Finding time to write is kind of at a premium right now with five kids and a husband to take care of, especially since my now 5-month old baby girl has turned into a terrorist who evidently doesn't want me to sleep. I'm sorry it's taking so long to get new chapters out, but I'm trying! J And thank you everyone who has been reading and leaving reviews, I appreciate them all!

Ch 19

Amy was equally excited and nervous to finally be back to work. Her team had done a wonderful job running things while she had been out the last few weeks, but she was looking forward to getting back to normal. The last week at home had actually ended up being helpful. Their surprise wedding was officially done and ready to be executed. Their caterer had the final head count and Carlos and Amy had picked the menu. All decorations were ready to be put up, everything was in boxes in the garage attached to the house. All rentals-tables, chairs, linens, etc were set to be delivered Friday. Amy's dresses were hanging in their bedroom closet. Since Carlos had vehemently argued against Amy wearing any kind of heel for the entire event, she had ballet flats to match the navy blue lace gown she would be wearing when the guests all arrived, and since they would be staying inside she just had some fancy beaded flip flops to go with her ceremony dress.

"Don't hover today, or people will start to question your sanity." Amy teased as she and Carlos rode the elevator up to the main business level.

"I won't. But we're having lunch together in the apartment, like normal." Carlos squeezed Amy's hand in his.

"Has Ella made more pickles?" Amy asked.

"I'm pretty sure there's a few jars in the fridge in the apartment, safe from the rest of the hungry hounds." Carlos teased.

The elevator doors opened and Carlos ushered Amy out ahead of him then walked next her through the hallway with a hand at the small of her back. They made it to the control room and Amy wasn't able to walk by without all three of the guys working there noticing.

"Hey boss." Pete gave Carlos a salute. "Amy! It's been a boring few weeks without you. Ranger has been a little grouchy..." Pete stopped when Carlos looked at him with slightly furrowed brows.

"If you like your job Pete, you might want to zip it." Amy teased. "But I'm really glad to be back too."

Carlos and Amy left the control room laughing. They got to the break room at the same time as Tank.

"Amy!" Tank put one arm around her shoulders and gave her a quick squeeze then released her. "You look like your walking pretty good to me. Ranger made it sound like you had broken an ankle."

"It was a really bad sprain." Amy had almost forgotten that she had been out the last three weeks supposedly because of an ankle injury. "There was a tiny stress fracture in my foot too. But it's all good now. I'm so glad to be back."

"We're glad to have you back too. Maybe now Ranger will quit being such a tyrant." Tank teased, completely unafraid of any wrath Carlos might direct at him.

Amy chuckled as she grabbed a couple bottles of water out of the fridge and handed one to Carlos. " Watch out Tank, he'll stick you on overnights in the control room if you make him too mad."

Tank gave a short laugh before clasping Ranger's shoulder. "I'm not afraid," he said to Amy before turning to Ranger, "You're like a brother to me, but you've been a pain the last few weeks." He let go of Ranger's shoulder and turned back to Amy, who was leaning against the counter eating an apple. "So how's the new house?"

She finished chewing the bite of apple in her mouth before answering. "It's huge. I love it, but it somehow seems even bigger now that we live there than it did the first time I saw it." Amy took a drink of her water before continuing. "The intercoms and all of the cameras are definitely coming in handy."

"Are you guys ready for your big Thanksgiving/house warming dinner? Is the house going to be ready in less than two weeks?" Tank looked between Ranger and Amy.

"I'm pretty sure my credit card is about maxed out since Amy has had nothing but time to shop online and make sure every room is furnished. Friday we got a huge box of nothing but throw pillows. So we'll either be able to have a huge pillow fight or we can line the floor and walls of one room with nothing but pillows." Carlos had said the exact same thing to Amy when the box had showed up at the house.

"Men, you don't understand decorating." Amy rolled her eyes. "I've got to go see what's waiting for me on my desk and get caught up with my team." She had finished her apple so she grabbed a banana to eat later and got another bottle of water out of the fridge. "I'll see you guys later."

Amy found her office door open and was surprised that there was only two files sitting on her desk. Marcy had already dropped off her work for the morning, just like normal. She sat down, turned on her computer and then just sat back in her chair for a minute. Three weeks away from work was a weird feeling for Amy, but she was very glad to be back. Her office had never looked so fun.

