ROXANNE ARE YOU.., LUCY ARE YOU.?

Three weeks passed and Kevin and Roxanne both were back at home. Roxanne was laid up, because of the arm and Kevin because of his head. The doctors had not wanted either of them doing strenuous activity for at least a month. Lucy had been feeling sick in the morning, and finally decided to see a doctor.

"Mrs. Kinkirk. Mr. Kinkirk. I have good news."

"What?"

"You're going to have a baby!" He said happily. "I want you to see this OB/GYN this week. She's really good."

Lucy looked at the business card.

"Jean Hearts, my uncle works with her. She is good."

"Congratulations!" Dr. Peterson shouted as they left the room.

Lucy and Kevin walked out of the doctor's office giddy and happy that they were going to be parents.

Lucy went to see Hank the next weekend. When she got there, she found out Hank was running behind. Then, a few minutes later, she saw Roxanne walk out of his office.

"Are you." Lucy asked.

"Are you."

"Yes. Congratulations."

"Me too. I'm due in six months, how about you?"

"Six and a half. Oh Hi Chandler!" Lucy said as she saw the young minister walk behind his girlfriend.

"You forgot your prenatal. Lucy? Kevin? When are you."

"Six months. Congratulations!"

"Don't tell anyone yet, okay?" Chandler asked.

"Don't tell either!" Lucy said.

They walked out to the cars together and decided to go out for dinner and plot how to tell their respective families.