I've been in Belfast now for nearly 8 weeks and today is the final day of filming, i still can't believe i landed this part. Everything is going well, Amelia seems to have taken the bee out of her bonnet and we've been happier since we had the heart to heart before i left. We've taken a break from filming for lunch, as i'm filling up my coffee my phone rings. Grabbing it from my pocket i smile when i look at the screen, Amelia. "Hi...i have some news" she exclaims not giving me a second to say hello. "You do?" i reply, as i worry my lip between my teeth wondering what it could possibly be. "I'm pregnant Jamie, you're going to be a dad." I can feel the colour draining from my face and my jaw hitting the floor. Not possible, nope, no way i think to myself. Amelia is on the pill and we always use condoms as well. I start to get lost in my thoughts forgetting Amelia is still on the line "Jamie" she says quietly. "how?" i reply, its all i can say. "I don't know, but we're going to be parents isn't that great?" she sounds like she is bouncing off the walls with happiness. I hear the director calling us back to set "Amelia....i need to go back on set. I'll be home tonight and we can talk okay?" I hang up and head back to set looking like i have seen a ghost.
On the flight home, i have time to think. I'm going to be a dad. I guess i had assumed we'd start a family at some point after we were married, but not so soon. I begin to wonder what people will think...i've got Amelia pregnant and we aren't even married yet. God i wasn't even 100% a wedding was going to happen a few weeks ago. I must have got lost in my thoughts because the captain is now announcing we are landing at Heathrow.
On the short journey home, i start to plan in my head what i am going to say to Amelia, secretly hoping she has calmed her excitment down a little so we can have a serious talk. I make my way into our flat, finding her on the sofa watching some god awful soap "hey you" i say smiling "let me put my bags away and grab a beer and we can chat about the news you sprung on me earlier" she looks at me and just shrugs. Once i've dropped my bags off in the bedroom and grabbed a beer, i settle on the sofa, pulling her into me, her back to my front and kiss her head. "we should move the wedding forward, the earliest the venue has a cancellation" i say on a sigh. She turns around, now sitting in my lap "what? are you sure?" she says with a huge smile on her face. "yes, i'm sure. What will people think. I've gotten you pregnant before we are even married" She runs her hand along my jaw and gives me a chaste kiss on the lips "i'll call and sort everything tomorrow" she smiles. I push her gently off me and tell her that i'm going to head to bed, i've had a long day and i'd like nothing better than to be sleeping.
In bed, staring at the ceiling unable to sleep i start to smile. I'm going to have a little human that is part of me, that i have created. I finally start to drift off and sleep takes hold as i dream of what my son or daughter will be like.
