"Mark wants to know if we're gonna move out when we get married." Roger said looking over at Fiona as they got ready for bed.
"Do you want to move out?" she asked looking over at him as she slipped into her shorts.
"I don't know, do you?" he asked looking over at her.
"No I don't. I love it here Roger." she smiled quietly as she approached the bed.
"I don't want to move out either Baby." he smiled as she got into bed laying in his arms.
"So we'll stay here." she smiled leaning up to kiss him.
"Mark will be thrilled." he smiled pulling her closer to him.
"Oh yeah, I'm sure he will. He can't stand to be around us now. Imagine how he's gonna feel when we're married." she laughed looking up at him.
"It'll be OK Baby. He just doesn't want to live here alone. He's never done it before." he said looking down at her.
"It's OK Roger. I have no problem living here with you and Mark. I like it here actually. This is my home." she smiled leaning up to kiss him again.
"Thanks Baby. I would just hate to leave Mark high and dry." he smiled caressing her face.
"Roger, it's OK not to want to leave Mark. I don't want to leave him either." she smiled looking up at him.
"OK, so it's settled. We're staying put when we get married." he smiled caressing her bare shoulder.
"Yeah we are." she smiled looking up at him before getting comfortable in his arms again where she fell asleep. The next morning Roger woke up alone in bed. He looked around the bedroom to see of Fiona's pocket book was gone and it wasn't, so he knew she was still home. He got out of bed and went to the living area. Mark wasn't up yet but he noticed the bathroom door was shut. He went into the kitchen and started making coffee. When the bathroom door opened, it was Fiona.
"Good morning Baby." he smiled as he poured the water into the receptical of the coffee maker.
"Hey Baby. Um... can we talk?" she asked walking over to him. She was wearing one of his rock t-shirts and a pair of his boxers.
"Sure. What's the matter Baby?" he asked looking down at her.
"Um Roger... I'm um... I'm pregnant." she said looking up at him handing him the pregnancy test as tears stung her eyes.
"You're... you're um... you're..." he started when she interrupted him.
"Yeah, my sentiments exactly." she said looking down.
"Baby, that's not what I mean. I'm just..." he started when she interrupted him again.
"I know Roger, me too. The last thing I was thinking of was getting pregnant. Especially now. I mean, I have a wedding to plan and I was just about to start school again in the fall." she cried looking up at him.
"Fee, this is a good thing. We're in love and we're getting married in a few months. We're gonna be parents." he smiled taking her face in his hands.
"You're not scared? Because I'm terrified." she said looking up at him. The tears fell freely from her eyes.
"No, I'm not. Fee, I love you and I know the fact that you're pregnant is a miracle in itself. With all of the precautions we take because of the HIV, you got pregnant anyway. Baby, you're not gonna have to do this alone. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. It's gonna be OK Fee, I promise." he smiled looking down at her.
"How do you know Roger? How can you be so sure that everything is gonna be OK?" she asked looking up at him.
"Because I know I love you and I love this baby already." he whispered looking down into her glistening blue eyes.
"Roger, how can you not be scared to death?" she asked looking up at him.
"Because you're my life Fee and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you." he said smiling down at her.
"We need to go to the doctor and make sure everything is OK." she said looking up at him.
"Does that mean you're not scared anymore?" he asked looking down at her.
"No, it means I'm having a baby. I'm still scared out of my mind, but it's a good scared." she smiled looking up at him.
"I love you so much Fiona." he smiled leaning down to wrap his arms around her waist and pick her up.
"We need to go to the clinic so I can get checked out." she smiled looking up at him.
"Don't worry Baby. Everything is gonna be great. We have to tell Mark and Collins and everyone. Oh my God, Collins is gonna kill me." he said putting her down.
"Baby, everything is gonna be OK. He's gonna be happy for us." she smiled looking up at him.
"No, he's gonna kill me. I got you pregnant. If anything happens to you, he'll kill me. You don't know how protective he is of you. He threatened me if I hurt you." he said looking down at her.
