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Chapter 12

Lucy's POV

"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Mom asked as we sat at the table eating breakfast.

"Yes. I'm sure," I answered. How many times is she going to ask me that? It's starting to drive me bananas. "Mike is going with me. We'll be fine."

"Why can't we both go with you? I want to be there for you," Mom begged. Why was this so important to her?

"Mom, I love you and I'm glad that you want to be there for me, but I really feel like this is something Mike and I should do alone." I tried to explain my feelings without hurting hers. "It's not like you let anyone other than Dad go with you to the doctor when you were pregnant with the twins. Mike and I need to face the responsibility on our own."

"I think what your father and I did was a different situation from what you are going through, but if you and Mike would rather go alone, then so be it." Mom conceded, but I could tell that she wasn't happy about it. "When is he picking you up?"

"He should be here anytime," I answered. I was anxious to get to our appointment. I was hoping to find out the baby's due date and maybe even get to hear the heartbeat.

"Lucy, Mike's here," Simon yelled from the living room.

I rose from the table, kissed Mom on the cheek, and followed Simon's voice into the living room. Mike was waiting for me by the front door. I couldn't help but check him out. He was wearing tight blue jeans and a black button up shirt. I can't deny the fact that he was looking good.

"Are you ready to go?" Mike asked opening the door for me.

"Yeah," I smiled at him. "Let's go. I'm actually really excited about this."

"Me too." He followed me out the door and to his car. "I can't wait either." He opened the door for me and I got in. I love how Mike is such a gentleman, unlike Andrew Nayloss. Where did I ever find that loser? Let the Ohio girl have Andrew. It doesn't matter if we're together or not, I've found the real prize in Mike.

"I really want to find out the sex of our baby," Mike smiled at me as he started the engine.

"I'm pretty sure that I'm not far enough along to find out the sex." I told him.

"Next visit?" He asked, hopefully.

"I don't know, maybe." I answered. I was relived that Mike was so excited about the baby. A lot of girls aren't as lucky as I am and end up having to do everything on their own.

He nodded as he turned his head to back out of the driveway. "I guess I can wait a few more weeks."

"You don't have any other choice," I told him looking out the window. "Maybe we should wait until the baby is born and be surprised."

Mike's eyes grew wide. "You wouldn't really make me wait that long would you?"

I grinned at his response. "Well, my parents waited to find out. Don't you think it would be more exciting to wait?"

"No I don't," he squeaked.

"Okay," I shook my head at him, still smiling. "I guess we can find out when the baby is developed enough."

We arrived at the clinic a few minutes later. Mike once again opened my door for me and we walked inside together. I signed myself in and we sat down together. Unlike the last time I visited the clinic, I didn't care that a lot of people were staring at me, judging me for my stupidity. I had since become used to the idea of becoming a mother and now the thought made me feel warm inside. So what if everyone thought I was a dirty teenage mother? I knew the truth and was happy. That is all that matters.

"Lucy Camden," the nurse that hates Matt called my name. Well, Matt said she hates him anyway. Mike and I followed her back to the exam room. "Please step up on the scale," I did as I was asked. I turned my head, not wanting to see the scale. I knew I had gained weight. I was actually a little concerned because it seemed to me that I had put on a lot of weight for this point in my pregnancy. Even so I didn't want to know the exact number. It would be to depressing.

"Please don't tell me how much I weigh. I just want to know if it is a normal weight for how far along I am." I explained to the nurse.

"For your height, your weight is fine for this point in your pregnancy." The nurse told me and directed me to sit on the exam table. She then took my blood pressure and wrote in down before heading for the door. "Tell your brother I said hello," she told me as she closed the door behind her.

"Why didn't you want to know your weight?" Mike asked. Men can be so clueless sometimes.

"Because I know that I have gained weight and I really don't want to be reminded of the fact," I explained.

"Who cares if you have gained weight? You're pregnant; you're supposed to gain weight." Mike smiled at me. "Anyway, it doesn't matter because I still think you are beautiful."

Chills went down my spine. He always makes me feel so special. Hopefully things will be able to work themselves out between us. I'm still so confused about my feelings for him. He says the sweetest things to me and I think I really could be falling for him. On the other hand, I like that we are just friends and I wouldn't want a romantic relationship to put that in jeopardy, especially since we will soon have a baby to raise together. "That's sweet," I choked out as my face turned red.

"Are you ready for me?" Hank knocked on the door as he entered.

"Yeah," I answered. "I was hoping to find out when I am due. I know I should probably already have figured that out by now, but things have been so crazy lately, I hadn't really thought about it until this morning."

"We can do that," Hank closed the door and looked over at me. "Where's Annie? I figured she would have wanted to tag along with you."

"She wanted to come," I answered. "I just thought this was something that Mike and I should do together."

"I wouldn't have cared if you mom came with us," Mike looked at me as he grabbed my right hand.

"I know, but it was something I wanted us to do alone," I explained.

"I guess," Mike agreed.

"Are you two ready to get started?" Hank asked.

"Yes," I answered quickly. I was more than ready to get started.

"Okay, we'll start with your due date. Do you know your date of conception?" Hank looked at us.

I would never forget that date. It's been etched on my mind for three years now. "The only time we had sex was on January 21st."

"Okay," Hank flipped through his calendar doing the counting in his head. After a couple of minutes he looked back at us. "You should be due around October 27th."