Thankfully Amy had kept up with her emails while she was off, so she didn't have a huge backlog of messages to go through. She was in the middle of typing up her second email when Marcy walked in.

"Welcome back!" Marcy held a pie plate in her hands. "I made you your favorite Cherry no bake Cheesecake."

"Oh my gosh! Marcy! This looks delicious, thank you! You did not have to do this." Amy took the pie and set it on her desk then hugged Marcy. She stepped back and was trying so hard to not cry. Damn pregnancy hormones. "I'm not sharing this with anyone, it's all mine!" Amy laughed.

Marcy was pleasantly pink at the praise and just smiled at Amy. "It's not like Ranger would ever eat that anyways, it's dessert. He doesn't eat dessert."

"Rarely. He does eat it, but this cheesecake is not something he would eat. Which means I don't have to share." Amy leaned back against her desk. "So what did I miss while I was out?"

"Tess stayed on top of things pretty well for you, and I know the two of you talked almost every day. So you didn't miss much really." Marcy pointed to the files on Amy's desk. "The top file is a priority, it's a new client and they have multiple locations. Tess started some of the work but she felt more comfortable with you handling it since she knew you'd be back today."

"Okay, do we have an installation date for the main location or does that still need to be set up?" Amy asked as she picked up the file and started skimming through the security features the client wanted.

"I'm pretty sure it's been scheduled for the beginning of next week. I believe the rest will be done by the end of the week."

Amy nodded her head as she turned the page and saw the date had already been scheduled. "Perfect. I should be able to get this one done today for sure." She set the file back down on her desk. "Will you send Tess in when she comes in, please?" Amy walked back around her desk and sat in her chair.

"Sure thing! So glad to have you back!" Marcy said as she started backing out the door.

"It's wonderful to be back, believe me. Sitting at home doing nothing is not all it's cracked up to be." Amy teased.

"Especially for a busy body like you!" Marcy said as she turned around and walked out.

After a quick twenty-minute catch up meeting with Tess, Amy started to dive in to the new client's programming. They had pre-programmed packages that their clients could choose from, but a lot of times bigger clients wanted different options or more complicated features-like multiple locations in and out of state. It was only a little past nine when she got an email from Carlos.

From: Carlos Manoso

Subject: First Day Back

Date: November 21, 2016 09:08

To: Amaya Kendrick

How is your first day back going so far?

Amy smiled as she read the email. She was kind of surprised it took him that long to check in on her. Just as she was getting ready to reply her cell phone rang. She looked at the Caller ID and was surprised to see it was a number she didn't recognize from Florida. They hadn't heard from Troy in a couple weeks now, and if the call was from him it would say it was from the prison. She debated on answering or sending it to voicemail but finally decided to connect the call.

"Hello?"

"Amy?" A woman asked.

Amy paused for a few seconds. "Yes." She answered cautiously. "Who is this?"

"This is Kathy," the woman answered timidly.

Amy's heart rate nearly doubled and she literally froze. Troy's mom. Amy hadn't seen or heard from Kathy since Troy's sentencing hearing over five years earlier. She couldn't think of anything to say or do, not that her body would have let her. Her muscles had literally frozen her in place.

"I know I'm not really supposed to talk to you about this. But as a mother, I just can't sit back and not at least try to fight for my son." Kathy said, her voice shaking with emotion. "Troy has changed so much Amy. He truly has. But being in prison is really starting to get to him. He's fighting depression badly. He really needs to get out of there and work on getting his life back."

Amy sucked in a breath, not realizing that she had literally stopped breathing as she listened to Kathy. "Do you have any idea what happened in that house?" She finally asked, fighting to keep her voice even and not scream through the phone. "Because if you did, I don't think you would be talking to me right now, begging for me to help your son. He threatened me. When I tried to leave the house that day, he broke my arm. I was literally afraid for my life, and my daughter's life." Amy paused to take a couple of deep breaths to try to keep herself calm. "I told him after his second drunk driving charge that if he did it again, I would leave. I refuse to enable that kind of behavior Kathy. I just can't. He did what he did, knowing full well what the consequences would be."

"Please," Kathy pleaded as she started to cry. "You took off, our own granddaughter hasn't seen us in over five years. She doesn't even know who we are."

