Give Them Hell

Dallas and Nikki

Nikki and I decided against telling everyone about the baby until after the wedding and I think it's going well. I mean we're in different countries so it's not really that hard. I was able to sneak off the the first doctors appointment without many questions and now it's the last few days before the wedding so Crüe and Poison are back home and everything is going great.

Mackenzie

We're all sitting in my baby cousin's bar and when I say that I do mean everyone! Nikki, Vince, Tommy, and Mick have returned from touring and are going to start recording their new album soon. Bret, Bobby, CC, and Rikki are on a break from tour for a little while so the bar is a little more full than usual. I'm thankful to have the guys back, I mean we don't have very much in common with them but I've been stuck with my pregnant wife, my pregnant cousin, and my little sister.

I've noticed some different things about Dallas since she got back from touring with the Crüe. She's not drinking so much and she's eating a little bit better. I mean I wouldn't be too surprised if I walked into the bar to see my little sister eating a thirty pack of chicken nuggets by herself but that's not how Dallas has been eating as of late. I haven't seen Dallas eat a salad since she was in high school. It makes me wonder if Nikki said something about her weight, Dallas is tiny as is and doesn't need to lose weight no matter what her fiancé tells her.

I walk Dallas and Nikki interact and I'm almost positive that he'd never shame her about her weight. You can see that this rock star is so in love with my baby sister, Nikki is obsessed with Dallas. My sister is crazy about her fiancé and he makes her so happy, they've been perfect for each other since they were in high school.

"Hey babe." Caroline says as she hugs me from behind. "What are you looking at?"

"Dallas and Nikki." I say and nod over. "They've been together longer than any of us but they're going to be the last to get married."

"No, Dakota and CC aren't married yet, baby." She reminds me and kisses my cheek.

We watch as Nikki tells Dallas something quietly and my little sister smiles before kissing her fiancé gently. This bass player makes Dallas happy and that's all that matters.

"Has Dallas been acting a little different lately, right?" I ask and Caroline giggles.

"Oh my darling, I love you but you're so dumb some times." She tells me.

"And why do you say that?" I wonder.

"Look at what she's drinking?" My wife points to the bottle of orange juice she's drinking. "Look at where Nikki keeps looking."

I groan and my wife laughs, I really don't want to see Nikki looking at Dallas' chest but that's not what I see. Every once in a while Nikki will drop his gaze to my baby sister's stomach.

"Dallas is pregnant." Caroline whispers. "They're probably not telling anyone until after the wedding. For good reason too, Alastair is already on edge about her knee."

"You think she's knocked up?" I ask a bit louder than I meant to and she slaps her hand over my mouth.

"Shut up!" She hisses at me. "Want her to hear you?" My wife sighs. "Yes, I think that Dallas is pregnant."

"That rock star knocked up my baby sister?" I ask.

"For god sakes, Mackenzie." Caroline grumbles. "They've been together for four years and have been crazy about each other for what? Twelve years? What do you think they've been doing for the last four years? Playing checkers?"

"Well..." I trail off and she looks at me. "I don't know." I admit.

I mean I never really thought about it, I don't really want to think about Dallas and Nikki doing...that. They've been living together for years so I guess that it all makes sense. I'm just really happy this didn't happen while Dallas was in high school, I think I would've killed Nikki. They're both adults and I think they'd be good parents.

"They'd be good parents, don't you think?" Caroline asks and I smile.

"I do." I admit.

CC

"I love you, I missed you so much." Dallas mumbles and kisses Nikki.

"I missed you so much too. I can't wait to marry you." Nikki tells her.

They're sitting down the bar from Dakota and I but my fiancée won't stop staring at her little cousin and her fiancé. Dallas and Nikki are completely oblivious to everything going on around them, including Dakota gawking at them. I sigh and turn Dakota's stool so she has to look at me.

"You're being creepy." I hiss at her and she rolls her eyes.

"I am not." Dakota tells me and crosses her arms.

"Then what are you doing?" I wonder.

"Investigating." She states. "They're acting weird."

"They missed each other." I remind her.

"I missed you and I'm not all over you like that." Dakota tells me and I sigh.

"Don't remind me." I mutter and she smacks the side of my head. "Ow, I'm sorry."

"Look at what she's drinking." She points to the bottle of orange juice.

"Orange juice." I say and she nods.

"When has Dallas ever refused alcohol? She doesn't even like orange juice and I saw her eating an orange a couple days ago." Dakota continues.

"People change." I offer and she sighs.

"I think she's pregnant." She finally says. "She's been acting a little weird since she got back to LA, Tommy and Mick said that they don't remember her drinking while she was on tour with them."

"Oh shit." I mumble and she nods.

"Why hasn't she told me? I called her as soon as I found out I was pregnant with Junie." Dakota mumbles. "Does she not trust me?"

"Oh no, baby. They're probably just waiting until after the wedding to tell everyone." I assure her. "I mean it's her first baby, she's probably a little scared."

"Maybe I should talk to her." Dakota says.

"Just don't push her." I remind her and she nods.

Maybe ma was right, I'd make a good psychologist.