Kind of a sequel to Katie Bell vs. Everyone, but can be read alone. All you have to know is that Katie and Oliver have been dating since her fifth year, his sixth (I know that doesn't agree with the book, but work with me please). There is also a character named Lila, who is friends with Katie, Angelina, and Alicia, and is dating Lee. Enjoy!

I was aware that Alicia was talking, and that I should have been listening, it was something about her latest article, but I couldn't concentrate. My head was pounding, and I could barely muster the strength to voice my question.

"Alicia, do you have that headache potion you said worked wonders?" I finally asked, breaking into her speech.

She blinked at me before nodding. "Yeah. Do you have another one? That's your sixth this week. And it's Friday!" she said, before digging in her desk drawer.

"I know. What I don't know is what's wrong," I said, letting my head drop into my hands, hoping that would alleviate some of the pain. It didn't help any.

"Here you go," Alicia said, nudging the bottle against my hand.

"Thanks," I replied gratefully.

"No problem. Maybe you should ask Angie to take a look at you," she suggested. "I mean, why bother having a healer for a best friend if we can't use her?" she asked playfully.

"I'm probably just stressing over my next interview. I haven't even written any questions, and it's Monday!" I said, and then swallowed the potion down.

"It's just Harry. You could have a regular conversation with him and put that in the paper," she scoffed. "Seriously, I think Angie should check you out tonight when we see her."

"If it comes up, maybe," I answered. "So, are you enjoying marriage so far?" I asked, trying to direct her attention off of me. Bringing up George and how she just got back from their honeymoon was a sure way to do so.

Her eyes lit up and she started talking about how she loved it. I smiled at her. Oliver and I had been married last year, and Lila and Lee had a date set for a couple months from now. Angelina wasn't seeing anyone, after what happened with Fred. I couldn't exactly blame her, but it had been about five years since the battle. I didn't want to push her into anything, but that didn't stop Alicia from leaving numbers of her male friends in Angie's apartment. I don't believe Angelina did anything with them other than throw them away, but at least Alicia was trying.

I sighed with relief when the clock hit five and we could leave. We were having a little get-together at Oliver and I's house tonight. Alicia was going to come home with me, as opposed to going home and then coming over.

"What is for dinner?" she asked after we flood home.

"Oliver is going to pick up a few pizzas when he comes home from practice," I replied.

"That sounds delicious," Alicia said excitedly. I must have given her a strange look, because she added, "I've been trying to eat salads more and I'm so tired of them." I laughed. Alicia could never stick to one thing very long, besides writing. I hung my coat up, and then decided to change into a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt. No one cares what I wear, and I really wasn't feeling well. I had been planning on cleaning a bit more before people came over, but dismissed the idea. The apartment really wasn't that bad, and the way my stomach was acting convinced me to just sit on the couch with Alicia.

We talked for about half an hour when Lee and Lila arrived, with George. Alicia was still very much in the newlywed phase, and jumped up to hug and kiss him immediately. It was an extremely sweet moment, and then she pulled him to the couch and cuddled into his side. Lila and Lee joined us and we waited for Oliver and Angelina. Angelina arrived first, looking a bit worn but smiling. Another round of hugs went around, as if we hadn't seen each other in years rather than the actual week it had been. Oliver came in moments after Angelina, carrying the pizza boxes. Lee and George got up to "help" him with the boxes, and were about to start eating until they caught their significant others' looks.

"Would you like the first piece?" George asked sheepishly, holding the box out as a peace offering to Alicia. She rolled her eyes and went to grab plates, something I had forgotten.

"Hello, love," Oliver said, and kissed me.

"Hi," I replied and smiled at him. "How was practice?"

"Not bad. The new seeker is better than I imagined, so hopefully that means a good season," he said. He looked ready to rant about the team until he studied me closer and asked, "Are you feeling alright? You look a little pale."

"I'm fine," I said, trying to brush away his concern. A couple of measly headaches weren't going to kill me, and I wasn't going to worry him about them.

"No, she isn't," Alicia said casually, interjecting herself into our conversation. I glared at her. Oliver worried like crazy if I was even the slightest bit ill.

"What's wrong?" Oliver asked, his expression going completely serious. I sighed.

"I'm fine. I've just gotten a few headaches lately," I admitted and looked down at my clasped hands. His own hand came up and nudged my chin up to meet his eyes.

"Are you sure that's all?" he questioned. I nodded, but then had to stop because I could feel the headache creeping back. Oliver must've noticed my wince, because he was holding a hand to my forehead, trying to measure my temperature. I attempted to bat it away, but he didn't allow his hand to move.

"I don't have a fever," I informed him. "It's just a headache."

"Angelina?" Alicia called.

"Yeah?" Angelina answered through a mouth of pizza.

"After we eat, could you check Katie out? She's gotten quite a few this past week," Alicia requested. Angelina nodded her agreement. Oliver hardly looked appeased, but he didn't say anything else. He guided me to the table with the pizza and I shot him an annoyed glance.

