It had been almost three weeks since Mick had woken and God, they were the best three weeks of Coraline's life! Who could ever have imagined that being married and being HUMAN could be so exhilarating? She knew Mick felt the same – at least about the marriage part – but she could also feel him getting restless. He'd been kept cooped up in the house since he'd woken; her Mick was rarely idle in the past and she knew it was hard for him to be inside. She felt bed, but it had to be done. He still thought it was the 50's it would take a while before they were far enough along in her plan to let him roam around 21st century LA. His memory slip a while ago had pushed back her plans, but luckily he'd not had another one with the extra meds and the extra dose of the cure she'd given him.

For now… for now she was concentrating on Mick who was now sitting beside her on the couch, his arm running lightly along her arm as they sat quietly on the coach, simply enjoying each other's company.

"Coraline, can I ask you something?"

She smiled brightly, looking up at him. "Of course, Mick, what is it?"

He brushed hair away from her face and smiled down at her. "You know I love you, Coraline. I would do anything to make you happy, but…" He looked at her with those eyes that she just couldn't say no to and wondered what he was going to ask. "When is Cynthia moving out? I know she's your best friend and everything, but I want you all to myself." His grin could light up the room and she laughed.

"That does sound… intriguing. I guess I don't really need her help around here anymore. I'll talk to her about it tonight."

"I love you, Coraline St. John." The hand that had brushed her hair away pulled her in for a kiss. Unfortunately, before they could get too far, Cynthia interrupted them. Mick broke their kiss, biting his bottom lip and looking away from Coraline in frustration. "Go," was all he said to her, though the annoyance could clearly be heard in his voice.

Coraline wasted no time making her way to the kitchen. Mick was right; it was time for Cynthia to leave. She didn't even know why Cynthia was still here. The plan had been for her to leave after Mick woke, but perhaps, deep down, they both thought something would go wrong and Coraline would need her. It was clear that everything was going smoothly now. Before the blond vampire could tell her why she'd called her over, Coraline spoke.

"Cynthia, we need to talk. Mick seems to be doing find now. I think it's time we moved on in our plan. That means I need you to move out."

Cynthia just leaned against a counter. "We've got bigger problems to worry about then you and Mick wanting time alone to re-christen the house. His girlfriend was just here snooping around."

Coraline's eyes bored into Cynthia's. They may have been best friends and Corlaine may be human for the moment, but Cynthia knew better than to mess with the brunette when she had that look.

"I am Mick's WIFE. Beth is nothing. Just keep her out of our hair. Kill her if you have to."

Cynthia remained silent. It would do no good to remind her that Beth's death would not be as easy to cover up as the others and not only because she had friends in the department. Time was running out, though, and she was worried for her friend. They'd spent so long planning and preparing for this that Coraline thought of little else… including the possibility that it may not work. She wasn't sure what would happen to Coraline if that were to happen. Even before their little visitor today, Cynthia had always known that this plan was a long shot. She was torn, and always had been, as to what to do. She'd wanted to steer her friend away from this plan since the very beginning… but she'd always do anything for her. Mick made her so happy that Cynthia wanted to do anything and everything to help her get him back, even if she had never liked him, even though the odds of this plan actually working was miniscule. And they both knew, though neither had said it out loud, that this was the last plan. If this didn't work, they weren't sure anything would make Mick come back to her. And Coraline was obsessed with getting him back, needed him so much that if they failed in anyway, Cynthia would lose her completely – either to death or madness. She was already half crazed with love for him. She decided to continue to press her case, if lightly.

That 'plan' was to eventually tell Mick about vampires and convince him he should be one. They would have their eternity once again, the way it should be. If Mick never seemed ready for that, she wouldn't push them and they would live out their human lives, grow old and die together. 'Plan B' was definitely not something she was looking forward to, but at least she would have Mick and they would be happy, even if it were only for a few decades instead of eternity.

"I'm sorry, Cora, yes of course, and I'm happy to go back to the hotel if you're ready for that. I just think that we needed to either move him or hurry along to the next phase. I think we could be… visited again sooner than we'd like. When are you going to tell him?"

"Tell 'him' what?" Cynthia looked up, shocked that she hadn't sensed Mick's approach. She'd probably been pouring all her concentration on Coraline.

Coraline turned to Mick, a wide, bright smile on her face, shooing Cynthia off with her hand. Damn her for being so careless! Even if she WERE to tell Mick the truth today, it wouldn't be like this. She HAD learned from her mistakes. However, Coraline was nothing if not resourceful and able to change plans at the drop of a hat.

"Oh Mick, it's wonderful! I was waiting for the perfect time to tell you!" She took both of his hands in her own and pulled him to her. "We're going to have a baby!"

Mick's eyes grew wide and his mouth spread out in the cutest, silliest grin; even if she could still see the slightest hint of confusion on his face. "Really?" She nodded enthusiastically. "You said you couldn't have children."

"That's what they always told me. It's a Miracle, Mick! I was at the doctor yesterday. I said the same thing to him, but it's really true! Isn't it wonderful?"

His smile grew even more and he pulled her in for a quick, possessive kiss. When he broke it, he placed a hand on her stomach, though there was nothing different about it, yet, and his piercing gaze held hers. "Yeah it is." This time, when he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, it was slow and full of his love and promise. Eventually they were forced to part, if only for air, and she rested her head against his. Even as a human, she could feel the excitement coming from him in the way he held her, the twinkle in his eyes as he looked at her – happiness and love and wonder. Maybe she needed to change her plans. Maybe they could live this human life a bit longer?

"Mick, don't ever leave me."

"I'll never leave you, Coraline. I love you."