Married to You (Daniel Seavey)

Telling Grace

I wake up and look at Daniel next to me. I get up and get ready from the waist up. I walk past Daniel who is on his phone. He doesn't notice me and I head down to the kitchen. I make my breakfast and sit down at the table. I set up my apple computer as Daniel walks into the kitchen.

"When are we calling Grace?" He asks opening the fridge.

"In five minutes." I look over at him, he puts whatever he picked up back down and shuts the door. He runs back up the stairs. I hear a few thuds and see him come running down the stairs. He now has a shirt on and his hair looks nicer. He sits down next to me. "Three minutes left."

He sighs and I shove him a little. Grace starts calling me and I press answer.

"Hey!" I see Tom on the screen.

"Hi Tom! Where is Grace?" I question. I then see Grace in the background gently closing a door. Then she sits next to Tom.

"Hey! Sorry, I was putting the babies to bed. What was the big news?" She asks.

Daniel looks at me with a devilish grin. "Well."

"Well what?" Grace edges on. "Oh god, did you murder someone? No, kidnap someone?"

"Jesus Grace, no. This is good news!" I say.

"Then out with it." She says. I look at Daniel and nod.

"Allie and I are...expecting." He says.

"WHAT? OH MY GOD!" Grace screams and Tom echoes her. Me and Daniel laugh as they suddenly get quiet. "Are you serious?" She whisper asks us.

"Yes. 100%" I say with a huge grin on my face. Then I hear crying in the background.

"I'll be right back." Grace says rushing off. I laugh and Tom turns to us.

"I'm so happy for you guys! How far along are you?"

"About a month or so." I reply.

"Do you know how many?" Tom asks. I give him a look. "I mean, Grace and I had three."

"They aren't related, I thought." Daniel says giving me an odd look.

"They practically are." Tom says.

"I haven't heard anything more true." Daniel says. A wave of nausea comes on suddenly.

"Excuse me for a moment." I say running to the down stairs bathroom. Daniel is there with me momentarily rubbing my back and pulled my hair back. After a moment I turn to him. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. They had to go anyways." Daniel says taking a hair tie off his wrist and putting my hair in a really, really, really bad pony tail.

"Since when do you keep hair ties on your wrist?" I ask him chuckling.

"Since you became pregnant." He laughs.

"We need to work on your pony tails." I tell him.

"You can give me a lesson later. Let's finish getting ready first." He says. He picks me up in his arms and carries me up stairs.

"I'm not totally useless, ya know?" I tell him. He gently throws me on the bed and I giggle.

"Yeah, but it's more fun my way."

We finish getting ready and head to meet his parents for lunch.