Gonna try and update more often. Finding time has become difficult. I still DO NOT own any part of Burn Notice or its characters. L

It was now the beginning of March; Michael had bought the house and was starting to move in. It was a slow process because Michael was trying to do it without Fiona knowing about it. She thought they were still waiting for paperwork to come through. Whenever Michael had any time, he was over at the house getting things ready. He had painted the bedrooms and kitchen the colors that Fiona would like. He had Jesse and Sam's help whenever they were around as well. Michael was just finishing setting up one of the workbenches in the garage when his phone rang.

"Hey Fi I was just heading back to the loft to pick you up." Michael answered the phone.

"Well you better hurry Michael our doctor appointment is in an hour and you still have to shower." Fiona responded.

"I'm getting in the car now I'll be at the loft in 15 minutes," he said as he locked the front door and made his way to the charger.

"Ok Michael, see you soon." Fiona ended the call.

Michael put the phone back in his pocket just as he reached the car. Once he started driving his phone rang again. He carefully got it out of his pocket saw it was his mom calling and threw it on the passenger seat deciding to call her back later. For once, there was no traffic so he was able to get back to the loft in less than ten minutes. Once inside the gate he decided not to lock it. After all, they were only going to be there long enough for him to get cleaned up. Michael made his way into the loft and saw that Fiona was asleep in the bed. He could never figure out how she could fall asleep that quickly, he spoke to her about ten minutes ago. He decided to let he sleep until he was ready to go. So he got in the shower. Michael emerged from the bathroom fifteen minutes later feeling refreshed. He noticed Fiona was not in the bed anymore.

"Fi?" he called out.

Fiona came back in from the balcony and made her way over to Michael. She had a fire in her eyes and Michael knew not to let her get to close or else they would be late for there appointment. "Michael I never heard you come in. I closed my eyes for only a minute and I guess I was more tired then I thought." she put her arms around Michaels neck and went to give him a kiss, but he pulled away. "Michael what's wrong?"

"Nothing Fi, I just know that look in your eyes and if we start we will be late for the doctor." Michael said as he grabbed his keys off the counter.

"Michael I think we can control ourselves I just wanted to kiss you hello. But be that way." Fiona said as she started for the door.

Michael knew that there was something else bothering her he just did not know what yet. He walked quickly to Fiona stopping her from opening the door by taking hold of her arm. "I'm sorry Fi your right we can control ourselves I just didn't want us to be late." Michael tried to give her a hug but she pulled away. "Fi this isn't just about not letting you kiss me hello so what's going on?" Michael asked putting his hands on her shoulders so she could not turn away from him.

"I'm fine Michael lets just go." Fiona tried to pull away again but Michael would not let her move.

"Fi I didn't ask if you were fine or not I asked you what was going on? Now I know something is going on. Please just tell me maybe I can help with what ever it is." Michael moved his hands down her arms to hold onto her hands.

"So you don't care if I'm fine or not, that's great Michael. Can we just go? Or better yet I'll just go alone." Fiona said with an attitude and pulled her hands from Michaels. She tried to open the door but Michael pushed it closed again.

Michael was getting angry but did not want to show it. "Fi what are you talking about? Of course, I care if you are fine or not. Why would you think I didn't, because I said I didn't ask that?" Michael walked Fiona back to the bed and sat her down then sat down next to her. "Fiona please talk to me. What's going on? I know something is bothering you."

Fiona would not look at Michael she turned her body so she was turned away from him. After a few moments, she answered him. "Michael I know you don't want this baby and you don't want to be with me so why are you pretending like you do?"

Michael was stunned at what she said, "Fi, what are you talking about? Of course I want this baby and even if there were no baby, I would still want to be with you. Why would you even think that?" Michael tried to get her to turn towards him but she stayed where she was.

"Michael please you never wanted a family, you always pushed me away. Now all the sudden you want a family and me. Please. You are never here anymore you are always somewhere else. The only time you actually are here is when you sleep. You expect me to believe that you are working all the time." Fiona stood up and walked to the kitchen for a bottle of water.

Michael got up and followed her but stood on the other side of the counter. "Fi, I really do want you and this baby. And yes I really am working all the time just not where you think." Michael paused and decided he better come clean with Fiona. "I have been working at the house getting it ready so you can just walk in and it would be ready for you. Today for example I was working in the garage setting up one of the work benches."

Fiona looked at him with a doubting look. "Michael do you really expect me to believe that. If you were working at the house you would be coming home filthy, covered in paint and whatever. Besides you said we were still waiting for some paperwork before we could start doing anything to the house." Fiona walked back to the door to leave.

"Fi wait a minute," Michael walked over the workbench and got a paper out of a drawer, he handed it to Fiona. "I lied about the paperwork. I was wrong to do that but I didn't want you over exerting yourself at the house trying to help. I know your only 22 weeks pregnant but I don't want to risk you or the baby." he watched Fiona reading over the deed to the house.

