A/N: I didn’t mean to put this fic up quite yet, but Vee encouraged me to, so I apologize that it’s not complete, and I apologize ahead of time because I know updates will be few and far between. I also apologize for the not-so-fantastic quality of this chapter; I’ll probably go back and edit it later.

This fic is primarily A-Rab/Anybodys, so if that pairing bothers you, you may want to turn away now, and it is obviously about their first pregnancy. Never having been pregnant myself, I’m going to use many of the traditional symptoms and borrow some experiences from friends/family. The fic begins with, well, the conception of the baby and will progress from there.

I hope you enjoy the fic! Reviews are love!

Disclaimer: The only thing that is mine is the Unborn.

O’Grady’s was packed tonight, and Anybodys was very glad it was her night off. Snowboy very carefully picked his way towards their table crammed in the back, clutching the four beers to his chest. Anybodys, A-Rab, and Action all reached forward at once to grab theirs.

“A toast,” Snowboy declared, holding up his mug, “ta getting drunk off our asses!”

“You ain’t workin’ tomorrow or nothin’, are ya?” A-Rab asked suspiciously.

“Nope; got the day off,” Snowboy replied, smacking his lips.

“Why ya ever wanted ta be a doctor for pregnant broads, I’ll never know,” Action scoffed, clearly unimpressed with this job.

“Well, he does get ta see ‘em with their legs open—OW!” A-Rab yelped, for Anybodys had elbowed him hard.

“Why’m I with you again?” she asked, looking distinctly annoyed.

“’Cause once ya have A-Rab, ya never go back,” A-Rab said in a voice positively dripping with libido, rubbing her back.

“Nah, I think it was ‘cause I was drunk off my ass an’ ya moved in before I could stop ya,” Anybodys said in a bitter tone.

A-Rab made a very hurt face. “Aw, but ya love me, don’tcha, Anybodys?”

Anybodys eyed him unenthusiastically. “That’s debatable.”

Action and Snowboy sniggered. The beers were downed within moments, and after a heated rock-paper-scissors, it was decided that Anybodys would be the one to get more. “Like I ain’t gettin’ people drinks every night,” she muttered.

“A-Rab. May I ask a poisonal question?” Snowboy said rather than asked, his accent altering the word “personal.” “What’s it like wearin’ the skoit in the relationship?”

A-Rab scowled. “Aw, shut up. I’m wearin’ the pants here.”

“Yeah, but it’s Anybodys,” Action piped up, smirking. “I mean, she ain’t exactly a normal girl.”

As if to prove this statement, Anybodys returned then, shouting over her shoulder, “Yeah, up yours, buddy!”

Action smirked at A-Rab as if to say, See what I mean?

"Some bum at the bar was botherin' me," Anybodys sighed, dropping onto A-Rab's lap. "Kept feedin' me those stupid pick-up lines."

"An what'd ya tell him?" A-Rab asked, frowning as he gripped her waist a little possessively.

Anybodys rolled her eyes. "I gave him the old, 'Ya better hope my boyfriend gets to ya before I do, 'cause he'll do everything I do except cut off yer balls' line. He backed off pretty fast after that."

"That's my girl!" A-Rab said happily, kissing her.

Snowboy and Action rolled their eyes.

-

Eight o’clock turned into nine o’clock, then ten, then eleven, then twelve, then one, and finally it was two a.m. and the small group stumbled out of the bar, laughing loudly as they shouted overly-friendly goodnights to each other. A-Rab and Anybodys slung their arms around each other, more to steady themselves than as a sign of affection. They kept colliding into each other, trying to steady themselves as they stumbled home and failing miserably. They giggled tipsily over even the smallest of stumbles and sometimes burst out into song.

"The world is...SPINNING!" Anybodys declared loudly.

A-Rab nodded so fervently that he careened into a streetlamp. "It does that. It's spinnin' 'roun' the sun like that!" He demonstrated with a snap of his fingers.

Anybodys suddenly came to a stop. "We're home!" she trilled, her arms open wide. She pushed open the door to the building and they both fell inside, giggling as they caught themselves from falling completely. Arms slung around each other once more, they punched the button for the elevator and tumbled inside. The minute they did, Anybodys pushed him against the wall. "You're drunk," she told him seriously. "An' I'm gonna have my way with ya."

A-Rab's fingers found her belt loops and he pulled her against him, his mouth on hers and unable to get enough. The door binged open and she pulled away, smirking at him as she ran out the elevator. He chased after her and crashed into their door. "Ow."

Anybodys searched her pockets and frowned. "I can't find the key."

"I got it!" A-Rab declared, pulling it out. He shoved it into the keyhole repeatedly until it stuck and turned it open. He kicked the door shut behind him and grabbed Anybodys's hips. Her legs were around his waist in a moment and she laughed tipsily as her back hit the wall. God, but she loved being drunk.