stripping to his boxers and climbing into bed.

I followed, sliding in next to him and wrapping my arms around his waist, resting my hand splayed out on his tummy.

I smiled as I drifted off to sleep, thinking of my amazing sexy husband, and our little soon tone family. We're going to be parents.

-Seto's POV-

I woke up with a groan, opening my eyes to the bleary morning light. I sighed, reaching over to hug Brice, only to find a cold pillow and ruffled bedsheets.

I looked and sat up, brow furrowed. Where the hell did he go? I shrugged, leaning against the headboard. Probably gone for a poop or something.

My stomach suddenly lurched, and my eyes widened, sprinting groggily out of bed and into the bathroom, puking up my guts into the sink - I didn't make it to the toilet.

I flinched when I felt a wet cloth wipe my clammy brow, cool material feeling good against my flushed skin.

I turned to see Brice giving me a sympathetic smile, arm around my waist as I meant on him, running the tap to wash away the vomit.

"Where were you?" I croaked, after we walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen. Brice held up a carrier bag and offered me a half smile.

"Running a few errands. I got us breakfast and a surprise for later." he smirked winking.

I blushed and leant my chin on my hand, as I watched Brice get out a McDonalds bag, the heavenly smell of grease and diabetes assaulting my senses.

He handed me the deliciously sinful food, double egg McMuffin, and I are it ravenously, finishing it in seconds. Hey, I just puked, I'm hungry!

I burped once I set down the wrapper, leaning back satisfied, sipping my tea slowly while Brice watched amused.

"Hungry were we?" he asked, and I stuck my tongue out at him, stsnding up and putting my empty rubbish in the bin.

I came back to the table to see Brice finished, washing his hands and coming over to me with a shy expression.

"Hey, Seto, do you, I'm, wanna see what I got you?" he mumbled, scratching the back of his head nervously. I nodded and he grabbed the carrier bag, motioning me to follow him to the living room.

He sat down on the couch and I sat next to him, intrigued as to why he was so shy about this.

He reached into the bag and pulled out a black plastic wallet and a small cardboard box, handing the box to me.

I glanced at him curiously, as I lifted the lid off the box carefully. When I saw what was inside, my eyes began watering, and a soft smile played on my lips as I took it out.

Inside was a scrap book, with the words 'Mr and Mr Solace' on the front.

I opened it to see lots of photos and mementos, starting from the very beginning of our relationship...

The first picture of us snuggling on the couch, the ticket stub from the movie theatre Brice took me to on one of our first dates, a strip of photo booth pictures from the fair, our first anniversary, graduation with all our friends, us kissing as hats rained down, Brice proposing, a couple of post amorous activity shots, our wedding, our honey moon in Venice, and last of all, a print out of the sonogram, our little baby clearly visible if you know what you're looking at.

The rest of the scrap book was empty, and I looked up at Brice with awe, teary eyed.

"Brice... it's amazing! How did you get all of these together?" I breathed, honestly impressed. I knew at least half of these had been taken by Bianca or the guys, how had he managed to compile them all?

He smiled, eyes shining, grabbing my hand and squeezing it lovingly.

"I had guys print out a few and Binky mailed me a few. The sonogram pic I went to the library to use the printer. That's where I was earlier, the get the pictures printed."

He lifted the black wallet, setting it down on the couch.

"In here are copies and a couple of that will fit in our wallets. I want to be able to look back at these and remember all the reasons I love you every single day." he murmured, bringing my hand up to his lips and kissing my finger tips.

I giggled, setting the scrap book carefully aside, and flinging myself at him in a hug. He continues to surprise and amaze me everyday.

God I love him so much, he shows me he does every day.

I release him and glance at the loose sonogram pictures. I suddenly had a thought and my blood ran cold.

I froze, looking up at Brice anxiously, who seemed to register my distress.

"What's wrong baby? Is it your tummy? Are you in pain?" he asked worriedly, slightly hysterical. I gulped, shaking my head.

"Brice... how are we going to tell the guys?"

And there it is! Super cute with the book n stuff! Can Chase be trusted you think? And how do you think the guys will react? Tell me your opinion, and await the next chapter next time. Luvs yas bubs! Laika out.