There you go, buddy," Roy said as he set a dish of food on the floor for Boot.

"Hey Roy?" he heard Johnny call.

"Yeah, I'm in here," he answered.

Johnny entered the small kitchen and living area, and looked at his partner. "Did you know we need more bandages and saline?"

"Yeah, I figured we'd get it after the first run today," Roy answered drying the last of the dishes in the sink.

"Huh, okay," Johnny grabbed a magazine and sat down to relax as the phone rang.

"I'll get it," Roy said drying his hands and going for the phone.

The two were alone at the station as everyone else had been called out on a brush fire an hour earlier. They'd all arrived to find a ton of chores needing to be done, and they'd barely made a dent before the call had come in, leaving Johnny and Roy to do most of it alone.

Roy answered the phone. "Station 51, Fireman Roy DeSoto speaking. Oh, hi honey."

Johnny watched as his face went from happy to concerned. "Wait, slow down, honey, I can't understand you."

The others picked that moment to return. They all silenced at the look on Johnny's face. "What, are you sure?"

There was a moment of silence. "Okay, I'll call you later. I love you too. Bye."

Roy hung up the phone and sank into a chair. Johnny had now come to his feet and went to his partner, his own heart pounding with fear.

"What is it Roy?"

"Joanne had a doctor's appointment this morning."

Johnny's heart sank with the possibilities. "Oh Roy…"

Roy looked at him completely stunned. "She's pregnant."

For a moment there was silence. Then Johnny's face broke into a huge grin and he slapped Roy on the back. "Well congratulations partner!"

Roy smiled as well. "Sorry, guys, I just…it's kind of a shock, you know?"

"Don't worry about it," Chet said. "Congrats pal."

The others expressed their good wishes as well before heading off to finish the chores. "Hey Roy, you kind of cut things off fast with Joanne. Why don't you use the phone in my office," Hank said.

"Thanks Cap." Roy headed in that direction as Johnny exhaled loudly.

"He had me worried for a minute Cap," Johnny stated.

"Me too Pal," Hank smiled and shook his head.

The day was a slow one. Roy and Johnny ended their third run of the day at the hospital, having brought in a ten year old boy who had fractured his arm.

Roy left exam two to find Johnny happily chatting with Dixie. "Hey Dix," he said.

"Hello Roy," Dixie smiled. "I hear congratulations are in order."

"News sure travels fast," Roy said.

"Well, you've got Johnny here to thank for that," Dr. Brackett said wryly, as he walked over. "The whole hospital knows. Congratulations Roy. How's she feeling?"

"She's doing well. The doctor says she's about six weeks along and everything looks good."

"Well, tell her we're thinking about her," Brackett said.

"Will do. Come on Johnny, we gotta hit the road."

They headed for the squad as Kel and Dixie watched them go. "This'll be Roy's third, right Dix?" Kel asked.

"Yep. Jenny's his first and then Chris."

"Well he's a good man. They both are."

"We couldn't ask for better," Dixie smiled. "Come on let's get some coffee."