Don't own anything.

Mac watched as Stella gulped, "We need to talk. I have something you need to know..."

"What is it? Are you sick? Is that why you fainted?"

Stella smiled, "No, I'm not sick."

Mac breathed a sigh of relief, "Then what is it?"

"I'm pregnant Mac."

He stared at her, "Really? When did you know?"

"I found out before I fainted, just now."

Mac nodded, "Okay, well it's good you're not sick.''

Stella looked at him, a mix of fear and concern on her face, "Are you okay with this?"

Mac grinned, ''Ya, I am Stella. I always wanted kids, but Claire died and I never found anyone after."

"Well now you do."

Mac smiled, "Ya, I do."


Flack looked around the corner, "It's safe now."

Jess swatted him as she walked by, "Of course it's safe. Stop acting like a child Don."

Mac looked up at them, "We're having a baby."

Jess smiled, "Good."

Mac stood up and reached out for Stella, "I think we're going to go. We have to do a couple of things. Thanks for the dinner offer, but we'll pass this time."

Stella nodded, "That would be best, we'll see you later?"

Flack grinned, "Sure."

After exchanging hugs, Stella and Mac left.

Collapsing on the sofa, Jess sighed, "I'm so tired. The babies don't like regular sleeping hours. I'm firmly blaming you."

Flack rolled his eyes, "You always do."

"Don't roll your eyes."

He looked at her, eyes closed, nearly asleep, "How did you do that?"

She opened her eyes, "I'm a cop, I learn things, you should know how I did it."

He leaned close, "I'll let you have your secret for now."

He picked her up, "But, at this moment, you're with me."

Jess settled into his arms as he carried her to bed.


Lying on the couch, Jess kept pressing remote buttons.

Flack walked in, "You know if you don't go so fast, you might find something."

Jess looked at him, "I know. I think I'm too tired to care."

He frowned, "Jess, are you okay? I don't think you're supposed to be this tired so soon."

She waved him off, "I'm fine, nothing sleep won't fix."

He grabbed the blanket and started to cover her, but something caught his attention.

"Jess, why is there blood on the couch?"

She mumbled something, but Flack didn't pay attention.

As she fell asleep, Flack called 911 and asked for an ambulance.

Love always, Heavenly...