Inciting Incident [A.I]

T W E N T Y - T W O .

"No, you can't be." Ash states simply.

"I am!" TJ cries.

"It's impossible." He continues, not moving his eyes from her.

"No it's not." TJ says, letting a tear roll down her left cheek.

"Leave please." He requests simply.

"Don't do this to me." Her tears were falling and Ash was soon going to cave in if she didn't leave soon. She leaves the room, tears still flowing down her petite face.

Ash groans loudly, hitting his fist on the desk. "Fuck." He mutters.

"Ashton." His dad barks, opening the door.

"Not now dad." He groans.

"What's happened?"

"TJ." He sighs, his voice weak.

"You're over. Get over her." He rolls his eyes before leaving.

If only it was as easy as he put it.

- - -

"Right, get ready." Luke sighs.

"Luke, no I'm not going anywhere." TJ sighs, placing her hand on her bump. "Luke, get off me, I'm not going, I look like a fucking Teletubbie!" She shouts, rolling on to her side.

"You're a beautiful Teletubbie." Like sighs, spooning her.

"Gah, Luke don't." TJ blushes.

Within half an hour Luke had managed to persuade TJ to get ready and they were on their way to a local restaurant to celebrate Luke's birthday.

"You two are a little late aren't you?" Calum chuckles, checking his watch.

Luke nods, taking a seat at the end of the table, letting TJ take the only spare seat, which was between Michael and Ashton.

"Wow, the baby bumps, coming along now isn't it?" Michael chuckles.

"Mhm, 4 months left." She grins.

For the past few months, TJ and Michael had got quite close. He had helped her get a job and had been baby shopping with her once or twice.

"I guess you kept it then." A quiet voice says from beside her.

"Of course I would." She replies in not much more than a whisper.

"So T, when's my first grandchild going to be born?" Liz asks.

"November 17th." She smiles, picking up a menu.

"And how much have you got left to buy?" She asks, putting her menu down.

"Basically everything." She sighs, putting down the menu.

"You'll get there." She grins.

. . .

"Miss Smith?" A delivery man asks as TJ answers the door.

"Yes?" She frowns, placing her hands on her stomach.

"Oh, I have a few deliveries for you, shall I bring them in?" He questions with a grin.

"Oh erm, yes, can you tell me who they're from?" She mumbles.

"Nope, sorry." He frowns, walking away. TJ sighs, leaving the door open and retreating back to the sofa.

"Where shall I put these ma'am?" He asks, stood by the door with a large box.

"That room." TJ sighs, pointing to the spare room, which was Ashton's.

After four large boxes were delivered the delivery man left, but not without saying goodbye. After five minutes TJ's curiosity got the best of her and made her way to the bedroom. She carefully opened the first box, revealing a flat packed cot. Frowning, she made her way to the seconds box, carefully opening it to reveal a flat packed baby changer.

"Seriously, who would do this?" She groans as she makes her way to the third box.

After opening that she found some storage space, which she thought was strange, but will definitely be needed.

She trudged to the third box, kicking it lightly. She was beyond annoyed and just wanted to find out who had spent so much money on her child.

Opening the box, she scream, not expecting to find Ashton Irwin sat there, looking at her with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry baby, so so sorry." He sighs, standing up and pulling her in to a tight hug as she cried. "I'm here for you baby." He adds, stroking her hair.

"Why?" She sniffles.

"Why?" He asks smiling. "Because you, Taylah, you are my inciting incident."