"Lancelot…" she pouted ever-so-slightly as she sat down on the couch next to him. Lance Sweets turned to his girlfriend and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Yes, Daisy?" he asked. He knew what was coming. They had conversations like this before, and had been through all the specifics. Daisy Wick blinked quickly and clasped her hands together, her eyes wide and expectant.

"I… want a baby." she said. Lance sighed and sat back.

"Daisy, are you sure that you want a baby because you want a baby, or because Doctor Brennan and Agent Booth have a very cute one?" Lance asked. Daisy pouted and sat forward.

"But, Lancelot…" she sighed.

"Daisy, a baby is… it will be our lives. There's no turning back, the baby will be us. Forever and ever, Daisy." Lance said. Daisy nodded.

"Lance, I know, but… I love you. And, with the whole Maluku thing, and me leaving, then coming back… I want to have babies with you, Lance." Daisy said, taking her boyfriend's hand in hers. Lance sighed and sat back.

"Daisy, I… I do too. But… it's a lifelong commitment. But… I know we'd take care of the baby. And love it. And it would have an amazing mother." Lance smiled. Daisy grinned and sat forward.

"I know I've never said it, considering Doctor Brennan's previous view on children, but… I've always wanted to be a mommy." Daisy bit her lip. Lance clicked his tongue and his expression softened.

"Daisy… why didn't you tell me? You don't have to base all of your life decisions on Doctor Brennan, Daisy. You're an independent, grown woman." Lance reassured her. Daisy smiled.

"Thanks, Lancelot." she smiled, clasping her hands together.

"And, before you ask, though I immensely respect Doctor Brennan, no daughter of ours will have the name 'Temperance.' I can see you wanting to ask, but I draw the line there." Lance insisted. Daisy made an audible noise of disdain and crossed her arms.

"Lance!" she exclaimed.

"Daisy!" Lance replied in the same manner, crossing his arms and imitating his girlfriend. Daisy sighed and dropped her arms, laughing slightly.

"Fine. Doctor Brennan might not have been so flattered, anyway." Daisy sighed. Lance took Daisy's hand in his own, and she looked up at him with a little grin on her face. Her face, however, then proceeded to drop.

"Lance! Oh, my god, what about you! A-And your parents, and your- Oh, my god, I shouldn't bring it up, should I? Oh, I'm a terrible girlfriend, why did I bring it up? Oh, I'm so-"

"Daisy, calm down." Lance wrapped his arms around the panicking woman. Daisy's breathing eventually slowed and looked back at Lance.

"I'm sorry." she whispered. Lance shook his head.

"Don't be, Daisy. My adoptive parents… my parents, they were amazing people. So, if I can be half the parent to our child that they were to me, then I'll be happy." Lance told Daisy. Daisy blinked quickly and she smiled.

"That's so sweet, Lancelot," she whispered, "And I know you'll make a great parent. Like yours." Lance smiled, leant forward and kissed Daisy on the forehead.

"Thank you." he said, softly.

"That's okay." she replied. Lance sat closer to her, pulling her in to lean on his chest.

"I think we should clear some things up before we start." Lance began. Daisy nodded and looked up at him.

"Shoot." she smiled, closing her eyes.

"Okay. What last name will our child have?" Lance asked.

"Sweets. I don't like double barrelled last names. Too convoluted." Daisy mumbled. Something turned in Lance's stomach, something that he thought probably happened to most people who faced the prospect of having children to carry on their family name.

"Okay. Where do you want the baby to be born?" Lance asked.

"Well," Daisy took a big breath in, "Doctor Brennan says that home births are the best option-"

"Daisy…" Lance said, his tone stern.

"- Let me finish! I was going to say, she says they're the best option, however, I disagree. I would like the option of a medical team on direct standby if need be." Daisy said. Lance smiled down at his girlfriend; she could be flighty and crazy at times, but she was down-to-earth and rational when push came to shove.

"Okay." Lance smiled. Daisy looked up at Lance and brandished an indeed finger in his face.

"One thing." Daisy said. Lance blinked and sat Daisy up so that he could face her.

"Go for it." Lance told her.

"If we have a girl, hypothetically, it is not funny to suggest any floral names. Because I will not be happy with you." Daisy warned. Lance just smiled and gave a small laugh.

