Capturing Ella

(Releasing Joe) Chapter 68 - Ella

December 5th

Inevitably, I was still pissed off for Joe creeping around to go to the doctors. I think it was a stupid thing to not tell me about, and an even stupider thing that it was a long term doctor's appointment and he was creeping out every week whilst he left me to sleep. The morning after I drove to Royal Berks to get him, and to have a go at him as well, I woke up to him missing again. Patiently, I waited for another half an hour and literally minutes away from me calling him he came back through the door of our new house with bags of food to make me (what would have been) breakfast in bed and some flowers and chocolates. I felt like a bitch, but I was still annoyed at him. Jake, who knew the entire time and had to deal with me yelling at him as well for not telling me, agreed with me.

'Stop giving me that look, Ella, please.' Joe said, toothbrush in his mouth as I uncomfortably shuffled in bed.

'What look?'

'That slightly distrusting look.' He said, walking back out the room as I sighed slightly, settling myself down on the bed shaking. I didn't want our relationship to be like this in the run up to the due date of our daughter. This would be the last few weeks we would be completely alone for the bare minimum of eighteen years, and we spend the last few weeks arguing. Well, me yelling at him as he tries to calm me down.

'Joe,' I called. A few second later he came around the door, looking slightly confused. He looked amazing, in just a pair of tight fitting boxers. His chest was exposed and was starting to lose the tan he had picked up but still looked bloody amazing. He had just had a shower, and his wet brown hair was going everywhere and his bright blue eyes shone as he looked at me concerned. 'Come here,'

He did what I said, sitting beside my side of the bed, one hand on my waist, gently stroking my hip.

'What's up?'

'I am so sorry for the way I've been with you over the last three weeks, I was just scared that you didn't tell me because it was something much worse. There's no way I can even justify being so pissed off with you. You were only doing it for the baby, and I got that. I'm so sorry, Joe.' I started to cry and Joe quickly came forward and hugged me, kissing my jawbone.

'It's okay, Ella, what I did was stupid anyway. I should have told you, I don't know why I didn't, it's okay. You have every right to be pissed off with me, and you have hormones going crazy at the moment. Don't worry about it baby, it's okay. Ella, please stop crying,' Joe practically begged, hugging me tight.

'I'm so sorry,' I whispered as Joe climbed into bed with me.

'Let's both just forget it ever happened, okay?' Joe said, settling down with my laying on his chest. 'I love you, I didn't want any of this to happen,'

'I didn't either, I'm sorry,'

'Ella, it's fine baby, you're very hormonal. Just think, in under two months, we'll have the baby here,' Joe whispered, shaking his head slightly. I knew he was having trouble actually comprehending that he was going to be a Dad and it all didn't seem real whilst the reality hit me a few months back when the baby started kicking and moving – you had to believe it after that. I had set up the entire nursery and just marvelled at it for a while. Soon, very soon, our daughter would sleep in that room.

'I know,' I whispered, hand on my protruding stomach despite still being small. People always asked how any weeks I was, because I only was so small and looked about twelve weeks pregnant, maybe slightly more?

'Come on then beautiful, bed time,' Joe said, telekinetically turning off the light and settling down slightly, and kissing the crown of my head. We had both got used to going to bed at half ten, mainly because i was absolutely shattered after doing a day of work whilst pregnant. I snuggled into Joe's bare chest slightly, and was out asleep within seconds.