One and Only

Chapter Twenty-two

He sat staring at the test then he looked at Desai as he asked shakily, "For real? You're – not a joke?"

She touched his face and smiled as she softly said, "This is something that I would never joke about, earendel. I am pregnant. We are going to be parents. You are going to be a father."

He dropped the test and grabbed her pulling her close as he sobbed. "Oh, love! I love you!" He rocked her whispering his love for her over and over. Suddenly he pulled back and asked, "How far along?"

"About three weeks according to my doctor."

"When did you --?"

"On the twenty-third with the doctor. I did the test and hid it. I wanted to tell you yesterday but you were so overwhelmed with the piano and everyone was here. Last night you were worn out from playing with the kids and I knew you needed your rest."

"It's okay, love. I understand why you waited. Has the drinking you've done --?"

"I haven't drank anything since the day you and I went shopping at Harrods."

"You drank at the Christmas party. I saw you order a whiskey."

"And you drank it. You ordered me a rosé which I told the bartender to change to a cranberry spritz while you were dancing with Alicia. I had a feeling something had changed when I was getting kinda nauseated at odd times. So I called and made an appointment with my doctor a couple of days after you and I went shopping. She verified that I am pregnant."

"This is the best present I've ever gotten." He looked at her abdomen then up to her eyes smiling as she grasped his hand and placed it over her abdomen. "You haven't been as sick as you were before."

"That's thanks to the Zofran. I can just dissolve one under my tongue when I need it. She wrote me a prescription for them the day I called for an appointment and I am scheduled to see her in another week. She wants to get the baby's heartbeat as soon as she can. Will you be able to go with me?"

"I'll be with you no matter what."

As they sat in the waiting room of Desai's ob/gyn she could tell Thomas was nervous. He was always the sort of person that could never be still but he was acting like he needed the bathroom.

"Thomas," Desai asked quietly, "are you okay?"

"Does it show that much?" He swiped fingers through his hair. "I'm just anxious, I guess."

"Hey, it's alright. I'm a bit nervous myself. I'm bigger this time."

"What do you mean?" he asked suddenly serious.

"I mean that clothes that fit me Christmas, don't fit me now," she whispered. "I actually have a bump and I'm only four weeks. So something is different this time."

They both looked up when the nurse called, "Desai." They followed her into a hallway and of course, Desai knew she would have to weigh her. "Thomas, please hold my coat and bag."

"Shoes too," the nurse informed. "We have foot coverings."

Thomas assisted Desai, even though he didn't have to, in removing her boots and placing the foot coverings on. The nurse smiled at the two of them as Desai stepped onto the scale. The nurse hid her grin as Tom placed a foot on the scale causing it to rise to 68kg (150 lbs.).

"No effing way!" Desai wailed. Then she noticed Thomas's grey boot. "Thomas William Hiddleston! That's no way to treat a pregnant lady. Especially when she's your wife!" she giggled as he laughed then he removed his foot. "That's better," said Desai as the numbers went down to 54.43 kg (120 lbs.).