A/N: It's been a little while, huh? A lot has happened. I went to two sessions of Patriots Training Camp, July 27th and August 3rd. I met Tom Brady both times, Jerod Mayo, Victor Hobson and Larry Izzo during the first session, and then Tedy Bruschi during the second. Needless to say, it was heaven! And then Mom and I went to the Pats/Eagles game last Friday and my voice has been severely messed up since then. I yelled a little too much, drank a little too less, and argued a great deal. Anyways, enjoy this chapter :)

Accidentally Expecting

About three hours later, Lacey woke up to the nagging feeling in her stomach. Trying to shake off the feeling of Randy being in her home, and this close to her, she thought she must have just had a very realistic dream during her nap. After stepping into the hallway, she looked through the large window showing the street and saw there indeed were still moving trucks in front of the home across from hers.

Maybe it's someone else.

After changing out of her pajamas into a pair of loose black track pants and a simple gray Aeropostale fitted t-shirt, figuring she wouldn't be able to wear it much longer as her stomach continues to grow. She slipped on a pair of black beaten up flip flops and headed out the door, making a note to leave it unlocked.

During the quick walk across the street, Lacey couldn't keep her nerves under wraps. Between ringing her hands, playing with her loose curls draping her back and shoulders and biting her lip, she noticed the door was getting closer and closer like her feet were moving on their own accord. She watched her hand press the doorbell next to the glass door that she stood in front of and just waited. And waited.

And continued to wait until a blonde woman arrived in front of her. Feeling suddenly insecure of her current situation and her looks at the very moment, she offered the woman in front of her a sweet smile. The woman on the other side of the door opened the glass door and stood in between the two doors as she took in Lacey's appearance. "I'm so rude. I'm Torrie. Torrie Wilson-Orton."

Lacey turned her attention to Torrie's extended and well-manicured hand and took it with hers to shake it. Torrie gasped and pulled the brunette into her arms for a tight hug. Lacey couldn't figure this woman out. Or who exactly she was. Her name was hyphenated, so she couldn't be a sister of his. Wife, maybe? If she was, why would Randy want to move them closer to Lacey.

"You must be Lacey. Randy wasn't kidding when he said you were stunning." Lacey opened her mouth to say something in response, but let a smile take over her lips. Had Randy actually said that? Or was Torrie just trying to get on her good side? Whatever it was, a compliment was a compliment, and at the moment, with how Lacey felt physically, it was fantastic to get one. "Oh, you probably think that Randy and I are married or something." The stunning diamond on her left ring finger would have made just about anyone think that. "No, no. Not at all. I'm his sister-in-law. I married his brother, John, almost five years ago."

After letting out the deep breath she didn't really know she was holding, Lacey perked right up. "Yeah, I kind of didn't know what to think. But it's very nice to meet you."

"Well, I have to head out, I'm very into sight-seeing, and since John and I love to visit Randy, I want to know all of the sights around here. Randy should be right upstairs. The blasting music will lead you to him." Lacey couldn't help but smile as Torrie giggled at her brother-in-law's expense. "If you could tell him that I'll grab something for dinner in a few hours. I'll give him a ring, though."

Lacey nodded and stepped out of the way for Torrie. "Yeah, I'll let him know."

"And hopefully if you're still here when I go to grab food, the three of us can have dinner together. That'd be great, right?" Again, Lacey nodded. "This may be a little sudden, so don't hate me for it, but since I found out Randy was going to be a father, and after I said my prayers for that child for being stuck with him for the rest of his or her life, I decided that since I throw parties for a living, I would love to throw you a baby shower." After noticing the look on Lacey's face, Torrie tried to cover it up. "That is, if you want."

"Um, yeah. That'd be fantastic." As Torrie hugged Lacey and said her goodbyes, Lacey waited until Torrie drove away to step into the house. She took a quick look around before heading upstairs where Torrie said Randy would be. Only a few steps up, she could hear Led Zeppelin blasting from what she guess would be the last bedroom down the hall.

But as she reached the bedroom, she caught a lump in her throat. On one hand, she laughed off Randy's attempt of singing along with "Stairway to Heaven". But on the other, she fought back tears as she watched him assemble a baby crib.

"Knock, knock," she said as she knocked on the doorway. Randy used the remote to the cd player and paused the song. "Hey."

Randy stood from his spot on the ground and wiped down the front of his old pair of jeans and offered Lacey a genuine smile. "Hey. I didn't expect you to come over. I would have tried to unpack more before you did."

"Well, surprise, I guess." As Randy took a few strides to reach her, he wrapped his arms around her. "Why, hello."

"Sorry." As he stepped away, he couldn't help the smile taking over his features. "Just after our talk earlier, you seem to be in such a good mood."

Lacey shrugged as her brown locks swayed back and forth with the movement. "It was just a lot at one time. I mean, if I knew you were moving in, here, and today, I could have gotten someone to help you out. I'm close friends to the guys who helped with my place. And the marriage ordeal. It's still way too soon."

Randy slowly but surely nodded. "How about we set some boundaries. I'll keep my distance--"

"But be there when I need you and vice versa?" Randy smiled, one of which matched Lacey's. "So that sounds good then. How 'bout you show me around? I have a feeling I'll be here a lot."

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