Seven Months Later:

"Dammit! Kid, will you please quit kicking me!" Melody whispered to her large, now swollen stomach. She sat on the couch watching something on T.V. as she ate some fruit. She wore her usual lazy wear; a large grey T-shirt and her cotton shorts. She was excited about the baby, but she just wished it would get out of her!

"Melody, quit cussing at the baby. It's weird." Diamond said turning and walking towards her from behind the kitchen counter.

Melody arched a brow at her. "Right now, all he can hear is a messed up chainsaw when we talk. I think he's been terrified at my voice for months." She said placing the bowl on the coffee table.

She then hissed in pain and clutched towards her stomach. Diamond then rushed over and took the bowl from her hands and looked at her with a wary face.

Melody got over the pain and looked at Diamond. "Jesus, take a pill Singh. The baby's just kicking again. He's so big." She said lovingly placing a hand on her stomach.

Diamond sighed and plopped down beside her. "I can't believe I'm baby-sitting you. No offense, but your husband is too damn protective." She said with a sigh.

Melody looked over at her and grinned. "Tell me about it." She said then threw her head back and stared at the ceiling. She let her mind wander and she began to think about months ago on their honeymoon.

"I'm killing Becca." Melody called out from the closet.

MacTavish looked up towards her direction as he lay on the bed. "What's the reason today?" He said propping himself up with his elbows.

There was a silence until Melody finally answered. "I can't say; it's more of a show-answer." She said nervously.

He arched an eyebrow. "Well, then let me see." He said half awake.

"No! Just fall asleep! I hate that I even put this on." She said the last angry to herself.

MacTavish sighed. "If you don't come out, I'm coming in there." He warned sitting up now.

"I'll kill you with this wire hanger if you do." Melody said looking at the clothes beside her.

He rolled his eyes at his new wife. "Melody, you're going to have to let me see you sometime. I am your husband, now." He said with a calm voice.

"Oh yeah, I have to get used to that." She said.

"Melody, will you please just come out. I promise I won't laugh." He said trying to persuade her out.

There was a silence as Melody thought it over. "Promise?" She pressed.

"With my life." He said.

Melody sighed and awkwardly stepped from the closet door. MacTavish widened his eyes at her; that was the least he had expected from her.

Melody's long hair was draped over her shoulders and she wore nothing but the piece of lingerie that Becca had put in her bag. Her cheeks were red as crimson as he looked over the small, thin black slip she wore. You could see right through and see the black underwear underneath. Melody hugged her shoulders then folded her hands behind her back. She was trying her best to forget about the millions of scars on her body.

As MacTavish began to walk towards her, Melody widened her eyes and backed away from him.

"No, I'm changing." She said wrapping a robe around her.

MacTavish rolled his eyes and grabbed her wrist. "You can't be afraid of me forever, Melody." He said looking down into her chocolate eyes.

Melody felt a tug at her heart as he said the words. "I'm not afraid of you, John. I'm afraid of what you'll see." She said softly, avoiding his eyes.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Of what I'd see? Melody, what's wrong?" He asked placing a hand on her cheek, feeling the line of her scar.

Melody stepped away from him and his caressing hand. "Of seeing me. I've been hiding myself away from everybody for years." She said looking at him.

He stepped closer then placed a hand on her back so she wouldn't back away from him. They stared at each other for a moment until MacTavish then placed a hand on her neck and quickly ripped the robe from her shoulders. He wanted to know why she was so afraid of him seeing her.

Melody looked at her feet and avoided his eyes as he looked at her scarred body.

MacTavish looked at the swirling scars on her legs and arms; seeing the deep ones and the mere scrapes. He then remembered something and grabbed both her arms with his hands and looked at the words cut deep into her lower forearms.

"Melody, what are these?" He then asked looking at the two words on her arms.