Fiona looked up at Michael with an annoyed look, "Michael this paper is dated two days after I saw the house the first time. Are you telling me that you have been working there since then? And if you have been working there, how come you always come home clean? What kind of work could you be doing there?" Fiona was now standing in front of Michael with her arms crossed on her chest.

Michael put his hands on her shoulders, "Fi believe it or not but there is a shower at the house. I just shower before I leave and I make sure I put the clothes I was wearing back on. Everything has been painted and the new appliances are installed. I had Sam and Jesse to help some of the time." Michael leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "Can we go now? We are going to be late. After the doctor we'll go to the house so you can see. The paint fumes should be gone by now."

Fiona stood still for a moment before she said, "Sam and Jesse helped you and they didn't tell me?" Fiona paused for a moment as she remembered something. "Wait you showered in the new house? I wanted to be the first one to use the big shower." she shoved him playfully in the shoulder.

"I knew you would Fi that's why I have been using the guest bathroom. Now can we go? We are definitely going to be late." Michael gently pushed Fiona out the door.

They were in the car on the way to the doctor when Fiona looked over at Michael, "So you really do want this baby?"

Michael looked to Fi briefly and put his hand on top of hers, which was sitting on his thigh, "Yes Fi, I really do. I know everyone thinks that I don't want a family or a normal life but I do. Maybe at one point I didn't but that was before I knew we were going to have a family." He picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles then put it back on his leg. The rest of the ride to the doctor was in a comfortable silence.

Michael and Fiona were sitting in the examing room waiting for Dr. Damon to come in. Michael stood up suddenly and walked over to a poster of a fetus with random facts around it. As Michael was reading the poster, he kept looking back to Fiona. "Hey Fi, did you know that we can hear the baby's heartbeat with a stethoscope?" Michael walked back over to Fiona and sat back down.

Fiona looked at Michael and smiled "Yes Michael I did know that I just haven't been anywhere where they sell stethoscopes to buy one."

Dr. Damon walked in shortly after that, pleasantries were exchanged and the exam was underway. Another ultrasound was done which Michael made sure he got the picture. Once again, the doctor asked if they wanted to know the sex of the baby and again the answer was a firm no. Michael was staring at the small screen in total disbelief that the baby he was looking at on the monitor was in fact growing inside the woman he loved and was his. Fiona and the doctor were discussing the baby and what will be happening next while Michael was in his own world imagining what it's going to be like to be a father. He always promised himself that if it ever happened he would never be like his father. He would love his child and never hit them or yell at them for simply leaving a toy on the floor. All of the sudden he felt something shake his arm. His first reaction was to pull his arm away. Once he did that he heard Fiona say his name loudly and gently slapped his stomach.

"Michael the doctor wants to know if you have any questions." Fiona took hold of the hand that Michael had just pulled away.

"Sorry, I guess I was in my own world. Umm no I don't think I have any questions. Everything is going well right? The baby and Wendy are healthy?" Michael asked before turning towards Fiona.

"Yes everyone is perfectly fine. I'm guessing you didn't hear what we had discussed so I will tell you again. Wendy told me that you are moving into a bigger house and you aren't letting her help set things up." Michael shook his head yes and looked to Fiona. "Well that's both good and bad. No, she shouldn't be lifting or painting, but she does need to be involved it's all in the nesting process. If she really insists on helping do not let her paint or be around the fumes at all and no lifting anything above 15 pounds." He looked directly at Fiona, "I mean that, I would say ten pounds but you are a very healthy woman so 15 shouldn't hurt. Just remember it's your baby and your health that you would be risking." Dr. Damon looked back and forth from Fiona to Michael. "If there are no other questions I have other patients to see." he waited a moment for any other questions but there were none so he said his goodbyes and left the room so Fiona could change out of the gown and back into her clothes.

Michael was sitting on the examining table while Fiona was changing. Fiona was being very quiet which always-unnerved Michael. "Fi, are you ok? You're being very quiet."

Fiona finished getting dressed as she responded, "I'm fine Michael just processing everything that the doctor and I discussed while you weren't paying attention." she put her hand out for her bag which was sitting next time Michael.

"I'm really sorry about that Fi. Its just whenever I see the baby on that little screen all I can think about is how soon that little baby will depend on us for everything." They walked out of the room and back to the reception area to make the next appointment.

"Michael this baby, "She put her hand on her rounded stomach, "already depends on us for everything. You would have known that if you were listening." she took hold of his hand as they walked out of the office.

They were in the car and on their way to the new house; the radio was quietly playing in the background. Michael and Fiona were each thinking about the doctor's visit they just had. Michael glanced over at Fiona and saw she was deep in thought. "Hey Fi" he waited for her to look at him, "what were you and the doctor discussing when I wasn't paying attention?"

