Five Weeks Later:

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! You're gonna be late!" Becca sang cheerfully dragging Melody across the slick, waxed, white tiled floor of the local mall.

"Becca, I don't want to!" She whined pulling against her friend's strong grip.

"Melody, you're my best friend and I love you, but I really don't give a damn." She said looking at her with stern and joking eyes.

Melody just rolled her eyes at her friend.

"It can't be to bad, sweetie." Melanie encouraged behind her, patting her shoulder.

"Mom's right, it's not long at all. You go in the room, take your clothes off and you're done in like ten seconds." Krista said throwing her purse over her shoulder.

"Easy for you to say, you barely knew him when you did it! You didn't have to worry about feelings then." Melody moaned looking back at her sister.

"Don't worry, you're going to be great and it'll be over in a small matter of time. We all believe in you, Mells! You know MacTavish will be upset if you don't." Becca said turning and placing her hands on her shoulders.

Melody arched an eyebrow. "How in the world would MacTavish be upset if I didn't do it? I think he'd be rather glad because I didn't give into peer pressure." She said folding her arms proudly.

"Screw pride, Melody. You're going to get in that room take your clothes off and once you're done you'll get married in two weeks! Now, charge soldier!" Becca said standing straight then grabbed Melody's elbow and threw her in front of her.

"Becca! What the hell!" Melody groaned.

"I said charge!" Becca said leaning forward and pressing her hands against her back. Becca then began to jog slightly as Melody was forced into the small building.

Krista and Melanie laughed at the sight and Krista turned to her mother.

"What is it with Melody and lingerie stores?" She said with a laugh.

"I don't know. But one thing's for sure; after more then ten years you won't even care anymore 'cause you've seen it all." Melanie joked walking with her towards the store.

The four women stood at one rack, Melody placing a hand to her red face in embarrassment. She felt so awkward being there.

"Oh, what about this? You think 'Tavish would likey?" Becca asked taking one off the rack with a playful tone.

Melody looked in horror at the small, thin lingerie gown in her hand. It was black and looked like it would barely cover anything.

"Where's the rest of it?" Melody asked with fake terror in her voice.

"There isn't any; this is it!" Becca giggled turning it over in her hand.

"But… It wouldn't cover anything! I'd be showing everything!" Melody whispered embarrassed.

Becca looked up from the thin gown to her friend's face with a cocky grin and raised brow. "Exactly, my dear Melody."She said tapping her nose with a grin.

Melody let out a breath and leaned against one of the metal racks. As Becca walked off with the others to another side of the store, she then unknowingly played with a loose end of lacy material at her side. She turned to see what it was she was exactly stroking and found just a plain corset and beside it was a thin see-through pink gown.

"Wow…" She said in a low voice under her breath.

"Melody, the audience has spoken." She heard Becca's voice behind her as she took her wrist and drug her back towards one of the changing rooms.

Melanie and Krista sat down on the chairs outside the dressing room examining the store and Krista messing with her phone. Becca seemed more excited about getting something for Melody and MacTavish's wedding night then Melody herself was.

"Here try on these!" She said taking a large heap of small and "revealing" clothing.

Melody held the large stack and cocked her head to see her friend's smiling face. "Becca, were going away for a week not an entire month." She said raising her eyebrows.

"Well, you never know. Maybe you can model these for him also." Becca said with a giggle.

Melody just rolled her eyes with a grin. "Becca, if you weren't my friend I think you're trying to get me pregnant or something." She said turning on her heel and into the dressing room.

Becca grinned and looked back at Melanie and Krista.

"Oh, well you never know." She whispered mischievously and sat down beside the two.

"Why are you making her try on so many gowns and things anyway? Are you trying to get her pregnant?" Krista joked leaning over to look at her.

Becca just chuckled at her. "Trust me, if I wanted them to have a kid I'd force them myself. Maybe even throw them into a room until they did it. Of course, I wouldn't watch or anything. But I think you get the point." She said awkwardly.

