A/N: hey everyone! i just wanted to let you guys know that there will only be two more chapters until this story's done. unfortunately, there won't be another story after this - i have way too many other stories to update and post, so yeah. thank you all for reviewing - wheather anonymous or logged in, your reviews mean so much to me!


CHAPTER NINETEEN
(chapter title - A Day Full of Surprises)

Meanwhile back in New York, Crystal and Roger were practicing dancing around the living area while Destiny and Mark watched from the couch.

"Ouch! That was my foot!" Crystal whispered.

"Sorry, babe." Roger whispered back as someone knocked at the door. Destiny turned off the music as Mark went to answer the door.

"Hey Maureen!" Mark greeted his friend as she came into the loft. She smiled and hugged everyone, asking how they were doing and what they were up to. Crystal had asked Destiny, Eileen and Maureen to be bridesmaids and Caitlyn to be a junior bridesmaid. Roger, on the other hand, had asked Mark to be his Best Man, of course. For his groomsmen, he had asked John, Adam and a friend from high school, Elliott, to be in the wedding.

"Hey Crys! I have someone that I want you to meet. This is Judith Cavanaugh and she's gonna be designing your wedding dress!" Maureen quickly introduced Crystal to a woman with shoulder length black hair and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing a tight black halter top and tight black leather pants. On her feet, she wore black calf-high leather boots.

"It's nice to meet you, Judith." Crystal said, her tone nervous.

"Nice to meet you, too." Judith didn't smile or extend her hand for Crystal to shake. Instead, she walked around Crystal, observing her from every angle.

"Rog, she's scaring me." Crystal told him, clinging onto his arm. Roger kissed her temple and ran a hand up and down her back.

"Come with me, darling." Judith grabbed Crystal's arm and dragged her out of the loft. Roger was furious.

"Maureen, what the hell is going on?" Roger asked, his nostrils flaring.

"Rog, she's in good hands. Judith is a wonderful dress maker. No worries." Maureen reassured him.

"Maureen, we don't even know her. What's her background like?" Mark asked, putting his hands on Destiny's shoulders. Maureen's expression was unreadable at that point.

"Where did you meet her?" Destiny inquired.

"At a bar." Maureen answered. That made Roger more upset.

"What the hell is she doing with my fiancée?" Roger asked, even angrier.

"She's getting measurements for the dress." Maureen informed him.

"I can see why Joanne kicked you out of your guys' apartment." Mark muttered darkly. Destiny looked up at him quizzidly and then back at Roger.

"Here she is, good as new." Judith told him, bringing Crystal back into the loft a few minutes later. She instantly ran to Roger's side and stood in front of him. He pulled her into a tight hug and stroked her hair.

"Judith, we need to ask you a few questions." Mark told her, his voice firm.

"Okay. Shoot." Judith stood next to Maureen and placed an arm around her waist.

"Number one - where are you from?" Mark asked.

"My parents are from Germany, but I was born in the Bronx."

"Number two - what do you do for a living?" Roger inquired.

"I design wedding dresses and I'm a stripper."

"I forgot what I was gonna say." Crystal piped up as she and Roger sat on the couch next to Destiny. Crystal sat in Roger's lap so that Mark could sit next to his wife. Roger wrapped his arms around Crystal and held her close, too afraid to let her go.

"Well, we should get going. We need to pick up Sophia and Helena from the babysitters. Bye." with that, Maureen and Judith exited the loft without a backward glance. Crystal sighed and made herself more comfortable in Roger's lap. He smiled and stroked her hair, knowing that they would be the perfect couple.

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It was near eleven thirty that night when the phone rang. Since everyone was sleeping, the answering machine clicked on.

"Speeeeak!"

"This is Ana Barnes from Kettering Medical Center calling about a Joanne Jefferson. Ms. Jefferson was brought in at nine fifteen this evening due to a mugging and a knifing. She's in room 86 B which is on the second floor. Visiting hours tomorrow are from seven fifteen AM to eleven thirty PM. That is all."

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The next morning, everyone was in such a rush to get to where they needed to be, they didn't even bother to check messages. Roger had to go to the recording studio while Crystal, Mark and Destiny had work. After the recoding studio, Roger and Crystal were going to their doctor appointment for Crystal's required monthly checkup. On the way to work, Destiny would be dropping Caitlyn at school and Jason at nursery school.

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At the doctor's appointment, Crystal and Roger anxiously waited their turn in the waiting room. Crystal was reading a Ladies Home Journal while Roger worked on a song. They were there not only for Crystal's appointment, but she had told Roger that she might be pregnant.

"Crystal Stewarts?" a nurse called.

"That's me!" Crystal announced, standing up. Roger shut his music notebook and followed Crystal to the examining room. They were meeting with Dr. Miranda Jesserson. The drummer in Roger's band MUTE, had recommended the woman's specialist when his wife got pregnant.

