A/N: thanks to everyone who loves Irish and Justin. And thanks to all who love reading my fan-fics, I really appricate it. Now as for the pamphlet about sex durng pregnancy, is real. When I was pregnant with my son, my doctor gave me one. Needless to say I laughed at the concept and told him that 's how I got into the situation I was in...lol
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Justin parked his car as Irish unbuckled her seatbelt and looked over at him. He turned off the engine and looked to see her watch what he was doing. Justin unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over to kiss her on the nose.

“Ready?” She asked.

“Ready.” He stated as they both got out and walked inside.

Justin kept his baseball cap on low and put on his shade as held the door open for her. A sigh escaped her lips, as the room was practically empty. An older woman sat at the desk and greeted them.

“Hi, Irish! You’re just in time. Let’s get our weight, bp, and temp.”

Justin stood there watching the women walk towards the desk. Irish signed in as the older woman looked up and
noticed Justin.

“Excuse me, are you with someone?” She asked him.

Justin silently pointed to Irish. Irish looked at both of them as she turned to the woman.

“Maggie, this is the baby’s father.”

The nurse, now known as Maggie, stared at Justin as her eyes went wide. Justin started to get nervous as Maggie
continued to look at him. Maggie walked closer to Justin as she began to smile. She took his hands and held them
in a caring way.

“So she finally found the courage to find you and tell you?”

Justin sighed as he nodded. “It was more like I found her and made her tell me.”

Maggie led them both into exam room one as she spoke. “Well, I am so happy she did. Irish was always alone
during her appointments. She had her cousin drop her off and never once let him be here for support.”

Justin’s head snapped up in attention in Irish’s direction as Maggie took her temperature and blood pressure. He watched Maggie then move her to the scale and weigh her. “Okay. The doctor will be here in a few minutes.” Maggie said as she wrote down Irish’s vitals before heading out the door.

Justin masked the surprise on his face until the nurse left the room. A slow sigh escaped Irish’s lips as she sat on the exam table. She closed her eyes aware of Justin’s intense look. She was enjoying the silence until Justin cleared his throat.

“Cousin? Were was John?” He asked sternly.

Eyes still closed she smoothed imaginary circles on her stomach and replied. “Dropping me off. I told them he was my cousin and I told him that they didn’t allow the fathers in the exam room, so why wait.”

Justin’s eyes narrows as his brow wrinkle up. Irish open her eyes and met his look. He wanted her to see the confusion fill his face . “Why?” He simply asked.

Irish slowly shook her head and exhaled deeply. “I knew and John and I didn’t have sex. I was drunk and passed out after him, but I remember everything.”

She points to her temple. “Never ever had a hangover in my life. And I know you and I did. I remember that we once had sex to a certain song. And that you said that we were going to make love to over and over until that song was ours.” She looked at him.

Justin looked away as the memory came back.

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He pushed play and repeat on the CD player as he took off his robe and undressed her. Irish looked up toward the CD player, hearing the beginning chords of "Fallin' ". Reading her mind, Justin smiled as he grabbed a condom, putting it on. I want us to make love to this song until it becomes us and we become it." He whispered against her lips ,before kissing them and making love with her over and over that night.

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Irish watched Justin’s eyes smile as he remembered that moment in time. “Well, if I remember correctly
you got tired of reaching for condoms around the sixth time.” She softly smirked. “ So, when I found out
I was pregnant, I knew who’s baby it was.”

Justin walked up to her and place a hand on her chin and tilted it ,so she couldn’t avoid his glare. “Why, tell
John the baby was his?”

“I was trying to move on and John was living with me. It was when I couldn’t take the guilt of letting him
think that she’s his. That was when I made it like I just found out that she wasn’t his.”

Justin closed his eyes and chewed on his bottom lip before speaking again. “So, I would have never known
about her?”

Irish shook her head quick. “You are someone I can never be with.”

“What? I was with you back in the cabin!” Justin moved away from her as he tried to control his voice.

“Yes, when you were Justin with no memory. We had our own little world. Now you’re Justin Timberlake.
Justin from *NSYNC. Justin solo star. Media darling. I can’t live in your world. And I can’t let her live
there either.”

“You know as I left you behind and went on the plane, JC said basically the same thing about you.” Justin told her as he turned away. “But now, I can be a father to her. What made you change your mind?”

Irish carefully got down and waddle up to him. She placed her left hand on his right arm and whispered to him. “She can’t help what her father is. But she seems happy on who he is. Ever since you sung to her, she practically calm. You
have her wrapped around your finger.” She smiled.

Justin turned back to face Irish as placed both of his hands on her and made circle motions. They both felt the baby
move to where ever Justin placed his hands.

Tears filled Irish’s brown eyes as she witnessed the interaction between father and daughter. “See, she wants to be
with you. It’s like she knew that John wasn’t and you were.”

