I Can't Fight This Feeling - Jeffrey Dean Morgan Fanfic 18+

Chapter 41 - Home Sweet Home

A Couple of Days Later;

Emily Sanders...

What fucking bizzaro world have I woken up in?

I am pregnant! The best they can tell me is that I am about a month into said pregnancy. Of course, at the moment, my head injury is the most serious situation, but all I can focus on is that I have a human being growing inside of my tummy....I am going to be a mom.

I hadn't....we hadn't even discussed starting a family. I have never been sure that I even wanted a family, but now, my hand curling around my non~existant bump, now my mind is already changing. I mean, Jeffrey and I didn't really talk about the future ~ we just took each day as it came to us. Maybe that has to change now. We have to decide what we are going to do now ~ we only have 3 months to decide if we want this baby.

I had never given that much thought to having a baby; any thought at all actually. I know that most girls my age, either have already started their family, or had a plan in place for starting their family. It just hadn't occured to me to have that plan in place ~ given that Jeffrey was my first serious boyfriend. Jeffrey and I had both agreed to wait until we are home to talk about it ~ neither of us felt like we had much privacy in here. I know that a lot of the nurses were a little star~struck around my boyfriend, some were even unable to talk, which definitely made me smile ~ if there was ever a 'celebrity' who was down to earth, it was definitely my Jeffrey.

Speaking of, I am getting home today; but I have been ordered to another couple of days bed rest when we get home, and another full week of no work, nothing strenuous and no stress what~so~ever. I mean....they do realise that, the person who did this; is still out there and we have no idea of where she is, or how to find her. That in itself is scaring the hell out of me.

Am I safe at home? Will she be able to get to me? Is she just watching and waiting for another opportunity? What is she going to do next? Cut the breaks in my car? Follow me and shoot me? I know some people would think that I am over reacting, and I tell you now, those people can kiss my ass, they aren't the ones sitting in a hospital bed with a GOD DAMN metal plate in their head.

Jeffrey had already started with having me rest ~ he refused to allow me to help pack up my things, I had been ordered to remain in the bed with my feet up. I know that it was because the fact that I am pregnant, is exactly why they wanted me to have another couple of days in bed ~ they don't think that there has been any damage to the baby, but they simply want to cover their own backs and I can understand that.

Fuck! I am pregnant. I have a bun in the oven. I am with child.

Watching my man, as he placed my bag on the foot of the small hospital bed ~ he sauntered into the the attatched bathroom, to grab my essentials; ie; toothbrush and paste, shampoo, conditioner and body wash. I can't tell you how amazing it had felt to finally get into the shower. I don't blame the nurses, all they had been able to do was give me a bed bath and that isn't the greatest of things, there is nothing like washing yourself to know that it is done the right way.

Jeffrey walked back into the room, smiling to himself, "whats got you all happy?"

"My beautiful, gorgeous girlfriend is coming home today,"

"Who is she?" I winked at him, leaning in, his lips grazed mine as his hand absently rested on my tummy.

"Oh please, like I could ever look at another women, when you are the only woman in my world,"

"How long before I can be on you like white on rice?"

I swear, I love the sound of his laugh, he is so much more than his career and his looks, there is a kindness; deep inside him, a compassion that is embedded so deep with in him; that it has become a part of his handsome looks; it's in the eyes. There is loyalty there, a loyalty so strong that I sometimes wonder if he is bullet~proof.