Baby By Sqgly17 (Sqgly17@yahoo.com)
Baby Rating:G
Spoilers: ?
Category: M+M of course, who else is there?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Roswell or any of the characters affiliated with it. They are owned by the WB and their affiliates. Do not sue me, you won’t get anything anyway.
Distribution: If you think it’s that good, go for it, just give me credit
Summary: future surprises
NOTES: Sequels to come
Feedback: Love to hear it, just please don’t be mean... I’m sensitive (sniff) Kidding, just please be honest, but don’t be nasty about it.
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"What?! What do you mean by we’re pregnant?" Max shouted.
"It usually means that we are going to have a baby," Maria said calmly. "We knew it might happen to one of us when we all got married. We just got lucky." She smiled.
"But, but..." Max repeated.
"We aren’t giving the baby up, I hope you realize that," Michael replied calmly.
"Think about it, this is a hybrid of human and alien physiology. We have no clue what this is going to be. We don’t even know what we are, much less how to make a human-alien cocktail!"
"Do you mind? We are talking about a baby, not a fruit salad, okay? This is a being and deserves that respect, at least!" Maria interrupted.
"Yeah, I’m sorry, I’m just shocked that this happened."
"Don’t you think it surprised us too? We weren’t even sure that humans and aliens could produce a child. Don’t you and Liz ever wish for kids? I know Alex and Izzy do."
"You know we’ve wanted our own kids, but we’ve been careful not to let that happen."
"You think we weren’t? Alien composition against human know-how isn’t exactly fool proof."
"True, but we don’t know how to deal with this. You guys can’t exactly go to a doctor."
"No, but that’s where you come in. That is why you became a doctor right?"
"Yes, but..."
"No buts! It’s either this or National Enquirer comes knocking when we have a half alien baby."
"Look, this is going to be hard for a while but we are dealing with it one day at a time."
"Yeah, I guess that’s all we can do. I really am happy for you. I just hope you know what you are doing."
"I hope we do too. But it will be fun trying, huh?" Maria said as she bent down to kiss Michael’s slightly bulging tummy.
"I think I like it better this way anyway. Less work for me!" she said with a grin.
Mr. Raddish gave this story:
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