Hello all! Well since I've seen HBP and am totally enraged about the lack of Tonks/Lupin time, I've decided that writing a fic would get it out of my system. Or at least help. Hope you all enjoy. Unbetaed, so sorry for mistakes, I've tried my best!

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Remus opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit home. Well, he stumbled, rather like his wife might have done, only his clumsiness was a result of his intense anger. How dare Harry talk to him like that? He didn't know the full situation, didn't know what it was like for him. Having to wonder every day whether or not your kid is going to 'inherit' your illness. And even if he didn't, how much teasing and isolation he would have to endure as a result of having a werewolf for a father? Then Dora, he loved her so much. So much that he would do anything to stop her going through the pain she was going to go through being married to him. Isolation, cruel jibes, her job at risk. He wasn't worth any of it. Why couldn't Harry see that?

'Dora? Where are you?'

He needed to talk to her. He needed to try and get through to her once and for all.

'In here Remus,' came her quiet reply.

Remus steeled himself. He'd had this conversation, or argument, with her before, but this time he was determined to make it sink in.

He walked into the living room, lit only by a small lamp in the corner of the room. Tonks was lying with her feet up on the couch, with her eyes closed. It was still strange for Remus to see her sitting so still, usually she was doing anything that she could to keep busy, but the pregnancy was taking a tole on her energy levels.

Remus walked slowly into the room. Tonks didn't open her eyes but gave a small smile to show that she felt his presence. He made his way to the couch and gently lifted her feet and sat down. Tonks propped her displaced feet onto his legs. She slowly opened her eyes at a lazy pace and smiled at her husband. She looked so relaxed, and at ease, more comfortable than he had seen her since Sirius had died. More than anything in the world he didn't want to have to disturb her peace, but he needed to make sure that she was going to be safe.

'Dora, we need to talk,' he said slowly, trying not to look at the eyes that pierced his.

'Oh. What about?' Futile, thought Tonks. She knew what he was going to do. And she was sick of it. So, so, sick and tired.

'I know we've had this conversation over and over again. And I know that you have already told me you don't agree and-'

'Then why the hell bring it up again Remus?' Tonks interupted him mid-speech. She already knew it by heart.

The look of relxation that had only minutes before had enveloped her face was replaced with one of sheer defiance.

Remus knew that look, the one that only she could conjure. It translated as 'Don't go there Lupin, this is not your night.'

Then, it was never his night during an argument with Tonks. So why not just give it a go? Maybe she'd be so sick of hearing it that she'd eventually give in?

'Wishful thinking,' he whispered. Tonks caught his eye, she had heard him, and give him a suspicious look.

'Look Tonks, you and the baby need safety, you need to be able to go places without experiencing abuse, you need to live a life without having to feel ashamed of who you are stuck married to - '

Tonks interupted Lupin for the second time that night. 'Hold on there Mr Lupin. Ashamed? What makes you think I'm ashamed of you huh? I'm ashamed of living in a world of prejudiced bastards, that's what I'm ashamed of...' Remus could see her face begining to get redder, he reached out for her hand to try and calm her. She moved it away and continued. 'And STUCK? I am not 'stuck' anywhere. If I didn't want to be married to you then I wouldn't be. Simple as that. But as it happens I do want to be married to you and I do want to be with you forever and---' Tonks paused, a strange look on her face.

'OH!' she cried. She instinctivly reached down to the bump in her stomach and placed her hand over its middle.

Remus looked at her with a horrified face.

'Dora, what is it? Are you ok? Is the baby ok? Will I send a messege to St. Mungo's? Do I need to call your Mum, or Molly?'

Tonks looked at her husband and broke out in a huge smile. Which confused her husband even more. Without speaking she took his hand and pulled it gently towards her. She placed it next to her own on top of her rounded stomach.

'Feel' she said, simply.

Remus waited. Then he felt it. A tiny little kick. And then again, stronger this time. A grin instantly replaced the look of horror he had worn before. His baby was kicking.

He looked into Tonks' eyes without moving his hand. She looked as delighted as he.

'This,' she whispered slowly ' is why you need to stay. Your kid is in there. And he needs a Dad.'

And suddenly, Remus understood. Harry was right. Tonks was right. Molly was right. Heck, everyone was right except for him. He couldn't leave his son. Somehow it was easier to imagine when he hadn't seen or felt or even fully taken it in, but after feeling a movement from his child, he knew he could never do it. He couldn't leave Tonks. Again. And he sure as hell couldn't leave his own child when he had the chance to stay. He knew his old friend would have given anything to watch his son grow up, but he didn't have a choice. Harry was correct, Remus was selfish.

'Ok,' Remus said simply. 'I''m staying. And I won't argue about it ever again. I realise this is where I'm meant to be and that if you didn't want me here you would've chucked me a long time ago. I love you Dora. And I love our little sprog too,' he said, patting Tonks' belly as he spoke.

Tonks grinned. 'About. Bloody. Time. Lupin. Now, go get me and the sprog here a nice hot chocolate.'

Remus smiled and happily obliged. He got up, placing her feet softly back onto the couch and made his way halfway to the kitchen.

'Remus?' Tonks called in a deathly serious tone. He froze and turned around.

'Yes?' he said, holding his breath. Her face was stern and serious.

'Don't forget the marshmallows this time.'

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Well, I hoped you liked the fluffffff. Hehe. I'd be very grateful for reviews if you have time =)