Day 145:

Pacifica sat on the couch at Mabel's watching some episode of "A Baby Story," "One Born Every Minute," and even "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant." Now that she didn't have to worry about some creep peaking in at her or trying to snatch her away she could focus back on getting ready for the baby. Or, that was the idea. The trail was still coming up. She had to consult lawyers and all that, and collect evidence. And to top it all off, Dipper still wasn't home. She still had five days until she could have her husband home again, and she could not wait for them to get done and over with.

Ding!

Her phone went off. She checked it.

Hubby: Hey, love, what have you been up to?

Pacifica smiled as she texted back.

Princess 33: Sitting on the cough watching pregancy shows.

Hubby: Yeah? What's everyone else up to?

Princess 33: Mabel is meeting with a boutique owner who may want to sell some of her merch. Stan and Ford are helping Soos set up a new display case at the Mystery Shack. And Wendy is at a Mommy and Me class with Logan.

Hubby: So you're alone?

Princess 33: Yup. It feels nice to not have to constantly have someone with me!

The door opened and Pacifica's jaw dropped open.

"Hope you don't mind me cutting in on your alone time, Love."

"Dipper?"

The young man in question smiled as he dumped his bags on the floor and ran towards his wife. Pacifica jumped off the couch and ran to him, forgetting momentarily that she was preganant as she leaped into his awaiting arms. Dipper was thrown off balance for a little bit by the newly added weight, but quickly recovered as he tackled his wife's mouth with his. Pacifica wrapped her legs around his waist and burired her fingers into his hair.

"I thought...you weren't...coming back...until Saturday…" Pacifica gasped between kisses.

"Eh, I finished my work early and got to slip off two days early," Dipper answered with a grin as he pinned her against the wall, barely able to get the words out before Pacifica dove in for yet another kiss. It was almost as if they'd been starving for the past two months and a half months, and were now finally getting the nourishment they had desperately needed.

"You got done a week early?" Pacifica asked when they had to break for air. "How?"

"You'd be surprised what a man will do for the woman he loves," Dipper answered as he kissed her forehead. She giggled as he kissed her nose, her cheeks, her jawline...

"Oh, Pacifica, I missed you!" Dipper gasped as he began kissing her neck.

"I missed you too," Pacifica answered, scraping her nails on that section of his hair where she knew he was sensitve. Dipper let out a noise that sounded like a growl and gently nibbled on that one spot on her neck where he knew she was sensitive. Pacifica gasped, then pushed him off of her.

"Wha-" Dipper asked as she grabbed his hand and dragged him down the hall to her room and locked the door.

"I don't know when the other's are coming back, but I haven't seen you over two months so I ain't sharing today," Pacifica explained as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Dipper chuckled as he cupped her face in one of his hands, and then placed hi other on her belly.

"Oh, wow!" he gasped. "Look at you."

"I know," Pacifica blushed. "I'm getting pretty big."

Dipper fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning his head on her belly.

"Daddy's home, Peanut," he whispered as he kissed Pacifica's belly. "Any movement yet?" he asked as he looked up at her.

"No," Pacifica answered. "They've been pretty still thus far."

Dipper smiled faintly as he stared at her, all the adoration of the world in his eyes.

"What?" Pacifica asked.

"I love you," Dipper answered in a faint whisper.

"I love you too," Pacifica replied.

"I thought I was going to go crazy being away from you for that long. Especially with everything that happened," Dipper stood back to his feet and cupped her face in his hands. Pacifica closed her eyes and relaxed into his touch.

"I don't think I slept for two weeks I was so worried about you," he continued as he stroked her cheekbones with his thumbs. "If the investigators hadn't told me coming back might have made things worse I would have been here in a flash."

"I know," Pacifica answered.

"I'm never leaving you like that again," he promised as he leaned his forehead against hers. "You or the baby." He let his hand trail the curves of her body before letting one grip her hip and the other rest on her stomach. Pacifica tangled her fingers into his hair again, pulling him closer to her.

"You'll never have to," Pacifica smiled. "Because you did it."

Dipper smiled softly. "By some miracle!"

"I'm so proud of you!" Pacifica beamed, now she was the one to cup his face in her hands.

"Not as proud as I am of you," Dipper said. "I don't know any other person who could have stayed as calm as you did throughout all of this."

"I just did what I had to do."

"Maybe, but it doesn't change the fact that you, my love, are easily the breavest person I know, and I could not be prouder to call you my wife," he kissed her again before adding. "And the mother of my child."

Pacifica just smiled as she stared into his eyes, get lost in the warm, brown glow she'd so missed. Dipper reached up with one hand, leaving his other tracing circle on her belly, and began tracing the countours of her face, stopping every now and then to tuck her hair behind her ear.

"You're even more beautiful than I remember, how is that even possible?" he asked after a few moments of blissful silence.

"Oh, stop you," Pacifica chuckled as she playfully shoved him.

"No, I'm serious," Dipper said as he took her face in his hands again.

"I'm not even wearing make-up," Pacifica protested. "And I don't think I brushed my hair today."

"I don't care," Dipper insisisted. "You're stunning."

"Maybe you're just starved of me from being away for so long," Pacifica pointed out.

"Well, I'm definately that," Dipper agreed. "But it doesn't change the fact that you're the most gorgeous thing on the planet."

"Even with a big bump?" Pacifica gestured to her belly.

"You kidding?" Dipper asked. "If anything that makes you more attractive."

"Oh, really?" Pacifica arched an eye-brow. "Why, because it's proof y-"

"I don't need proof," Dipper insisted as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I know that you're all mine. That's all that matters." He leaned down and nibbled on the sensitive part of her neck again. Pacifica gasped, then let out a small sigh as he did again and let her eyes flutter close.

"All mine," he whispered in her ear before kissing her just below it.

Pacifica smiled, scraping her nails against the back of his neck, when-

Dipper jumped back, startled. Pacifica's hands flew to her stomach. She felt it again. It felt like a bubble popping against the inside of her stomach. She ran a hand over the spot an felt a small movement against her palm.

"Was...was that what I think it is?" Dipper asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"It's moving!" Pacifica gasped with a nod. Dipper knelt down infront of her belly and laced his hands against it.

"Do it again!" he whispered to the baby. Within a few seconds Pacifica felt the same bubbly sensations again. She clasped a hand to her mouth and giggled. Dipper just stared, stunned.

"Oh, wow," he gasped as the baby kicked his hand again.

Pacifica ran her fingers through his hair as she watched him.

"You were just waiting for Daddy to get home, weren't you?" Pacifica asked the baby, which responded by moving again.

"Well, I'm back, Peanut," Dipper said, rubbing his hands over her belly. "And I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

The baby kicked again. Dipper kissed Pacifica's belly, then leaned his face against it.

"Hey, Pacifica, you here?" Mabel asked from down the hall. Pacifica gestured for her husband to be quiet before answering.

"Yeah, I'm still here. I'm...um...going to run a bath and take a nap. Feeling a bit tired and stiff."

"Okay, let me know if you need anything," Mabel answered.

"You really feeling stiff?" Dipper asked, concerned.

"Only a little, I'm sure you can help me with that though," Pacifica winked at him. Dipper grinned as he caught on to what she meant.

"So, am I welcomed to join in on this bath?" he asked.

"Welcomed? You're required," Pacifica retort before heading to the bathroom attached to her room. Dipper grinned even wider as he followed after her. It was good to be back!