Later that evening Mac had dinner made. Heading into Stella's room he found her sitting in the rocking chair.
"Stel...love. You know you are not supposed to be out of bed."
"I know Mac. I can't help it. I hate being tied down to one spot."
"I know that love. But if you aren't extremely careful this time. We could lose the baby."
Trying to get up out of the rocker. Mac lifted her and carried her to the bed.
"Damn you Mac Taylor. Would you stop."
"Never love. Never will I stop. Now...if you don't eat I'll have to force you."
"Haaaa...dream on Taylor. That day will never come."
Placing the tray beside her he picked up he fork and twirled her spaghetti. Moving the fork up towards her mouth she tightened her lips.
"Come on love. Please eat. Think of the baby."
sighing strongly, she ate the first helping.
"Mmm....holy Mac. This is great. Did you make it?"
"Of course I made it. Made it just for you," he smiled.
Stella knew something wasn't right. For she had had Mac's spaghetti before, and it never tasted like this.
"You have five minutes to tell me where the spaghetti came from. Or I'll get up out of bed and look myself."
"Okay...okay, you win love. It came from Tony's."
"I thought so. It was the flavour and texture that gave it away."
"I'll be right back love. I need to let in King and Kong."
When he opened the door. King and Kong ran upstairs right onto the foot of their bed.
"Well....hello King and Kong, miss me?"
Crawling up beside Stella they licked her and fell asleep.
Changing into his night clothes, Mac came out of the washroom and tried to get into bed.
"Grrrrrwwwl, grrrwwl." The dogs growled.
"What the hell is the matter with you two. Get down."
Not listening. Mac was getting pissed off. For it was his wife, his room, and his bed.
"DOWN!!!" he yelled.
With their tails between their legs and their heads down. They leaped from the bed.
"Laydown." yelled Mac.
Flopping their butts on the floor, they laid down and fell into sleep.
Meanwhile Flack had gotten in the door and found his daughter Marie and his grandchildren there early.
"Hi papa...you miss us?"
"Jordan, Jake, Jack, come give papa a hug."
Running into their grandfathers arms, he held them tight.
"Where is mommy and nana?"
"They's cooking in the kitchen."
"They are? Wow. What are they making?"
"I not know papa. I's too little."
Laughing at his gorgeous grandson he hugged him tightly.
"God I missed you characters."
"We missed you too papa. A whole bunch."
Now there is a sight for my eyes."
"Marie....look at you. You're pregnant again."
"I am dad. What's your excuse?" You should have had kids by now."
"It's not for lack of trying love. It's just not in the books for your mom and I right now. We both have very hectic schedules."
"You need to make time dad. Take a walk along the beach, go for dinner, make love on the Miami sand."
"You young lady are just to cheeky. Now let's eat."
Sititng down to dinner Flack knew how badly he wated a child of his own, But he also knew with their hectic schedules it wouldn't be anytime soon.