So, apparently I like writing Mac and Dick getting together (complete with angst, festering and smut!) way more than the aftermath. But I did a short fluffy (and smutty) epilogue for you guys. Hope you enjoy!

"Shit. Shit. Ohshitohshitohshit!"

Veronica rushed over to Mac. "Are you serious?! I TOLD you he would give you something you would need to see a doctor for!" She pushed around her to see the small stick Mac was holding, then sighed heavily. "That's the control line you dumdum. Not the baby line. Have you never done this before?" She walked back to the bed while Mac looked back and forth between her and the stick, dumbfounded.

"No. I've always been really careful." Mac walked slowly to the bed next to Veronica and then sat down, frowning slightly at the negative strip in her hand.

"Well, you said you just got your IUD switched right? Maybe that's why you're off." Her eyes narrowed as she judged her friend's demeanor. "You're not… I mean, you didn't… you aren't disappointed, right?! I mean you guys so do not need a baby right now!" Veronica gasped. "Possibly ever. Him not you," she clarified.

"No, of course not," Mac looked up shaking her head vehemently. "Definitely not disappointed, just.. I don't know. He is definitely going to be disappointed though."

"Gross."

Mac rolled her eyes, almost a year had passed since Logan's going away bash and she didn't think Veronica would ever get used to the idea of her and Dick as a serious couple. "Vee, do you realize how many times Dick has proposed to me in the last year?"

"Double gross. Please tell me you are not considering saying yes!" Her eyes were only half playful. Veronica knew Dick was head over heels for her bestie, but he was just always around. Always.

"Thirteen times. He even had a ring the last two times! Different boxes. And don't ask me what was in them because I refused to even open them."

"You didn't answer the question, Q. Or should I say, Mrs. Cindy Casablancas." She said the last party in her girliest whisper and made some kissy faces.

"Absolutely not. To the name and the question. Absolutely not."

"Absolutely! Oh my god Dick, yes, of course. How could I say no to this?"

Dick squeezed Mac excitedly and spun her around. "Awesome, babe. This is gonna be awesome."

Mac looked around her new office, which Dick had surprised her with. Two walls were covered in windows but had some serious blinds for when she wanted to block out the sun. Her multiple monitors sat upon a fancy desk that moved up and down at the touch of a button so she could stand or sit. He had even had a new sink installed that sat next to her overpriced but totally amazing coffee maker so she could easily reload as needed.

Saying yes to moving in had been easy, Mac had basically been living at the beach house for the last two months anyway. She had been away with her parents camping for a week (Dick had conveniently managed an excuse), and he must have had a crew working 24/7 to get the room prepared in her absence. Now she had her own space and it could really begin to feel like home!

"Just one thing, babe." Mac looked at him questioningly, waiting for the catch. "We gotta break it in before you get all your expensive crap in here and you won't ever let me come bother you."

Mac laughed. "Yeah, we better do that soon."

Dick smiled like a kid at Christmas. He looked over at her work table and saw that it only held some pencils and a few instruction manuals, which he dramatically swept to the floor before pushing her up against it, his mouth slamming into hers.

"Mmmm, or right now then," she mumbled into his mouth. His hands ran down the length of her back and over her ass, fiddling with the hem of her skirt. He was so glad she wore so many skirts.

"You like your new desk, Ms. Mackenzie?"

"Oh, yes sir, Mr. Casablancas, it is first rate. A girl would do a lot of things for a nice desk like this."

Dick's cock shot to attention. "Mmmm, well I only need you to do one." He quickly flipped her over and pushed her down gently. "Bend over."

Mac giggled as he pushed her skirt up and ran his fingers along her slit, finding her wet. He pulled her panties to the floor where she kicked them off.

"Oh, Ms. Mackenzie, it seems you forgot something. Did you come to the office without anything under that dress? You naughty, naughty, computer science-y genius girl. How's the mail boy gonna get any work done with you looking like that? Tell you what. I've just got one package to deliver and then I will let you get back to work." He pushed himself into her, slowly at first and then rocking gently while massaging her luscious buttocks.

"Mmmm, Mr. Casablancas, I've been waiting for this package all day! Could you give it to me a little faster? Mmm… just. like. that." Her playful talk slowly digressed into real moans.

"So demanding when I brought you such a nice delivery! Where are your manners?" With that he spanked her right ass cheek with a pop and she gave a pleasantly surprised yelp. He leaned over to kiss her neck and grabbed a handful of her hair, squeezing lightly while massaging her ass where it smarted. This was too much for her.

"Mmmmmmyeah, I'm coming baby. Come inside me, I want to feel you come inside me!"

"Yes, ma'am." Dick quickly gave in to her request, holding her tightly and caressing her breast for a few moments afterward as she finished yet again.

Mac sighed contentedly and walked over to the futon he had included so that she could think or have cat naps comfortably while working. She pushed the button to lower the shades and then fell onto the cushions.

"That will be all mail boy. I'll let you know when I'm ready for my next delivery."

Dick laughed and squeezed onto the futon beside her. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.

"I know."