Chapter 43

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by gilinskyygirl

by gilinskyygirl

Alexandria's P.O.V:

I recounted the days on my fingers, trying not to get too excited...I was two weeks late on my period. Not only that, but when I awoke this morning, I was incredibly nauseous. All the signs were adding up; I had to be pregnant.

And I couldn't wait to tell Jack.

Hopefully he wouldn't think that this was too sudden, I mean we have only been married for three months. But he has been going on and on about how he wants a lot of kids, half him and half me.

I threw open our bedroom door and hastily ran down the hard wood steps. I found Jack in the kitchen, flipping pancakes.

"Hey Beautiful," He grins, and pours more batter onto the skillet. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

I laugh and run over to him, grabbing his hand. "Jack, I need to talk to you."

He looks at me, his face masked with confusion, and I pull him over to the kitchen table.

"So, you know how I didn't feel so great earlier?" I ask him, and he nods briefly. "Well, I'm also two weeks late on my period," I continue, and leave him to figure out the rest.

Jack's face morphs from pure confusion, to pure joy, and he grins and jumps up from the table.

"ANDRIA, OH MY GOD!" He exclaims, and kisses me.

"Wait, Jack," I grab his arm. "We don't know for sure. I have to take a test."

Jack's grin only grows as he grabs his car keys and runs towards the front door.

"COME ON BABY," He yells, and I grab my shoes, following him towards the car. He's so excited about this, and I can't help but smile. If I really am pregnant, he'll make such a good father.

We arrive at the drug store in no time, and I tell Jack I can just go in by myself, despite his protests.

I grab a random pregnancy test off the shelf. I decide that only one is necessary, because either way, I'm setting up an appointment with my gynecologist sometime this week.

I quickly pay for the test and run back to the car, meeting a very joyful Jack.

"I can't believe this, Andria. We might be having a baby," He mutters, and pulls out of the parking lot.

It's so surreal; I might be having a baby. A real, living, baby whom Jack and I will love so much. A baby we made. A baby who might grow up one day and meet and boy or girl and fall in love, just as Jack and I did. A baby who I would protect with every part of me. A baby who's a piece of me and a piece of Jack.

A perfect little baby.

All of these things cross my mind as I wait those unbearable five minutes, the test sitting on the bathroom counter.

"Andria," Jack breathes, opening the bathroom door. "It's been five minutes."

I look up at him, my eyes meeting his, and I take a deep breath.

This is it.

I grab the test and look down, as tears well up in my eyes.

"Jack," I choke out. "It's positive."