Love In the O.R •Jackson Avery•

Chapter 12

Samantha's POV

I sit silently in the crowded cafeteria with April, my head resting on my palm as I pick at the food on my tray. It had been almost two weeks since I found out I was pregnant- 13 1/2 weeks to be exact, meaning I was just finishing my first trimester.....and I still have yet to tell Jackson.

"So when are you planning on telling Jackson?" April asks as I take a bite of my salad, feeling the small cherry tomato burst in my mouth, swallowing before answering her. "I don't know," I say with a shrug of my shoulder. I know I should have told him the moment I found out but you can imagine my position. Getting engaged a few weeks before to now finding out I was pregnant, it's been a couple of crazy weeks. 

"I mean you have to tell him. He'll be so excited and will probably throw the biggest and most expensive baby shower! Ooh! Ooh! And imagine how Katherine will feel..." My mouth dries at the thought of Katherine Avery. She's a very intimidating woman so knowing her reaction to the pregnancy scares me. "I'll see you later April," I mumble while giving her a small smile silently telling her that I wasn't mad at her but it was my hormones. I grab my food tray and get up, throwing the rest of my lunch away before walking out of the cafeteria. I unclip my pager from my scrubs pocket and page Arizona a 9-1-1 and that I'd meet her up in Peads.

"Sammie! I got your 9-1-1, what's up?" I wearily glance around at the people around me before dragging her into an empty room, shutting both the door and blinds. "I need an ultrasound," Arizona's brows furrow at my statement. "Why? Are you okay? You don't have any internal bleeding or inflammation do you?" I shrug my shoulders, gently rocking back and forth on my feet as I wring my hands together nervously. "Well...if you considered being pregnant as my uterus being inflamed then yeah, I guess," Her mouth drops. 

Why do I have a feeling that a lot of people are going to have that reaction when I tell them?

 "Wait, are you serious?!" I nod happily before I'm engulfed in her arms. "Oh, Sam, I'm so happy for you and Jackson!" She rubs my back, slightly pulling me away at arm's length. "How's Jackson feeling about it?" I give a nervous chuckle while shifting my feet. "That's the thing...I haven't exactly told him yet," Her eyes bulge, and before she can say anything else I spring into action trying to back up my reasons. "I wanted to get a quick ultrasound first before telling him. I just want everything to run smoothly cause I don't want him to be disappointed in me if I have a miscarriage," She nodded in understanding and gestured for me to sit on the bed. I do as told, lifting my scrub top and pulling my pants down so they sit low on my hip bones. Arizona squirts the cold blue gel onto my lower stomach, my breathing hitching as I anticipate her discoveries. 

She's quiet for a few minutes, her eyes searching the screen before a soft smile graces her face. "Well?" I bite my lip, watching as she turns to face me, her once small grin spreading out across her face. "Congratulations Sammie," I rest my forearm over my eyes trying to stop the tears from flowing freely as I let out a deep breath. "You're almost at 14 weeks," Arizona says while printing out my sonogram pictures.

 I take the pictures from her outstretched hand, my gaze softening as I run my unpainted finger over the large white blimp in the middle of the black-and-white picture that was bigger than the average size of a normal fetus at 14 weeks. This just felt so surreal. Not even a month has passed since Jackson proposed and now I find out I'm pregnant...it's an overwhelming feeling but I wouldn't change it for the world. 

"Do you want me to get Jackson for you?"

"Yes, please."

Arizona hands me a towel to clean up my stomach, patting my thigh before leaving the room to get me, my fiancé. 

A few minutes later the door slams open to reveal Jackson who was short of breath. "Sam, what's wrong? Are you okay? Arizona wouldn't tell me what was wrong!" He fires out all these questions and doesn't give me a chance to answer any of them. "Jackson, baby, breathe," I coo, reaching my hand out for him to take to draw him closer to me and sit down on the bed. "I'm fine...more than fine actually," I grin happily before cupping his stubbly jaw and bringing his hips lips to mine. I could feel Jackson's confusion radiating off of him as we kissed. I peck his lips one last time before pulling away. "Not that I'm complaining about that, but what's going on? I'm so confused."

"Do you remember the night you proposed? We were lying down on the floor all cuddled up talking about our future children," Jackson nods, his brows furrowed meaning he was still confused. I swear sometimes men are not always the brightest. "Well we're going to be having a little Jordan or a little Caroline," I shove the picture in his face, his head jerking back some to look at the sonogram. His clear blue eyes water, widening slightly asking the silent question if this is true or not to which I nod my head before I'm scooped up in his arms as his tears leak onto my dark navy blue scrubs. He eventually pulls back from my shoulder revealing his now slightly puffy and red eyes, making his blue eyes look even brighter. I kiss his cheek while wiping his tears away with the pads of my thumbs, his arms tightening around my waist as he pulls me to sit on his lap. Jackson stays quiet for the next 10 minutes, his tears eventually stopping as he continues to cradle me. 

"How far along are you?" Jackson asks while tightening his arms around my body, his large tan hand rubbing gently across my protruding stomach over my scrubs. "I'm almost 14 weeks meaning she can squint, frown, grimace, pee, and possibly suck her thumb," A large smile makes its way onto his beautiful face, his blue eyes crinkling slightly on the ends as he takes one of his hands to caress my head. "She? You think it's a girl?" I shrug my shoulders continuing to smile. 

"I'm not sure, it's just a feeling...mother's intuition or whatever they call it," I laugh while placing a kiss on his lips. 

"Who would've thought, engaged and pregnant less than a month apart from each event," Jackson pauses, nibbling on his lip as he gazes at me thoughtfully, "now we just need to tell my mom," My mouth parts as the realization hits. 

"Shit."