The next day, Gillian was told she could be released from the hospital. Dr. Spencer came in to give her and Cal the release instructions, "Okay Dr. Foster, everything seems to be okay. All of your levels are normal. And as long as you rest, you should expect a full recovery."

"So what's the last minute instructions doctor?" asked Cal.

"Well, Dr. Foster will need to rest and take it easy on things," said Dr. Spencer, "In addition, you will need to schedule a visit with your OB/GYN. It says here that Dr. Melissa Samuel is your OB/GYN?" asked Dr. Spencer.

"That's correct," Gillian confirmed.

"And of course depending on how far along you are, you'll probably be experiencing the classic early pregnancy symptoms: fatigue, dizziness, a more frequent urge to urinate, tender breasts, morning sickness, etc. But other than that, you should be just fine."

Gillian nodded, "So when can I go home?"

Dr. Spencer smiled, "As soon as we get a wheelchair Dr. Foster, you may leave."

Gillian was about ready to arugue that she could walk before Cal interrupted her, "Love, it's hospital policy you leave in a wheelchair."

"Yeah I know," she said, "Just seems stupid that's all."

"Hey we don't want anything happening to Cal or Gill Jr. now do we?"

Gillian looked at him, "This is just out of curiosity, but when Zoe got pregnant with Emily, did you call the baby Cal or Zoe Jr. until you two decided on Emily?" Cal stayed silent, "Okay that's a yes."

"No it's not! I never…" Gillian looked at him skeptically, "From the moment I found out Zoe was pregnant."

Dr. Spencer entered the room again, "Have good day Dr. Foster, Dr. Lightman. Good luck!"

Cal placed a couple pillows in the wheelchair and helped Gillian into it, "You ready love?"

"Lead the way Dr. Lightman. Just don't ride me down the hall," Gillian chuckled.

"Love I'd only do that with an empty wheelchair," smirked Cal.

"But you admitted that you'd ride one," laughed Gillian, "Wait if you're bringing me out who's getting the car?"

"Emily's here love," said Cal.

Gillian turned around unsuccessfully to face him, "She knows?"

"She knows you were in the hospital, not about the other thing," said Cal as they left. Emily's Taurus was out front.

"Hey Dad, hey Gill," she said, "How are you feeling?"

"A lot better than yesterday," said Gillian getting into the back seat with Cal.

"Love, when we get home we want to talk to you about the wedding," said Cal.

Emily nodded once, "Okay." Several minutes later the three of them arrived home. Emily ran to open the front door while Cal helped Gillian inside. The three of them sat down at the kitchen table, "Did you guys break off the engagement?"

"No Em," said Gillian shaking her head, "Why would you ask?"

"Because Dad said we had to talk about the wedding," answered Emily.

"No love, we're still getting married," said Cal, "We'll just be doing it within a month or two."

Emily's eyes widened, "But, but, you can't plan wedding that fast! And why would you want to get married that fast? "

"Just because…" said Cal.

Emily narrowed her eyes at her father, "There's something else going on here that you're not tell me Dad."

"Emily, we promise we'll tell you eventually. Just not right now," said Gillian taking her hand.

Emily looked down at their entwined hands and then looked up at Gillian, "Okay," she said softly.

"That's my girl," said Cal, "I'll make dinner. What do you girls want?"

"Can we have pasta?" asked Emily.

"With something chocolate for dessert?" chimed in Gillian.

"Gillian you always want something chocolaty," laughed Emily.

"But I've been really craving it lately," smirked Gillian.

Cal chuckled, "How does spaghetti sound? And then I think there's some chocltae cake in the fridge."

"Sounds good to me," said Emily, "Come on Gill, we can online shop for wedding dresses!"

"Okay Em," laughed Gillian following her to her room.

Cal smiled as his girls headed up the stairs. He loved to see Emily's happiness when it came to the wedding. He hoped that she would have that same enthusiasm with her new little brother or sister.

As the night wore on, Emily became increasingly aware that something more had happened at the hospital than her Dad and soon to be Step-Mom were admitting. The fact that Gillian had gone to the bathroom at least four times in the last hour was enough of a question maker. And was it just her, or was Gillian's boobs bigger?

"Gillian, Emily dinner!" shouted Cal.

"Coming Cal!" shouted Gillian as she stood up from Emily's bed but stopped suddenly.

"You okay Gill?" Emily asked in concern.

"Yeah, just got a little dizzy," she answered.

Emily followed Gillian downstairs and stopped at dining room table. She looked back and forth between Cal and Gillian before speaking up, "Dad promise me you won't lie to me?" she asked.

"Lie to you about what?" asked Cal.

"Why didn't you tell me the reason you guys want to get married so fast is that Gillian's pregnant?"

Cal started to choke on his dinner, "Bloody hell! Emily Melissa Lightman, how in God's name did you find out Gillian's pregnant?"

"Dad, I know what early pregnancy symptoms are. The fatigue, the nausea, the frequent urination, the cravings, the mood swings…" Emily listed, "And um, don't be mad at me Gill but…"

"If you say it looks like I've gained some weight…" said Gillian deadpan.

Emily laughed, "No, but it does look like your boobs are bigger," admitted Emily honestly.

Gillian's eyes widened as she looked down, acutely aware of their growth herself, much to Cal's delight.

"Ha! Well, it looks my daughter has picked up on some of my deception skills," said Cal.

"Well, Emily, what do you have to say?" asked Gillian apprehensively, "Are you upset?"

Emily raised her eyebrows and said, "Upset? Are you kidding me? I've always wanted a younger brother or sister! And I know you've always wanted to be a Mommy Gillian!" Emily stood up and ran around the table. She threw her arms around Gillian, "I can't believe you're pregnant!"

"Honestly Em, neither can I," laughed Gillian embracing her future step-daughter.

Emily let go and sat down at her seat again, "So did you have an ultrasound done while you were there?"

Gillian shook her head, "No, I have to have one done soon."

"Well, I'm available at any time," said Emily.

"That's my daughter, ever the unselfish one," laughed Cal, "Oh and by the way love, we're not going to tell anyone that Gill's expecting so don't say anything to anyone."

Emily looked at Gillian, "You know you can't exactly hide it forever right?"

"Now you sound like your father," laughed Gillian, "What he means is we aren't telling anyone until after we're married."

"I don't know. If I could figure it out and I'm not a behavioral expert, what do you think the people at the Lightman Group are going to be like?" asked Emily apprehensively.

Cal and Gillian looked at each other, "She's got a point love."

"Well, we'll let them figure it out on their own then," said Gillian, "Because unless someone asks, I'm not saying anything until the wedding. They'll probably realize it when I don't drink."

"Fair enough," Cal nodded his head, "Now how about that chocolate cake?"

Gillian and Emily cheered as Cal cut the cake. He handed Emily a smaller piece and the cut about a quarter of the cake for Gillian, "For my pregnant, chocolate craving fiancée."

"Cal, I'm not that bad," chuckled Gillian though she had the whole slice gone within five minutes. After dinner, the family curled up to watch a movie, to which Emily picked her childhood favorite, The Lion King. Cal braced himself as Emily and Gillian sang along to the music and cried when Mufasa died. Cal should've seen that coming now that he knew pregnancy hormones were surging through his fiancée's body. He kept his hand on Gillian's abdomen the entire time. No, this baby was definitely not planned. No, he never expected to have kids with Gillian. But it had happened and he somehow had given her a gift she had wanted for a very long time: the gift of motherhood.

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