Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

It's been three months since that night with Roxy. I get up this morning and the first thing I do is run to the bathroom sick. "You okay babe?" Hap asked as he brings Vin to me. "I think so." I say. I rinse my mouth out and take Vin from Hap. "Morning buddy." I say. He snuggles me like he always does. I carry him into the kitchen and put him in his highchair and get his cereal and pour it onto his tray. I start breakfast and lean over the trash can getting sick again. "Babe, maybe you should call the sitter to watch him and go to the doctor." Hap says. "Yeah." I say simply. I finish making breakfast and get the kitchen cleaned up. "Come by the shop and let me know what they say." Hap says and I just nod. "Hey. You okay?" he asked. "Yeah. I'm good babe. Be safe. Love you." I say. "Love you." he kisses me before kissing the top of Vin's head and heading out the door.

I walk into St Thomas a little later and see Janie in the hallway. "Lacey. What are you doing here?" she asked. "I started getting sick this morning and Happy wanted me to get checked out." I tell her. "Well, I'm taking my lunch. Come on and let's get you checked out." she says. We head in to see Dr Lane and she does blood work after checking me out. "Well, Mrs Lowman, it looks like the reason you aren't feeling well is that you are pregnant." she tells me. I look at her shocked and Janie hugs me. "Congrats Lacey." she tells me and I start smiling. She pulls an ultrasound machine over and puts the cold gel on my stomach and moves the wand over my stomach. Lub dub lub dub. We hear the heartbeat and I feel a tear fall down my face. She moves the wand a little more and a little blob shows up on the screen. "Looks like you are eight weeks pregnant. Congratulations." she tells me. She hands me the copies of the ultrasound pictures and leaves us to get me cleaned up. I get my prescription for the prenatals and schedule my next appointment.

Pulling up to the shop, I park and get out of the car. I walk over to the garage and see Happy working on a truck. "Hey Hap." I say, getting his attention. He looks up and says "Hey babe. How'd the doctor go?" he asked. "Uh, can we go somewhere private?" I asked. "Yeah. Let's head to the dorm." he tells me. Taking my hand, we head back to the dorm and once inside, he closes the door and locks it. "What did the doc say?" he asked. I walk to him and hand him an ultrasound picture. He looks at it and asks "We're pregnant?" he asked. "Yeah. eight weeks." I say. "Fuck yeah!" he yells. We walk back out to the main room and Chibs asks, "Take it you got good news?" he chuckles. "Hell yeah we did. My Old Lady's knocked up." he tells them. They all cheer and congratulate us. "Babe, I need to go relieve the sitter." I tell him laughing. "Take the day Hap and spend with your family." Chibs says.

We pull into the driveway, Hap pulling in behind me. We walk into the house and the sitter asked "Are you okay?" I smile at her and say "Yeah. Turns out I'm pregnant." I tell her. "That's great news. Congrats guys." she tells me. "How was he?" I asked. "Perfect as always." she tells me. "Mamamamama" Vin says and I smile. "Hey baby boy. Momma's here." I tell him as I pick him up. Happy looks at him and says "You wanna come to Daddy?" he asked, holding out his hands. Vin shakes his head no and turns his head to snuggle into my neck. "See, momma's boy." I say laughing. I walk over to the couch with Happy and we sit down. I look at Happy and he seems lost in thought. "What's up Hap?" I asked. "Just thinking about how lucky I am. Wife, kid, kid on the way. We barely knew each other and you went right into raising my kid with no questions asked." he says. "Hap, you saved me. My ex was going to kill me. Raising him was the least I could do but I wouldn't change anything. That shit I went through, brought me to you and our son and a family that I thought that I would never have." I tell him. He kisses me softly and says "I love you little girl." I snuggle into his side with Vin snuggled into me and say "Love you killa."

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