She didn't answer for a moment and looked down at her feet. "Remember when I was still Kallen and I told you and Price about my punishment for killing a comrade; Ian? Well, Anatoly took a box cutter blade and wrote lier into my left arm. Jenna had been there, invited by Anatoly and he let her cut this into my arm." She said looking down at 'bitch' on her arm. Melody sighed and placed a hand on her stomach.

"What am I supposed to tell him? What do I say? How could I calm him down when he sees all the scars on my arms? I'm going to be a monster to my own child." She said sadly and stepped away from him.

MacTavish was unnerved by the words on her arms, but he could tell that she was much more upset about what the baby would say when he was older. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her and brought her close to his chest.

"You'll tell him they're just cuts. He won't think of you as a monster; you'll be his mother that he loves very much 'cause that's what you're going to show him." He said against her strawberry scented hair.

Melody sighed and pushed herself away from him and looked at herself in the floor mirror.

"What are you talking about? I just need to be paler and I'm the grudge." She said looking at herself.

MacTavish rolled his eyes. He reached over and grabbed her arm and slung her on the bed, anything to keep her from worrying herself about her body and the scars.

"Will you please quit throwing me around! Baby on board, remember?" She said annoyed and sat against a pillow.

"I'm sorry, but you have to promise me you'll quit worrying about that. You're fine and I love you. Now, you officially have to shut up." He joked with a crooked grin.

She rolled her eyes and laid down against the soft pillow and sheets.

"Fine, but I don't agree with you." She said stubbornly.

He chuckled and laid down beside her and she placed her cheek on his chest.

Melody then looked over at Diamond.

"Diamond, what would you say if I asked you… oh never mind." She began to say but then brushed it off.

Diamond arched an eyebrow. "What? You can ask. Depending on what it is, I'll agree." She said thinking about the possibility of her question.

"It was nothing, trust me. Besides, MacTavish in three, two…" Melody said with a grin and held up three then two fingers and pointed towards the door.

At that moment. Diamond furrowed her eyebrows at her as MacTavish stepped in and dropped a bag at the door and walked towards the women on the couch.

"You're kid is trying to kill me." Melody said in a tired voice with a grin.

He gave her a crooked grin. "So, when he's hurting you he's automatically mine?" He said standing beside her.

She nodded and closed her eyes for a second then opened them again when she felt MacTavish's hand on her stomach. She smiled at him as he pressed his lips against her swollen stomach and Diamond smirked at the two.

"You two are so corny." She said crossing her arms and standing up from the couch.

Melody smiled and looked over at MacTavish.

"Couldn't help it." He said with a grin.

"In a way, it's kinda weird. No offense Melody." She said then glanced down at the woman on the couch.

Melody just shrugged and gave a frown that showed she didn't care. "None taken." She said looking down at her stomach.

"And how is it weird?" MacTavish demanded, slightly amused at what her answer could possibly be.

"It's weird because there's a person inside her. Every time it moves or kicks or whatever is really freaky. And I've seen the 3D ultrasounds that MacTavish had seen a while back; it looked like a freakin' alien. No offense, once again." She said making sure to not offend Melody. The last thing she needed was a pissed off mom-to-be.

Melody was no longer listening as she began to look over at the coffee table in front of her with a wary look.

Diamond then said nothing and wondered why she looked so freaked out. "Are you alright, Melody?" Diamond asked.

MacTavish looked down at her and kneeled beside him, placing a hand atop hers as she continued to stroke her stomach. "Mells?" He questioned looking in her eyes.

She was silent and unmoving for a moment until she looked up at MacTavish with a thoughtful look on her face.

"I can't see my toes. I can't find my fucking toes." She said then began laughing as MacTavish growled and rolled his eyes at her.

"Dammit, Melody." He said crossing his arms and softly glaring.

"Well, it was either that or fake labor. Which is better?" She said with a playful smile.

Diamond laughed at her the said her farewells since it was her time to disappear again.

Melody waved once more than looked at MacTavish. "John, I am twenty-six years old I do not need a baby-sitter." She said annoyed.

