Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars or any of the characters.
Chapter One: Surprise!
Lamb was worried, simple as that. Veronica had been avoiding him for the past three days and when she finally came over for dinner, she barely said two words. She even declined wine when he offered it. Something was wrong, but Lamb didn't bring it up. He learned a long time ago that she'd tell him when she was ready. So they just cuddled silently on the couch.
"Don," Veronica said quietly, startling Lamb.
"Yeah sweetheart?" He kissed her forehead.
"I have a present for you."
Present? He knew for a fact that he hadn't missed a birthday or anniversary. "What for?" he asked curiously.
She shrugged as she handed him a green envelope. He watched her from the corner of his eye as he opened it. He pulled out a card that was blue with fancy writing that said Happy Father's Day! Now he was really confused. Father's Day? It was December, two weeks until Christmas. He slowly opened the card, and a photo fluttered to the ground. He picked it up and stared at it, trying hard to figure out what it was. He looked from the photo to the card. It read:
I love you more than anything. I hope you know that. I know we never really discussed our future together, but I hope we have one. I know this is a new beginning for us. Trust me, I'm scared too. My point is I want our child to look like you.
Don read the card over and over again. Child? He looked at the photo and realized it was a sonogram. He looked his girlfriend with wide eyes. "Are you…Are we..." For some reason, he couldn't find the words.
Veronica took his hand in both of hers. "We're gonna have a baby, baby." She had a small smile.
Don shook his head. "I'm so excited right now, but please do not call me that."
Veronica laughed. "Why?"
"I don't know. It just sounds…weird now."
"Alright, babe, you do realize we have to tell my father?"
Don paled. "Well, I lived a good life."
She smiled and pulled herself onto his lap. "I called him this afternoon. You and I are having dinner at his house tomorrow."
"His house? I thought you stilled lived there."
She shrugged, running her hands up his chest and around his neck. "When was the last time I actually slept there?"
He seemed to think it over. "When we were fighting over the Jones Case."
"Oh yeah. I walked in the house and my dad practically tackled me."
They smiled at each other before leaning in and kissing each other softly.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" he muttered against her lips.
"Not today," she replied before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Somehow Veronica ended up on her back with Lamb hovering over her. He broke the kiss and chuckled. "I'm so screwed," he mumbled.