Taking Chances [Sequel to Long Shot]

Chapter 6: I'm Pregnant?

That next Friday morning I woke up to an empty bed, as usual, Chris's note right next to my gun where I left it and a wilting red rose. Chris always left me a red rose whenever he had to leave before I was up. I always put a white rose when it was me who had to leave early. It was just our communication and our goodbye. I slowly pulled myself from my bed and quickly showered, and changed for work. I pulled some leftover chicken from the night before out of the mini fridge and bit into it. I had only gotten a few bites in before I dashed to the bathroom.

My stomach felt horrid and I just regretted even eating. I slowly got up, cleaned up and went downstairs to the lobby and bought a Tropicana orange juice which otherwise wouldn't have sounded appetizing. However, I found that it had actually began to settle my stomach.

I only had been at work a few hours before I left to meet Zak for lunch.

Ignoring my car, I just walked to the small cafe that we were meeting at for lunch. It was perfect timing because we got there at the exact same time.

"Hey babe!" I said, hugging Zak tightly.

"Hey Em. How are you?" Zak asked, returning my embrace.

"I'm alright. How about yourself? Are you enjoying New York?"

"Pretty good and I'm loving it! Definitely on my list of places to live someday."

I followed Zak inside to a small corner table. We took our seats and a wave of nausea washed over me again. I sucked in a deep breath and shook it off. I wasn't going to get sick in front of Zak.

"You okay, Em?" Zak asked, watching her carefully.

"...Yeah...yeah...Fine. Just a little queezy. That's all."

"Uh-huh. Okay. Odd question. Have you had any weird cravings lately? Like, wanting to eat cheetos and coffee flavored ice cream at midnight." I stared at Zak for a split second before my gaze shifted to my hands. what she just suggested actually made my stomach growl lightly.

"Um...That sounds really good actually..." I confessed, "And sometimes chocolate covered bacon...Oh! Oranges, too."

"Emma. You hate oranges."

"No I don't."

"Yes, you do. Next question. Recently have you been waking up feeling naucious? Like you are going to throw up?"

"Yeah, and now that you mention it, I did this morning. Threw up in the bathroom." I didn't know where she was going with this but I could tell it wasn't going to be a good question.

"Okay. Last question. How long since your last period?"

"Oh, wow Zak. That's just a bit personal." I slightly blushed and glanced around to see if anyone had been listening to us.

"Oh, just answer the question, Emma!"

"I don't know. A few weeks maybe."

"Okay. Come on."

Zak stood up and pushed her chair in, motioning for me to follow. Hesitantly I got up and followed her. "Where are we going?" I asked, hurrying to keep up. In all honesty I was scared of where she was taking me.

"You'll see," Zak replied, leading me down the street to a small pharmacy. I stood in front of the store for a moment before Zak drug me inside, glancing, almost searching for something. She grabbed a small, blue, rectangular box off a shelf, walked up to the counter, handed the cashier a ten and told him to keep the change. She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bathroom. When we stood in front of the door I had the box shoved into my hands.

"You. Bathroom. Now. Go!" she commanded.

"A pregnancy test?!" I shrieked. Why on Earth would I need a pregnancy test? I had times when I wouldn't get my period for some time but I didn't expect that Zak would assume.

"Go!" Zak said, pushing me through the door. She followed me in and stood by one of the sinks. I went in one of the stalls and came out holding the test in my fingers. I set it on the sink ledge and Zak started the timer.

"How long till we know?" I asked nervously. It's not that I didn't want kids. To be honest I wanted to have kids. I just needed to know if I was or not.

"Ten to fifteen minutes," Zak replied, watching the clock.

The minutes ticked by slowly, feeling like hours. Thoughts about having kids flowed through my mind and when the test finally was ready, I jumped up. I focused my attention to a tiny little pink plus sign showed up on the test, prompting me to scream.

"Oh my God! I'm having a baby!" I yelled as Zak smiled and gave me a hug. I was pregnant. I was going to be a mom.

"I'm so happy for you, Em. Now comes the hard part. Telling people. And I can only imagine how Rollins will take this..." A strong look of horror washed over my face. Rollins reacted roughly to hearing that Rachel was pregnant and he didn't even work with her. He is going to hate me.

"I need to tell Chris."

Zak stared at me and smiled. "We can go to John Hopkins anytime you want okay? I don't want you calling him and telling him over the phone or Skype or whatever else that he is going to be a Daddy. You hear me?" I nodded and soon headed back to work. Josh was out for the day and Jack and Logan were in their office doing who knows what. I had curled up in my chair and called my mother.

"Hello?" my mom answered.

"Mom?"

"Emma?"

"Yea, uh I have a bit of news. I'm pregnant..."