"Because you guys always enabled Troy. Just like your trying to do right now. I'm sorry, I truly am sorry that you and Don haven't been able to be in Lexi's life. Because she is such a sweet, caring, selfless and outgoing little girl. But the only reason she is who she is, is because I took her out of a toxic environment." Amy stopped, and all she could hear was Kathy's sobs. "I can't do this Kathy. I have enough crap going on in my life right now, because of Troy. Please don't call me again."

Feeling defeated and not at all bubbly and excited as she had when she first walked in today, Amy grabbed the cheesecake from Marcy, found a plastic fork in one of her drawers, and dug right in. She had a quarter of the cheesecake gone when Carlos walked in.

He tipped his head slightly at the sight of Amy eating her cheesecake right out of the pie plate until he noticed that she was obviously upset. He closed her office door behind him and walked straight over to her.

"Put the pie down." He ordered as he squatted down next her chair.

"It's cheesecake." Amy said as she stuck another big forkful of cherries, graham cracker, and cream cheese into her mouth.

"Sweetie, you can't eat that whole thing." Carlos put a hand on her knee and the other on her back.

"Watch me." She said with her mouth full. She waited until she'd swallowed before talking again. "I'm pregnant, hormonal, and hungry. If I want to eat this whole cheesecake that Marcy made for me, I will." She scooped up another bite and looked right at Carlos as she put it in her mouth.

"Okay, that's enough." Carlos took the fork out of her hand and put it in the pie plate as he moved it over to the cabinet against the wall. "Why are you eating your feelings?" He asked as he watched her closely.

That was all it took for the dam to break. The tears started to fall and Amy was sobbing uncontrollably. Not just sobbing, she was full on ugly-crying and trying to cover her face. Carlos pulled her out of her chair and sat in her place then pulled her down into his lap. She nuzzled right in, nearly soaking his shoulder as she shook and cried. He just held her and rubbed her back. After a few minutes she had finally calmed down enough to talk.

"What was that all about?" Carlos asked quietly.

"I just got a call from Troy's mom, Kathy." Amy grabbed for her box of tissues so she could blow her nose.

Carlos stiffened, "Why did you answer?"

"I didn't know it was her. Amy shook her head as she wiped her nose one more time, "She begged me to help Troy get out. She claims that he's changed so much and he's fighting depression so he needs to get out of prison." Amy gave a derisive laugh. "She'll never change."

"Didn't you say that his parents were constantly making excuses for him and helping him get out of trouble?"

"Yes. Constantly. I told her I wouldn't help them enable him." Amy took a deep steadying breath and shook her head. "Then she brought up Lexi. Which just highlighted in my mind everything that my daughter is going through right now because of them. She's seeing a therapist and having to find out a lot of things about her dad that she doesn't fully understand right now."

"Stay positive, everything is already in the works to keep Troy in prison and to give you and Lex more security and support, both legally and financially. Once we're married we can sign the adoption paperwork for Lexi to legally be my daughter. Then Troy can't have his rights reinstated. It'll all be over. We've got this. Okay?" Carlos looked into Amy's eyes as she nodded at him. "No more crying outbursts please. Seeing you like that was one of the most awful and helpless feelings for me."

Amy mustered a smile and nodded, "I'll try, but I can't make any promises. I am pregnant and hormonal right now." She paused to blow her nose again. "Crying like that is definitely not normal for me."

He leaned forward and kissed her softly, lingering for a few seconds before pulling back. "Ella will have lunch ready for us upstairs at 11:30. Unless your full from the cheesecake."

Her cheeks flushed a little, she really wasn't usually such an emotional eater. Just another one of those 'fun' pregnancy quirks. "I think I'll need a salad and some veggies to try to offset all of the sugar and calories I just inhaled." Amy grabbed her bottle of water and drank half of it before setting it back down. "The babies are probably dancing the cha cha in there about now." She teased before drinking the rest of the water and throwing the bottle away.

Carlos stood and let Amy go to get another bottle of water. "So, other than the phone call, how has your first day back been?"

"Good." Amy sat back in her chair and leaned back, "I'm working on a new account. Multiple locations."

"The Donnelly account?"

"That's the one. I should have it done today."

"Sounds good." Carlos leaned down and gave her a quick kiss, "I'll see you for lunch then."

Amy smiled, "Yes, you will."