Fiona took a moment before answering, "Well we were discussing things I would be feeling now things the baby can feel or hear." Michael interrupted her. "Wait the baby can hear?" he asked as he looked over at her for a moment before turning his eyes back to the road. "Yes Michael the baby can hear, he or she does have ears didn't you see them when you were staring at the screen? The baby obviously can't understand what he or she is hearing but they can hear if we are talking, they will also respond to loud sounds so I guess I won't be going to the shooting range anytime soon." she smiled when Michael turned his head he was about to say something when Fiona said, "Not that I would be going anyway Michael."

They got to the house and were walking up the walkway hand in hand and Michael gave Fiona the key so she could go into the house first. When she walked in she gasped, Michael heard her gasp and rushed to her side to make sure she was ok.

"Fi you ok?" he asked standing behind her with his hands on her hips.

"Michael it's beautiful, I can't believe you did all of this without me." Fiona was looking all around going from room to room admiring the colors Michael picked out. "Michael how did you pick these colors they are great?" Fiona stopped in the kitchen turned and put her arms around Michaels neck as he was standing right behind her.

"That was actually pretty easy Fi. I just picked colors I thought you would like. Seems like I may have guessed right so far." he leaned down and placed a small kiss on her lips. "You wanna go look upstairs?"

Fiona pulled away from Michael and walked passed him grabbing his hand as she went so he would follow. On the way up the stairs Fiona stopped short and put her hand on her stomach. Michael also stopped and put his arms around Fiona to support her not knowing why she stopped suddenly. "Fi what's going on?" he asked worriedly.

"It ok Michael," she took his hand from her side and put it on her stomach.

"Oh wow it feels like the baby is kickboxing in there. Does it hurt?" Michael asked as he moved his hand around her belly following the baby's movements.

"No it doesn't hurt it's just a really weird feeling, the baby has never moved that much before. Usually it's just a lil kick. But that was amazing." They moved to the top of the stairs and sat on the top step. Michaels hand remained on her stomach in case the baby moved again. After sitting for a while Fiona started getting up, Michael was up and standing in front of her on the stairs helping her up. "Michael I can get up on my own, you gotta stop doing everything for me." Fiona turned and walked towards the master suite, holding onto Michael's hand.

"I'm just trying to help Fi." Michael said as they walked into the bedroom.

"Oh Michael this is amazing I love the color." Fiona was looking all around the celadon colored room. "It kinda reminds me of back home. What made you pick this color for in here?"

"I just knew you would like it Fi." Michael answered.

"Well I love it." she walked over to the doorway where Michael was standing and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the lips. "What about the other bedrooms?" she asked as she made her way down to the other rooms. The room that would be the nursery was a pale yellow with a teddy bear border. While the other two bedrooms were a pale blue.

"If you don't like any of the colors I can repaint," Michael was going to keep talking but Fiona covered his mouth with her hand.

"They are perfect. I love the baby's room. I wish I could have been here to help you but I understand that the paint fumes aren't good for me."

After they walked through the whole house two hours had gone by and Fiona's stomach was starting to rumble. Michael chuckled a little when he heard the noise, "I guess we should get going it's about dinner time." he started to lead Fiona out of the house when she stopped him.

"I don't wanna leave the house yet don't you have any food here since you have been spending so much time here after all. There's got to be yogurt in the fridge." Fiona started to walk to the refrigerator and opened she laughed when all that was in there was two yogurts and beer. "I see you have the necessities already." She pulled out the two yogurts and handed Michael one while he was getting some plastic spoons out of the drawer. They sat at the island in the kitchen and ate well Fiona ate and Michael watched. She finished hers so quickly then took his. After she was done they started discussing where furniture would go and what else they would need. Another two hours had gone by when Michael's phone had started to ring. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was his mom. He groaned remembering that she had called earlier and he never called her back.

He answered the call, "Yeah Ma."

"Michael where have you been you never returned my phone call?"

"Sorry Ma it's been a busy day, but I'm sure that's why your calling. Everything went fine at the doctor. Both Fiona and the baby are doing fine." he was watching Fiona wander around the living room.

"That's great Michael, is Fiona with you?"

"Yeah she's right here hold on." he moved the phone towards Fiona, "Hey Fi she wants to talk to you." Fiona came and took the phone.

"Hi Madeline."

"Hey Sweetheart how are you feeling? Is that son of mine taking care of you?"

"Yes he is he was just about to take me home, I'm so tired it's been a long day."

"Take you home? Where are you two it's late?"

"After the doctor we came over to the house so Michael can show me all the work he's done with out me knowing about it." Fiona grabbed Michael's wrist to look at his watch, her eyes bulged out a little when she saw it was after ten.

"Oh ok, well you go home and get some rest, and I'll talk to you tomorrow. G'Night."

"Good night Madeline." Fiona ended the call.

Michael walked over to Fiona, "You ready to go home?"

Fiona looked around the house, "The loft isn't home anymore this is. But let's go back to the loft."

They both walked out of the house the same way they walked in. Hand in hand.

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