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A/N: I made picture things for Mac, Willow and Liam. They're on my website if you want to go see them. www . freewebs . com / monkeylover69

SilverConlon: I love babies, too. In fact, I'm going to be an auntie soon! Woohoo!

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Chapter Eleven

Realizations and Road Trips

When Mac and Adam pulled apart, Adam stared at her. Mac's eyes widened as if she just realized what had happened.

"I have to go now." she mumbled and walked away as fast as she could.

Adam just stared at her retreating back, trying to comprehend what had just happened. After a few minutes, he turned and walked out of the hospital.

Mac, on the other hand, was in the bathroom beating herself up. "I can't believe I just did that. Why did I do that? He must think that I'm nuts! Maybe I am nuts. Yeah, that's it. I'm completely crazy. I'm getting a CAT scan as soon as I get done seeing Willow."

Willow's Hospital Room

"Hey there, Mommy." Mac smiled at her best friend. "How're you feeling?"

"Tired. And I hurt. But I'm happy. Just look at him, Mac. He's so small. I can't believe that that tiny little thing is really mine. He's just so small. And I'm afraid. What if I'm not a good Mom? Maybe I should listen to my mother, and give him up for adoption." Willow freaked.

"Will, listen to yourself. You just spent the last six months defying your mother, you moved in with your dad. You went to college 2,000 miles away, to avoid your mother. And now you want to give in to her? Willow, you're not alone in this. I'm here. I'm going to help you. We'll get through this together, okay? Stop panicking, and take a good look at your son.

"That little boy was inside of you for eight months. You bonded over that time. And now you want to tell me that you just want to give him away? Willow, ever since we were little kids, you've been against abortion completely. You said that child abusers and molesters deserved the death penalty. You always said that no matter what, you were never going to give your child up for adoption. Are you changing your mind?"

"No. But I'm really scared, Mac. I can't do this on my own! My mother was right, I don't deserve to have children; I can't even take care of myself!" Willow was almost sobbing by now.

"That's not true and you know it. You've always been responsible, and more mature than any of the other kids in our class. And you can take care of yourself. Hell, half the time, I feel like I'm living with my mother. A nicer, saner, less psychotic version of her, anyway. You'll make a great mother. You've had practice. And that little boy depends on you. He needs you. He doesn't have anyone else in the world to take care of him. He loves you unconditionally, because you're his mother."

Willow had calmed down by then, and Mac had realized something during her little speech. She was in love with Adam.

Adam's Apartment

"Scott! Where are you?" Adam yelled when he walked in the door.

"Dude, I'm right here. No need to yell. I can hear you just fine. What do you want?" Scott walked out of the kitchen with his hand stuck in a pickle jar.

"What the hell is your hand doing in the pickle jar? I didn't even know we had pickles. Whatever, that's not the point here. I'm going home for Christmas. So if anyone stops by asking for me, that's where I'll be."

"Hey, wait, dude! At least help me get my hand out of the pickle jar!" Scott yelled after him, but it was too late, Adam was gone.

Willow's Hospital Room

"Willow, I really hate to leave you like this, but there's something I have to do before it's too late. I'll come see you and Patrick later, okay?" Mac was gone before Willow could answer.

"Well, Patrick. I think you're Auntie Mac has finally realized that she's in love with Adam. Yea, you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"

Mac borrowed Liam's rental car and drove to Adam's apartment as fast as she could, without getting a speeding ticket.

"Adam, are you here?" she yelled as she walked right into the apartment, not bothering to knock.

"Who's there? I'm warning you, I'm armed!" someone yelled back.

Scott jumped out from the bathroom, his hand still in the pickle jar.

"Is that you're weapon? A pickle jar? I'm sure you scare the pants off of anyone who dares to rob you." Mac asked, giving him a strange look.

"You're not a burglar?" Scott shot back.

"Do burglars generally call for you by name?"

"Well, not, but you never know!"

"Whatever, where's Adam?"

"He went home for Christmas, what's it to you?"

"Thanks!" Mac yelled, and ran out.

"Hey, wait! Can't you at least help me get the pickle jar off my hand?" he asked her.

"Use some mayonnaise."

"What the hell do I want to stick my hand in a mayonnaise jar for?"

Adam's House

Adam's parents were happy that he had come home for Christmas, as he had said that he was going to stay at his apartment this year. Helen was afraid he was still slightly mad at her for the letters.

"Merry Christmas." Adam called out when he walked through the door.

"Hey little brother thought you weren't coming this year. Bailey and the kids are in the kitchen, helping Mom. They're making Christmas cookies, but I'm sure they'd all really like to see their uncle Adam." Adam's brother, Nick greeted him.

"Yea, I'm just going to put my stuff up in my room, first. Then I'll go see them, kay?" A

Shortly after Adam left to go upstairs, the doorbell rang.

"Who the hell is visiting on Christmas?" Nick muttered to himself as he went to answer the door.

"Hey Nick." Mac greeted when he opened the door. "Is Adam here yet?"

"Yeah, he's in his room. Who the hell are you?" Nick answered.

"His room still in the same place? Oh, never mind, I'll find it on my own." Mac went around him and ran up the stairs.

"Hey, who are you?" Nick hollered after her.

"It's me, Kenzie." she called back, successfully rendering Nick Banks speechless.

Adam's Room

Adam was almost finished unpacking his stuff when the door banged open and Mac came in.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Adam asked her.

"Unfinished business." she replied, as she grabbed him.

"What are you talking about? I think you've lost it, Mac. Maybe you should see a doctor or-"

Mac cut him off. "I didn't drive all this way to listen to you tell me something I already know. So shut up and kiss me."

Adam smiled and complied.