16: Telling Gemma

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"Hey, baby," Gemma says when she sees Jessa walk through the office door. Because of her motherly instinct, immediately Gemma could tell something was off about Jessa. "What's wrong?" She questions. Jessa lets out a sigh as she sits down. "You're gonna flip your shit when I tell you this," She says. Gemma smirks. "Oh, am I now? What's up, baby?" Jessa sucks in another deep breath. "I'm, uh, pregnant, and it's Hap's," Jessa was staring down at her lap as she spoke, but when Gemma went totally silent, she looked up, to see her mother with a smile on her face. "Why would I be mad about that?" Gemma asks. "I'm so happy for you, baby," Gemma pulls Jessa in for a tight hug, and Jessa couldn't help but smile. "Why did you think I'd 'flip my shit' over this?" Gemma asks her. Jessa shrugged her shoulders. "Because Jax did," She says quietly. Gemma scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Jax just wants to protect you," She says. "You know he isn't a big fan of you having any sort of relationship with any guy, but especially Hap, it seems," Jessa laughs, nodding in agreement. "I guess I should've thought about that. I'm just so fucking scared, ma, what if I'm not cut out to be a mother?" Gemma sits back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest. "Baby, nobody is cut out to be a mother," She says. "I mean, I wasn't, and you and Jax turned out just fine,"

'Yeah, that's why Jax had a baby with a crack addict, and now I'm having one with a guy who's called "The Killa"' Jessa simply nods her head. "Yeah, I guess you're right," She says. Gemma smirks. "Aren't I always?" She says. "So, I take it since Jax knows, so does Hap?" Jessa nodded again, remembering the events of the night before and Happy's reaction. "What did he say when you told him?" Gemma questions. Jessa sighed. "He, lost it for a second, and I think he's pissed, but I don't really know. He's hard to read, and he won't tell me how he's feeling,"

-A Little While Later-

Gemma watched as Jessa went into the clubhouse, and seconds later Clay appeared in the office. "Jessa okay?" He asks her. Gemma sighs, turning to face him. "She's pregnant," She says. Clay's eyes widen. "Pregnant?' He questions. "With Happy?" Gemma nods her head. "Yeah, Jax is pissed, and we don't really know how Hap's feeling," She says. Clay chuckles. "Oh, I'm sure he's more pissed than Jax,"

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As Jessa walked into the clubhouse, she silently thanked God when she saw Tara was still there with Abel. "Hey, how are you feeling?" Tara asks her as she approaches. Jessa shrugs her shoulders, pressing a kiss to Abel's forehead. "I just told Gemma," She says. Tara raises an eyebrow. "Yeah? How did that go?" Jessa smiles at Abel as she spoke. "She was surprisingly calm," She says. "She said she's happy for me," Jessa, Tara and Abel sit down on the couch. "How did things go with Happy after we left last night?" Tara questions. Jessa sighs. "I think he's pissed, but it's kinda hard to tell with him," She says, glancing over to where Happy stood with Juice. "How about Jax? What did he say when you left?" Tara chuckles, remembering the night before when she and Jax had arrived back at their house. "He doesn't understand why you told me first instead of him," She says. "I had to explain to him that I was the one who convinced you to take the pregnancy tests,". Jessa chuckles. "Goddamn, our family is fucked up," she says, looking down at her hands. Tara laughs, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, it is,"

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"She's pregnant?" Juice questions. "Jesus, man," Happy nods his head. "I don't know what the fuck to do, brother," he says, glancing over at Jessa, who still sat with Tara and Abel. "She told Gem today, too. It didn't seem real until now," Juice gives Happy a sympathetic look, following his gaze over to where Jessa sat. Even though she wasn't particularly happy, pun intended, about her situation, she had this glow about her. Juice chalked it up to being a usual thing that happened to women when they were pregnant. "Well, have fun with nine months of aggravating mood swings and weird-ass cravings, brother,"

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