"Just because I have a headache doesn't mean I can't find the table," I said, but without the usual tone I had when I was frustrated. It hurt to even muster up the normal tone, let alone an annoyed one.

"I know, but I feel bad I can't do anything. Try to forgive me," Oliver said, grinning. I frowned; it really wasn't fair when he smiled like that. I couldn't be held accountable for my actions when he did that. Ignoring the blush threatening my cheeks, I turned and opened the pizza box. Instantly, I shut it again and covered my hand with my mouth, trying not to gag.

"What's wrong?" Oliver asked, right at my side. I shook my head, not knowing the answer. Angelina had gotten up and was by me. Her face held a puzzled expression.

"Katie, let's go to your room. I want to do the checkup now," she said gently, and started maneuvering me to the bedroom.

"Wait, I want to come," Oliver insisted.

"Oliver, it's just a little checkup. Eat your food, and we'll be back. Don't worry," Angelina said, using her healer voice and gave him a gentle, but firm look. He looked like he was going to protest further, but I shook my head.

"It'll just be a minute," I soothed. He nodded grudgingly.

"Do you know what's wrong with me?" I asked as soon as the door was closed behind us.

"I have a suspicion, but just let me run a few things," she said. I agreed and sat quietly as she performed spells on me. After a few minutes had passed, she paused in her actions and looked, not exactly surprised, but excited.

"Katie, I have some big news for you," Angie said softly, eyeing my expression.

"Am I dying?" I asked automatically. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Of course not. You ready?" I nodded and she took a deep breath before saying, "You're pregnant." I gaped at her.

"No, I'm not," I replied right away, dismissing the notion.

"Yes you are," she responded. My mind was reeling. I didn't know how that could happen; we hadn't been trying for children. Oliver and I agreed that we both wanted them, but not at the moment. We were both in a good place at work, and wanted to stay like that for a while. I suppose we could have been lax a time, and that this would be the product of that.

"Oh my god," I breathed.

"Katie, look at me," Angelina ordered firmly. I obeyed. "You are going to be fine. You love Oliver and you're his world. This is only good." Only good, my mind echoed. Of course it's only good, I scoffed to myself. Oliver and I were going to have a baby!

"I'm going to have a baby!"I said excitedly to her. "Angie, I'm going to be a mom." She smiled.

"I know. And you're going to be a wonderful one. Do you want me to go get Oliver?" she asked. I nodded absently mindedly, already trying to figure everything out. We were going to need to move, our cozy apartment was fine for the two of us, but there was no room for a baby. And we were going to need to buy everything, a crib, and a high chair, and-

"Katie, what's wrong? Angie wouldn't tell me anything," Oliver said anxiously, disrupting my thoughts and making me jump, not having heard him come in.

"Nothing's wrong," I stated slowly.

"Then what is it?"

"Promise you won't freak out?" I requested hesitantly. He nodded vigorously. "I'm pregnant." He stands there for a second before it sinks in. A broad grin spreads across his face and he's pulling me into his arms.

"Are you serious?" he asked in my ear.

"Yes, we're going to have a baby!" I responded, hugging him tight. We just hugged for a little bit, letting the full idea sink in.

"Well, we're going to need to make an appointment with a healer right away, maybe Angelina can recommend someone," he said after he released me from his grasp. He didn't go too far, instead, he pulled both of us onto the bed and put an arm around my back to bring me closer. I nodded in agreement, and burrowed further into his side. His hand was drawing patterns into my arm distractedly as he continued to think about it.

"Should we go tell everyone?" I asked quietly, not really wanting the moment to end. He paused before answering.

"We probably should. We're going to tell them anyways, so why not now?" We got up and walked out of the bedroom holding hands. I wasn't nervous because I knew our friends would support us with anything.

"Hey, guys? Can you be quiet for a minute? We have something to tell you," I requested. The chatter died down and everyone turned to look at Oliver and I. I cleared my throat and looked at Oliver. He smiled reassuringly and I said, "I'm pregnant." Besides Angelina, everyone else looked completely shocked. Lila and Alicia jumped up and pulled me to the couch to question me.

"I didn't even know you and Oliver were trying!" Alicia exclaimed.

"We weren't exactly…" I said hesitantly.

"How far along are you?" Lila asked in her soft voice.

"I don't know yet. I only found out five minutes ago. I need to make an appointment with a healer."

"This is so exciting! I'm going to be an aunt!" Alicia squealed. I smiled at her enthusiasm.

We talked about that, along with other things for a while longer, before people started leaving. After the apartment was silent again, I turned to Oliver and just hugged him. Now the shock had worn off a little bit, and I was starting to worry.

He saw my expression and said, "Don't start worrying. We'll figure everything out after we go see the healer. Just think, we both have good jobs, so we're good on money. There isn't anything to stress about." I took a deep breath and nodded.

"We're going to be parents!" I said before hugging him tightly again.

There it is! Please review, because I already have the next chapter written, so the more you review, the faster I post the next chapter!