Chapter Thirteen

The morning sunlight turned the inside of his eyelids a soft brown when Campbell sighed and rolled onto his back. Spreading his hand over the empty spot on the bed, he woke up then sat up and tucked the duvet around his waist.

"Marcy?!" he asked when the bedroom door opened and Marcy walked into the room with a tray in her hands.

"Well, look who's awake," she teased as he sighed and brushed the hair from his eyes. She placed the tray next to him when she crawled onto the bed and turned his face toward hers, kissing his lips.

"I cannae believe that I fell asleep," he sighed and she smiled, pouring some tea into one of the cups on the tray.

"Well, you were dancing up a storm at the reception. The last time you acted like that was when…" she said then placed the teapot on the tray and looked at him. "Campbell, you DID remember tae take your drugs, right?!"

"Uh," he said when he carefully slid onto his back and pulled the duvet over his head. Sighing, she moved the duvet down then kissed his lips, down his neck then kissed his chest and he sighed, smiling at her. "I'm sorry."

"How many kids am I dealing with here?"

"Two and a half," he said as she tapped the tip of her finger on the tip of his nose and laughed. He carefully sat up when she fed him some of the fruit that was on the tray and he kissed her lips while sticking two fingers in the whip cream.

"Dinnae even think it," she said then took his fingers and suck on one finger then the other. He playfully smiled at her and she fed him the rest of the breakfast, placing the silver bowl with the whipped cream on the nightstand.

"Saving that for later?" he asked as he looked at the silver bowl and grinned.

"Well, you do owe me for falling asleep," she teased and he nodded, placing an arm around her and she snuggled against him.

"I'm home!" Marcy said as she closed the door and placed the mail on the table. She remembered how sick she was the first three months she was pregnant with Logan but this time it wasn't so bad. She did hate that her stomach was sticking out but she had been going to her exercise classes and Campbell had been very supportive through her mood swings.

"We're in here," he said as she walked down the hallway then stopped at the doorway to the nursery and her eyes went wide. Campbell and Logan were standing near the back wall and were wearing white converse sneakers, white overalls, white long sleeve shirts and white painter's hats and were slightly covered in white paint. A ladder sat near the wall to the right while old sheets covered the floor and several pails of paint sat on the floor. The windows, plug fixtures, light switch cover and the overhead light had masking tape around them and they smiled at her.

"You did this all by yourselves?" she asked as she carefully walked into the room and Campbell gave her a smug look.

"Of course we did."

"Aye, after Lily went home." Logan said as he nodded his head and Campbell glared down at him.

"Och, knock it off," she said when she walked closer and kissed Campbell's lips.

"So, what do you think?" Campbell asked.

"It looks really good. Why dinnae you two go get cleaned up?" she said when they nodded and she left the room, smiling.

"And that is all for the Campbell Bain's Loony Tunes show for today. Now, I have been getting a lot of phone calls asking me why I have been playing a lot of songs with baby in the titles. I guess it's time for me tae tell you why. In three months, I am going tae be a daddy! Och, I think my Campbell Cuties have just fainted. I know they were stunned when I got married. Sorry, my lovelies, but I'm sure you're all happy for me. At least I hope so. Right, here comes Mark to read the news, so I am out of here. Remember, we are loonies and we are proud!" Campbell said then took the earphones off and hit the button to start the commercials.

"Great show," Mark Kane said as Campbell smiled and brushed the hair out of his eyes.

"Thanks," Campbell said when he left the room and walked to the booth. Marcy opened the door when she walked toward him and he placed his hands on her swollen stomach, kissing her lips. "Hello, Pretty Lady."

"Come off it. I look like a bloody whale," she sighed as they headed down the hallway and he walked in front of her, tickling her tummy. "Knock it off before you walk into a wall."

"But the baby likes it when I tickle your tummy," he said while she rolled her eyes and took his hands in hers.

"I dinnae like it, ok?" she said as he nodded and slid arm around her. They walked toward the lift when the doors opened and they walked inside the lift.

"Uh-oh, we're in trouble," he said as he looked at the sign and she frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"I think we're over the weight limit," he teased then winced when she smacked the back of his head and the lift doors closed as he shrugged and she sighed, rolling her eyes.

The nursery was finally finished as Marcy stood near the cot and looked at the tiny sleeper that was lying on the mattress. Neither of them wanted to know the sex of the baby and she sadly smiled, remembering the tears in Campbell's eyes the first time he heard the baby's heartbeat. The both of them had been paying special attention to Logan and he was excited about the idea of being a big brother. Marcy smiled when she felt arms trying to go around her waist and tender lips kissed the back of her neck.

"Hello," Campbell whispered as she turned around and slid her arms around his waist. She looked at the golden brown beard he had decided to grow as he smiled and she kissed his lips.

"You know what, you look good in a beard," she said as he grinned and winked at her.

"I'm glad you like it. I thought it was time that I stopped looking like a kid."

"But I like the way you look."

"Well, I can always shave it off," he said then looked down at her stomach and knelt down on his knees, pressing his nose against it. "Hello in there. You ready tae come out yet?" He pressed his ear against her stomach as she softly laughed and he nodded his head. "Uh-hunh, ok, I'll tell her."

"Tell me what?" she asked as he stood up and placed his hand on her stomach.

"He said tae tell you that he's nearly ready, a week or two at the most."

"So the baby's a he?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Could be," he teased when they heard someone knocking on the front door and they looked at each other. "Were you expecting anyone?"

"No," Marcy said when they left the room and headed for the door. Logan stood near the door when Campbell wiggled his finger for him to come closer and he ran to Campbell. Marcy looked through the security hole when she removed the chain and opened the door. She looked at the young man standing there as he coughed and tapped the envelope on his fingertips. "Yes, can I help you?"

"Are you Marcy McKay?" he asked.

"I was," she asked when he handed her the envelope then walked away and Marcy pouted. Closing the door, she looked at the envelope while Campbell walked to her and she looked at the address on the envelope. Her heart pounded as she looked at the letter when she dropped it onto the floor and Campbell picked the letter up, looking at what was written on it.

"The bastard," he whispered then held onto Marcy and the tears ran down her cheeks. The letter was from Child Services and stated that Peter was suing for custody of Logan.