Title: Prepared
Summary: He wasn't prepared for this.
Genre: Family/Romance
Pairing: Michael/Fiona
Word Count: 177
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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13) Prepared
Michael was a lucky man. A lot of people say that luck favors those who are prepared. And if he was anything, he was prepared.
He was prepared when he joined the army. He was prepared when he became a spy. On some level, he was even prepared when he was burned and dumped in Miami.
He wasn't prepared for this.
Fiona glared at him impatiently, snapping her fingers in front of his face. "Come on, Michael. Let's go."
Finally he got up and followed her out of the doctor's office.
Four months ago, she had shocked him when she told him she was pregnant. It was entirely possible. They were less than careful with birth control, and she was constantly on him.
They got into the car, and he was still stunned as he drove them back to his suddenly impossibly inadequate loft that they'd shared for years. There were a million things to do in the next five months, and the news had left him feeling useless.
Twins. They were having twins.
God help them.
The End.
A/N: Freaked out Daddy Michael. LMAO. Next up, something is stuck where it shouldn't be. LOL. Thanks for reading, and please review!