Melody looked at her long denim jeans and ivory, button-up blouse sitting neatly on the chair. Her hair was braided down her back in a neat braid with a few wavy strands cupping her face for some kind of style to her usually "bland" hair, as Becca would've said. Once again, Melody didn't wear much make-up except some light cover up –because she still hated the scars and marks on her skin- and lips gloss. As she looked at herself in the body-length mirror, she felt like crying.

She could see her arms and legs in their current state. Painted with long-lasting scars and burn marks from punishments with Anatoly and his men. Some were old pale scars from cuts or bruises from her old training habits in both the academy and when she was with the Marines. She thought of how terrible she looked to the eye. She couldn't help but wonder why anyone would find this attractive.

She raised her forearm to her sight as she looked at the scars tattooed on her skin permanently.

'Lier'. Anatoly had carved the word into her skin so she would always know of the betrayal she committed to his team and himself. 'Bitch'. Well, Jenna had done that one in anger that night when she received the news. It broke Melody's heart to this day to think of her old friend and how hurt she was.

She hoped MacTavish would never see these. She knew he'd immediately freak out and demand explanations. She didn't want him to see her like this in the first place. That's why she always pushed him away. She loved MacTavish, with all her heart. But, she would think of the words and her scars and she didn't want him to see those markings on her. She always felt so bad when she'd see MacTavish's either annoyed or hurt look. She wanted him, but she didn't want him to see her so tore up and, in her opinion, so ugly.

"I don't know what her deal is anymore. I'm marrying her in less than three weeks and she's refusing to even look at me half the time." MacTavish sitting in the living room of his new apartment, looking at the woman beside him.

"Why not? Do you think she's having cold feet or something, bro?" Diamond asked trying to pop her neck and looked at him.

"I don't know. Do you think she is? I mean, she was hesitant about before all this. Before her 'death'." He said placing his elbows on his knees, licking his lips in deep thought.

"I dunno, man. But all I can say is this; if you love her and she loves you, then, if I know her right, she'll be walking to ya in a white dress." She said unsure.

"But what if she doesn't. She's been having these dreams lately about getting married. Each time is different. If it isn't everyone vanishing then it's someone was killed or she held me in her arms and watched me die. She is known to talk in her sleep and sometimes I hate to even hear her dreams. She sometimes calls out for me, but most of the time it's either Simon or Frost. I'm worried about her." He said furrowing his eyebrows sadly and looked down at the ground.

Diamond sighed and looked at him. There was a moment of silence between them until Diamond broke after she really took in what MacTavish said.

MacTavish looked up at her with an aggravated glare as Diamond burst into a hearty laugh.

"What the bloody hell's so funny!" He demanded glaring at her.

Diamond waited a minute before replying, trying to gain her breath to talk between the laughs. "She's having dreams about other men and calling for them and you're worried about her having cold feet and marrying you! Damn, bro. You're very slow." She laughed looking at him.

MacTavish just rolled his eyes annoyed at her.

As MacTavish stood up, the two then heard someone pull up into the driveway.

Diamond looked up at him with a cocky grin. "Maybe she brought home some guy friends." She teased.

MacTavish arched a brow. "No speaking." He said before walking across the room to get the door.

Diamond made a face and mimicked his Scottish voice nasally. She knew MacTavish grinned even though she couldn't see him.

A second later the three women stepped in and MacTavish leaned down so Melanie could tell him something quietly. Diamond furrowed her eyebrows at MacTavish as he straightened up with a shocked face and ran out into the car.

Krista and Melanie stood there awkwardly. Diamond looked up to notice Krista was staring at her with a curious glare.

"Who the hell are you eyeballing?" She asked looking up at her.

She could tell she was taken aback by her approach, but she apparently didn't know Diamond.

"Sorry, I just haven't met you before. I'm Krista and this is my mother Melanie, and that's Becca. Who are you?" She then rushed out and looked back at her.

Diamond was fixing to say her name when she got the idea to mess with her a little bit. She ran a hand through her and slightly leaned forward with a flirty grin. "Oh, I'm MacTavish's personal stripper." She joked shimmying her shoulders slightly.

Krista's eyes were wide in shock and Diamond and Becca broke into laughter at her face.

