Had I known How to Save a Life

Tell Me

*Jo POV*
Chapter 43

I wake up next to my super hot husband. We got about 30 minutes of sleep. We were up all night having sex. I had a lot to eat last night before all the sex and drinking, I don't think it's agreeing with my stomach very much. My stomach hurts so I scramble into the bathroom and puke.

How drunk did I get last night? Alex walks in and laughs at me. "You're really hungover."

"Was I really that drunk last night? I mean, I know I was probably tipsy or whatever but I didn't think I got this drunk." I say. I hate being hungover.

"You want to stay home? I can call in sick too, and we can stay in bed all day." He says as he holds my hair up.

"You can't stay home, you have that really big surgery with Dr. Webber." I tell him.

"Yeah and you were my resident." He says.

"Were? As in past tense?" I ask.

"I'm not letting you cut into a kid when you're hungover so much you're puking." He laughs.

"I'll go into work later when I feel better." I say. And Alex heads to work.

It's weird, I don't even have a headache. I don't even think I was dunk last night. I'm probably dehydrated.

After my puking session ends. I get dressed, I grab a Gatorade the hydrate so I feel better. My stomach still hurts though, but I'm also kind of really hungry. At a red light, I text Alex and tell him that I think I have the Stomach Flu. He says I should stay home but I tell him to just put me on scut.

I get in to lounge. Steph starts talking about that patient from a few days ago that dated Dr. Grey when she was an intern.

"Jo are you dying?" She asks.

"Stomach flu." I say to her.

Dr. Webber comes into the lounge

"You need to go home, Wilson?" Dr. Webber asks.

"No sir, Dr. Karev put me on scut so I can push through." I tell him.

I get started. Dr. Shepherd walks by me, "Wilson are you okay?"

"Stomach flu." I say.

He laughs and says feel better. Dr. Hunt told me I should go home. I think he's right. I can barely stay focused on just doing scut. I think he's right.

April Kepner and Jackson both walk by me. They say hi. They're holding an ultrasound picture of their babies.

All day I've been feeling like something is off and that I'm missing something. It hits me like a truck. I am late. I'm 3 days late.

Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me I'm wrong. Please tell me I'm wrong. I don't know if I'm ready.

I grab a few tests from the clinic. They're in my lab coat pocket. I peek outside the bathroom and I see Stephanie. I drag her in. I'm crying.

"Steph. I'm freaking out. I am freaking out." I say. More tears fall.

"Hey, hey, tell me what's going on. Who's ass do I need to kick?" She says.

"I-I think that I am pregnant." I say.

Her eyes get really big. "Are you serious? How do you know?"

"I was puking this morning. I'm 3 days late." I pull the tests out of my coat pocket.

I go into the stall. My heart is racing. I pee on the sticks. I wait. And I wait. The longer I wait the more I wonder.

I wanted a kid. I want this. I asked Alex if we could try. Why am I freaking out so much? What if I lose it? What if Alex and I die? Then our child will end up just like us.

Every test I peed on is positive. I look down at my stomach. I smile a little. I'm going to be a mom.

I walk out of the stall. With happy tears. I look Steph in the eye. "Want to be a Godmother?"

"Oh my God. Oh my freaking God. Of course!" She says and she hugs me.

"How are you going to tell Alex?" She asks. Right as she asks that Grey and Pierce walk into the bathroom. Talking about McVet until Meredith see's the test in my hands.

She looks at me. Laughs a little, "Have fun with that Wilson." Then she and Dr. Pierce leave quickly.

"Well okay then. Do I tell him now? Or when he gets home." I ask her.

"Do it later. You can't drop a bomb like that then go back to your day like everything it normal." She says.

"What if he doesn't react well? What if he doesn't really want a kid? I mean this is life-changing." I ask freaking out.

"Josephine Wilson, calm your ass down. Alex Karev is a pediatric surgeon. He loves kids." Steph tells me to calm me down.

Alex thinks I've been home for hours though. I get a text from him saying Robbins saw me walking around the hospital and I should go home. So I head home.

I pace back and forth until I realize that makes me nauseous. I think of how to tell him. My hormones rush when I think of it and it makes me so happy I cry.

Alex walks in, he's home a lot earlier than I thought he would be. I wipe the tears from eyes quickly. My heart beats harder.

"Hey, babe, tell me what's going on." He says as he walks over and hugs me tight. Well, here goes nothing.

I have no idea where I'm going with this. "We..uh..we need to talk."

"About...?" He asks curiously. More tears fall from my eyes.

"Well, see. The thing is, I'm not hungover. I don't have the stomach flu. I have something else." I begin to say.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asks frantically.

I take a deep breath. I tell him to sit down and I sit down too. I laugh a little while still my eyes are still teary. "I have a...well actually, Alex. We have a baby inside of my uterus because I am..uhm..." I take another breath to actually say the words. "I'm pregnant."

I look at him with scared eyes but a smile. He's staring at me, then he looks at my stomach, then back up at me. And repeats that process.

I start to freak out and my smile falls. Worrying that he's not happy. "Alex?" I say. "Alex?"

He looks up at me. His eyes tear up and a smile covers his face. "I'm going to be a dad?"

"You're going to be a dad." I say as he pulls me in for a hug and really long kiss.

"You're going to be a mom." He says still smiling.

I'm going to be a mom.