Can't Help Myself (Grown UPS)

"Are you gonna tell us?"

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"Are we going to tell them what the baby is?" Nate asked as he and Emerson sat in a booth at McDonalds as the blonde ate her chicken strips.

"Eventually we will." She said, taking a sip of her sweet tea. "But I want to have a name picked out first."

"Mom isn't gonna be happy that we won't tell her." Nate laughed, "She'll probably cuss our asses out in Spanish."

"Yeah, I know."

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"Que quieres decir con que no nos estas diciendo el genero de tu bebe?! Quiero saber y quiero saber ahora!" Roxanne exclaimed after Nate told his mother they weren't going to tell them what the baby was just yet.

(Translation: What do you mean you're not telling us the gender of your baby?! I want to know and I want to know now!)

"We just want to have a name picked out before we tell anyone." Emerson shrugged her shoulders.

"Wait, hold up." Lenny raised his hand in the air, "You can understand her?"

"Dad, Emmy took Spanish in high school." Nate chuckled. "Anyway, we're gonna go take a nap."

"But I'm not tired." Emerson whined.

"Go."

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"Grace, Taylor, Peyton, Chloe, Violet, Jessica." Nate read from the list he found online.

"None of those." Emerson shook her head. "This is harder than I thought it was  gonna be."

"You have any first names picked out when you were a kid?" He asked, looking at her.

"When I was little, I always pictured myself having a baby girl and I would spend all day thinking of what her name would be." Emerson told him, and then I would think about relatives."

"What did you come up with?"

"Rosemary." 

Nate sat there, thinking the name over in his head before he nodded his head. "I love it. How about Nicole for her middle name?" 

"Rosemary Nicole Feder." Emerson tested the name out with a smile, "Looks like we've got our daughters name." 

The boy grinned, leaning down to kiss her softly, "I love you." 

"I love you." 

Nate smiled before lowering himself so he was level with his pregnant fiance's baby bump, "And Daddy loves you too, Rosemary Nicole." He whispered, placing a soft kiss on the bump. 

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"Are you gonna tell us?" Sally asked as the couple finally came back down the stairs. 

"Emmy and I decided that we were gonna tell you guys who the god-parents are." Nate said, "And then we'll tell everyone what the baby is." 

Emerson grinned, turning towards the girls. "We couldn't decide on which one of you got to be the god-mother. Congratulations, Donna, Charlotte."

"This is so exciting!" Donna cheered as her and Charlotte stood up to hug Emerson and Nate.

"And for the god-father," Nate smirked, turning to his brothers and Andre, "Andre." 

"What?!"

"That's not fair!" 

"Andre couldn't even take care of the bag of flour for our child development class!" 

"Well, since you guys were already the Uncle's, we thought Andre could have a role to." Nate shrugged his shoulders, "Besides, we trust him. To an extent though." 

"Okay, then what are you having? Am I gonna have a granddaughter or a grandson?" Marcus asked his daughter and soon-to-be son-in-law. 

"Better get ready to chase guys away, or girls." Nate said, "Cause we're having a girl!" 

"Oh my god!" Donna and Charlotte screamed, jumping around.

"Yes!" 

"Our kid is gonna be spoiled rotten, huh?" Emerson asked as the two watched their family shout over each other in excitement. 

"of course she is, baby."

"So does that mean you guys already have a name picked out for her?" Braden asked, coming to give his older sister a hug. 

"Yeah." Emerson smiled, "Her name's gonna be Rosemary Nicole Feder." 

"That's a beautiful name." Kurt told the couple.

"Thank you."