"Really? No Rose? What about Bluebell? Chrysanthemum, maybe?" Lance asked. Daisy giggled and hit Lance half-heartedly in the arm.

"You're hilarious, Lancelot." Daisy smiled.

"I try, I try." Lance said. Daisy then gave a cheeky smile and thread her fingers up into Lance's curly mop of hair, kneeling in front of him.

"So…?" she began, expectantly.

"So…" Lance replied, looking up to the ceiling.

"Are we going to…?" Daisy asked.

"A baby, Daisy. You're sure?" Lance asked once more. Daisy nodded.

"I'm sure, Lancelot. I've never been surer." Daisy draped her arm around Lance's neck and giggled.

"We're going to have a baby." Lance laughed. Daisy nodded and grinned seductively.

"Why don't we start now?" she began to breathe more heavily.

"Whoa, Daisy, I mean, we don't have to start right now, because-" Lance's words stopped forming for a second when Daisy pulled her shirt off and threw it across Lance's living room.

"Don't think that's going to work on me, Daisy, because it's n-"

Her bra was discarded in the same manner as her shirt.

"Or we could start now, that works." Lance said before kissing Daisy, pulling her on top of him.

The morning after the night before, Lance awoke to a crumpling sound in the bathroom next to his bedroom. With a tired stretch, one that was warranted considering his night-time tryst, he shuffled to the bathroom to see Daisy ceremoniously disposing of her contraceptive pills.

"Oh! Lancelot! Good morning!" Daisy smiled widely, walking over to Lance and wrapping her arms around his waist, kissing him gently. Lance returned the kiss, his hands resting on her lower back.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a small smile.

"Well, it's not like we're going to be needing them, are we?" Daisy asked.

"No, but-"

"I also took the liberty of getting rid of all of the condoms around the house." Daisy continued.

"Daisy, wait, I-"

"-we hide those things everywhere, Lance, it's kind of-"

"Daisy." Lance said, firmly. Daisy stopped speaking and looked up at Lance.

"Oh, no! Oh, you don't want to have a baby, anymore, and you're going to dump me, and I'm going to-" Daisy began to fret.

"No! No, Daisy, of course not. I was just wondering… could we keep this a secret?" Lance asked. Daisy tilted her head to the side slightly.

"If you want…" Daisy trailed off.

"I just… I don't want people to know too early, so… no. I mean, I don't want people trying to-" Lance tried to lie, but Daisy saw through it.

"You don't want anyone to know in case Agent Booth finds out and tries to tell you it's the wrong choice, right?" Daisy asked.

"Pssht. No." Lance looked away. Daisy raised an eyebrow and got Lance's attention once more.

"Okay, yes. But, it's none of his business." Lance reassured his girlfriend. Daisy nodded.

"That's right." Daisy nodded.

"Yes." Lance smiled at Daisy, who took both of his hands and grinned.

"I can't believe we're going to have a baby, Lancelot." she giggled.

"That's the plan, yes." Lance smiled back at the brunette woman.

"And it's going to grow up in this house, with us, and, oh! It's going to be friends with little Michael and Christine, and, Lance, it's going to be so cute!" Daisy exclaimed.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, Daisy." Lance warned, and Daisy's head dropped.

"I suppose I shouldn't." Daisy sighed, but Lance pulled her chin up so that she made eye contact with him.

"I didn't mean you couldn't be excited about it, Daisy. It's natural to be excited about the prospect of bringing a new life into the world." Lance said. Daisy bit her lip and growled.

"I love it when you go all shrink on me, Lance…" she grabbed the front of his t-shirt, and as much as it pained him to do it, he spoke up.

"Sorry, Daisy, but I'm still worn out from last night." Lance gave a small laugh, as did Daisy.

"Okay, Lancelot." she smiled. She took both oh his hands and smiled at him.

"I just… I can't wait." she exclaimed.

"I'm sure it won't be long, Daisy. Then you can get as far ahead of yourself as you want." Lance smiled, and Daisy hugged him. Lance was good at that; he made Daisy feel all warm and fuzzy inside when nobody else could.

"I love you, Lance." she whispered. Lance kissed her on top of the head, and answered in her ear.

"I love you too, Daisy." he replied.

A/N: OH, SWEET BABY JESUS, Clucky!Daisy is so much fun to write :D