They walked in the door, not bothering to knock or ring the bell. "Anybody home," Maxie hollered. "We're in here," a voice from the kitchen replied. That was all he needed to hear for his stomach to be in knots. She was nervous too, but for another reason. They headed towards the kitchen, hand in hand, gazing at one another; they were really going to do this, weren't they?

On the way over they had discussed keeping it to themselves, at least for a little while, give people time to get used to the engagement. In Port Charles however, the truth always came out in the end, usually for the worse, not the better. They decided together to just get this out of the way, everyone else's feelings be damned.

Whey they reached the kitchen they offered to help, Patrick let them know everything was set, if someone would grab the orange juice. Spinelli graciously rose to the challenge and followed his wife out to the back patio. Robin was making sure the table was set just right, Mac was at the swing set slowly pushing George. He saw his daughter, scooped up the little boy, and headed towards the picnic table. He shook Spinelli's hand, and hugged his daughter, giving her a peck on the check. "Bout time you guys showed up," he started, he knew Spinelli was going to propose Friday night, he had given him his blessing, "must've had a busy weekend, or maybe a late night!"

Spinelli swallowed, he felt like he was going to be sick. Mac knew he was going to propose, must've been curious about if she said yes, and was certainly hinting at the fact that he wanted to know. All he thought was how much he hoped Mac had left his gun at home!

"Daddy we had an amazing weekend! Damian proposed Friday night!"

Robin giggled, "How?" Patrick said, "Spinelli my man," giving him a congratulatory slap on the back. And Mac, well he knew it was coming, shook his soon to be son-in-law's hand again, and gave his daughter a large hug, as he shed a tear.

"Isn't it incredible, I'll tell you all about it later! But that's not the best part!" They all waited with anticipation. He was so scared, how could she be this calm? "We eloped," she screamed, "right after I said yes, we hopped in the car, drove to Atlantic City, and got married, want to see the pictures?"

"Huh" "What?" "Why?" Was that all they had to say about this, if it was, he would be grateful.

"EXCUSE ME!" Mac yelled, "You what? Damian Spinelli, how could you talk my daughter into this? I mean I was okay with the two of you getting married, but not like this" He took a deep breath, "what were the two of you thinking?"

"Mac," Robin said shocked.

"Daddy please," Maxie cried, "chill out, we've been together for over 2 years now, you said it yourself the other day, we're perfect for each other, and I talked him into it I swear! He said you wouldn't like this; I should've listened to him! I just didn't see the point in waiting, he finally proposed, he's my soul mate, can't you just understand that I didn't want to wait."

He was upset, but he wasn't going to let this ruin his Father's Day. "I guess I'm just a little surprised, well shocked would be more like it," he hugged her; "I guess I'll just have to get used to it." He looked at Spinelli, "I guess you saved me some money, now I don't have to pay for a wedding!"

"And on that note," Patrick proclaimed, "let's eat!" And that's just what they did; talking and laughing like one happy family.

"Bring on the gifts," Patrick announced. "Aren't we supposed to get cards, or ties, or something?"

"Well, if you're gonna act like that," Robin started, glaring at her husband. "Seriously, Robin, I was just joking." She handed him the gift George picked out for him and the one she had gotten, she handed Mac a card, he was like a father to her, with Robert constantly gone.

Maxie said, "wait for me," she ran inside grabbed a card and a small package for Mac. She handed Robin and Spinelli a card as well, and gave George a kiss on his forehead. They looked at her confused. "What, I didn't want anyone to feel left out. Commence with the gift opening please!"

Mac and Patrick tore into their presents, Robin and Spinelli slowly opened their cards.

"A new stethoscope, and a shirt for George that boldly stated, 'my daddy rocks', just what I need," Patrick expressed. "A new wallet, thanks Maxie," Mac said. "Hello, don't forget about the card!" Spinelli set their in silence completely stunned. Robin's was just a thank you card. Mac opened his and laughed, "Sweetie either you waited until the last minute to get a card or you're trying to make me feel old!" "Why, Daddy, What does it say?" He turned the card around and revealed that it said 'Happy Father's Day Grandpa', Robin and Patrick were laughing; Mac was shaking his head at the mistake he assumed his daughter had made. Spinelli tossed his card into the middle of the table, "I'm guessing it wasn't a mistake, the Recently Married Blonde One, is trying to telling everyone something, she is now the Newly Knocked Up One. My card said 'Happy Father's Day' with the words I'm pregnant penned inside."

She leaned over and kissed him, and whispered something into his ear smiling, "do you remember our anniversary a couple months ago?"

He was as white as a sheet, how could all of this be happening. How could she have not told him when he proposed? Were they ready? They weren't going to have anytime to be just a married couple? There anniversary was two months ago, when did she find out? How long had she known? This must've been why she wanted to elope? He knew she wasn't trying to trap him, but God, how could this all be happening? Again! He was mad as hell, but ridiculously thrilled at the same time.