"Wow," Mike smiled. "October."

"Okay, let's move on." Hank instructed. "Lucy if you will just lie back, we'll have a look at your baby."

I lay back on the table and rolled up my shirt, exposing my stomach. I jumped a little as I felt the cool jelly on my stomach once more. Mike held my hand tighter and kissed it as Hank brought the machine down to my stomach and started roaming my round belly. The image appeared on the screen, different from the last time. The fetuses were bigger and better developed than last time………..Wait a second, fetuses?

"Hmm. Interesting," Hank looked at the screen as he continued to move the machine around on my stomach.

"What?" Mike asked, nearly panicked. "Is something wrong with the baby?"

"Everything is fine," Hank assured him. "You're not having A baby."

"We're not?" Mike asked, confused. Had he actually looked at the screen? To me, it was fairly obviously.

"You're having twins," Hank confirmed my earlier suspicions. Hearing it out loud brought tears to my eyes. The thought of one baby was scary; the thought of two was down right terrifying. Despite my state of terror, I was actually happy. I was finally used to the idea of being a mother and was excited at the prospect. I always imagined myself having a big family and twins would be a good start. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I smiled, answering my uncle. "I'm just a little overwhelmed."

"Are you serious? Twins?" Mike asked, excited.

Hank nodded, pointing to the screen. "One," he moved his finger across the screen. "Two."

Mike smiled widely and kissed my lips. "This is great." I know he only kissed me out of excitement, but I still can't the chills that went down my spine as he did so.

"Would you like to hear the heartbeat?" Hank asked.

"Yes," I answered quickly.

Hank put his stethoscope in his ears and placed the bottom on my stomach. Once he found the heartbeat, he put the ear piece in my ears. I felt more tears come to my eyes as I heard the thumping sound. If my pregnancy didn't seem real before, it certainly did now. It was truly the most amazing sound I had ever heard.

I couldn't help but smile as I watched Mike take his turn hearing the heartbeat. "I can't believe that is our babies," Mike wiped his own tears from his eyes as he handed the stethoscope back to Hank.

"Cool isn't it?" Hank smiled at us. "Okay, everything seems to be progressing normally. All of your vitals are fine. Are you still experiencing morning sickness?"

"A little," I answered. "It's not as bad as it was before."

"That should be tapering down as you finish your first trimester," Hank told me, handing me the freshly printed picture of the babies. He wiped the jelly off my stomach and I sat up. "I want to see you back here in two moths. If you have any problems, you know my number."

"Thanks," I smiled, continuing to stare at the sonogram. I stood and Mike and I walked to the front desk. I got my appointment card and we headed out to the car. Mike opened the door for me and I got in. He got in the drivers seat and we headed home.

"What are you thinking?" Mike quickly glanced at me as we were driving along.

"I'm a little scared, but I'm happy. Sure, it will take more work, but we can handle it." I answered.

"I'm thrilled too," Mike told me. "I really want to have a lot of kids. These babies are defiantly a blessing."

"Yeah," I agreed. Who said becoming a teenage mother had to be a bad thing?

"I can't wait to tell everyone," Mike smiled as we pulled into the driveway.

"I'm not sure they will be as happy as we are." I told him.

"As long as we are happy, I'm sure they will be thrilled," Mike opened the door for me.

"Maybe," I answered as we walked up the front steps. "Mom probably has dinner ready. Do you want to stay? We can tell them now if you want."

"That would be great," he told me as we walked inside the house. We headed into the dinning room where everyone was already gathered around the table.

"Hey you two," Mom greeted us. "Sit down. I already set places for both of you."

Mike and I sat next to each other. Mary was on the other side of me and Mike was at the end of the table near Dad. "Thanks," Mike told Mom as he piled mashed potatoes on his plate.

"How was your appointment?" Dad asked, taking a bite of his pot roast.

"It was great," I told him, doing the same. "My weight and vitals were fine. The babies are fine. We got another sonogram picture and we even got to hear their heartbeats."

"That's wonderful," Mom told us not even noticing my use of the plural. "I was a little worried about your weight. It seemed like you had gained more weight than need be, but if Hank says you are fine, I won't worry."

"Did you find out your due date?" Dad asked, not noticing either.

"Yeah," I answered. "The babies are due October 27th."

"Wait," Matt looked at me. "Did you say babies?"

I smiled widely, "I did."

"We're having twins," Mike announced with a smile. Everyone stopped eating and stared at us silently.

Mom was the first to speak. "Twins?"

"I know that all of this has been so unexpected, but we're excited about this," I told them.

"Children are always a blessing," Dad told us. "If the two of you are happy, and can handle twins, then we're happy for you."

"Yes, we are," Mom agreed.

"Yeah, congrats guys," Mary hugged me.

"I'm happy for you too," Simon told us.

"Me too," Matt and Robbie agreed.

"Are you all crazy?" Ruthie yelled. "She's eighteen and unmarried. She is going to have a twins and everyone thinks it is the greatest thing ever. Am I the only one who sees how stupid she is?" Ruthie threw her napkin down and stomped upstairs.

"Ruthie," Mom went after her.

I leaned back in my seat and sighed as Mike squeezed my hand under the table. I was thrilled about the twins, but Ruthie's words really hurt. She wouldn't let me explain and I couldn't help but wonder if she would be mad, I mean angry at me forever.

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