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A/N: It's overrrr!!! But... I want to thank EVERYONE who reviewed! You all made writing this story a lot of fun. And, I promise to update the prequel soon. I'll probably add another two or three chapters to that before adding the sequel. Please, give me any ideas you want to see in either the prequel of sequel! I hope you all continue to read this trilogy! Thank you!

"You alright, babe?"

"Yes, Duncan."

"I'm just making sure."

"I'll tell you if I start to feel bad."

"Does it suck to be pregnant on our honeymoon?"

"Just a little bit."

"You look hot, though."

"I doubt it. I've started to 'pop', as you like to put it."

"You fill out that dress or whatever quite nicely..."

"You're not the only one to say that..."

Duncan chuckled, reaching over and grabbing Courtney's hand.

"I don't see what's so funny," Courtney snapped. Despite her voice, she kept a soft grasp on Duncan's hand.

"I'm laughing because those guys don't have a chance with you."

Courtney smirked. "Oh, really?"

"Then again, you are unpredictable at times..."

"Damn right."

"Language, babe."

"Oh, shut up."

"That's not nice."

"Why do you ALWAYS have to have the final word?!"

"I'm just keeping up conversation, sweetheart."

Courtney groaned, earning another set of chuckles from Duncan. They were laying on a couple of chairs at the beach. They were in Hawaii for their honeymoon, and were staying on the Main Island. They were to stay ten days in the state, and had three days left before they returned to Toronto. She had found out she was eleven weeks pregnant on their third day, and would be twelve weeks, or three months, by the time they got back home. They hadn't mentioned it to anyone yet, but were planning on telling everyone within the next few weeks.

"You ever gonna take that dress off?" Duncan asked, referring to the white beach dress she was wearing.

"Pervert."

"What, you don't want a tan all-over?"

"I'm naturally darker, Duncan."

"Scared you're gonna burn the baby?"

"The sun won't burn the baby!"

"Will it overheat?"

"What?! Our baby is not a piece of bread!"

"I know that."

Courtney groaned, clearly frustrated. "If you even think of lecturing me one more time-"

"I'm not lecturing you."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Just don't tell me what to do, okay?"

"All I asked is if you were going to take off your dress."

"And what? Flash everyone?"

Duncan remained silent for a few moments before asking, "You're not wearing a top under that?"

"I didn't plan on going swimming."

"Are you going commando?"

"Uh, no."

"Why are you basically topless?"

She sighed, glancing over at him. He was looking at her, smirking. She rolled her eyes, an amused smile on her face. She lowered her sunglasses and said, "You're getting a bit pink."

"Care to lather me up?"

She sat up and patted the space in front of her as she grabbed the sunscreen. She started applying the suncreen on his back before asking, "You getting frustrated with my mood swings yet?"

"Nope."

"Why is that?"

"You've always been moody."

"You're a real charmer."

"You like my honest side."

"I love it."

"I love yours, too."

"I'm always honest."

"You're a lot sharper now that you're pregnant."

Stumped, she asked, "Pardon?"

"You know... You're a lot quicker on your feet. You respond to my shit a lot quicker."

"Language."

"The baby can't hear me. Now, you on the other hand..."

Courtney sighed, resting her cheek against his skin. She wrapped her arms around his torso, snuggling herself closer to him.

"God, woman, you are bronze!" he said, mocking shock.

"God, man, you are pale!" she said, imitating him.

"I'm European, babe. And we've had this discussion - my family's from Northern Italy. They're pale up there."

"Our child is going to be horrendous."

"Whoa, babe! That is some mighty strong language you are using. Why do you say that?"

"I'm bronze, and you're pale."

"Our child will have your skin."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, really."

"And why do you say that?"

"Genetics."

Courtney smiled before quietly responding, "If you say so."

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"You have nothing to be worried about. It's not like your parents will murder us. We're married! Plus, it's against the law."

Courtney sighed, rubbing one hand over her stomach and using the other to hold onto Duncan's hand. "I'm just nervous. I think they expected us to wait to have children."

"Sweetheart, we just recently decided to even have children. Of course, no one knows that but us, but still... They won't care. They'll be ecstatic."

"What makes you say that?"

"I may have slipped..."

"To who?!"

"My Mom..."

Courtney let out a groan, grossing her arms. "You cannot be trusted with anything."

"Oh, please. We were married for two months before our 'other' wedding. I didn't slip then. It was nobody's business."

"I thought we were going to wait, though, to pass the three-month mark," she muttered.

He patted her thigh and said, "I told Ma this morning. Today marks your third month, anyway."

She let out a sigh as they exited customs. As happy as she was to be on vacation, she was glad to be back home in Toronto. "Where are Mom and Dad at...?" she murmured, looking around. They said they would meet her at the entrance of the terminal, and they were no where to be seen.

"Oh, they're not picking us up," Duncan muttered, staring at his phone.

"What?!"

"MY Mom and Dad are picking us up."

"Since when?!"

"I don't know, but they're waiting for us at baggage."

Courtney glanced around as they headed towards luggage. After a few seconds, she saw them sitting down on a bench, casually laughing and talking to each other. Smiling, she thought she about how in love they were. It was a nice sight to see. Sure, her parents had been together since before she was born, but they only sometimes showed their affection for each other. At least, they only showed it sometimes in front of her. She assumed Duncan acted the way he does around her because of his parents.

"Aah, there they are," Duncan said, taking a hold of Courtney's hand and quickly walking over to them. He smirked as he got closer and said, "Well, well, look at the two lovebirds..."

His parents rolled their eyes, and Duncan's Mom immediately jumped up and gave them each a big hug. "How was the trip?" she asked.

"Good..." Duncan murmured, patting his Mom's back.

"It was really nice," Courtney said, returning the hug that his Mom gave her.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm so happy for you..." his Mom said, continuing to hug her daughter-in-law.

Courtney smiled. Maybe being pregnant wasn't going to be so bad after all. "Thank you."

"Aw, c'mon, Mom, let her go," Duncan muttered.

"Oh, I'm sure you got to touch her enough on the honeymoon," his Mom said, letting go of Courtney and giving her son a smirk.

Duncan rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure." When his parents walked off towards the baggage, he held out his hand and said, "Ready?"

Courtney nodded, taking a hold of his hand. "As ready as I can be."