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Chapter 13

The next morning, Mac was at MI twiddling her thumbs. Things were slow and Veronica was working in the inner office. She started to think about the conversation she had the Dick the day before after getting the negative test result. Maybe it would be a good idea to go ahead and schedule an appointment with her doctor about going off birth control. It's not like Mac knew what that entailed and she's pretty sure that she was past due for her annual check up. She called the office thinking that she would have to wait a few weeks before they would bring her in, but was surprised when they told her there was an opening in thirty minutes.

When she arrived at the office, they had her to the usual urine sample before having her wait in a room for the doctor. Mac changed into a gown and waited patiently for the doctor to come in, which took fifteen minutes before she heard a knock on the door.

"Hello Cindy."

She accepted the doctor's hand and shook it. "Hi Dr. Roberts." Dr. Roberts was in her early thirties and was easy and comfortable to talk to. Mac started seeing her three years ago after her previous doctor decided to retire and the practice hired Dr. Roberts to fill the position.

"I see you came in today to find out about going off birth control. Why don't you tell me why?"

Mac smiled. "Well, my fiancé and I are getting married in less than six weeks. My friend had a pregnancy scare and persuaded me to take a test with her. When it came out positive, I took another, but it was negative. Dick, my fiancé, and I started talking and decided that after the wedding we just want to stop using birth control and just let nature decide."

"Were you both disappointed it was negative?"

"A little, but it's not like we were trying. However, it did get us talking and that's why we came to the decision to just see what happens."

"Well, you know we give all women in their childbearing years pregnancy test when they come in. The one you took today was positive."

Mac was floored. "What?"

"Cindy, it appears you are pregnant." Dr. Roberts smiled at her.

"But the second test was negative." She didn't want to get her hopes up again.

"How much did you have to drink before you took the second test?"

"Just a glass of juice and a large bottle of water."

The doctor smiled up at her. "Based on your cycle, you started four weeks ago. I would say you over hydrated and it caused a negative test."

"Oh my god. Are you for real? I'm pregnant?" Mac felt a smile spread across her face.

Dr. Roberts smiled back at her. "We are going to do a blood test to be sure, but I'm confident to say yes."

Mac left the doctor's office and went straight home instead of back to the office. When she came in the door, Mac found Dick on the couch with his laptop.

"Hey babe. What are you doing home?" Dick looked up at her with a small smile.

Mac gave him a look of irritation and walked over to sit next to Dick. She took the computer out of his lap and pointed a finger at him. "We need to talk about something you did."

Dick's face fell and fear radiated off of him. "Shit. What did I do that would make you come home in the middle of the day? I'm sorry for whatever it is and I promise to make it up to you."

"Oh really?" Mac was intrigued to see where this would go.

"Of course. I promise babe." He's face was beginning to show signs of panic.

"What do you think you did?" She began to wonder if he would confess to anything she didn't know, because if he did Mac may have just found a new game to entertain herself with.

He shook his head with wide eyes. "I don't have a clue. Can you tell me so I can start apologizing?"

"You have ruined the fit of my wedding dress."

Dick looked confused. "Is this one of those things where the bride goes crazy and I'm just supposed to shut up and take it? Like Bridezilla is stomping through the city?"

"Did you just call me Bridezilla? Are you trying to dig a hole you can't get out of?"

Dick shook his head violently. "NO! No. You aren't a Bridezilla. I sorry. I njust don't know understand."

Mac closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Would you like to know how you've potentially messed up my dress?"

Dick nodded cautiously.

Mac's face broke into a large grin. "You knocked me up."

Dick's face moved from confusion to excitement with a little fear then back to confusion. "But the test?"

"Yeah. Apparently you can over hydrate and cause a negative test. Basically I drank to much fluid. But the doctor just confirmed it and I think she knows what she's doing. It is her job after all."

He's face softened. "Seriously?"

Mac nodded and noticed that it looked like Dick's eyes were tearing up before he took her face in his hands and kissed her.

"I love you so much Mac."

