Team 10

Chapter 25: 3weeks

||Jake||
I walk Paris into the doctors office and we wait there for the doctor to call us back.

Doctor: Paris Jones?

Paris: that's me.

Doctor: okay come back with me.

I look at Paris.

Jake: do you want me to come with you?

Paris: yes please.

Jake: okay.

We follow the doctor into the room.

Doctor: okay, if you'll just lay down there.

The doctor says as he points to the bed. Paris climbs on the bed.

Doctor: okay if you'll please lift up your shirt.

Paris lifts up her shirt and the doctor puts the gel on her stomach. I look at the monitor and see a little baby in her stomach.

Paris: oh my god. I'm pregnant.

Jake: is there anyway to tell who's it is?

Doctor: unfortunately it's too early in the pregnancy to tell, but you seem to be three weeks in.

Paris: oh crap.

Jake: what?

Paris: I have no ideas who's it is.

Jake: well Nate was three weeks ago...

Paris: um Jake? Can we go?

Jake: okay. Thank you doctor for everything.

Doctor: of course.

||Paris||
I want to think it's Ivan's but I don't know. If it is Ivan's... does he even want a baby? But if it's Nates I don't know if I'm going to keep it. The baby will just remind me of that day.
I walk into the room where Madeline is.

Paris: hey...

Maddi was alone.

Paris: I uh... well it's official. I'm pregnant.

Madeline: what! Do you knows who's it is?

Paris: no...

Madeline: are you going to keep it?

Paris: I think...

Madeline: even if it's... nates?

Paris: yeah, I think so, it just doesn't feel right to kill a baby.

Madeline: so no matter what... your going to keep it?

Paris: yeah. But... do I tell Ivan?

Madeline: I think you have too.

Paris: okay.

I walk into the bathroom where Ivan was, he was brushing his teeth.

Ivan: hey.

He says with his mouth full.

Paris: hey... can we talk?

Ivan: okay.

He spits out toothpaste.

Ivan: what is it?

Paris: well I'm... uh, I'm pregnant...

Ivan: wha- what?! Is it mine... or, nates?

Paris: well... I don't know, but I'm going to keep it no matter what.

Ivan: I understand. How far along are you?

Paris: 3 weeks.

Ivan: well I want you to know, no matter who's it is I'll treat it like my own.

I give him a small smile and a tear rolls down my check.

Paris: thank you.
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