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A woman with shoulder length sandy-blond hair and light green eyes came into the room. She wore a long white lab coat with black pants and a white blouse on underneath her lab coat. On her feet, she wore black high heels.

"Hi. I'm Miranda Jesserson. You must be Roger Davis and Crystal Stewarts." Jesserson smiled at the couple and shook their hands. She motioned for Crystal to get up on the examining table and to lie down on her back.

"Well, from what I've read from your previous doctors, Crystal, you're very healthy. No medical problems, no nothing. That's great to know if you want to be a mother. I have two kids of my own and it's a joy to have them." Jesserson told them, smiling.

"I have a question, Dr. Jesserson. It's about my husband." Crystal looked over at Roger.

"Oh? What about him?" Jesserson inquired.

"You see, he has HIV, and I'm wondering about if we decide to have children if that would affect them in any way." Crystal told the doctor.

"As long as your husband is taking his AZT and other medications, then you should be all right." Jesserson said, taking the stethoscope from around her neck and listened to Crystal's heart. Roger squeezed her hand and kissed her forehead.

"Okay, Crystal, now I'm going to ask you to slip into this gown while I get the gel and the ultrasound machine. I'll be back in about five minutes." with that, Jesserson left the room, leaving Crystal and Roger alone.

"Wanna help me?" Crystal asked, sitting up on the examing table. Roger smiled and helped her slip into the gown.

"It's cold in here." Crystal said after a while. Roger nodded and held her close. She wanted to have a baby, but she didn't know if she could handle it. Maureen and Joanne had had three kids together, but two of them were at college and one was in nursery school.

"I'm a little scared, Rog." Crystal confessed after a while.

"Honey, there's nothing to be afraid of." Roger told her, kissing her bare shoulder just as Dr. Jesserson came back into the room with an ultrasound machine and the special gel.

"Okay, if you're pregnant, do you want to know the gender of the baby?" Jesserson asked. Both nodded and smiled.

"Great. Now, Crystal, lay back down on your back and put your knees up." Jesserson instructed. Crystal did what the doctor ordered. Roger held Crystal's hand as Dr. Jesserson applied the special gel and ran the camera up and down Crystal's belly, all the while looking at the monitor.

"Ooh! Look!" Dr. Jesserson whispered to Roger. He looked over at the monitor. He could see an outline of a head and body of a tiny baby.

"There she is." Dr. Jesserson whispered again, moving the camera around Crystal's belly.

"We have a girl?" Roger asked, his eyes welling up with tears. Dr. Jesserson nodded and hit the 'print' button on the machine. When the picture was finished printing, she handed the picture to Roger. He looked at the picture to Crystal, who lifted her head up slightly.

"Baby, we're going to have a girl!" Roger told her softly as Dr. Jesserson wiped the gel off of Crystal's belly and unhooked her from the ultrasound machine.

"Yup, you're about three months pregnant, so you should be having those mood swings and cravings pretty soon. Also, don't forget about morning sickness." Dr. Jesserson told them, a smile spreading across her face. Roger helped Crystal sit up so that he could hug her.

"So, any names picked out yet?" Dr. Jesserson asked. Roger looked at Crystal and smiled.

"Angel Rosario Davis." the couple answered in unison.

"That's a beautiful name." Dr. Jesserson told them as she gathered the cords and wheeled the ultrasound machine out of the room.

"We're going to have a girl! I couldn't be any more happier than I already am." Roger said as he helped Crystal get dressed. She smiled as tears came into her eyes. Roger snapped her bra and ran a hand up and down her back.

"It's okay, sweetie. I'm here and I'm never gonna leave you." Roger told her, helping her button up her blouse and put her denim jacket back on. Tears rolled down her cheeks as Roger put her blue denim skirt on her and zipped it up.

"Oh, baby. Shh. It's okay." Roger soothed, hugging her close to him. As Roger helped her put on her shoes, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Roger smiled and put a hand under her chin and lifted it up so that he could look into her eyes. She was so beautiful, just like Mimi had been.

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On the car ride back to the loft, Crystal just looked out the window and didn't say anything. If Roger were her, he would be happy, but Crystal seemed sad at this occasion.

"Honey, you seem awfully sad. Can you tell me what's wrong?" Roger asked after a while. Crystal nodded and turned her gaze away from the window.

"I just wish that my half sister was alive to see me. She would've loved you. She always had a thing for guys with blond hair and green eyes." Crystal answered, more tears coming into her eyes.

"Aww. What was your half sister's name?" Roger inquired.

"Mimi - well Naomi Eileen Marquez, but everyone called her Mimi." Crystal told him. Roger was in shock. No wonder why Crystal's dad seems so familiar, he was the one that gave Mimi away at our wedding. This is crazy! a thousand thoughts were running through his head.

"Rog? You okay?" Crystal asked after a while.

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine." Roger told her, smiling. Crystal smiled back and rested her head on his arm. He kissed her forehead and continued to drive to the loft. The only sound was the gentle breathing of Crystal as she slept.