"I love you too, but I'm still mad that you ruined the fit of my wedding dress. My boobs are probably going to be busting out when the wedding rolls around."

Dick smiled as he held her cheeks in his hands. "I take back what I said earlier. I'm not sorry in the least."

Mac had known for a month that she was pregnant. According to her doctor she was just past the eight-week mark. They had decided not to tell anyone until after the first trimester, but with Mac's increased morning sickness that lasted all day, it was only a matter of time until someone figured it out.

They had arrived at the Sinclair residence for a big family dinner with both the Sinclairs and the Mackenzies. Mac was stressing out about being around her biological dad, who still disapproved of her relationship with Dick. Ever since she and Dick got engaged, Charles Sinclair has been even more vocal to her about how he was sure that Dick was going to ruin her life.

She leaned her head back on the headrest of her seat as Dick got out and walked around his truck. She felt the door open next to her.

"My dear." He held his hand out to her.

"I want to vomit." She closed her eyes. "Do we have to do this? Can we just go home and I can drink ginger ale and eat saltines while I lay on the bathroom floor?" Mac opened her eyes and rolled her head to look at Dick.

"You said you were fine a few minutes ago before we left." He looked concerned and leaned into the truck to caress her cheek. "But if you want to go home, we can go home."

"I was fine, but then the car started moving." She took a big breath. "I changed my mind again. I realized I would rather go in the there, then for the car to start moving again." She allowed Dick to help her out of the car and then leaned into him. "I've also decided that you're carrying the next kid." Dick laughed. "Oh, you think that was a joke. I'm serious buster."

In the living room of the Sinclair home, everyone was gathered around talking. Ryan and Lauren were cozy on the loveseat, while it was awkward at first to have the two of them dating, Mac had come to enjoy seeing them together. Madison approached Mac as Dick went to speak with Ryan. It always made her smile to see how well Dick and Ryan got along and had become good friends.

Madison had been married for ten months by now and it was obvious that she worked hard at being the perfect trophy wife. "So just two more weeks until the big day. Any cold feet?"

Mac could almost stand the person Madison portrayed in front of her parents and husband. However, if they were alone Mac had to restrain herself from clawing Madison's eyes out. "My feet are nice and toasty. Thanks for asking."

"Well, if you find yourself needing an out, then just let me know. That's what sisters are for."

Mac cringed every time someone referred to them as sisters, but it was even worse when Madison said it herself. It started when Ellen Sinclair and Natalie Mackenzie started calling them sisters as the easiest way to describe the relationship. Mac hates it even more than the fact that Madison has truly become a family member of sorts.

The cook came into the room to announce that dinner was served. Mac prayed to herself that whatever they had fixed wouldn't be something that would set off her already weak stomach. Mac followed everyone towards the dining room, but was blocked by Charles.

"Cindy. I would like to just let you know that if you are having any doubts that you shouldn't go through with the wedding."

Mac could smell the scotch in his lowball glass and it was not a smell that she wanted near her, which was funny because scotch would normally be her favorite drink. "Nope. No doubts. All good here." Mac moved to go around him but he moved to stay in front of her.

"I just don't want to see you in an unhappy marriage."

Dick came up behind Charles at that moment and gave her a worried look. "Are you seriously doing this again? Look Charles, you need to just let it go. Mac's a grown woman who can make her own decisions." He looked at Mac with concern. "Hey babe. You okay?"

"Just not feeling well right now." Mac gave him a tight smile, but was pretty sure that her face was tinted a little green.

Charles placed a hand on each of her shoulders, the glass was balancing in his hand on top of her right shoulder, and the smell of scotch was on his breath. "Maybe this is your subconscious telling you something."

Mac closed her eyes and willed the contents of her stomach to stay down.

"Charles, stop. Can't you see she's going to be sick?" Dick came to stand behind Mac and rubbed his hand in a circle on her back.

The room felt like it was starting to move, Mac tried to push passed Charles, but he held her in front of him.

"Seriously get your hands off her!" Dick grabbed Charles by the upper arm.

