...Is More Than Enough (Something More (JSE) Sequel)

Chapter 22: Thanksgiving

Your POV:

*Phone buzzes*

D: "Good Morning, Princess!" I rolled over and smiled at the text. I'm getting more comfortable with the idea of 'us' now, but I promised Jack a year from when he came back into our lives, we still have two months left. Though, I must say, for 10 months living in the same environment, I thought we would've had more progress. He's becoming everything he wanted to be before, and everything he was as a teenager, but not the man in between that I fell in love with. I will never stop believing his memory will return one day, but I honestly don't see it happening anytime soon. Waiting is a hard game to play, and one day, we'll defeat it. But until then, I need someone to stand in for Jack as a father figure for Sam. Danny has proven to me over and over that he can do it. I think Sam knows who his real father is, I still show him pictures and videos of him every day. I know I can rely and count on Dan. That's the reason I made the deal with him in the first place. If I'm going to have someone help me watch my amnesic husband fall in love with my best friend's husband, I can't see anyone who'd better fit the position.

Y: "Good Morning! You still want me to come over today?"

D: "Of course! There's no way I'm letting you make Thanksgiving dinner all by yourself!"

Y: "Thanks, Danny. I'll see you in a bit, ok? :)"

D: "See you in a bit, Y/n. :)"

I'm really looking forward to him coming over and helping me. Everyone else will slowly come over with their own things, we're having the Grumps Thanksgiving later tonight. Mostly everyone is at their families houses, but Dan's parents are snowed in over where they live, so they won't be able to get here until tomorrow. So that's why he's able to stay with me all day. Sam was starting to wake up, so I changed his diaper, and his clothes, and got a bottle for him. I set him down on his playmat and had the film camera on the tripod, recording us just living, so when Jack finally comes out of it, he can see the two of us during our time apart. He's getting so big now. He's trying to learn how to sit up by himself, and he's showing an interest in music, just like his father. He looks like Jack, too. He has red hair that looks like is going to be curly, and he has blue his eyes. I have a picture of Jack when he was a baby, (image above) and Sam is the spitting image of him. As much as Dan wants to be with me, I hope that this sweet boy can have his Daddy soon. A knock on the door knocked me out of my heavy thinking.

"Hello!" I greeted Dan with a hug after I opened the door. Sam was laying on his belly, and started kicking his legs back when he saw Dan. I picked him up, and he was reaching for Dan's hair, so Dan took him.

"Hey, little man!"

"Dada!!" Did he just call Dan 'Dada'? Sam just said his first word! I looked at Dan, neither one of us knew how to react.

"He just said his first word!" I said, my voice breaking. Tears poured out of my eyes. Dan set Sam back on his mat, and pulled me in for a hug.

Bf/n's POV:

I woke up feeling unbelievably nauseated, again. This is the second day in a row, and my period hasn't shown up yet. I walked into the bathroom, and pulled out a pregnancy test. I know what the doctor said, but I believe in what Mark said more. There's no denying it, I definitely believe I'm pregnant this time. I took the test and waited, setting it on the tub. Part of me was saying not to be disappointed if it was negative, but only a small part. I pulled the test off the rim of the bathtub, and took a deep breath. I uncovered the test with my hand and it was... Negative. Again. I threw the test away angrily and started to cry. I just want a positive test, for once! I want to have the joy of being pregnant, just once. But, that's not seeming to be working. I think it's time to consider other options. I stood up, wiped the tears from my face, and went to go approach Mark. "Hey, babe." He turned away from the oven, as he was getting a start on Thanksgiving dinner.