Justin looked at Irish as the door began to open. Irish went back to the table and got on it as the door opened completely. In walked a dark skinned man who stood at six-two. He had dark brown eyes that twinkled. He ran
a hand over the silver that covered his head. He flashed a smile at them both before closing the door.

He looked at the chart in his hand. “Well, Ms. Elliot I hear we have a special guest.”

Irish smiled and nodded. “Yes, Dr. Kelly. This is my baby’s father. Justin, this is my OB/GYN,
Dr. Gregory Kelly. The men exchanged formalities as they shook hands. The doctor noticed
that Justin looked familiar, but shrugged it away.

“Okay, Irish I won’t keep you any longer. I just want to check her heartbeat and ask you some questions.”

Dr. Kelly had Irish lay down as he reached for a tube of gel. “Now this may be cold.” He told as he
squeezed a huge glob of it on her stomach. Justin sat back and watched as the doctor ran a device
over the gel on Irish’s stomach.

After a minute the device stopped on a certain spot on Irish’s stomach. A sound like thumping could be heard.
Dr. Kelly looked over his shoulder and called at Justin. “Mr. Timberlake, would you like to hear you daughter’s
heartbeat?”

Justin and Irish had a look of shock on their faces as he moved closer near her. They both looked at the doctor
amazed as the he turned up the knob so it was loud enough for them to hear.

“How did you know?” Irish asked.

“How could I not? His face is very recognizable. Plus, my daughters and my son are big *NSYNC fans.” Dr. Kelly stated proudly. “But, don’t worry Maggie and I can keep a secret.”

Justin smiled as he took off his cap and set it down next to his shades as they continue to listen.


After checking the baby’s heartbeat, the doctor wiped up the gel off of Irish’s stomach. As she sat up and straightened
her shirt, the sat in his and grabbed her chart.

“Okay Irish, you know you’re in your six month and all is fine. But I wanted go over some things. Like stress, taking it easy at work, and sex.” He said as he looked at her seriously.

Irish choked on her air as he looked at him. “Sex! Oh, no. What about sex?”

The doctor grabbed his pen. “Well, work, as long as you take it easy and no heavy lifting you can continue up to delivery. Now, stress, just be careful to avoid any arguments. It can send you to an early delivery.”

“But what is this about sex?” Irish cut him off.

“Well,” He said looking at Justin as he talked to her. “As long as a condom is worn you have sex safely until you reach eight month. Here is a pamphlet of certain positions you can do to make sure you don’t harm the baby.” He said as he gave her the paper.

"I don't think so. That's how I got like this." She told him in a sarcastic tone.

“Well, that is all. Maggie will call you when I am back in town and set up your next appointment. Take care, you two.”

“Thank you, Dr. Kelly.” Justin smiled and waved as he left. Irish got down and stared at the pamphlet in disbelief. Justin grinned at her as he put on his shades and cap. He grabbed her hand and led her out the room. They walked out
and got in the car. Justin drove off and headed to his house.

Irish put the paper on the dashboard and stared out of the window as Justin drove out passed the city limits. Irish
slowly closed her eyes as she began to fall asleep. By the time Justin drove out to suburban area she was deep into
slumber. Justin parked and unbuckled his seat belt. He turned to see her as he turned off the ignition and got out.

He unlocked the door and went back to get her out of the passenger seat. He carefully lifted her up and carried her up
the steps, through the front door. He walked into the living room and gently laid her down on the couch. He went back to get her things. He looked at the dashboard and saw the information Dr. Kelly gave her. He gabbed it and locked the car doors before going back in.

He sat everything down on a nearby table before going to get a blanket and pillow. He went back to where she was, still
sleeping. He covered her up and sat up in a plush chair across from her. He watched her for a bit as he played with the paper in his hands. He opened the pamphlet and began to read.





Irish awoke to a dark room and the smell of something delicious. She looked around as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She looked straight ahead and saw through a sliding glass door and saw a star filled sky. She tossed the
covers off and got up noticing the waves crashing against the sand. She felt around the air so she wouldn’t bump into anything. Her hand felt knobs on a flat surface. She turned the knob to see what would happen.

A soft song flowed from it. “A radio.” She whispered as she felt the wall. Her hand went over what felt like a switch.
She flipped it as the lights came on. The brightness made her quickly close her eyes. She slowly opened them back.
Irish looked around and saw expensive items over the room. She saw Justin’s back and smiled, realizing that he brought her back to his place.

She looked back outside and opened the sliding door. A cool wind caressed her face as she stepped outside and walked
towards the beach.


Justin was almost finished cooking when he turned and saw the living room light on. He set aside the finish dish and turned off the stove. He walked to the living room expecting to see Irish sitting there. When got to the area and saw no one there. He felt air as he turned his head to the sliding door. There he saw out near the water, Irish standing there with her head down. He saw her lips move as she looked at her huge belly. He walked out to her, enjoying the sight before him.

