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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 14:53:04 GMT -5
Maggie paused, blinking up at him. "What?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 14:55:37 GMT -5
"Come on, Mags, you can't be all that surprised," he said, his voice not conveying how nervous he really was.
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 14:56:35 GMT -5
She just blinked up at him, but lifted a hand to touch his cheek. "You--you don't have to, Mike. You don't have to feel obligated to--to marry me..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 14:58:52 GMT -5
He shot her a look. A look that said he was tired of her thinking he felt obligated to do anything.
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 15:03:12 GMT -5
She bit her lip, dropping her gaze to look away from him. She whispered weakly, "I just don't want you making a mistake..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 15:09:28 GMT -5
"Baby... My dad always told me that he knew within the first week that he wanted to marry my mom. Guys, we just know. I just know," he told her, only meeting her eyes briefly.
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 15:11:55 GMT -5
She glanced up at him. "You...you know? When did you...know...?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 15:15:13 GMT -5
He chuckled softly, reaching to tuck a strand of hair behind her hair. "I don't know. I don't think there was a specific, lightbulb moment. But before you realized you were pregnant and pushed me away, I knew."
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 15:16:37 GMT -5
"You...you knew before..? So, it wasn't just because...because of the baby..?" She stared up at him, her eyes welling up a little.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 15:21:54 GMT -5
"Yeah," he assured her, leaning over to kiss her nose. "I wanna marry you because of you, not because of the baby."
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 15:24:33 GMT -5
Maggie started to cry, smiling up at him. She kissed him adoringly. "Can we wait until I'm not the size of a cow anymore?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 15:26:22 GMT -5
Michael let out a full on laugh at that. "Yeah, we can wait. Whatever you want, baby, you know you'll get it."
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 15:29:37 GMT -5
Maggie kissed him again, murmuring. "I know. Because you're amazing and you're gonna take care of me -- of us."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 3, 2011 15:51:55 GMT -5
"Damn straight," he replied, smiling into the kiss.
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Post by Script on Nov 3, 2011 15:56:30 GMT -5
She laughed, kissing him.
Two weeks later, Maggie was lying on the examining table in the doctor's office, hospital gown rolled up over her bump, hospital sheet over her legs, so all you could see was her belly. They were waiting for the nurse to come back in to do the ultra-sound.
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