Brand new series by me! I hope you like it!

I do not own Morganville Vampires nor any of the characters in it.

Claire Danvers was laying on the couch, watching TV. There was a bad sitcom on that she was finding strangely fascinating. Halfway through the show, she heard her boyfriend Shane come in the front door of the house the two of them had moved into after Claire had turned 18. That was a year ago. Their new home was only in short walking distance of the Glass house so they still got to see their old roomies practically every day.

Moments later, Shane came in the living room, presumably on his way to the kitchen. "Oh hey I thought you were hanging with Eve," he said, seeing her sprawled on the couch. He went over and kissed her on the head.

"I was but then Michael showed up, and … well, you can imagine." Shane nodded. "So I got the hell out of there."

Shane cringed and went into the kitchen and called, "Sorry to hear about that, babe." Claire made a noncommittal noise in response.

He returned from the kitchen a few seconds later holding a coke. "Wow, thanks for getting me one, you jerk," Claire joked as he took a sip.

"Did you want one?" he asked, turning back towards the kitchen.

"No, I'm just messing with you," she said, teasing. Then she yawned and stretched with her arms above her head, showing off her figure, knowing full well that her shirt was riding up and that Shane was watching the whole thing.

She relaxed, gluing her eyes to the TV, as Shane went to sit in a chair. She could feel his eyes watching her so she said, "Enjoying the view?"

He shrugged and replied, I guess. It could be better." Claire retorted by throwing a nearby magazine at him. He didn't seem phased at all. "So… do you wanna do some stuff?"

Claire considered it for half a second then said calmly, "No," as her eyes stayed fixed to the TV.

"Damn then that means I have to go meet that guy since we don't have plans," he said as he stood up.

"Who?" she asked as he stood above her.

"The Tickle Monster," he replied. Uh-oh, Claire thought, instantly regretting asking.

And then he started tickling her. For several minutes, gut wrenching tickles took place all over her body, wherever was the most vulnerable spot Shane could get to. Claire literally screamed, howling with laughter, and by the time he finishes, Claire's face felt tight, tears were squeezing out of her eyes, her stomach hurt, and it took a little while for her to stop laughing.

When she did, Shane said, "And I bet he'll be followed by the Hiccup Monster very soon."

Claire slapped his arm and said, "You jerk." She realized that somehow she had managed to stay on the couch, and also now Shane was straddling her.

He then pulled up the bottom of her shirt and started placing sloppy kisses on her belly. But she knew what he was trying to do, and she was just not in the mood right now. "Eugh, you're such a pig, Shane."

"I know," he responded, which was muffled by Claire's skin, and Claire laughed.

Then, feeling enlightened, she said, "If you get off me for a minute, I'll tell you something important."

He paused, thought for a second, then replaced her shirt where it should be, and sat forward on the couch, un-straddling her. Claire sat up, took a deep breath, and said the two words that she'd been practicing all day in her head, "I'm pregnant."

Shane looked at her. "Oh my-… Are you sure?" he asked, obviously going into mental overdrive, thinking about white dresses and rattles.

Claire, on the other hand, nodded, with tears, this time from joy, shining in her eyes. "Yes. Shane-, you're gonna be a daddy," she said, taking his hand.

"But- what about the- uh, prerequisites?" he asked awkwardly.

Claire laughed and softly said, "Shane, let's not worry about that now. It's tomorrow's business. Let's just take this one day at a time."

Shane couldn't have loved her any more than he did just then. He nodded and put his hand to Claire's belly where he had so recently been placing sloppy kisses. They both stayed quiet for a minute until Shane said, "You sure it's mine?"

Claire smacked him, laughing. "Of course, stupid. Who else's would it be?"

"Just double-checking," he said, smiling. He leaned in a kissed her tenderly, and a very loud hiccup jerked all of Claire's body, breaking the kiss.

They both laughed, resting their foreheads against the others. "I'll be right back," she whispered.

"'Kay," he whispered back. Claire got up to go into the kitchen and Shane took over her place on the couch, back against the arm, his legs taking up the rest of the sitting space.

When Claire came back, she climbed on him so she was nestled between him and the couch, her head on his chest. It was really comfortable and warm as they lay there like that for a while, Claire listening to Shane's heartbeat.

After a couple minutes, Shane asked, "So, what are we doing tonight?"

"I don't really want to do anything. Let's just lay here like this for a while," she suggested drowsily. Shane silently agreed without saying anything. He knew that she just wanted to remember this moment, right here.

The following morning, they woke up in the same positions that had originally been in on the couch, and realized that they hadn't had dinner last night.

Yayyy! Is it awesome or what? Haha yeah... Anyway I need to thank my friend Dannie Elle cuz she was the very first one to read it, even though she never really contributed (She knows what's gonna happen :DDD) I do have more chapters written but I don't know when they'll be up, maybe soon, maybe a long time. But just keep reading, watching, and reviewing. They'll get up eventually.

P.S. I was having a tough day typing so it better be good.