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Chapter 16

Sydney's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling totally loved. The only thing I was regretting was that I had to tell my dad. I was hoping that he would be ok with the whole situation, but somehow I believed that he would just disown me or never talk to me again.

I pulled back the covers and headed for the shower. Today would be a big day, Michael and I were going to move into our house for the next three months, and we had organised a doctor's appointment to have an ultrasound of the baby.

I got out of the shower and dressed in some sweats and then I jumped on Michael. It seemed like a fun thing to do.

He made a groaning sound when I landed on him. "Are you awake?" I asked sweetly.

"No" he muttered and then rolled me off to the other side of the bed.

"Well you'd better get up quickly or we will never get the house finished today"

"Then we can spend another night here, I'm in no hurry to leave"

I hit him lightly, "Get up, get up, get up"

"Stop it" he whined.

"You don't want to make your pregnant fiancée to have to do all the moving on her own?"

"Yeah you can do it, you'll be fine"

"Wrong answer" I said getting up off the bed and pulling the doona cover off the bed.

"Hey it's cold"

I then grabbed his foot and dragged him out of the bed; he landed on the floor with a thud.

"That hurt Syd. You should be nice to me" he said smiling.

"Why should I be nice to you, I'm the one that is pregnant"

He kissed me lightly on the lips, "You need a new excuse"

"Nah, I get nine months out of this one"

He shook his head, "I'm having a shower"

"It's about time"

I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. "Hey Michael" I called.

"What?"

"I'm ordering breakfast, what do you want"

"Just some toast"

"Ok"

"And a coffee"

I sighed, "Fine"

I picked up the phone and dialled room service, "Hello" the voice said on the other end of the phone.

"Hello, yes this is Amanda Whitington from room 561, can I order some toast, a jug of strong black coffee and…"

"I want eggs too" Michael's voice yelled from the bathroom.

"One sec please" I said putting my hand over the phone, "What type sweetie?"

"I don't care"

"Ok then" I put the phone back to my ear, "Yes and with the toast can I have 2 fried eggs"

"No wait I want scrambled" Michael yelled back at me.

"Can you make up your bloody mind" I yelled back, "Sorry, yeah, you heard him, scrambled" I paused "and for me, can I have a croissant and a jar of tomato sauce"

"Tomato sauce?" the man on the other end asked.

I thought about it for a moment, it did sound a bit strange, "It's for the eggs" I said quickly.

"Right, well that will be up in about 15 minutes"

"Thank you" I hung up the phone and walked into the bedroom where Michael was just finishing putting his shirt on. "Breakfast will be here in about 15 minutes"

"That's nice" he looked at me, "Did you get the eggs?"

"Yes"

"Good" he said, "So what's on the agenda for today?"

"Well at three we have an appointment with the doctor for an ultrasound"

He groaned, "What?" I asked.

"Do I have to go?"

"What do you think?"

"But Syd"

"You're coming, what do you think I got pregnant on my own?"

"I was an idea"

"You are really coming up with all the wrong answers today aren't you"

"I'm sorry, and I'm just kidding, of course I want to come for the ultrasound. What kind of dad do you think I am?"

"A lazy CIA agent dad"

"I'm not lazy" I looked at him, "Ok well maybe just a little lazy"

I nodded my head, "Darn right you are"

There was knock on the door so I went and opened it. A man in one of those funny red outfits a tray "You order, Mrs. Whitington"

"Thank you" I said as I grabbed the tray and brought it over to the coffee table and placed it down, I turned to Michael, "Give the man a tip please Daniel, I only have cards"

He sighed and walked over to the door and gave the man some money, he bowed, "Thank you, enjoy your meal"

"We will" Michael said shutting the door.

He walked over to where I was sitting and grabbed his toast and eggs and started eating. I grabbed my croissant and opened the tomato sauce bottle, and poured it on the croissant. Michael looked over at me and almost chocked on his eggs.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Having breakfast, what does it look like?"

"Pouring tomato sauce on your croissant, is what it looks like"

"Yeah it's nice, wanna try?"

"Not really"

I shrugged, "Your loss"

I ate my breakfast with continues looks from Michael, it finally got to me, "Take a picture, it'll last longer"

"I'm sorry it's just odd"

"Well you're eggs are making me sick, but you don't see me complaining"

"Fine, I'll stop staring"

We finished breakfast and I grabbed my coat and got ready to leave. "You ready yet?" I asked Michael.

"Yeah just putting my shoes on"

Once he was finished we walked out of the room and into the elevator and hailed a taxi.

Author's Note: Hi everyone. This chapter isn't my favourite, it's just on of those ones that links one thing to another (If you could just make sense of what I said then you're doing better than what I am!) I personally believe that there is nothing in this chapter of great importance but I'm promising more chapters soon, I am on holidays, it just all depends on how bothered I can be. But I haven't got my little brother around to annoy me, so you might get chapters sooner than expected!

Thanks for reviewing everyone, please keep it up, it's really fantastic when I get them.

Shelby