At eleven twenty-five Amy put her computer to sleep and went upstairs to the apartment. She shouldn't have been surprised to find Ella there with Ranger when she got there, but she was.

"Look at you glow!" Ella immediately pulled Amy into a hug the second she walked into the kitchen. She put her hands on Amy's shoulders and held her at arms length while she looked her over from head to toe. "You're showing already. Pregnancy looks good on you. I'm assuming your absence the last few weeks was pregnancy-related but Carlos wouldn't tell me much."

Amy couldn't help but smile at Ella's remarks and obvious motherly concern. "I'm doing great. We had a little bit of a scare, but everything is looking really good." Amy put her hands over Ella's that were still on her shoulders. "And I am showing already. Carlos finds it comical that I no longer fit into my pants."

Ella shot Carlos a quick but stern look before looking back to Amy, "Embrace it, Amy. I'm serious. Pregnancy is something only women can do and it's amazing and miraculous."

"Thank You Ella. I'll remember that." Amy was so glad that they wouldn't have to be quite so secretive in a few more weeks.

"I'll leave you two to your lunch." Ella gave Amy another quick hug. She walked over to Carlos and gave him a hug as well, whispering something in his ear before she finally left.

Carlos pulled out a stool at the island for Amy before sitting down next to her. "So, in five days you'll officially be Mrs. Carlos Manoso. Are you nervous yet?" He teased as they started on their lunch.

"Actually, I'm not nervous at all." Amy said as she took a bite of her salad with grilled chicken. "Speaking of, do we have anything left to do for Saturday?"

"The marriage license is ready to be signed Saturday, the caterer has the final numbers, and the photographer called this morning and confirmed the time. I called the rental company to confirm we have enough tables, chairs, and linens coming, the DJ e-mailed me asking for our song choices so we do need to get him that by Friday." Carlos pulled out his phone before continuing, "Are you and Lexi getting your hair and nails done Saturday morning?"

"Yes, we'll be back at the house about 1. We're going to do manicures and pedicures at 9, then having our hair done at 10:30, and then we'll get a quick lunch before we come home."

Carlos nodded, "People should start arriving around 4:30 or so. The invite says 5 but I know the Manoso's like to be early so most of my family will be here before 5."

Amy hummed in agreement as she finished chewing, she took a drink of water before adding, "My dad and everyone will probably get to the house earlier than that so they can get settled and dressed for the dinner. He called me yesterday and said they should be at the house around 3."

"All of the rentals are coming Friday and will be set up in the garage so the only possible problem could be them seeing the DJ or photographer." Carlos stopped to think for a minute.

"Does the DJ have an event Friday night or Saturday morning?" Amy asked.

"I'm not sure."

"Ask him if he can drop off and set up his equipment in the morning and then come back. And the photographer won't have anything to set up so she'll show up around the same time as most everybody else. What time did you tell the judge for the ceremony?"

"I told him we want to start by 5:30."

"The photographer wants to take pictures of Lex and I putting on our dresses, so as soon as she gets there we'll go to the master bedroom and do that. We'll have to make sure we have our cell phones because once I have the dress on I can't come out, you'll have to let me know once everyone is in the formal living room."

Carlos nodded, "We'll figure that out."

Amy had finished her salad so she drank the rest of her water then reached for a pickle. "So, I guess we're good to go for this weekend then."

"We should be," Carlos said. "What are you making for Thanksgiving Day lunch at my parents?"

"Your mom told me not to worry about making anything since I've been nauseous. I told her that I could handle a cold salad, and after some back and forth I told her I would be bringing something no matter what." Amy took her plate to the dishwasher and got another bottle of water from the fridge before sitting back down next to Carlos. "So I think I'm going to make broccoli salad and I have an easy crock pot recipe for green beans with bacon and onions. Thoughts?"

"Sounds good."

"You aren't going to eat either of them are you?"

"Family holiday gatherings are a little different. I'll probably try a little bit of everything." Carlos took care of his plate then stood on the other side of the island opposite Amy. "Did my mom tell you that we don't always stick to traditional American Thanksgiving foods?"

"Yes. She mentioned Chorizo tacos, which surprisingly sound really good right now."

"Are the babies craving spicy food?"

Amy shook her head, "Not really, at least not that I've noticed."

"You haven't really been craving much meat."

"You aren't keeping a diary of what I've been eating, have you?"