"Well, considering the you act, you do need one. I'm not leaving you by yourself at the house when we only have a few weeks until Beckham comes." He said sitting on the coffee table edge and held her hands in his.

"I know, I'm just tired of being a burden to Diamond. She has a life you know." She said looking into his eyes.

He grinned half-heartedly and kissed her forehead once before walking off.

For months it had been the same way for the newly married couple and Diamond. MacTavish was just as protective, times two. He had Diamond watch her while he worked at a hotel as a mechanic. He had always loved to fix things, even when he had gone on missions with the 141; he was always stopping around to treat something on his way. Melody didn't like being cooped up in the house all day; she felt like a burden to some but she couldn't tell if all the worrying was because of hormones or stress of the baby's soon arrival. She was still figuring out that.

Nearly three or four months earlier they had learned that it was a little boy. Melody was happy, but MacTavish seemed a little disappointed, though he dare not show it. Melody constantly told him that it was a boy when she would tell him about the room she was going to plan; he'd always make a comment like, 'Are you sure you want to make it completely like a boy's room? You can never be sure' or 'Are you sure, you never know what sex the baby really is until he's born'. Melody brushed it off and relied on the doctor and everyone else that agreed that it was a boy. Some said it seemed right for them to have a little boy. Avery had said it would be a nice change, all there is are girls. Well, expect for Becca who could be having a boy. You can never really tell with twins at the moment. It still made Melody chuckle thinking how shocked both Dunn and Price could've been when they first learned Becca was having twins. She jokingly thought Price went into hysterics.

The same cycle went on for weeks; MacTavish would care for Melody at night, usually hold her in a cradling position since her back and body would ache all the time, he'd wake up while Melody would sleep then Diamond would come and spend the day with her while MacTavish worked. Once he came back, she'd be off and MacTavish would be stuck with her.

Melody began to see a change in him when the due date grew closer and closer. He fretted about everything and he always looked around some rooms, usually just looking in them and sometimes began to think how different everything will be once the baby did come. He scared him slightly because it was something he had never been close to. Melody usually hid her soft fear from MacTavish because she didn't want to worry or bother him with her unimportant fears. Even her mother had told her it was nothing and that it would fade away once they first looked into little Beckham's face. That didn't drive away their fears of being bad parents.

When it was only a week until their due date, Melody sat on the couch reading a book while she tried to rest her back. At first, her legs were curled under her as she sat on them then she stretched them out in front of her as she sat with her back to the arm. She had been feeling some minor pain in the stomach but thought it was another false alarm. She saw waiting for Diamond to arrive since MacTavish had already left, she sat in silence. She never liked the silence so she had listened to her iPod while she waited.

She looked over her stomach and looked at her feet taping to the beat as she hummed. She had been listening to the same song for weeks, over and over. MacTavish usually teased her and Diamond had said that sometimes she could hear it on full volume on their quiet days and she had grown so tired of the song that it took all her will power to not yank the thing from her ears and send it out the window and in her imagination, a dozen grenades and multiple bullets in the music player.

Melody chuckled at her friend then her grin faded as she felt the blood flush from her face. Her heart raced and she her face was pale as she noticed that her legs were somewhat cool and damp.

She placed the book down and saw the liquid from her legs. She wanted to jump up like she had been able to do, but now it would take her a while to so she slightly lifted her legs and stared at the wet couch with wide eyes.

"Holy shit!" She breathed out as the realization hit her in the face.

A/N: Sorry if the big time leap annoys some of you guys. I was trying to get past all the boring and corny stuff lol. Well, it looks like it is a little boy and now that "HOLY !#$#%#" moment has sunk in for Melody and maybe the rest of the gang:)

Chapter Question: Do you think the doc and everyone is right; do you guys think it's a boy? And, (might be a lame question but) does our little 'Tavish want a little girl?

All the be answered next time! I love you guys and have an awesome weekend/day! :)