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The Next Morning

Mort woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. Stretching he felt around for Sarah but she wasn't in bed.

"Good morning sweety." She smiled as she carried in a tray of breakfast food and set it before him. He sat up and looked down at the food and then back up at her.

"Breakfast in bed, my favorite." He grinned and leaned in to kiss her but she pulled away.

"Eat up." She teased and stood up off of the bed. "I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be out in few."

God, I love her. Mort thought to himself as he watched her walk into the bathroom.

Looking down at her new ring Sarah smiled to herself and began to undress. Taking off her robe she thought about the night before and smiled again. She simply couldn't stop smiling. She loved him so much she could still feel his hands on her body. He was in the other room and yet she somehow missed him. It was as if all the kisses and touches weren't enough to satisfy her. She wanted to climb into his soul and make a home in his heart, but little did she know, she already had.

Just as she was about to finish her hot shower she heard a knock on the door.

"Come on in." She called as she finished rinsing out her short blonde hair. The next thing she knew the shower door was being propped open. She jumped a bit startled and then realized that it was the one she loved.

"Hey, how was it?" She asked referring to the smiled and removed his clothing.

"It was excellent."Sarah nodded and watched him step in under the water.

"You still hungry, there's more. You know me I always cook way too much." Sarah offered as she placed her hands on his chest.

Mort released a sigh. "Yeah, I'm hungry, but not for pancakes." Then he smiled a bit crookedly and kissed her.

Slamming him into the shower wall she kissed him harder until he had to pull away from the intensity which ran though out his groin. He pulled her up around his waist and flipped the position to where she was against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his back and held onto his shoulders. Once she felt him enter her she moaned and bit her bottom lip.

"You feel so good." She commented as he went further inside of her.

"Not as good as you love." He replied and continued. The two of them increased their speed until they both crumbled into each others arms, the shower water growing cold. They were in love, they were in lust, they

had each other all to themselves. Now it was final, he wanted her for the rest of his life.

1 Week Later

Sarah woke up in a cold sweat.

Glancing at the clock she moved her eyes over the rest of the bed to discover that Mort was gone.

4:15am.

Feeling sick to her stomach she hobbled out of the bed and made it into the bathroom just in time before she threw up. Once she was done being sick she brushed the horrid taste out of her mouth and starred in the mirror. She was a little pale, maybe it was the 24 hour flu? Then her eyes caught the date on the decorative calendar on the bathroom wall. Dropping her tooth brush she realized that she was 5 days late on her 'practically always' on time menstruation. Her heart skipped. Instantly awake from the fear of pregnancy she looked at herself in the mirror again and shook her head slowly, not until we're married. She thought. It's just the simple case of the flu.

Having enough of her own worrying she decided to go find Mort. He was of course right where she had left him before she went to bed. He was in the study writing away on his lap top.

"Hey Mort." She forced out a cheerful tone and placed her hands on his looked away from his computer and located her above him.

"Hey sweetheart, I'm sorry did I wake you?" He asked in a concerned voice.

She shook her head 'no' and kissed his cheek.

"Whatcha writing?" She questioned cutely.

He shrugged. "Oh, just another one of my stories... the publisher sent me a letter in the mall practically begging me to send out another copy of one of my writings, so I figured I'd jump on it, we could use the money right now, seeing as how we just bought that cabin not to long ago."

"Speaking of the cabin, when are we going to go stay there?" She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and rested her head on top of his.

"Actually, I was thinking this weekend, how does that sound?" He shut off his computer and grabbed her hands.

"That sounds wonderful." She replied and kissed his cheek.

"Alright, well let's get going to bed." He yawned and stood up.

That weekend at the Cabin

Sarah and Mort arrived at the cabin at about noon on Saturday.

Hungry from the drive, Mort decided to go into town (which was about 20 minuets north) and grab something quick to eat for the two of them while Sarah unpacked.

Unpacking her clothes she realized that now was the perfect time to put what she had gotten from the drugstore to use. She had to know, was she really pregnant? All week she had been waking up in the middle of the night throwing up. Unwrapping the test she looked into the mirror and took in a deep stress filled breath. After she had followed its instructions she waited. Waiting less than 5 minuets felt like 5 hours when it came to something so life altering. She couldn't believe she had brought herself to do this. She had never been pregnant or even had a scare before this but for some reason she felt as though she needed to follow through with the test. Then it was time, time to find out the truth. Gazing down at the test she thought a moment and tried to register the results into her mind. She was shaking with nerves and crying over what she saw. Placing her face in the palm of her hands she threw the positive test across the bathroom and let out a groan of agony. It was undeniable. She was pregnant. Feeling sick again she hovered over the toilet and threw up. She couldn't lie to herself anymore. It was true. She was going to have to tell Mort, but how?

Dinner was completely icy. Sarah was dead quiet and Mort was still tired from driving all day.

Neither of them said a word until, "So, did you finish unpacking?"

Mort nodded and finished her chicken. "Yeah."

That was it not another word was spoken. Clearing away the plates, Sarah thought about how she should tell him about what she had found out.

She practiced the words in her mind but nothing seemed to sound right. Mort excused himself from the table and walked into the other room. Sarah wondered where he was going and then she heard the toilet flush. Her heart skipped, she had forgotten to throw out the garbage.

Then she heard the sink running and something being dropped. Mort came practically running out of the bathroom holding something in his hand. Before she could even look she knew what it was. Her heart was beating so fast she could feel the pressure in her throat.

"Sarah-" He began trying to stay calm. "Why, why didn't you tell me?"

Sarah starred at him blankly for a moment and stuttered, "I-I was going to tell you, I j-just didn't quiet know how."

Mort looked at her for a moment and realized that she wasn't lying when he saw the tears in her eyes. He walked up to her and then placed the test in the garbage next to the kitchen sink.

He looked at her again and decided to embrace her while she cried, dispite how angry he was.

"Come here," He opened his arms and held her close to his chest. "Baby, you have to tell me these things... I would have figured it out sooner or later you know that." He said calmly and kissed her cheek.

She shrugged in her arms and sniffed back tears of fear. She was scared, she wasn't read to have a baby, not yet."Mort, I'm frightened over the whole situation. What should I do?" She asked desperately. "There's only one thing to do Sarah, we're having the baby." He said firmly and pulled away to look into her eyes.

She nodded knowing that he was right, it was the only right and just thing to do. She had gotten herself this way, now it was time to face it. She was going to have a baby. They were going to have a let out a chuckle and smiled at her warmly.

"I'm sort of excited..." He said quite honestly.

Sarah returned the smile and hugged him tightly. "I'm happy that you're not upset. Are you?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm not upset, how could I be upset for something I did purposely."

Her eyes shifted back into his and she went to say something but he interrupted her.

"That's how the story goes babe."