What Would've Happened

*Big Surprise*

(Skipping ahead)

June 27

Mac:

I was sitting in my cell.

Four more days till I'm a dad.

It was bitter sweet. On the plus side; Angie was having my baby. Down side; I wasn't gonna be there for her.

I hope Mike's taking care of her. He'd better be, otherwise when I get out Imma stomp his ass.

"Mac?" The warden asked. I glanced at him. I've been in this prison for about eight months. The warden and I are friends...kinda. He knew what I was going through and I guess he felt kinda bad.

"Yeah?" I muttered. I was viewing the ultrasounds. Today I'd hopefully get another one.

"Come down here for a minute." He ordered. I sat up, confused.

"Why?"

"I'm not authorized to tell you." He grunted. I rolled my eyes, and got off of my cot. The warn opened my cell, letting me out.

"Could you at least tell me where we're going?" I asked. The warden shook his head, unsurprisingly. He led me down the hall, past several locked up inmates. I never really got to know anyone's names. Everyone called me "Warden's Pet".

"Hey! Warden's takin' his pet to his office again!" Some guy shouted. Speak of the devil. I glared at him, flipping him off.

"Ignore 'em, Mac." The warden muttered. "Trust me."

I rolled my eyes and continued following him. He led me passed the commons. Passed the mess hall. Towards the...visitor center?

"Well, there ya go, Mac." The warden declared, stepping aside to let me in first. Giving him a confused look, I entered the visitor center.

Inside, my breath hitched, and tears came to my eyes.

Angie was there. About nine months pregnant with my baby. She smiled at me, tears already flowing down her cheeks as she saw me. Her stomach budged out, and she was wearing simple maternity clothes. In the background, a man stood awkwardly. I'm assuming he was Mike. He had spiky black hair and brown eyes.

"Mac." Angie mumbled, covering her mouth. Then she ran forward. When she approached me, she threw her arms around my neck, burying her face into my neck. My arms immediately wound around her, keeping her close to me. I nuzzled my face into her shoulder, hiding my tears in her blouse. One hand at the back of her head, and the other on the small of her back, I felt complete. I haven't seen Angie in months. Her tears ran down my neck, onto my orange jumpsuit.

Finally, after minutes of tear shedding, we pulled away. Angie's eyes were puffy and bloodshot. I'm pretty sure mine were too. I bent down, and took her chin in my hand. Pressing my lips against hers, I kissed her. I could taste the needing and wanting on her lips. My tongue slipped into her waiting mouth, stroking her tongue.

Breaking apart for breath, my eyes locked with Angie's. She was smiling hugely. Then she glanced down, towards the baby. My eyes fell too, and I placed my huge hands on her bulge. Suddenly, I felt a small kick under my palm. My eyes widened, and I glanced at Angie. She smiled.

"She likes kicking right there." She mumbled. I dropped to my knees, and pressed my ear to the spot. I felt another tiny kick on my temple, making my smile. I heard very soft noises coming from the bump.

"You can finally hear her." Angie murmured, running her long fingers through my dusty hair. I didn't move my head, just listened to our baby. I closed my eyes, feeling small kicks on my temple.

"Don't you want the ultrasound?" Angie asked, breaking me away from the bump. I lifted my head, and straightened up. Angie dug around in her purse until she found it. She handed me the picture. I took it, and smiled. The baby was very clear, and it was huge. I smiled at Angie. "Flip it over." She ordered. I obeyed, flipping to the back. In big pink letters, spelt a name.

MARIA

Tears sprung to my eyes again, and I covered my mouth.

"Daddy's Little Princess." Angie mumbled, wrapping her arms around my torso. Mine went around her back. I lifted her off her feet a little, making her squeal. "Mac!" She squeaked as I did it again. "Mac, calm down!"

I set her on her feet again, and grabbed her face in my hands. Smashing her lips against mine, I kissed her. She kissed back, then pulled away.

"Can we go to your cell?" She asked suddenly. I glanced at the warden, who was busy wiping tears from his eyes.

"Can we go back to my cell?" I asked, speaking for the first time.

He sniffed real quickly, then nodded. "Follow me ma'am." He ordered. Then he led us back to my cell. Along the way, Angie kept getting cat calls and dirty jokes. I kept her close to my side, shooting them glares.

Finally, we were at my cell. The warden took my cell mate out, and let us in.

"Be back in five minutes." The warden grunted, and led the guy away. Angie stepped inside the cell, and stood in the middle, facing me.

"Lay down." She ordered.

I arched an eyebrow. "What?" Is she gonna give me a blow job?

"Lay down. On the cot." She repeated, pointing to my mat. Obediently, I went over to it and laid down. Then Angie came over to me, and laid down beside me. Grabbing my arm, she draped it over her side, resting my hand on her stomach. I immediately pulled her closer to me, pressing my chest against her back. I burying my face in her hair, inhaling her sweet smell.

"You kept them?" She asked suddenly. I followed her eyes, to the ultrasounds.

"Yeah. They're the only thing I have if ya." I murmured. She smiled and snuggled closer to me. I sighed, and kissed her neck. "I missed this." I mumbled. "I've had to cuddle with a pillow for the past eight months."

Angie chuckled a little. "Me too."

"What? Cuddle a pillow or miss this?" I asked.

"Missed this." She mumbled. "And I also missed this," he hand reached down and gave my dick a squeeze. I gasped.

"Me too. I swear if there weren't other guys around and you weren't pregnant, I'd so fuck you." I growled in her ear. She shivered, sending hot arousal throughout my lower regions. She sensed it, and began pumping me through my clothes. I sucked in a sharp breath.

"Well, it's a shame there are other guys and I'm pregnant." Angie mumbled. "But no one can see us." She turned towards me, and started unzipping my jumpsuit. Then she dipped her hand into it, and gently grabbed my shaft. It was already oozing with pre-cum. Angie swiped it off with her thumb, then dipped it into her mouth, slamming her eyes shut and moaning at my taste. I groaned a little. Her hand went back down into my jumpsuit, and started stroking my shaft. I groaned again, slamming my eyes shut.

"Mm, God baby, I'm so wet right now." Angie moaned, adding to the arousal. I felt my high coming on. Just as I was about to real ease, Angie stopped. I opened my eyes.

"You're such a fuckin' tease." I growled. I expected her to laugh, but instead, she squeaked. I sat up immediately. Angie's eyes were slammed shut, and she was clutching her stomach. "Angie? Are you ok? What's wrong?" I demanded.

"The baby! The baby's coming!"