That was it. I bought the tickets, my plan foggy in my mind. Surely Vic would let me stay with him, but for how long until he kicks me out for not loving him? He wouldn't be like that. Would he? I'm already seven months pregnant. I managed to explode like a balloon!

I texted Mila that I was headed towards them to prepare Vic. He knows I'm pregnant, but how would he take the sight of me? 

I walked up to that familiar door and rang the doorbell, suitcases surrounding me with Mila to back me up.

"(Y/N)?" Vic looked me in the eye before his own went straight to my stomach. He nearly burst into tears, collapsing to my legs, holding them close.

"Vic, get a hold of yourself, baby." I giggled at the short Mexican. He stood up, smiling wide.

"I don't know why you're smiling." Mila gave him sass.

"You can go home now." I said to her. I didn't need her to cause more drama.

"Okay, let me know if there's trouble." She smiled at me and skipped back to her car.

"Let's get your things inside." Vic started to grab my bags. He took them upstairs to his bedroom.

"Uh, Vic." I stopped him halfway up the stairs with his second load. (That's what she said.) 

"Yeah?" He turned around, all smiles.

"I don't think I'll be sleeping in your bed." I nearly mumbled.

"Why not?" He questioned.

"I don't think I'm ready to get back with you." I felt my face turning red.

"Oh, okay. I've got a guest room you can use." He was slightly let down.

"I know. I lived here, too, remember." I giggled. 

As soon as I was settled, the others came over. Mike, Tony, and Jaime were all in awe and shock of my stomach. 

"Vic, you're a fucking champion." Jaime giggled, staring at my stomach from the couch. I sat on a bar stool because the couches were too low for my comfort.

"Shut up." Vic giggled from the couch in between Jaime and Tony. 

"What are you gonna' name it?" Mike asked.

"It? It's a he." Vic grouched towards his brother.

"Actually, it's a she and we don't know yet." I corrected him.

"I'm...gonna' have a daughter?" Another blow to Vic's brain.

"Yeah. What? Did you think I ate too many enchiladas?" I joked around. I felt at home here.

"Hush, (Y/N)." Vic sat back, crossing his arms with a smirk. "We all know what I did to you." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Gross." I turned around, hiding my laughter.

"You know you loved me." Vic somehow ended up behind me. He turned me around in my bar stool, nearly scaring the shit out of me. 

"Oh please." I gave him a sassy look. Mike, Tony, and Jaime had their eyes on us.

Vic smashed his lips to mine fiercely. The room erupted in different emotions. It was silent as he let me go. My eyes were wide and my brain was tangled in knots again.