When mark got home around 4:30 that afternoon, he found Taylor wrapped in the comforter from their bed fast asleep on the couch, and Joanne sitting on the chair next to her busily working.
"Hey Mark," she said as she began to put her work away.
"Hey Jo, did Taylor call you?" Mark gently brushed a strand of hair out of Taylor's face, and kissed her forehead.
"Yeah, I came during my lunch break, and brought over some soup and something for her stomach."
Mark pulled out his wallet and asked, "How much do I owe you?" Joanne stood up, and grabbed her briefcase.
"Don't worry about it. I guess I'll see you in a few hours for the get together here."
"You sure I don't owe you anything?" Joanne gave Mark a quick hug.
"I'm sure. I'll see you later. Bye." Joanne waved over her shoulder as she left.
Mark quietly dropped his bag on the chair Joanne had just abandoned, and went to shower. Taylor awoke ten minutes later and quickly got up when she heard the shower running. She silently slipped into the bathroom, swiftly shed her clothes, and joined her husband in the shower. Mark nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt two skinny arms snake around his waist. The warm water beat down on the couple as they forgot about Taylor feeling sick, and they finished what they had started the day before.
"What was that about?" Mark asked Taylor forty-five minutes later. Taylor looked up from the bowl of soup she was cradling in her lap. She was sitting cross legged on the window seat eating.
"What do you
mean?"
"I mean you've been acting weird today. First
you're sick this morning, then you're asleep most of the day,
invite everyone over despite the fact that you're sick, and then
you surprise me in the shower, acting like you're perfectly fine.
What's with you baby?" Taylor got up, and took Marks' hands in
her own. She swung their arms, and looked deep into his eyes.
"Mark, honey, I'm going to have a baby."
Mark's eyes tripled in size. First he pecked Taylor on the lips, and then he kissed her passionately. He picked her up, and spun her around while kissing her. Taylor laughed, and buried her face in Mark's shoulder.
"You're going to have a baby!" he exclaimed. Taylor nodded happily, and kissed him on the lips. "That's why you've been acting weird lately."
"I called Joanne right after you left, and asked her to pick up a pregnancy test. She's the only one that knows right now. Since it's morning sickness I've been having, I figured everyone could still come over tonight."
"A baby!" Taylor giggled. She sat back down on the window seat, and pulled Mark down between her legs. He settled down comfortably with Taylor's legs on either side of him, and rested his head on her chest.
Fingers entwined, Mark and Taylor sat on the window seat talking until they heard the loft door slide open hours later.
"Hello lovebirds!" Collins announced as he and Angel entered the loft.
"I want to tell everyone at once," Taylor whispered in Mark's ear before he got up. He nodded, and helped her to her feet.
"How are you feeling sweetie?" Angel asked Taylor as she gave her a hug.
"Better; Joanne
brought me some stuff. You guys can't catch it, so that's why
you're here."
"You sure you're better?"
"I'm
sure, and I'm 100 sure you can't catch what I have." Roger,
Mimi, Maureen, and Joanne all arrived in one large group just then.
Taylor went to look for some glasses for everyone in the kitchen.
"So, did you tell Mark?" Joanne asked her quietly from behind so no one could hear her. Taylor nodded eagerly.
"Yeah, we're going to tell everyone tonight, so you only have to keep your mouth shut for a little while longer."
"Tay, aren't you going to have a drink?" Maureen asked after Taylor handed everyone else a glass for the beer and vodka provided by Joanne. Taylor shook her head, and cuddled up against Mark on the couch.
"No, I'm good," she replied.
"Come on, live a little!" The Bohemians found it unusual that Taylor wasn't having anything to drink. She normally had at least some beer.
"I'm fine Mo, really."
"Come one, have a drink."
"Maureen! Back off! She's not thirsty so just leave it," Joanne exclaimed. Maureen slouched back in her seat and pouted.
"Okay, you guys are hiding something, and I intended on finding out what it is," Mimi said to Mark and Taylor. The couple had been very clingy and smiley all evening.
"Say I make your
life slightly easier and tell you?"
"You could-" Mimi
trailed off, and the Bohemians waited for Taylor to explain why she
and Mark were acting so weird. Taylor decided to just come out with
it, instead of making a big deal about it.
"I'm pregnant." Mimi squealed, and threw her arms around Taylor's neck. Angel and Maureen quickly joined her. Collins laughed, and clapped Mark on the back.
"Congrats man," the Professor said.
"Yeah, congrats you two," Roger said. He was shocked that Taylor, his sister was pregnant. He knew that she and Mark desperately wanted children, but now it was official. His best friend and his twin sister were going to be parents.
Two hours later, the Bohemians left to go home. Taylor was spread out on the couch with the comforter around her, and Mark was cutting together some film from that night.
"So Mr. Cohen, what does it feel like to be a Daddy-to-be?" she asked him.
"I'll let you know
when my head stops spinning." Taylor smiled. "How about
you?"
"I'm thrilled. I'm going to be a Mommy!" Mark
noticed that Taylor sounded a little tired.
"Say we turn the empty bedroom across the hall into a nursery?" he suggested. When Taylor didn't respond, he asked, "Taylor? Taylor?" Mark looked up from his work, and found Taylor fast asleep. He finished cutting, and carried her to bed.
Two months later, Mark and Taylor were curled up on the couch. Mark had his arms around Taylor, and his hands on the bulge that was her stomach. A knock at the door caused them both to groan and get up from their comfortable positions. Mark swore under his breath as Taylor answered the door. She couldn't figure out who it was. The only people that came by were the Bohemians, and they never bothered knocking. Taylor slid open the door, and found the last person she ever expected to be standing there. In front of her in a nice suit and tie was her older brother, Michael.
A/N: Yeah, okay, no more long-lost siblings. I am currently writing chapter 5 of this story, it's now a matter of typing stuff up. I leave July 6 for Boston, but I'll be back about a week after that. I'll update all my stories (both WF and this one) before I leave. Any ideas for Off-Set are greatly needed. I don't think you all get it. I'm running on next to nothing. If you don't help me out, I can't write it, and that means you never find out the good news, bad news, and just-shoot-me news! Maybe this will get you all going now!
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