Logan, Max, and Baby Make Three

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Logan laid awake in his bed watching the beautiful woman next to him sleep. He couldn't believe it had been almost a month since they had given in to their feelings for each other for the first time. He still couldn't believe that Max actually loved him.
"Hey beautiful," he said as he saw her eyes pop open for the first time since day break. He barely got the words out of his mouth before Max jumped out of bed and raced to the bathroom. Even through the door he could hear the unpleasant sounds of her puking.
"Are you okay?" He asked when she walked back into the bedroom and climbed back into the bed.
"NO!" She yelled back at him before rolling over to go back to sleep.
Logan was shocked and a little upset by Max's actions, but he decided not to push the issue because she obviously wasn't feeling well. He decided instead that maybe he ought to let her get a little more sleep and go fix breakfast.

It was almost two hours later before Max finally got up and joined him in the kitchen. "So this is what it feels like to be sick." She said as she sat down at the table.
"You've never been sick before?" Logan asked a little shocked. He knew Max was special, but he didn't think she was immune to everything.
"Nope, this is a first." She said.
"How does your stomach feel now?" Logan asked suddenly very worried about Max. If she had never been sick before, something must be seriously wrong.
"One minute I feel like I need to rush to the bathroom and puke and the next minute I think I feel okay. Besides that I feel exhausted, and be forewarned I am a little cranky."
"Well here why don't you go lay down on the couch, and I will bring you something to settle your stomach."
"Can't. I've gotta blaze. Normal gets kind of pissy when we are late."
"Yeah, I bet he'd be a lot more pissy if you gave him a stomach virus. I will call Normal and explain to him that you are sick."
"He'll want a doctor's excuse."
"I'll take care of it. Look you are not going anywhere today besides that couch." Logan commanded.
"Yes, drill sargeant!" Max hollered back.
"Tease me all you want, but you are not leaving this house today."
Max thought about arguing, but decided she wasn't up for it. Laying on the couch all day and watching Logan work seemed a lot more appealing than listening to Normal's "Bip, Bip, Bip" speech all day.
"Fine you win." Max answered while running to the bathroom.
It had been a week since Max first woke up feeling sick and over the course of the week, she had spent most of her time in her new home away from home, the bathroom. In addition to feeling like she was going to puke every five minutes, she was finding it increasingly hard to control her emotions. Yesterday she had actually cried when Bling came over and made the comment that she looked like hell. She was also finding it difficult not to kick Logan every morning he insisted she stay home from work because she was sick. She wasn't sure what was going on in the freak show body of hers, but she was starting to get sick of it, so she had finally given in to Logan's insistence that she visit a doctor. She had spent most of the week arguing with Logan over the very idea of seeing a doctor. She didn't want to go because she was afraid that the doctor might realize that she wasn't just a run of the mill sick patient. But after a week of arguing and feeling bad, she gave in and agreed to visit a doctor, who had been a friend of Logan's for years. As she sat in the doctor's office waiting for him to arrive, she was contemplating whether or not to bolt on the situation. After all she had only agreed to see the doctor, which she had already caught a glimpse of him, she hadn't specifically agreed to an examination. Just when she made up her mind to bolt, the doctor walked in.
"How are you two doing today?" The doctor asked before shaking Logan's hand.
"I'm fine, but Max here has been feeling a little sick lately." Logan answered for the both of them.
"We'll let's see if we can't figure out a way to make you feel better." The doctor said to Max. The sweet tone in the good doctor's voice made Max want to puke.
"So what symptoms have you been experiencing lately?" The doctor continued.
"Every morning when I get up, I feel like I have got to puke. I feel tired all the time, and I am on an emotional roller coaster that I'd just assume get off of." She said in the pissiest voice she could muster.
"How long has this been going on?"
"About a week." Logan chimed in.
"Max, when was the last time you had your period." The doctor asked.
"Isn't he nosey" Max thought.
"I don't know a month or so ago." She answered truthfully. Periods weren't something she kept up with.
"You don't think she's…"Logan asked.
"Pregnant? Yes, Logan that's exactly what I think." The doctor said with a huge smile on his face.
"Pregnant, you two are crazy. I'm not pregnant." Max said without a doubt in her mind.
"When was the last time you had sex?" The doctor asked trying to prove his point.
"About a month ago…oh my god." She answered back suddenly remembering the first night she had made love to Logan and how they had gotten so carried away they had neglected to use protection.
"That's right. I'm not one hundred percent sure that it what is wrong with you. I need to run a test first, but if I were a betting man I'd bet you were pregnant. I need you to go to the bathroom and pee in a cup for me. When you're done, bring it back in here, and I will take it and do the test " The doctor told Max.
Max looked over at Logan, who was standing in the corner looking like he was about to faint, as she walked out the door.
When she returned she saw that he had found a chair to sit in. "Good idea" She thought. After all, she would hate to have to drag Logan out of the doctor's office. She handed the cup to the doctor, and he promptly left the room with it, leaving Logan and her alone for the first time since the doctor had dropped the bomb on them both.
"Pregnant." Logan said as he walked over and sat beside her.
"Pregnant." She repeated unable to think of something else to say. For the first time in her life, she was actually speechless.
"How do you feel about this." Logan asked after several minutes of sitting in silence.
"I don't know. I never really pictured myself as the motherly kind, but to tell you the truth I don't know why, but I am kind of excited. How about you?" She answered thankful her tongue was finally working again.
"I'm a little shocked. In the past month I have gone from the loneliest man alive to the luckiest. I guess it is just taking a little while to sink in." He replied. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagine sitting in a doctor's office with Max waiting to find out if she was pregnant or not. In all truth, he was happier at this very moment then he had ever been before.
"It's official. Congratulations you two! You're going to have a baby." The doctor announced as he walked through the door.
After hearing the news, Max looked over at Logan. He had the biggest grin on his face. She hoped it wouldn't freeze like that. He looked kind of silly. "Pregnant," she thought, "Original Cindy and Kendra are going to have a field day with this one."

When the couple finally left the doctor's office an hour later, Max had a bag full of pills to take, a very detailed list of things she could and could not do for the next nine months, and Logan still had that stupid grin on his face.
"Logan, stop smiling." Max finally said when they got back to Logan's penthouse.
"I can't. When I found out you were pregnant, I think my face froze in a permanent grin. I'm sorry Max, I'm just so happy."
"Yeah, well you're not the one who is going to look like a fat cow in the next couple of months."
"I thought you were excited about the baby?" Logan asked.
"Excited about the baby, yes. After almost 23 years, I will finally have a family. I am not on the other hand looking forward to being pregnant. I can't ride me bike, I am going to be tired for nine months, which really puts a damper on the day, and did I mention I am not looking forward to getting fat."
"The doctor wasn't lying when he said pregnant women have really bad mood swings."
"You better be careful Logan. Just because I'm pregnant with your baby, doesn't mean I won't still kick your butt if you piss me off.
"Truce. Look at it this way, at least you'll have a good excuse to finally quit working for Normal, and besides that you'll also have a good excuse to eat whatever you want for nine months."
"Good point. Are you still going to love me when I am fat and ugly?"
"Max, what kind of a question is that?"
"A good one considering the fact that you are the reason I am going to get fat and ugly."
"Max, if it is possible I will probably love you more besides you could never be ugly."
"There you go being all sweet. Now you are going to make me cry."
"Don't do that. How about if I make you dinner instead?"
"Deal, but it better be good. I am eating for two now."