"Baby, it's OK. He's gonna be an uncle. Just let me tell him, OK?" she laughed looking up at him.
"OK, yeah. Um... he can't hurt you. You're pregnant. I'm just gonna be around the corner at the bar when you tell him, OK?" he said looking down at him.
"Roger, you're exhaggerating. He's gonna be fine. But don't you think we should wait until the doctor confirms it before we tell everyone?" she asked looking up at him.
"OK Baby. We'll go to the clinic and then we'll tell everyone later." he smiled looking down at her.
"OK Roger. I'm gonna go get changed. I love you Roger." she smiled leaning up to kiss him.
"I love you too Baby." he smiled wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her in his arms again.
"We're gonna have a baby." she whispered in his ear smiling.
"I know." he whispered back leaning in to kiss her head.
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"Are you ready Baby?" she asked looking up at Roger as they stood outside the building.
"Yeah Baby. I'm ready. But remember, you're the one telling Collins." he smiled looking down at her.
"You are such a baby. Fine, I'll tell him. But you have to tell your parents." she smiled looking up at him.
"Deal." he smiled looking down at her before opening the door for her.
"Where have you guys been? I thought we were supposed to go looking for shoes." Maureen asked looking over at her.
"I had to go to the doctor. Um... we have something we need to talk about." Fiona said looking over at everyone.
"No Babygirl. Don't even say it. I don't want to hear it." Collins said getting up from the couch.
"Collins, wait. Sweetie, it's not what you think. I swear." she said going over to him.
"Well if your negative, you wouldn't want to talk to us, so tell me you're not positive." he said looking down at her.
"I'm not positive Collins. I swear." she told him taking his hand.
"So what's the matter? Why were you at the clinic?" he asked looking down at her fighting tears.
"I'm pregnant Collins. I'm having mine and Roger's baby." she smiled looking up at him.
"Are you serious Babygirl? Please tell me you're serious." he smiled looking down at her.
"I'm serious sweetie. I promise. I'm fine. The doctor said I'm fine. I'm 6 weeks pregnant and he did an HIV test just to make sure, but he said there's a good chance that I'm gonna be negative since Roger and I always use protection. He said just because I got pregnant it doesn't mean I'm positive." she smiled looking up at him.
"You guys are pregnant? That's amazing." Maureen squealed looking up at Roger as Fiona continued to stand in front of Collins. He didn't seem to know what to do with that information.
"Are you OK Collins?" she asked looking up at him as he looked down at her with tears in his eyes.
"Yeah Babygirl... I'm fine. Um... you're gonna be a mama?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yep, so what do you think?" she asked smiling up at him.
"I think this is the most amazing thing. I'm so happy for you." he smiled leaning down to hug her gently.
"It's OK Collins. I'm not gonna break." she laughed looking up at him as Roger watched smiling.
"Congratulations Babygirl." he cried hugging her tighter.
"Are you OK sweetie?" she asked laughing as she looked up at him.
"I'm great Babygirl. You're quiet. Get over here boy. You're about to be a daddy and I need to congratulate you." he smiled looking up at Roger.
"I was afraid you would kill me for getting Fee pregnant." he laughed looking over at her.
"You're gonna be a daddy. I can't very well kick your ass now, can I?" he asked looking over at him.
"This is a good thing Collins. It really is." she smiled looking up at him.
"I know it is. We need to celebrate. But no celebrating for you. You're pregnant." he laughed looking down at her.
"I can celebrate, I just can't drink." she smiled looking up at him.
"Right. That's what I meant." he smiled still holding her in his arms.
"Congratulations guys." Mark smiled getting up from the chair.
"Thanks Mark. Now you're not only gonna have me and Roger here, but you're gonna have a baby too. How do you feel about that?" Fiona asked smiling over at him.
"The more the merrier." he smiled getting up to congratulate them.