His Muse || Jack Dawson X OC **Completed**

"Chapter Fifteen"

Alice

The next morning, I got up earlier than Jack. I had to go dress shopping. Although I didn't have anyone to accompany other than Grand-mére and Juliette. The news spread quickly to Manon and Beau whom they're making their way here.

But, I felt something was off ever since I woke up. Like I am feeling under the weather... Jack of course heard about me not feeling well and stayed with me and hadn't gone tux shopping with Grand-père.

"Lady Alice." A voice spoke as I looked up.

A nurse had approached.

"Bonjour..." I said tiredly.

Jack held my hand right, nervous.

"What's your symptoms, Lady Alice?"

I described everything. She would jot down before he would think. The woman then smiled.

"I know what's your issue is, Lady Alice." She said as she would put a hand to my stomach, "you are pregnant."

Pregnant... I immediately looked at Jack his eyes bulge and he was smiling.

"Pregnant...." He repeats as he got teary eyed.

"Shall I spread the news to your father and grandparents?" The nurse asked me.

I shook my head.

"I'll tell them tonight." I said as she nods and leaves Jack and I alone.

He immediately scoops me up, holding me tight.

"We're gonna be parents, my lady." He said excitedly.

I warmly smiled.

"Indeed we are," I paused looking down at my stomach.

I'm still in shock that I'm having a little Dawson... I had wiped my tears. But then realization kicked in.

"Mon amor, I'll be right back." I said as I would run out and catch up to the nurse.

"Miss... would I— you know." I said nervously.

My Mother died giving birth to me. And I can't die giving birth to my child. Especially if it'll devastate Jack knowing he'd have a son or daughter but lose his soon to be bride. She shrugs.

"I'll have to keep you under observation. But only time will tell." She only replied as she would leave.

Jack whom approached hugged me from behind.

"Something wrong, my lady?"

I sighed, turning around.

"Jack..." I only said his name with my lip quivering.

Immediately he was concerned.

"My lady?"

"Jack... I'm scared." I admit, "My mother died giving birth to me. What if it's the same?"

Jack pulled me into a tight embrace.

"I can't stand the fear of dying while giving birth to our little Dawson." I said as I began to cry.