You guys are the best! Thank you so freakin' much for all your love. THANK YOU! Last chapter before going to bed!

lemme tell you something, after this chapter YOU will not like Stacie AT ALL. I had no plans on writing it this way, not at all, I just went with the flow. Suddenly my mind was taking me to this. I guess is kinda working.

LOVE YOU ALL!

I can handle Chin or even Danny being worried, paranoid even, but Steve? He's the calm ninja super SEAL. Paranoia is definitely not his thing. So when he offered me a ride home I said yes, purely because I was having a hard time driving my car as it was, the baby getting in my way, and I had no energy to call a cab. Then there was a second time, and a third, by the fourth time it was getting ridiculous, especially since he had to wait until I finished my paperwork. It wasn't fair to him when he looked beyond tired.

"Why are you doing this?" I ask him on our way home, by that I mean my home.

"Doing what?"

"Giving me rides. You know I'm very capable of calling a cab, or even driving myself home, or asking Chin to take me. You don't have to do this."

"Of course I do," he speaks. "You have any idea how dangerous it is for a pregnant woman to drive a car? Imagine if you started having contractions?"

"Steve, I'm five months pregnant. I have like four months left; I'm not having contractions any time soon."

"Either way I rather take you home myself, if you don't mind. Besides, Chin is always busy with Malia and Danny with Gracie. I'm the only one available."

"What about Stacie?"

There's an uncomfortable silence between us, which tells me something is wrong. I can't help but feel slightly guilty if that's the case.

"We… sort of got into a fight."

"Why?" I ask, but he doesn't answer immediately which gets me thinking. "Because of me, isn't it?"

"No," he answers too quickly, "I mean, not exactly"

"What is it then?"

"Okay, she's mad because she says I haven't been paying much attention to her, which is not true obviously."

"Is this because of the doctor's appointment? I told you I can talk to her if you want."

"No, it's not about that," he sighs heavily, his hands turning white into the steering wheel, "Can I be completely honest with you?"

"Of course you can."

"When I proposed to Stacie it was completely out of the blue," he speaks, his eyes never leaving the road. "but it made complete sense, you know? It was the right thing to do. I mean we've been seeing each other for over a year, and being together makes me happy, so I figured why not make it official..."

"But?"

"But now… Now I'm not sure if this is the right thing to do."

"What are you talking about, Steve?"

"We make sense, granted. But I just feel like something isn't right, you know? I feel like if I marry Stacie I'll be making the biggest mistake of my life."

"Of course you won't," I find myself saying and he looks at me for a brief second. "You love her and she loves you. There's no mistake in that. Things get hard, they always do, but if you have one another it makes things easier."

He stops the car in front of my house (did we really get here so fast?) and pulls me in for a quick hug. I cannot believe I just advised him to continue with this marriage when he's obviously unhappy. I promised myself I wasn't gonna do anything irrational as long as he were happy and he's obviously not.

I wonder if this is my chance to…

"Thank you, Kono," he says. "I guess I really needed to hear that. I'm glad I came to you for advice and not Danny."

"Anything I can do to help."

Well screw this. I'm done with giving love advices to Steve or anyone for that matter. I guess I'm back to square one.

The next day at the headquarters I was minding my own business, completely focused on typing and getting this thing done before lunch. I got distracted though by the click-click of a very distinctive walk, and I lift my head to see Stacie approaching me.

"C'mon, let's go. We're late," Stacie says, a little too bossy I might add.

"Late for what?"

"To try on your maid of honor dress, obviously."

Yeah, obviously. How stupid of me to have forgotten.

"Right now? I'm in the middle of some paperwork."

"Don't worry , I already talked to Steve. He'll finish it for you," She grabs my purse, takes my hand and pulls me out off my chair. "C'mon!"

"Alright, alright." Bossy much?

"I hope you like light blue," she speaks as she walks, fast by the way and I'm having a hard time keeping up. Excuse me for being five months pregnant. And I was about to say that I hate that colour, from now on I will at least.

"Yeah, sure. Seems nice."

God, what did I get myself into?

She drives around, slowly if I might add, because apparently Steve transmitted the 'driving for a pregnant woman' thought to her as well. Damn him. It took forever to get to the store because of her slow driving.

After more than half an hour of driving, we get into a wedding store. There were two other women waiting for her and I thought it was going to be just the two of us. Weird. And they greet her with hugs and kisses, they greet to me the same way and then a saleswoman talks to Catherine, while I sit with her friends who are really nice. Not bossy like she was.

"How far along are you?" one of them asks, a tall, skinny blonde woman.

"Five months," I answer politely.

"You must be so excited to have your baby already," she says.

"I can't wait."

"Are you married?" the other one asks to which I shake my head. "Sorry."

"Oh no, don't be. I'm fine just being me."

"Really? But being a single mom is gonna be so tough."

"I know, but I'd rather be all by myself than with a man just for my baby's sake."

"I like the way you think," the blonde one said and I smile politely at her. "I would love to have a baby one day, even if I'm all alone."

"A child is a blessing," the other one says.

"Yes it is. Sadly not everyone thinks the same way," the blonde woman says, looking at Stacie who was still talking to the saleswoman enthusiastically.

"What do you mean?" I ask, curiosity taking over me.

"Stacie doesn't want to have babies," she says. "She thinks babies are way too much for her to handle."

"I had no idea…"

"Yeah, I hope Steve doesn't want to have babies anytime soon, otherwise she'll be lost," the blonde continues. "I mean remember what she did the last time?" She speaks to her friend who nods vigorously.

"What did she do?" I ask once again.

"Abortion," the blonde whispers to my ear and I catch my breath for a brief second.

If this was the wife Steve was going to have then his marriage was doomed. I was sure having a family was somewhere in his plans and if she doesn't want kids then their marriage won't make sense at all.

"Are you ready to try on your dress?" Stacie asks, and the way I look at her is oh-so different due to the information I just received.

"Yeah…"

I just wish I could pull myself out of this.

TBC