So here's the very first chapter of my new story! This is the sequel to Cory's Birthday. It's not right after, but about seven months later. I hope you all enjoy it! Thank you for sticking with me! :)

Cory had called off of work that day to take care of Topanga, as she felt sick that morning when they woke up. She had run to their bathroom and began leaning over the toilet, afraid she would throw up. Cory ran into the bathroom to hold her hair and rub her back. This normally didn't happen this late in the pregnancy, but since it did, Cory didn't want to leave her by herself.

It was about two o'clock and Topanga was lying on the couch, watching TV and trying to rest. She was a little over eight months pregnant, and she couldn't remember ever being this heavy and miserable when she had the other kids.

"Cory!" she called out.

Cory came running out of the hallway and went over to the couch.

"What do you need, honey?" he asked her. He knelt beside her and kissed her forehead.

"Can you bring me some food?" she asked, looking up at him.

"What kind of food?"

"I don't know, just surprise me."

"Honey, the last time I surprised you, I brought you FunYuns and you told me you were so disgusted you could throw up."

"That's because I didn't want FunYuns," she answered as if it were obvious.

"Well what do you want this time?" he asked her.

"I don't know, Cory," she said, getting irritated. "That's why I said to surprise me," she said through her teeth.

Cory didn't know what to get her, but he didn't want to upset her anymore, so he simply smiled, nodded, and stood up to go to the kitchen.

He went to the refrigerator and tried to find something to give Topanga. There was some leftover spaghetti, cottage cheese, yogurt, and eggs. Other than that, there wasn't much for immediately edible foods.

"Do you want some yogurt?" he asked from the kitchen.

"Ooh, yeah, yogurt sounds good," she said.

Cory sighed with relief that he found what she wanted so quickly. Normally, it took quite a few guesses to find the correct food. He took the yogurt out of the fridge and put some in a bowl. He brought the bowl and a spoon over to Topanga and handed it to her.

"Thank you, Cory," she said, smiling lovingly at him.

"You're welcome, Topy," he said affectionately. He grinned at her and she lifted her head up to kiss him. He put his hand under her head to support her and kissed her gently.

She smiled again and he laid her head down on the couch.

Cory stood up and looked at his wife. Her hair was put into a messy bun, and she was only wearing a loose tank top and shorts, even though it was snowing outside. She had given up on wearing makeup about a week ago, when she took her leave from work. Her stomach seemed to be larger than her entire body, as it protruded far from her waist. She was sprawled out on the couch, trying to be comfortable, with various pillows thrown around her for her neck, back, and legs.

Even though Topanga was absolutely miserable, Cory smiled at her, thinking that she looked absolutely beautiful.

He was about to walk away to prepare his lesson for school the next day, but Topanga said, "Cory?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you lay here with me?"

Cory looked at the couch. There was barely any room for Auggie to lie down, much less Cory. Her stomach took up so much room that it looked nearly impossible for him to squeeze onto the couch. But there was no way he could tell her that. She already hated her body so much when she was pregnant, and there was no way he would reinforce that. So he simply smiled and nodded, and sat down by her feet.

"No, Cory, I want you to lay here by me," she said, unhappy with his seating choice.

"Okay, then how about you come over here by me," he said.

Topanga scowled and then moved her feet off of the couch, put her yogurt on the table in front of them, and scooted over to Cory. She laid her head on his shoulder and put her feet up behind her.

Cory looked at her to see if this was sufficient, but she was looking up expectantly at him.

Cory smiled at her, thinking how cute she still was when she looked at him like that. He put his feet up on the couch and lied back until Topanga looked away, happy with her position on the couch. His feet were up against the back of the couch and Topanga was lying on her side, putting her head on Cory's chest. Cory looked at the side of the couch and saw that if he moved even a little in that direction, he would fall. He put his arm around her back and leaned down to kiss her head.

"How is it today, sweetie?" he asked softly.

"It's okay," she answered. "I'm not as sick-feeling anymore, so that's a plus. But I feel like I somehow gained an extra ten pounds since yesterday. Which is why I don't want to move. And yet I still feel hungry, for some reason. Ugh, Cory, I can't do this for a whole other month," she said, scrunching her eyes together.

Cory could practically feel his heart hurting at her words. He hated seeing her in pain, and he wished it would get better as soon as possible. He wished that the baby would just come already, and let its mother feel better.

"I know, honey, but you can do it. You've done it before and I know you can do it again. You're so strong," he said, pulling her hair behind her ear and rubbing her back.

"But it's never been this bad before," she said. "I was never this miserable, even when I was a week overdue with Riley. And this is only 36 weeks. How bad is it going to get when I get to 40 weeks?" she said, groaning with anxiety of what was to come.

