"Mom, dad we're here." Roger called out as he dropped his and Fiona's bags next to the door as they entered the Davis residence.
"Where could they be?" Fiona asked when they didn't get an answer.
"I don't know. The cars are in the driveway. Maybe they're in the yard." Roger said looking down at her with his arm around her waist.
"Oh man." she said covering her mouth before rushing to the downstairs bathroom.
"Are you OK Baby?" Roger asked rushing after her.
"Yeah, just... you know. I'll be OK in a minute. Can you bring my toothbrush in please?" she said leaning over the toilet throwing up.
"OK Baby, I'm gonna go check the back yard. Meet me outside when you're OK, OK Baby?" he asked looking down at her.
"OK Baby. Just don't tell them until I get out there, OK?" she asked looking up at him.
"I won't Baby. I promise. Are you gonna be OK?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Go. I don't want them coming in seeing me hunched over the toilet." she said looking up at him.
"OK Fee. I'll see you outside." he said looking down at her before closing the door to the bathroom and going to the back yard.
"Roger, you're here. Where's Fiona?" Mrs. Davis asked getting up from the table.
"She had to go to the bathroom. What are you guys going out here?" he asked leaning down to hug his mother.
"It's a nice day and we thought it would be a shame to waste it inside. How are things going?" Mr. Davis asked looking up at him.
"Good. Maureen and Fee are driving me nuts with all the details, but everything is coming together." he smiled looking over at him as Fiona came up behind him wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Are you talking about me?" she asked smiling up at him.
"I was just telling my parents how you and Maureen are driving me crazy with all the details for the wedding." he laughed reaching back to wrap his arms around her.
"You just don't want to wear a tuxedo, you big brooding baby." she laughed looking up at him.
"Hey. I'm not brooding." he laughed leaning down to kiss her.
"I say you are." she laughed as he held her close.
"Ahem. Hey, remember us?" Mr. Davis laughed looking over at them.
"Um... sorry dad." Fiona laughed looking over at him as she buried her head into Roger's chest.
"Don't listen to him. You look so beautiful Fiona." Mrs. Davis smiled walking over to hug her.
"Thanks mom." she smiled looking up at Roger.
"Mom, dad. Fiona's pregnant." Roger blurted out smiling down at her.
"You're pregnant. Oh sweetheart that's wonderful. Congratulations." Mrs. Davis smiled looking over at Fiona as she hugged her again.
"So you're gonna be a father, huh?" Mr. Davis smiled looking up at Roger. Roger just looked back at him nervous. He wasn't sure what his father's reaction would be. Him and Fiona weren't married yet, but she was pregnant.
"Yeah dad. I'm gonna be a father." he smiled looking over at him.
"Congratulations son." he smiled walking over to hug him.
"Thanks dad." he smiled breathing a sigh of relief.
"So how far along are you? When are you due? You have to tell us everything. Did you go to the doctor? Did you get an HIV test?" Mrs. Davis asked bombarding Fiona with questions.
"Slow down mom. One thing at a time." Roger laughed looking down at her.
"It's OK Roger. She's excited." Fiona laughed looking up at him before directing her attention to Mrs. Davis. "Well, I'm 6 weeks pregnant, I'm due at the end of the year, I went to the doctor and he took an HIV test, but he said that there's a good chance that it's negative." she smiled looking over at her.
"Good. When do you get your test results?" she asked looking over at her.
"In a few days. But it'll be fine." she smiled looking up at Roger.
"This deserves a celebration. We're gonna be grandparents." Mr. Davis smiled leaning over to hug Fiona. "Congratulations little girl. This is great news." he smiled leaning down to kiss Fiona'a head.
"Thanks dad." she smiled looking up at him. He's been calling her little girl since he met her. It was a show of affection. She knew where Roger got his over protectiveness from. Mr. Davis had been protective of Fiona since they met.
"I'll go get the champagne." Mrs. Davis smiled going into the house.
"Milk for me mom. I am pregnant, you know?" Fiona smiled looking over at her.
"You like saying that, don't you?" Mr. Davis asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I really do. I can't believe I'm pregnant." she smiled looking up at Roger.
"You're gonna be an incredible mom Fee." Roger smiled leaning down to kiss her head.
"I have a feeling you're gonna be an incredible father too Roger." Mr. Davis smiled looking up at him.
"Thanks dad. I had a great role model." he smiled looking over at him as Mr. Davis came out with the champagne bottle, 3 empty glasses and a glass of milk for Fiona.
"Why is this so damn tight?" Fiona asked as she stood in the dress shop as the dress maker struggled to button the top buttons of her dress.
"Your boobies are huge Fee. You're 2 months pregnant. What do you expect?" Maureen laughed looking up at her.
"Thanks a lot Maureen. Like I need you to announce it to the world." she laughed looking over at her.
"Congratulations. You and your fiance must be very happy." the dress maker said looking over at her.
"We are. Thank you." she smiled looking over at her.
"Maybe we should consider taking your dress out a bit. By the time the big day comes, you're gonna be showing." she smiled looking over at her.
"Yeah, maybe that would be best." she smiled looking over at her.
"OK, I'll be right back." she smiled looking over at her.
"Thank you." she smiled looking over at her.
"I can't believe it. I finally get a decent set of boobs and they'll be gone as soon as I give birth." she laughed looking over at Maureen.
"Don't worry sweetie. Roger's not a boob man anyway. He's strictly booty." Maureen laughed looking over at her.
"Yeah, good thing my booty is gonna be as big as a house." she laughed looking over at him.
"You know Roger doesn't care about that, right?" Maureen asked looking over at her.
"I know. He thinks I look beautiful no matter what." she smiled looking over at her.
"Well he's in love with you sweetie." she smiled looking over at her.
"Yeah, he's definitely in love with me, isn't he?" she smiled looking over at her.
"Yeah he is. How about this headpiece with this veil?" she asked showing her a tiara and a veil. The veil hung to her waist and was beautiful.
"Thank you for all of your help Maureen. I never would have been able to do any of this by myself." she smiled looking over at her.
"No problem Fee. You know you're my best friend. It's my pleasure to help you with your wedding. God knows I'll never get to do this for my own wedding." she said playing with the veil.
"I know sweetie. I'm sorry. But you know, you can always have a commitment ceremony." she smiled looking over at her.
"Nah, the last time we tried that, it didn't work out too well. Things are just fine the way they are with me and Joanne. I don't want to rock the boat, you know?" she smiled looking over at her.
"I understand. I thought the same thing when Roger asked me to marry him, but then I realized that I couldn't live without him. Maybe by the time you're ready to get married, gay marriage will be legal and there will be nothing to stop you." she smiled looking over at her.
"I know sweetie. Thanks." she smiled leaning in to hug her as the dress maker came back out with her tools to let the dress out.
"OK, now let's get this dress comfortable for a mother to be." she smiled looking over at her.
"Thanks." Fiona smiled looking down at her.