Pregnant by my Sister's Fiancé

✨Chapter Thirteen✨

Quick note: as I write this, I am going through a three/five hour power outage. I am bound to mess up. Sorry! :/ xx-Tessa

"Appointment for Jenna Collins at twelve thirty." Jenna looked at the lady at reception.

"Yup," the lady spoke as she typed it in. "Dr. Moore will be in shortly. Just give her a few minutes. And, it's your ten week appointment, correct?" The lady smiled at her.

"Yes. It sure is." Jenna laughed.

"Only thirty weeks left. I was always grumpy and had awful morning sickness after my tenth week." Jenna just nodded. "Anyway, wait and she will be right with you."

Jenna went and took her seat in the waiting room. She was probably the youngest. Although, the girl in the corner looked to be about sixteen, maybe even fifteen.

"Hannah Monroe?" The young girl stood up and followed the nurse who had called. Her red hair falling into her eyes as she ducked her head and pulled her sleeves down.

Jenna almost didn't hear her name get called as she was too busy watching the girl. She looked up and saw her original nurse, Heather.

"Jenna? Come on, hun. You got an appointment!" The nurse laughed and Jenna smiled.

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"Hear the heartbeat? It's faint, but you can hear it." Dr. Moore smiled as Jenna listened.

It was a tiny sound. It made Jenna's heart explode with happiness. That was her baby. Her little bundle of joy. It made her want to dance. It was all just surreal. So surreal.

"Everything seems perfect. You don't have to come back for another five weeks." Jenna nodded. "Alright. I'll just print the pictures and send you on your way."

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It was Tuesday, Gloria was working and she didn't exactly have friends. So, Jenna decided to visit Delilah in the hospital. The baby had been born premature, scaring everyone except Delilah.

"Uh, Delilah Towers?" Jenna looked at the lady behind the desk.

She was aging, around mid fifties. Her hair was gray and pulled into a messy bun. Black wire framed glasses were placed on a chain and hanging from her neck. Her eyes were an icy blue and they scared Jenna a little, she always hated blue eyes and never knew why.

"Room 235, floor two first door on the right." Her voice was soft and had a pitch that was higher than most.

Jenna just nodded and went to Delilah's room.

"Calum, will you stop fucking worrying?! Ryan is fine!" Jenna could hear Delilah from the elevator.

"Babe! He's only four pounds!" Calum huffed.

Jenna decided to knock on the door. "Guess who?"

Delilah laughed. "Dora?"

Jenna opened the door and gave her a "bitch, really?" look. It caused both Delilah and Calum to laugh. Because, a) she looked nothing like Dora and b) she was taller.

"Just kidding." Delilah looked towards a small infant in the cart next to her. It was an incubator type one. "Would you like to meet Ryan Dylan Hood? My little four point two pound bundle of joy."

Jenna smiled and made her way to the cart. Ryan was tiny, about the size of a ruler, maybe a few inches bigger. His hands weren't even the size of her pinky and his feet were roughly the size of her thumb. The ankle band and wrist band he had to wear were two sizes too big, and that was on the smallest setting for babies. He was possibly the tiniest baby she had ever seen. No lie.

"He's so tiny!" Jenna gushed over Ryan.

"That's what she said." Delilah smacked Calum across the back of his head. "What the fuc-" Again. "He's a newborn! He doesn't understand shi-" And again. "Whatever."

Delilah rolled her eyes and looked at her son. He was absolutely gorgeous. Yes, he looked like a shriveled potato, but he was her shriveled potato. And she loved him so much. Even with the little foam glasses over his eyes so they could develop properly and keep the lights out.

Everyone was silent. It was perfect and they all enjoyed it. Well, until Calum spoke up.

"So," he looked to Jenna, "do you want a boy or a girl?"

-A/N: Took me two days to write this. Woo! Also, please answer Calum's question? He would appreciate it very much. As Jenna has no idea how to even tell Ashton. Like, grow up girl, seriously? I know it's scary but, he still loves the baby! His text proved it, bitch!

I need to stop hatin' on my characters. It is really bad. :/ Anyway, answer his question in the comments and vote!

Love y'all!

xx-Tessa

P.S.: Photo on side/top is what ultrasound/Jenna look like, roughly.