"Well, you'll get through it, just like you always do. And I'll be here whenever you need me, to help you through it," he said encouragingly.

"I know," she said. "Thank you for putting up with me. I know I'm not always the easiest person to be around these days," she said, looking up at him.

"Oh, Topanga, I know I'm not the easiest person to be around ever, and you still put up with me!" he joked, trying to get her to laugh.

"You're right, you're not easy to be around," she said seriously, looking at the TV. "But I still love you anyways."

Cory smirked and said, "And I love you anyways. Even when you insult me. Because I know that at the end of the day, we both love each other more than anyone else ever could. And you mean more to me than anything else."

"Aw!" Topanga said, smiling and looking up at Cory. "I love you," she said sweetly.

"I love you," Cory replied. Topanga leaned up toward him to kiss him, but she was too far away. So she slowly lifted herself up a few inches and crept toward him. She was moving extremely slow, but it was all that she could handle at the moment.

Cory put his arm around her waist and helped her move toward him.

"Thank you, honey," she said. She finally got close enough to him and then she kissed him tenderly. Then she smiled at him. She wrapped her arms around him and lied down, pulling him with her, her stomach against the couch and his arms holding her.

Finally she felt like she could rest. She was safe in the arms of her husband, and she didn't feel so completely uncomfortable like she usually did that day.

"Hey," she said.

"Yeah?"

"I feel better now."

"What do you mean?"
"I feel comfortable," she said.

"That's good," Cory replied, smiling.

"Uh, huh," she said. "Please don't leave. I don't want to be uncomfortable again."

"I would never," he answered softly. He kissed her forehead again and they laid there on the couch for a while. Topanga began drifting off, and Cory also began to feel a little tired.

Then, all of a sudden, Topanga jerked awake.

"What's wrong?" Cory asked, alarmed.

"Ugh, nothing," Topanga said, irritated. "The baby's kicking again. It scared me."

"Can I feel?" Cory asked.

"Yeah," Topanga said. She put her hand up, awaiting the touch of Cory's hand. He held his hand out and she took it. She put his hand on her stomach and he felt the baby kicking. Topanga kept her hand over his hand, and when the baby stopped kicking, she intertwined their fingers.

"That's so cool," Cory said, amazed.

"Cory, you've felt Riley, Auggie, and this one kicking tens of times. And trust me, if you felt it as often as me, you wouldn't find it so cool," she said, smirking.

"I know," he said. "Are you going to try to go back to sleep?"

"I don't know," she said. "I'm kind of awake now. But I'm still comfortable, so don't get up."

"Okay," Cory said. "Do you want to eat your yogurt?"

Topanga craned her neck to look at the bowl still on the table. "Nah," she said, wrinkling her nose.

Cory chuckled and shook his head.

"Can we just talk?" Topanga asked.

"Sure," Cory said. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know," Topanga said. "Get my mind off this huge belly of mine."

"Well, we could plan our next date night."

Topanga chuckled. "Yeah, because that'll happen anytime soon."

"Well, we could probably have someone watch the baby and the kids and then we could go out. What do you say?"

"Sure," Topanga said, playing along. "Where are you going to take us?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Is it bad that I really don't want to do anything right now? I'd just be happy to be able to sit on the couch with my knees up against my chest."

"Then that's what we'll do," Cory said. "We'll make the kids go with Shawn or something, and we'll have a night in to ourselves. And you can sit with your knees bent up."

"That sounds perfect," Topanga said.

"Cory, can you move your foot?" she asked. Cory looked down at his feet and saw that Topanga was laying on one of them.

"Topanga, where do you want me to put it?" he asked.

"I don't know, just not there."

"Okay," he said. He slid his foot out from underneath Topanga and let it hang off the couch.

"Thank you."

"Yep," he said.

"Aren't Riley and Maya supposed to be coming home soon?" Topanga asked.

Cory looked at the clock and saw that it was almost three.

"Yeah, they should be home any minute."

Topanga sighed. "I don't want to move."

"You don't have to, sweetie."

"I don't like the idea of Maya coming in here when we're sitting like this. Or when I look like this."

"Honey, Maya's going to be there when the baby's born. She'll see worse than this," he said chuckling. "Besides. You look beautiful anyways."

Topanga scowled. "Knock it off, Cory."

"I mean it! I like it when you have your hair pulled back. Then I can see your face better," he said.

"Whatever," she commented.

Lots of Corpanga. But I had to. I miss them too much. That's probably why I made the chapter so long too, lol. I hope to update this story pretty frequently. I'll try to aim for at least every few days. I'm not sure how long it's going to be yet, so we'll see.

Please review and let me know what you think so far! What do you think is going to happen?

Thank you for reading! :)