"No," Carlos answered. "I've just noticed that you haven't been eating a lot of meat."

"Is that why granola protein balls, protein shakes, and protein bars have been showing up in front of me the last couple of weeks?"

"You need protein."

Amy stood up from the table and stretched before walking toward the bathroom. "I need to pee, again."

Carlos was standing in the kitchen with Bobby, the in-house medical expert, when Amy walked out of the bathroom. "Hey Sweetie, Bobby stopped by to check on you since it's your first day back."

"Hi Bobby, have you studied up on twin pregnancies yet?"

Bobby smirked, "I've definitely been doing a lot of reading. Have you been feeling better?"

"The morning sickness is still lingering around. It's the worst when I first wake up. Cooking is kind of bad too, especially anything with meat, which Carlos and I were just talking about before I went to the bathroom." Amy grabbed her bottle of water and sat back on a stool at the island.

"I've taken over nearly all of the cooking." Carlos said as he rinsed their lunch dishes.

"That works out well then." Bobby walked around the island and sat next to Amy. "Ranger filled me in on everything so far with the pregnancy, I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry you guys lost one of the babies."

Amy gave Bobby a lop-sided smile and nodded, "Thanks. It was a rough couple of weeks. We are very happy that the other two babies look perfect."

"You guys aren't announcing for a few more weeks yet, correct?"

"Yes," Carlos answered. "We want to make sure we're past the first trimester, especially with the troubles we've already had. My parents know. Other than you and Ella, no one else knows."

Bobby nodded, "I have a really weird question for you Amy. Do you mind if I take your blood pressure? Preeclampsia is one of the more common pregnancy complications, so I'd like to take your blood pressure once or twice a week just to kind of keep an eye on it."

Amy nodded but her eyes went to Carlos, "This is you, isn't it?"

Before he could answer Bobby chimed in, "It's truly from me. When Ranger told me you guys were having twins I started looking up the common complications for pregnancy with multiples. If I have a baseline blood pressure from you and keep an eye on it, it'll be easier to see if it's rising. It also allows me to know what's a normal BP for you. If you feel light-headed and I take it and it's high, it could be hard for me to know how to treat you or what to do for you."

"Fine." Amy narrowed her eyes at Carlos, who was leaning back against the counter next to the fridge. "I need another pickle."

Carlos barely lifted one corner of his mouth in a smirk before getting Amy another pickle. He handed it to her just as Bobby recited her blood pressure out loud. "Is that normal?"

Bobby nodded as he put his blood pressure cuff back in his bag. "100/70 is great. I will probably try to check your blood pressure every Monday, if that works for you guys."

"Yeah," Amy nodded as she stood and made her way to the door. "That should work fine."

"Well, I'll leave you guys. Congrats on the twins. If I don't see you again since this is a short week, Happy Thanksgiving."

"Are you coming to our house for dinner Saturday?" Amy asked.

"Oh yeah, I am. So I'll see you guys Saturday." Bobby saluted Carlos before leaving.

Once Bobby was gone Amy tilted her head slightly, "Why do you have Bobby checking on me? You don't think our OB is good enough?"

"Not at all," Carlos stood with his arms crossed over his chest. "I just feel more comfortable knowing that he's familiar with your pregnancy as well. If you have any problems while you're at work or if you go into labor at work, then he won't have to ask as many questions."

"I'm surprised you haven't hired a nurse and put her up in the apartment over the garage yet." Amy teased.

Carlos stayed quiet and still, his expression never changing as Amy studied him. He still couldn't believe just how well she could read him. She continued to intently watch his face, looking for any slight or subtle change. Finally he smirked at her, "No nurse has been hired. I have started looking for a nanny."

"We could just find a daycare center here in Trenton." Amy suggested.

"If we get a nanny, the babies would always be at home so they'd be more comfortable."

"And they'd also always be under the constant supervision of our security system." Amy deadpanned. She knew how Carlos worked. She wasn't opposed to a nanny, that just wasn't a cost she ever could have afforded before so she hadn't thought about it. "Have you found any good candidates yet?"

"A few. I've already set up interviews with them. Not for a couple of weeks though, with the wedding this weekend I wanted to give us a chance to let everything settle down."

Amy nodded, "Sounds good." She reached out and Carlos gave her his hand. "Should we get back to work?"