“Hey sleepyhead.” He spoke in her ear as he slid his arms around her waist. “Are you ready to eat?”

Irish closed her eyes as she enjoyed his breath in her ear. “Yes.”

He removed his hold on her and took her hand, leading her to the house. When they stepped in, Irish tugged on his hand and looked to the radio. “Wait. I love this song. I hadn’t heard this since high school.” She turned up the volume and turned back to him. “Dance with me.” She said holding out her arms.

Justin smiled as he heard the up tempo ballad and pulled her into his arms and swayed to the beat.


I hear your name whispered on the wind
It's a sound that makes me cry
I hear a song blow again and again
Through my mind and I don't know why
I wish I didn't feel so strong about you
Like happiness and love revolve around you


Irish turned in arms and pressed her back against his chest. Justin sighed as he moved his hands up and down her hips.
He buried his face in her neck while she gently ran her nails over his head. She remembered when his head was full and thick. Now, it was practically gone.


Trying to catch your heart
Is like trying to catch a star
So many people love you baby
That must be what you are


“Irish,” He spoke hoarsely against her neck. “You know I never truly stopped loving you.” Irish turned to face him as she ran a finger across his lips. “I never truly stopped loving you. But it was never about that. It was about if we could
love each other outside the cabin.” She told him as she reached up and smoothed his eyebrows. Justin groaned each time she touched him.


Waiting for a star to fall
And carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms baby, yeah

Justin licked his lips as he stared at hers. He couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t give her anymore space. It was driving him crazy. He held onto her face, shut his eyes, and dove in. Irish closed hers as met his kiss. She felt a tingle
in her hands and feet while her legs started to wobble. She gripped his shoulders, so she could keep her balance.


I've learned to feel what I cannot see
But with you I lose that vision
I don't know how to dream your dream
So I'm all caught up in superstition
I want to reach out and pull you to me
Who says I should let a wild one go free

Justin pulled away from her and took her hand. He led her upstairs and into his room. He pushed a button on a
remote before going back to kiss her. The song was still playing as Justin undressed himself and then Irish.

Trying to catch your heart
Is like trying to catch a star
But I can't love you this much baby
And love you from this far

He grabbed a condom from his top dresser drawer then Irish eased on the bed. Justin stood back on his knees and took her in, loving the sight he saw. He turned her away from him on her
side as he laid down behind her. Justin reached down and slipped the condom on before adjusting himself in gently. He spooned her from behind and moved in and out slowly and carefully.

Waiting for a star to fall
And carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms baby, yeah
Waiting (however long...)
I don't like waiting (I'll wait for you...)
It's so hard waiting (don't be too long...)
Seems like waiting (makes me love you even more...)

Irish reached for his right hand while his left one held onto her shoulder. He began to leave kisses all down her back.
Soft moans and sighs hid under the music as he lifted her up and put his arms around her stomach. Irish rolled her head back as moaned louder. She moved her hands down and began to rub the hair on his legs. Justin lifted her leg some moved in a bit more. A deep moan escaped his lips as she moved her right hand down between his legs and gave him
the same feeling he gave her.

Waiting for a star to fall
And carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms baby, yeah

(Waiting For A Star To Fall- performed by: Boy Meets Girl)




Song after song, they continued at the slow yet steady pace. Both of them touching and feeling places that brought back memories of before. Finally reaching the climax they both yearned for, their bodies felt at peace. Irish turned back around after Justin pulled out and got up. She watched him head for the bathroom. A yawn escaped her lips as she got up and carefully picked up her clothes.

“Justin, where’s your washing machine?” She yelled through the door.

“Downstairs past the kitchen.” He yelled back.

Irish walked downstairs and put her clothes in the washing machine. Leaving she saw a basket with clean clothes. On the top was a couple of terry cloth robes. She grabbed them and headed back upstairs.

Justin flushed the toilet and washed his hands before coming out to see Irish wasn’t there. He stretched happily at the fact it felt wonderful to have her in his arms again. He climbed back into bed and waited for her return. A few minutes passed when she didn’t return. Concerned he got up and went to find her.

He walked down the hallway and heard the shower in the guest bathroom running. He opened the door and saw her outline through the curtain. His mind flashed back to the day in the cabin when a moment like this happened. He slid in behind her.

A slow smile appeared on Irish’s face as she moved aside and let him have some water. She turned to him and grabbed his face. “Déjà vu.”

He nodded. “Sort of. But one thing is different.”

“Besides the fact I’m pregnant.” She stated.

“Yeah, I know who I am and you’re not sad.” He leaned in to kiss her. ~My prayer had been answered and my wish came true.~ He thought to himself. ~I’m finally over that hurdle, thank goodness. Now on to the next one.~