The scotch sloshed in the glass and the smell seemed to be everywhere around her. Mac couldn't choke it down anymore and puked directly on Charles's shirt.

"SHIT!" Charles let her go and stepped back away from Mac.

Dick pulled her to him and took a handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe her mouth. Mac loved that he started to care one when her morning sickness started to get bad; it was these little things that showed her how thoughtful he was.

Everyone else had crowded back into the living room to see what Charles was yelling about.

"Is everything alright?" Natalie asked as her eyes moved between Mac and Dick.

Dick was rubbing circles on Mac's back with his hand as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Maybe we should just tell them."

Mac looked over at Charles, who was looking a little green himself. "I'm sorry? I told you I didn't feel well. You see…"

"And I told you that your body is saying something's wrong."

Mac rolled her eyes and decided she was fed up playing nice. "Actually it's my body reminding me that I'm pregnant asshole." She heard Dick laugh beside her. "Now excuse me, because I need to go rinse my mouth out."

Mac had just entered the bathroom and went to the sink when she heard the door close. She felt Dick's hands rubbing her shoulders as she turned on the sink and bent down to rinse out her mouth.

"You okay?"

She spit out the water. "I've been better. You know my parents are probably out there going nuts right now."

He leaned down close to her ear and squeezed her shoulder. "Your mom tried to follow you in here. I blocked her."

She patted his hand on her shoulder. "You're a good man."

A knock sounded on the door and Ellen's voice spoke through it. "I have mouthwash, toothpaste, and a toothbrush for you."

Dick opened the door a crack and accepted the items. "Thanks." He opened the toothbrush as he walked back to Mac. "Here you go." He handed it to her. "Does it make me a horrible person that I think it's hilarious that you puked all over Charles."

Mac laughed a little as she put toothpaste on the brush. "If it is, then we're both horrible people. Maybe we'll share a table in hell." She began to brush her teeth.

"Well I know for a fact that you aren't a horrible person, so then it must have actually been funny. Too bad I didn't catch it on video. Next time give me a heads up and I'll record it. Think of the hits we'd get on YouTube."

Mac gave a small laugh as she spit into the sink. "I'm glad you see the positive side to my morning sickness." She took a swig of the mouthwash.

Dick wrapped his arms around her and placed both his hands on her flat belly. "The positive side is the adorable baby you're growing in you and you're increases assets." He pulled his right hand up and cupped her breast.

Mac swatted it away and narrowed her eyes at him as she continued to swish the mouthwash around.

He smiled back at her. "You puking on Charles was just an added bonus."

It was the night before the wedding and Mac was trying to find a few moments alone with Dick before she left for The Grand where she was spending the night. Everything they came together, they were pulled in different directions by friend and family at the rehearsal dinner. She was wondering about the beach house looking for where Dick was currently at, when she was grabbed as she walked by the downstairs office.

Dick closed the door and locked it as he pressed Mac's back against it. "I've been trying to talk to you all night, but the people in our house are pissing me off."

Mac laughed. "Those are our friends and family."

"I don't want to talk about them." Dick leaned down to press his mouth to hers.

Mac felt his hands travel down her body to the hem of her dress. As he pulled it up and was kissing her neck, Mac began to work on Dick's belt and pants.

"This is the last sex I'll have as a single woman, so you better make it good. After tonight, the only man I'll ever be with will be my husband."

Dick stopped his assault on her neck to pull back and look at her. "Sometimes I can't believe its real. My life is unrecognizable from where it was this time last year. You're going to be my wife and we're having a baby." He took a deep breath. "I love you so much."

Mac's heart thumped in her chest and she felt tears well in her eyes. "I know exactly what you mean." Tears began to slide down her face. "I love you so much too." Mac wiped at the tears. "Damn these hormones. I'm going to be a blubbering idiot tomorrow. You couldn't wait and just knock me up after the wedding."

Dick let out a small laugh as he pulled out his handkerchief and brushed away her tears. "It was all part of my master plan to make sure you married me."

Thanks again for reading this story. The next chapter I have planned is the wedding, if you haven't already guessed that.