"Yes, but before we go back downstairs…" Carlos pulled her toward him with their intertwined hands and put his other hand on the side of her face while he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was hot, a little heavy, and not nearly long enough. They both were looking forward to Amy's appointment Wednesday to hopefully get the all-clear again. He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers.

"Wednesday." Amy whispered.

Carlos growled, "I love you. I love our babies. But I feel like I haven't made love to you in months. Wednesday seems too far off."

"Two days. You've made it what, four weeks? We just have two more days."

Carlos growled again before giving her another quick kiss then opened the door to his apartment. "I've got to go chase down a skip tonight."

"I saw that e-mail." Amy said as they walked onto the elevator. "Lexi and I will just have to have a girls night."

Wednesday morning Amy and Carlos were both anxious and excited as they got ready for work. Neither one of them did a very good job hiding it as they walked into work. They both went straight to the conference room for the Wednesday morning meeting, where Chad, the head of installations, and Tank were already setting up.

"Oh shoot," Amy said as she set her laptop bag down on the table. "I forgot some notes in my office." She shook her head at her own forgetfulness. "I'll be right back." She said to Carlos as she hurried out.

Tank watched Carlos watch Amy. "Everything alright boss?"

"Why wouldn't it be?" Carlos asked as he pulled his own notes out of Amy's laptop bag.

Tank hooked a thumb towards the door Amy had just hurried out of. "She never forgets things, not as long as I've worked with her. She hasn't been bringing in her baked goodies. In fact, she's barely been in the break room at all the last couple of weeks since she's been back at work. She missed three weeks of work for an injury." Tank did air quotes when he said injury. "Not to mention all of the sudden appointments you've had over the last couple of months."

Carlos had kept his face blank during Tank's diatribe, "And?"

Tank looked over at Chad, "Can you give us a couple minutes man?" Chad nodded and headed to the door. "Close the door when you go." As soon as the door closed Tank leaned forward across the table towards Carlos. "Amy's pregnant, isn't she?"

Carlos knew he only had a short time to respond and not rouse more suspicion from Tank but he didn't want to try too hard and make it obvious he was lying either. "You're nuts." He answered in a calm and even tone. "Why would you think that?"

Tank narrowed his eyes, "I saw Bobby in his office the last few weeks reading books on pregnancy. He's single, he doesn't have any reason to read that shit. Then he went up to your apartment the other day when you and Amy were up there having lunch."

"Tank, I think you have way too much time on your hands."

Tank leaned back in his chair and nodded his head once, "You never denied it."

Carlos opened his mouth just as the door opened and Amy walked in.

"Hey guys!" She sat down next to Carlos and in just a moment realized she must have walked in on something. She looked at Carlos, then across at Tank, before settling back on Carlos. "I'm sorry, did I interrupt something?"

"Oh I was just asking your fiancé here how far along you are. I'm guessing a couple months?"

Carlos kept his expression blank, hoping that Amy had a good poker face but knowing that the pregnancy hormones had her completely messed up.

Amy's smile faltered ever so slightly, "How far along I am?"

Tank smirked, "You two are good, but not as good as you think. I noticed that hesitation by the way." He pointed at Amy before looking back to Carlos. "C'mon Ranger, just tell me."

"Are you saying I look fat?" Amy pretended to be mad.

Tank's grin vanished and he stumbled over what to say. "No. Ames, Amy, I didn't say that."

"You know, my ankle injury made it kind of hard to go to the gym. It's not like I let myself go." Amy let out a short huff of frustration. "Why are some guys so concerned about women's weight? Jesus. I guess I'd better skip the pie this weekend."

Carlos was keeping his expression completely neutral, which was getting very hard to do. He'd been worried that Amy would just cave and tell Tank their news, but she obviously didn't want to yet. "Uh Tank, you might want to just drop it."

"I'm sorry Amy, I really am." Tank held both his hands up in surrender, "You're not fat, at all. I just thought that you guys were hiding a pregnancy."

"No, Tank. We're not hiding a pregnancy. I've got a wedding to plan and a house that still needs to be finished first." Amy looked down at her notes and pretended to be looking them over before adding, "Not to mention our big house-warming party this weekend that we're still getting ready for. There won't be any babies until we're married."

The last comment made Carlos grab Amy's knee under the table and give it a quick squeeze.

A knock at the door had all three of them looking up to see Chad sticking his head in, "Everyone is here."

