Abby moaned laying her head on the edge of the bathtub. She didn't think she had anything left to throw up, but she was wrong. Luka stood in the doorway.

"You okay?" He asked.

"I'm fat." She said closing her eyes. Luka smiled.

"You're not fat."

"I've gained two pounds this week. TWO!" Abby cried. Luka chuckled and sat on the edge of the tub.

"When one is pregnant, one often gains weight." He said. Abby moaned and poked her belly.

"Look, there's jiggling." She said.

"Sweetheart, you're not fat. You're pregnant. It's a fact of life."

"Oh yeah?" Abby asked sitting up, "I'd like to see you carry this baby and see how you like it." Luka sighed.

"You're only seven weeks along. You'll be gaining weight every week." Abby frowned.

"Oh my god. My dress." Abby said, "I'll be too fat to wear my wedding dress. I'll be...fourteen weeks on our wedding day and I'll be too fat."

"We'll get it tailored." Luka said standing up, "Are you ready to go?" Abby looked at him cocked eyed.

"Ready to go where?" She asked.

"To look at house." Luka said, "I only told you a hundred times." Abby nodded.

"I seem to remember you telling me about that yesterday when I had my head stuck in a toilet." She said walking into their bedroom. She found her shoes and slipped them on. "Soon, I won't be able to even put my shoes on by myself." Luka smiled.

"I'll help you put them on." He said. Abby stuck out her tongue.

"You'll have to shave my legs for me too." She laughed running a brush through her hair.

"Ah....Anything for you." He said. Abby smiled.

"That's good to know." She said, "Let's go...And we should probably bring a bucket, because I WILL throw up." Luka chuckled.

"All right."

* * *

The realtor sighed as they stepped out of the car. They had already looked at five houses, thrown up in seven bathrooms, and stopped at three fast food places to get drinks. Tammy already counted on not getting any commission with this couple. Luka took Abby's hand as they stepped out of the car. Abby looked at the house.

"This is it." She whispered. Her eyes scanned over the front of the white house with green shutters. Luka smiled.

"Let's wait until we get inside." They followed Tammy inside and around the house.

"Here is the kitchen. As you can see it contained a breakfast nook, dishwasher, and a microwave built into the wall over there. The previous owners turned their small greenhouse into the breakfast nook, which is why there's a lot of glass." Tammy took them into the living room. Abby was falling in love with the place already, "As you can see the living room has built in book shelves and a fireplace." Tammy showed them the dinning room, the family room, the two bathrooms and four bedrooms. "And there's a deck and a few acres of land you can do whatever you wish with."

"Luka, this is it. This is the house." Abby said looking at him. He nodded.

"Yes. It is." He smiled looking around the hallway. Two floors of pure beauty. Tammy looked at them with anticipation. "We'll take."

"Really?" Tammy smiled, "I mean...My commission is ten percent."

"That's fine. I don't care." Luka said, "When could we move in."

"There are just a few forms and a down payment then I can hand the keys over." Tammy said.

"All right. I can do that stuff. I'll be right back, Abby." Luka said walking into the kitchen with Tammy.

"Okay." Abby mumbled as she began to walk around the house...her house...their house. She rubbed her stomach as she walked upstairs into one of the bedrooms. The room was large. It was perfect for a nursery.

Abby still couldn't believe she was going to have a baby, but everything was falling into place. She was marrying the best man on the face of the Earth. She was moving into her first house. Abby looked out the window to her neighbor's house. She smiled brightly.

Abby could feel her stomach start to swell. She ran into the master bedroom and into the private bedroom. She threw up and sat on the floor. She couldn't wait until the morning sickness stage was over.

"You okay?" Luka said walking into the bathroom.

"I just christened our new bathroom." She smiled. Luka chuckled helping her to her feet. He dangled two sets of keys in front of her.

"This house is ours." He smiled. Abby wrapped her arms around Luka's neck.

"When can we start moving in?" She asked.

"As soon as we start packing." Luka said putting his arms around her.

"Then let's go home and start packing because I want to move in now." Luka chuckled softly at his fiance.

"Okay. Okay." He smiled, "I can't believe this is our house."

"Our home. The place where our children are going to grow up." Abby smiled brightly.

"I can't wait to decorate the nursery...go baby shopping." Luka said dreamily.

"Well, we can do that soon." She said linking her hand with his. "But we wont know the baby's sex for at least nine for weeks."

"I know that and I don't care what we have." Luka said, "As long as it's healthy."

"Same here." Abby smiled walking down the stairs with him.