A/N - thank you to everyone who's reviewed this story and seems to think it's worth continuing. This chapter was written as a collaboration with CarolineMStella - thanks for your hard work (I hope you still recognise it!) If people would like to see more, please review and let me know what you think. Em xx

A/N- Please note I am very much a fluff writer so there are bound to be various inaccuracies. I hope you enjoy it for what it is - a piece of fan fiction!

Blake Moran arrived at the McCord's house and nodded his acknowledgement to his boss's security detail. He knocked on the door, which swiftly opened to reveal Henry and Elizabeth, waiting anxiously.

"Thanks for coming Blake. I know how weird this must be" said Elizabeth, compassionately, before turning her attention to the petite woman standing next to her assistant. "And you brought Dr Merril! Great to see you, Dr Merril, please come in, come in," Elizabeth ushered the pair into the house. She grabbed Blake's sleeve as he walked past her. "You brought my OB/GYN?!" she hissed in disbelief.

"Two birds, one stone?" Blake offered helplessly and Elizabeth sighed.

"Would you like me to go back to the office, so you have some privacy?"

"No. Stay. Please. If this goes the way I think it's going to, you and I are going to become very close over the next nine months." Elizabeth said, heading towards the couch where the two doctors where chatting, leaving Blake open-mouthed in her wake.

"Well, Elizabeth, if the word 'PREGNANT' on the test didn't confirm it, this certainly has," Dr Merril said as she turned the control on the mobile sonogram and a whooshing noise filled the bedroom. "You're an old pro at this so I don't need to tell you that that's your baby's heartbeat,"

"'Old' being the operative word," Elizabeth said, gripping tighter to Henry's hand as the two of them stared at the tiny black and white blob on the screen.

"Now then, Elizabeth, women are having babies later and later these days. You're certainly not the oldest of my patients and you've been through this before. That being said," Dr Merril's tone turned serious,"I'd be lying if I said I didn't have my concerns about the strain your job will take on your health as your pregnancy progresses." The doctor observed a look pass between the pair and nodded knowingly. "I see I'm not the only one with concerns. Well, it's early days - you're measuring nine weeks - so we can discuss a plan of action when I see you for your 12 week scan."

While Henry accompanied Dr Merril down stairs to join Blake, Elizabeth went into the bathroom to clean the gel off her stomach. Grabbing a Kleenex, she moved the tissue across her still flat belly, trying hard to remember what it felt like to have a baby bump. It had been 14 years since she'd last carried a child and it filled her with disbelief and apprehension to know that she was about to go through it all again.

When she was finished cleaning up she joined the other three in the living room. She looked over at Blake. Poor Blake! She thought. This must be so awkward for him. She walked over and sat down beside him.

"I'm sure Henry and Dr Merril have filled you in. I'm going to need you to keep the pregnancy a secret for now. If it gets out, I'll string you up by your eyelashes"

Blake looked absolutely terrified. "Yes ma'am."

After Blake and Dr Merril had left, Elizabeth and Henry sat together in silence, Elizabeth seeking comfort in the arms of her husband. They stayed like that for a while, neither one wanting to start the conversation that they both knew was inevitable.

Henry was the first to speak. "So, nine weeks, huh? That means the baby was conceived the night..."

"...the night Dimitri was released by the Russians." Elizabeth finished, burying her head tighter against Henry's chest. She thought back to that night. She'd held her husband in her arms, much like he was doing now. During the months they'd thought Dimitri was dead, she'd watched her husband withdraw from life but that night, as relief coursed through his body, knowing that he'd finally done the right thing by the young Russian, Elizabeth felt her husband returning to her. Compassion had turned to passion between them and, as they now knew, a new life had been created on that night of new beginnings.

Henry hugged his wife tighter, "Babe, this isn't such a terrible thing. With all of the evil we've encountered recently, this is an amazing surprise"

"I know, but Henry, a baby? This doesn't really fit in with our current lifestyle. I mean, you're busy with not one but two jobs, and I'm Secretary of State."

"Really? I had no idea!" Henry said with a smirk

"Dork"

"But I'm a sexy dork"

"Yes you are, Professor." she said, nuzzling closer.

"You know," Henry said, placing a kiss in her hair, "we have a little time before the kids get home if you wanna fool..." His sentence was cut off as Elizabeth sat bolt upright and looked at him with a pained expression.

"Oh, God, the kids! What are we going to tell the kids?!"

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