Carlos motioned a hand for them to enter before standing, "Sorry for the delay everyone. Let's go ahead and get started."

The morning meeting took half an hour and was the same as all the others. Amy spent the rest of her morning working on the Donnelly account before Carlos came to her office at noon to leave for her appointment. They ran into Tank on their way to the garage.

"Is it okay if we go get lunch before we have to pick Lexi up from school since she gets out early today for the holiday weekend?" Carlos teased.

"Yup." Tank gave them a thumbs up. "Your good. Have a Happy Thanksgiving and I'll see you guys Saturday."

Amy waited until they were in the elevator descending down to the underground parking garage before she started laughing. But she waited until they were in Carlos' Cayenne before she spoke.

"Poor Tank."

Carlos was laughing almost uncontrollably. "I really thought you were going to cave and tell him. I honestly wasn't sure how we could convince him he was wrong. But the look on his face when you asked him if he thought you were fat." Carlos let out another laugh. "Priceless!"

"He's going to be so pissed when he gets the Christmas card in the mail."

"He'll get over it." Carlos reached for Amy's hand, "Where do you want to have lunch today?"

"I really don't want a huge meal, somewhere for soup and a salad would be perfect."

"You got it."

They pulled into the parking lot at the OB's office after stopping at a little bistro for lunch. Carlos looked over at Amy, "Let's go check on our babies."

Amy checked in and after a fifteen-minute wait they were called back. She gave a urine sample, like always, and was taken to the exam room. The nurse told her to strip from the waist down, cover with the sheet and Dr. Sayre would be right in. A couple minutes later Dr. Sayre was knocking on the door.

"How are the soon-to-be married parents doing today?" She asked as she walked in.

"Great." Amy said excitedly. "I am loving being back to work. I'm no longer staring at the walls of our house being bored out of my mind."

Dr. Sayre laughed as she patted Amy's knee before sitting on the stool. "That's very good to hear. So you obviously haven't been having any problems?"

Amy shook her head, "I feel pretty good. No cramps or spotting, Carlos doesn't let me do anything except eat, sleep, get dressed, and work. I don't even drive." She teased.

"Well, let's get the exam over with so we can do a quick ultrasound. If everything looks good you'll get to go a whole two weeks without seeing me." Dr. Sayre did the exam then paged the ultrasound technician to come in. "So, you are not dilated or thinning out. Which means you are officially off all restrictions. Including sex. Just watch for any cramping, spotting, bleeding, lower back pain, or abdominal pain. If you experience any of those call the office and come in or go to the ER."

"Hey guys!" Tina, the tech, stuck her head in. "Ready for me?"

"Yes," Dr. Sayre motioned her in. "We'll check on the babies then you guys are free to go."

"Okay, let's see those little peanuts shall we?" Tina squirted the gel on Amy's stomach and started right in on the ultrasound. "Here is Baby A. You've got an active one in there today!" Tina moved the wand around a little while trying to get a good angle to measure the baby. "Baby A has gone through a bit of a growth spurt, he measures at thirteen weeks and two days. And the heart rate," That loud, steady thudding filled the room. "146. Perfect!" Tina moved the wand and their second baby filled the screen. "Baby B is measuring at twelve weeks and four days which is spot on." The steady thudding of another heartbeat filled the room yet again, "155. Your babies are both looking wonderful." Tina did a few more measurements, looked at the placentas, and Dr. Sayre had her check a couple other things before they finished the ultrasound.

"Here are a few new pictures." Tina handed the print outs to Carlos then left the room.

"So, make your next appointment for two weeks from Friday. Don't go too crazy at your wedding, but have fun. Stay hydrated and take breaks as often as you need to. Otherwise, have a Happy Thanksgiving and congratulations." Dr. Sayre smiled then walked out.

Amy just sat on the table staring at Carlos and smiling.

"How long does it take to get home?" Carlos teased.

"We do have to go pick Lexi up."

"Damn. We could just go to the apartment."

"No!" Amy slapped his arm as she finally stood up and started getting dressed. "You know, we could just wait until Saturday night."

Carlos waited for her to look him in the eye, then he realized she was trying to be funny. "We are not waiting until Saturday night." He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him, "Tonight." He dropped a quick kiss on her lips before turning her around toward the door. "Let's get out of here."