"Ignore her, her name's Davika Singh but we all just call her Diamond. Price recruited her a while back and she's really good friends with MacTavish." Becca explained looking at Krista with a grin.

Krista nodded unsure with furrowed eyebrows. She still peeked at Diamond from the corner of her with the same suspecting look.

MacTavish then came inside carrying someone in his arms. When Diamond noticed the brown chestnut hair she jumped up from the chair she sat in.

"What the hell happened to her?" She asked watching MacTavish place her softly on the couch and brushed back her hair from her face.

"We were standing in the store looking at rings when she looked behind her. She mumbled something but I couldn't make it out and she fainted again. I thought it was nothing serious so we just brought her home quickly. She's been asking for you and someone else. But mainly you." Melanie explained taking the armful of bags from the three and sat them carefully behind the door.

MacTavish looked over at Diamond who grinned slightly and gave him a look that said 'and you were worried'.

At that second, Melody reached out hesitantly and gripped MacTavish shirt tail.

"..John..." She whispered.

The five could hear the slight terror and urgency in her voice as she furrowed her sweaty brow and forced her eyes open.

MacTavish kneeled down beside her and stroked her warm cheek.

"I… saw her." There was a pause as she tried to gain her breath to speak again. "Jenna…at the mall." Another pause as Melody inhaled. "With... her son…. Kyle. Kyle was, uh… with someone else at the moment and Jenna… she had a gun." Melody paused with blurry eyes and placed a hand to her forehead. "Seeing her made me realize." She paused, but she was getting slowly back to regular breaths. "We're endangering ourselves and our future. I think it might be a mistake to get married, John." She said as a tear streamed down her eye.

MacTavish looked hurt with furrowed eyebrows as he noticed her left hand was bare. He quickly glanced up at Diamond who was equally shocked as the others.

She looked at MacTavish with an apologetic look and mouthed, 'I'm so sorry'.

He didn't know what she was talking about since he was still shocked that she apologized. Usually she didn't. He couldn't help but think it was for the better.

Melody fell back asleep after making her statement and her hand fell to her side.

MacTavish sighed even though he felt like being alone, he looked over at Diamond.

"Hand me the phone in her bag, Diamond. We should, uh, call her Dad and tell him about this. It doesn't seem serious but I'd feel better knowing that someone with more experience told me that." He said pointing towards the grey bag leaning against the wall.

Diamond looked at him once, noticing the hurt and pained look in his eyes then turned to the front door. She knew she couldn't comfort him at this moment. She'd probably just hurt them both. That was the last thing she wanted to do right now.

She sat on the balls of her feet as she carefully searched through her bag looking for Melody's cell phone. She picked up some items but they were wrong. Diamond quietly scoffed to herself a small pamphlet about toddlers and infants. She found many things like that in her bag and by now she couldn't help but wonder if Melody was keeping something from everyone.

She found another small magazine article ripped from a magazine with a small list of things not to eat or do when pregnant.

'What the hell, Melody? What are you keeping from us?' She thought furrowing her eyebrows. She then grew more interested in the contents in her bag then the cell phone.

"Ya got it, Diamond?" MacTavish then asked looking back at her, stroking Melody's hair.

Diamond hand's fumbled around the little pink pacifier in her hands and she rushed out in reply. "Um, yeah. This girl must be planning something." She said trying not to give away anything. She guessed that since everything was hid far down in her bag that she must be trying to hide it.

As she placed her hand on the slick, touch screen phone in a side pocket she glanced twice at something farther down towards the bottom of the bag. Her mouth gaped to a small 'O' as she looked at the small, rectangular pink box. All she read was pregnancy and test before bolting away from the bag and towards MacTavish. Her heart raced thinking of Melody like that.

'Melody, you really are one helluva case study.' She thought looking at the asleep woman.

A/N: Holy crap, did I really go that far! Haha, what do you think of Melody's secret and her decision.

Chapter Question: What do you think Diamond will do now that she knows of Melody secret? Will she tell MacTavish or keep it to herself? Will Melody really reject marrrying him?

(I know this chapter sucks, but it's how I wanted it to be:)