50 Shades of Family

Apartment

2 Weeks Later

"Hey, Soph." Ted calls me over to the table where he sits with his laptop open. I skip over to him with a cup of warm tea in my hand, fresh from the tea pot. When I'm beside him he uncrosses his legs and pulls me onto his lap. "I found a pretty nice apartment, and it's a reasonable price. So, when my dad gives me a job-"

"If." I interrupt.

"He will. Anyway, It's the same distance from there to Grey House as it is from here to Grey House." I take a look at the apartment and take in all the little details. It looks a little too...familiar enough for Teddy.

"It doesn't seem like you though." The color scheme of that apartment looks a lot like this house. I would think Teddy would want something more of himself. He nods his head and clicks on another tab.

"How about this one?" I scan the pictures of the second apartment and sigh.

"Well, do you want dark colors or light colors? Do you want a similar theme to this house? How much room are you really going to need?"

"We." He mumbled. I don't know if I was suppose to hear it, but I did.

"We?" I look at him and he looks a little embarrassed.

"Yeah. We. If you're up for it." I slowly nod my head and smile, but it fades soon.

"It's perfect...for all three of us." He shifts his body a little bit causing him to jostle my body too, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Three? Who's coming with us?" I bite my lip before jumping up, grabbing his hand and dragging him up stairs.

"Whoa, Babe, I'm all for a morning round but-" He says when we reach my bed room door. I interrupt him, pressing my back against the door before opening it.

"Oh, believe me, we won't be doing that anytime soon." Before he can get another word in, I burst through the door and make a b-line to my night stand. I pull out exactly what I needed and toss it to Teddy.

"Wha-" He starts until he gets a good look at the stick in his hand. Once it sinks in, he looks up at me with wide, terror, filled eyes.

"This is what you meant by the three of us?" I nod.

"You're pregnant?" I nod.

*Flashback*

I lay in bed looking at the ceiling of my room. My eyes burn from the lack of sleep and my nose and throat burn from vomiting three times last night. Maybe Chinese food wasn't the best idea last night, but Teddy insisted. I slowly sit up in bed, hoping that the pounding sensation in my head would fade away soon. I have to sit there for a while before the aching stops completely and I walk to my bathroom.

Oh, it reeks. I'll have to clean it later, because the thought of inhaling the smell of cleaning supplies right now is making my gag reflex act up. I quickly do my business and wash my face and teeth before applying a small amount of make up. My muscles are too tired to really do anything cute so foundation and mascara is going to have to work.

I start walking down the stairs and to the dinning room where Gail is cleaning every surface she can reach. I can smell the Pine-sol from the top of the stairs and it makes me gag.

"Good morning, honey. Are you okay?" I know I was suppose to be up at seven so I could help Gail clean, how else was she suppose to finish cleaning this big house in one day, and it is now nine thirty, but I have a valid reason.

"I kept getting sick last night, so I was wondering if I could just rest for the day?" I rest my head on the counter top of the bar and sigh. Gail scurries over and rubs my back in a motherly way.