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And now it's finally time for.....a Mac/Lucy story! It's a little more serious than the other oneshots I've for this story, but I kind of like it. I hope you do, too :)

There was a knock at the office door.

Mac Taylor looked up from his case file and smiled when he saw his seventeen year old goddaughter standing outside of the office. Setting the file down on his desk, he motioned with his hands for her to enter the room. He continued to smile until he saw the mixture of fear and worry written on her face.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Lucy sighed loudly as she started to pace back and forth. "Ya know, normally I would lie and say nothing's wrong, but I'm freaking out right now and you're the only person I feel like I can talk to," she said, the worried look increasing on her face.

"Calm down, Lucy. Have a seat," Mac said, pointing to the small couch. Once she had taken a seat, he stood up and walked to the other side of his desk, then leaned against it, facing Lucy. "Now tell me, what's going on?"

Upon hearing the question, Lucy quickly looked down at her lap, trying to think of the words to say. Luckily, Mac had always been a patient man with her, so she knew he wouldn't hurry her in coming out with the truth. That was a good thing, since Lucy was terrified of saying it out loud. She wished there could be another way of saying it, an easier way, but she knew that in the end, the result would be the same. People would still be disappointed in her, no matter how easy it was to say.

Finally, Lucy found the courage to speak the words that she had been so frightened to say.

"I think I'm pregnant."

She had said the words in almost a whisper, and Lucy wondered if Mac had even heard. When she looked up at him, she could tell by the shocked look on his face that he had indeed heard her. She was able to breathe a bit easier when she saw that he didn't look angry. He was just shocked.

"I know it seems weird that I'm telling you," Lucy continued, "but I don't know who else to turn to right now. Dad would probably kill me if I told him. And Mom. Well, she'd just be disappointed. Same with Dad. I just don't think I'm ready to see that look of disappointment in their eyes. And you've always told me that I could talk to you, no matter what, so that's why I'm here."

Mac nodded, still taking in the words that had just come out of Lucy's mouth. When she had walked into the office, he had expected her to be having issues with friends or school. This was the last thing he had ever thought he would hear. He honestly didn't know how to react. When he saw the tears forming in her eyes, though, he knew that at this point, she didn't need a lecture. She just needed someone to be there to comfort her, which was exactly what he would do.

Leaving his standing position by his desk, Mac went and joined Lucy on the couch. He put his arm around her shoulders and let her lay her head on his.

"I'm scared," she said quietly.

"I know," Mac answered, "But everything will be okay. Have you taken a test yet?"

"No. I guess I've felt too ashamed to buy one."

Mac felt his heart flutter at Lucy's answer. There was a chance that she wasn't pregnant at all. For Lucy's sake, he prayed that she wasn't.

"Why don't I take you to the drug store and you can get one. Then we can start our worrying after you find out if you are or not. Sound good?"

Lucy lifted her head up off of his shoulder and wiped the tears off her face. She then nodded and stood up.

"Sounds good."

"How many do you think I should get?" Lucy asked as she stared at the choices of pregnancy tests. She then looked at Mac, waiting for an answer.

"Get three," he answered. Lucy nodded and picked out three boxes of tests. Mac walked behind her as she walked to the register, still not believing this was happening. He couldn't stop seeing the image of her as a seven year old little girl, skipping happily into the lab, showing anyone who cared that she'd lost her two front teeth. He felt like Lucy should still be that little girl, and not the young woman he was with today. He knew she had to grow up sooner or later. He just wished that the whole pregnancy thing would come much later in her life. Of course, he had to try and hide a smile when he thought of Danny being a grandpa. Mac was sure that he'd just be thrilled at that new duty in his life.

When Lucy and Mac reached the register, they both didn't fail to notice the amused look on the cashier's face. He rang up their items, then once Mac paid, he handed the bag to Lucy, but he directed his question to Mac.

"Don't you think you're a little old to be with her?"

Lucy grabbed the bag. "Where's your bathroom?" she asked angrily.

The young man pointed to the back of the store, laughing. Lucy stormed off to the bathroom. Mac quickly followed and stood outside the restroom door, holding his breath. The moment of truth would be there soon. He didn't know if he could handle it.

A few minutes passed, and he soon heard the unlocking of the bathroom door. When the door opened, Mac entered.

"I set the timer on my phone, so now all we have to do is wait," Lucy said. Her voice was shaky, and Mac could see the nervous sweat forming on her forehead.

"Lucy," he said gently. Lucy looked at him, waiting for him to continue. "If you are pregnant, I want you to know that we'll all still love you. Especially your mom and dad. I know it'll be scary telling them, but they aren't going to hate you. They could never hate you, no matter what you do. And if you want, I'll be there with you when you tell them."

"That'd be really nice of you. Besides, someone's going to have to hold down Dad when he decides to try and kill me," Lucy said, giving a small smile.

"I don't think he'll try to kill you. I would make sure your boyfriend is out of town that day, though," Mac said, laughing. Lucy soon joined him in laughter, feeling more relaxed than she had before. Soon, however, the laughter stopped and they both waited in silence for the results of the test.

After what seemed like forever to the two, Lucy's phone finally started beeping. Lucy took a deep breath as she walked over to the bathroom sink. She inspected the tests one by one, then she slowly turned around. Mac felt relief rush through his body when he saw the huge smile on Lucy's face.

"Negative. They're all negative," she said, tears of relief and happiness falling down her face.

"I'm glad," Mac said, pulling Lucy into a hug.

"Thank you so much for doing this with me," Lucy said.

"It's not a problem. I'm glad I can be there for you."

Lucy nodded as the two left the bathroom and headed back to the lab.

"Oh, and Uncle Mac..."

"Don't worry, Luce. Your parents don't have to know. Your secret's safe with me."

Lucy beamed as she gave Mac a kiss on the cheek. "I love you," she said, still smiling.

"I love you, too, Lucy-Lu," he replied, smiling back.

They both entered the doors to the crime lab, both feeling a lot better than they had when they left. Mac was feeling better because his goddaughter wasn't having a baby, and Lucy feeling better because she knew that no matter what, she would always be able to count on her godfather.

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