mine - j.g

forty three;

two months later

gilinsky;

isabelle was coming home today, luckily. days were a lot longer without her. and a lot more stressful.

she'd also been acting very strange on the phone, which made me wonder what was going on. she always would say she loved me first, but lately, it's stopped. i don't exactly know why, and in all honesty, i don't know if i want to know.

i've been waiting in the vehicle for about thirty minutes now, due to the horrific idea of being late and not finding a parking spot. people are so uptight, i don't want to have to deal with someone angry because i "stole their spot" or whatever.

there was suddenly a knock at the passenger window. when i look over, isabelle's standing there, covering her face from the crowding photographers.

she quickly gets in once i've unlocked the door, and after she placed her luggage in the back seat.

"hey baby." i say, leaning in to kiss her.

she kisses me back eagerly, "fuck i've missed you."

being taken back by her words, i lean back to examine her face, "why so eager, huh?"

"i've missed you." she innocently repeats, "is that so hard to believe?"

"nope." i smile, taking her chin and bringing her lips back to mine.

"hey jack? can we go back to the house now? there's kind of something important i have to talk to you about." she breaks the kiss, explaining her plan to me.

"alright." i shrug, settling back into my seat and turning on the egnition.

> >

i was standing at the stove, when two arms suddenly wrapped around my torso.

"can we talk now?" isabelle asks from behind me. she kisses my shoulder, as i turn around and grab her waist.

"yeah, what's up?" i ask. she looks up at me, nervousness written all over her face.

"uh, okay. so i know you've realized how weird i've been acting. johnson's updated me on your rants about how i'm acting distant, and whatever. but, there is a reason, jack. it's not something i can hide from you, like at all. you have to know." she takes a deep breath, my mind begins to race at what she's going to say.

she better not of cheated.

fuck, if she cheated.

"what is it?" i curiously ask, slightly rushing her.

once again, she takes a breath, "um, last month i realized i hadn't got my period. and then i remembered, the last day of us being together before i had to go for that photo shoot, and i felt bad since i was going to miss your release party."

"yeah?" i ask, still not understanding what she's hinting at.

"and well, i told lyza.. and she freaked about me missing my period. you know, since she's like a mom to me. so, she made me go to the hospital. and well, you're gonna be a dad." she told me, looking down immediately.

"y..you're pregnant?!" i yell.

"don't be angry." she whispers, slightly backing away from me.

"i'm not angry, that's the last thing i would be. i'm so happy! you're going to be a mom. i'm going to be a dad. we're starting a family!" i pick her up, passionately kissing her.

"wait." i realize, "you're off limits from me for nine months..."

"jack!" she scolds, "don't think about that."

"well, it's true." i shrug. she shakes her head, laughing.

"i love you." i mumble.

"i love you, too." she smiles, kissing my lips once again.

i'm beyond happy for this second chance.