Chapter 3

'Dinner and the Truth'

(-Again I own nothing. And in case you are wondering… I have seen the Proposal 7 times now at the theatre I work for. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews and here is another chappie just for you all!-)

After showering and changing clothes, Andrew began to cook them a nice dinner. Thanks to his mother he knew how to make the best spaghetti around. He rushed over to the computer to research Margaret's symptoms.

Nausea.

Vomiting.

Weakness.

Fever.

Tired.

"Hmm its summer and she does have a fever, but why would it be the flu?" He began to dig a little deeper.

Frequent urination. He smiled at that one. He remembered the other day when Margaret nearly wet herself because she couldn't make it up the stairs to the office bathroom. 'But that was only once…so no.'

Food cravings? 'no she is just the opposite of that. She barely eats.'

"Wait a second… what the hell? It cant be." He began to talk aloud to himself. 'That cant be right…Margaret is not pregnant she's on the pill.' Or so he thought. "DAMNIT!" He cursed out loud and pounded his fists on the desk.

Andrew felt fear overcome him. He had never thought of fathering a child this soon into the relationship. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of Margaret carrying a child, his child. He quickly shut off the computer and went to finish dinner pushing all fears aside.

"Margaret sweetie…" He crawled in bed next to her, gently rubbing her back. "Dinner is ready."

"Uh mm…?" She slowly opened her eyes.

"Dinner is ready." He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss upon her lips.

She returned his kiss and sat up on the bed. "Whatever it is you have made smells great. What is it?"

"Spaghetti. A Paxton family tradition. We are known for our homemade good cooking."

"Right." She smiled.

…

Together they ate their dinner and then cuddled on the couch to watch a movie. "I put in my favorite. I hope you don't mind watching Transformers."

She playfully punched his arm, then moved closer to him. Half way through the movie, chills covered her body. Andrew grabbed the nearest blanket, which so happened to be Gammys favorite. "Really? The baby maker? Honey…" Then it hit her. Everything that had been going on lately. "Oh…oh. Andrew what if I'm…"

He looked at her. "Pregnant?"

"Well I was going to talk about dinner and me getting sick again but yeah. You got me on this one." She stood up and walked upstairs, ignoring Andrews pleas for her to not go anywhere. She sat on their bed, tears began to form in her crystal eyes. She removed her shirt to put on her night gown, and just sat there, her hands resting on her stomach. She wiped away a tear. "I'm not ready for this." She pulled on her gown and cuddled into the fetal position on Andrews side of the bed. Fear. She was afraid and was not prepared to have a family. She tried closing her eyes but the falling tears did not help her.

Andrew walked up the stairs to their room and stopped when he seen her curled up on their bed, crying, with her hand resting on her stomach. "Can we talk?"

She nodded. "I'm scared."

He reassured her. "Darling there is nothing to worry about. Its normal. All people are afraid at first. Besides I think you will make a wonderful mother." She looked up at the ceiling. All she ever wanted was to be happy and get married, but she never thought of having a family with someone. Especially not with Andrew, but that was before. Now he was her husband. It was kind of her duty to him as his wife to carry their children.

"How can we be so sure? I have not even tested positive yet."

"Because I love you Margaret, and I want to be here for you. And besides, Gammys baby maker worked its magic." That last sentence made her laugh. He said it to cheer her up.

"Speaking of which, what will they say about this? Do you think Gammy will approve before the wedding?"

"Of course baby. She will be thrilled knowing we are expecting."

"Andrew…will you just hold me?" She looked at him, this was a time in which she needed her husband the most.

"I will." He curled up in bed next to her pulling her close to his side spooning her. "I love you."

"And I love you too." They kissed then both decided to catch up on some much needed sleep.

-I know its kinda a short chapter but I wrote this in my mind while at the theatre watching this tonight for the 7th time. I will post another chapter up tomorrow. Until then… hope you enjoy. Please R&R.-