I need to tell Jack what I've found out, but I need him to be home soon... I can't do this without him.
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Jack's POV
I got a letter from Becca, and I'm shocked to say the least. I'll try and be home as soon as possible, but I just got to Korea. I will definitely not be home until after Christmas unless this war ends. Which it doesn't look like it will anytime soon. I need to be there for her right now, for them.
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You see Becca wrote me a letter saying what she found out... she's pregnant. Two months now, In October Three. I got the letter on my birthday, I guess it's a good surprise. But this is not good timing for a baby to be born... She's due sometime in April. Which I hope to be back around February. I feel so bad for not being there for her, and our unborn child. I'm scared, I'm going to have to go back to war a few months after being home. I want to be with my family, not be out here killing people... I just hope Becca and the baby will be okay.
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Becca's POV
A baby, that's a lot to handle. Especially going through this pregnancy on my own, I hope Jack can make it back home for the last month at least. I'll be staying in the house and writing my book for awhile though, so at least I don't have to go outside to work... I just really wish Jack was here.
February
This is so hard without him, my feet and swollen, everything hurts. It's so hard, especially alone. He said he would be back soon, but I don't think he will be. I cry myself to sleep every night, it's terrible thinking he could be killed. Then I would have to raise this child alone. I don't think I could do that, I'm not totally fit to be a mother. I've been through so much, but that would be hard... But I know Jack will come back for us.
I decorated the nursery, little animals all over. I don't want o know the gender until Jack comes back.
He's missed so much, the baby kicking, my growing belly... A couple is supposed to experience that together, not apart...
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Jack's POV
I'm headed home on a plane right now, I'm going to surprise Becca. I feel so bad, a couple is supposed to experience all this together. But I haven't been there for Becca and the baby.. I feel like I've already failed as a father.
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I step off the plane and step foot back in America. Memories flash back through my head, the first time I kissed Becca at the dance.. when I proposed to her, when we got married. It feels like that happened thousands of years ago. I take a cab to our penthouse. I walk up to the door and take a deep breath. Then I twist my keys in the door and step in...
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My wife sleeps on the couch as I walk in. She looks so beautiful, and I see the baby bump. It makes it real, I'm going to be a father soon... I walk over to her and stroke her hair.
"I'm home." I whisper in her ear.
She jolts up, clearly shocked.
"Jack!" She exclaims, and throws her arms around my neck. We hug, and then we passionately kiss. It's been awhile seen I kissed her. I missed her so much."Your home." She sobs into my chest, "I've missed you so much Jack."
"I've missed you to angel." I whisper. Holding her close.Then I pull away and bend down next to her growing belly.
"Hello baby, I'm your daddy, I can't wait to miss you." I whisper, I know how happy Becca is right now. I've missed her smile, I miss calling her angel.
War takes a lot from you, we've both experienced that.I stand up and kiss her forehead. "I'm going to make some chocolate chip pancakes, want some?" I ask.
"Is that even a question?" She jokes.
I'm so happy to be home.
April, Becca's POV
It's been so amazing having Jack back home. It's so awesome watching his face light up when I have him feel the baby kick. I'm due any day now. The pregnancy is so much better with Jack here, it's actually not terrible anymore. He does anything to make me feel better. He works the company from home most days, so he's basically always here.
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Today I'm going to the publisher by myself, I've finished my book. It's so hard writing all of my childhood trauma down, you relieve the terrible memories every word you right. I haven't been feeling to well today, but it's probably just late pregnancy pains.
Anyway I hand the publisher the book, it goes up to when Alec got shot... "Nice work Rebecca, it will be published in a few months." He explains. I nod happy... But then a pain strikes me, I should get home. I take a cab back home, I make it to the penthouse door, but I collapse in pain.
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Jack runs out, "Bec we need to get you to the hospital." I hear him say, but then I black out.
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Jack's POV
I was so scared when Becca blacked out, still am. I picked her up and set her in my car. Then I spend off to the hospital as fast as possible. I guess the doctors had to do an emergency c-section. I just hope Becca and the baby are alright...
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The doctor is walking up, "Mr. Pines?" "The baby is okay, but your wife is in critical condition.." She explained.
"My wife is going to be okay right?" I ask, I'm freaking out.
"I'm not sure, she's not doing very well right now, go ahead and go in." The doctor tells me. I run in and gasp.She looks so pale, she looks so terrible. Her beautiful eyes are shut, and black circles surround them. Her face appears sunken. She looks like death. I drop to my knees and hold her hand. I can't even feel her touch anymore, it's like she's not there.
I sob into the hospital bed and plead with god.
"Please, please, don't let her die. She's everything, this baby needs her. She's been through so much, she's deserves to be happy with her baby. Please god, take my life, I'll do anything." I plead, tears fall down my face.
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Then I feel her hand squeeze mine. "I'm here Jack, I'm not going anywhere." She whispers. I look up and smile at her, she wipes my tears. "Go see our baby." She whispers again. I do as she says, I walk to up to the glass, where all the babies are.
The nurse hands me a little baby, my baby.
A little girl, she looks at me. She looks just like her mother, so beautiful. A year falls down my face as she grabs my finger. I'm a father now... a father. I walk back into Becca's hospital room and smile at Becca. Then I set our daughter into her arms, and watch her face light up.
"What should we name her?" She asks.
"Beverly" I say, "Bev for short." I gush.
"I love it." She whispers.
Then we watch our baby daughter smile.
Right now I can only imagine all the good days, but little do I know some bad days are coming fast...

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Holocaust Girl
Historical FictionRebecca (Becca) Alder was only ten years old when the war first started. She witnessed her parents slaughtered in front of her. Can she survive? Can she find a new life, and maybe even love? Mature. *In the process of being revised and edited*