Moonlight | T.H | bk2

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two years earlier,

i walked through the small one story house looking for my hospital bag. i scratched my head feeling completely lost in my own house. "i swear i put it on the rocking chair!" i groaned aloud to myself. just then a huge wave of pain shot up my back. i clutched onto the white fleece blanket that was draped over my forearm. "sabrina i found it! it was in the crib!" harrison rushed into the living room. "holy shit another one?" i heard him gasp dramatically. "mmhm, but it's fine, only braxton hicks." i grinned weakly. "fine my ass, your doctor said that next time you get those hicks it may not be hicks right!?" harrison scolded me lightly as he helped me leave my home.

i glanced back at the house zach bought me. we lived not to far from the hotel where zach still occasionally sleeps. harrison opened the car door for me and hurried me in. another wave of pain shot up my back and i dug my nails into harrison's palm. "ah ah- okay oaky let's go!" harrison hissed with pain. i nodded my head and whispered a sorry. as harrison started driving us towards the hospital i sent zach a text message from the phone he bought me. i rolled my eyes from his "oh ok. see you tonight." usual reply. i threw my phone down on the floor board and rubbed my baby bump to calm me down. "hey, who needs him right?" harrison said happily. i turned my head and glared at him, "not now haz." my voice came out as a grunt. "i'm just saying, if his real daddy would be here then-" i cut him off by screaming from pain. harrison sent me an apologetic smile and kept driving.

i looked out the window and thought about my pregnancy journey. it all pretty much started after zach had put the thought in my head. he practically shouted that i was acting pregnant walking into the families meetings. thankfully he didn't say it loud enough for anyone to hear. but after that meeting i asked zach to give me space so i can get a test. and sure enough all three came back positive. at first i was thinking of all my options, with mark coleman still on the run, to being engaged to a man i absolutely did not love, and then having tom's child. i didn't think i could do it.

i remember the day that changed my mind entirely. i was five months along and for some reason zach was yet again gone in the middle of the night, craving an oreo milkshake, i made the decision to head to the gas station. i remember being inside watching my shake being made by the machine when i felt a tap on my shoulder. instinctively i froze fearing for my life, but this time i feared for tiny human inside of me. i slowly turned my head and from the corner of my eye i saw sam. i quickly turned around without thinking and pulled him into a hug. "whoa did not know we were this close!" he chuckled out. i sheepishly pulled away, "no no! this is nice," he hummed pulling me back into an embrace.

"sam where did you run off to-" i froze hearing that voice and pulled away from sam. "sabrina, you. uh you're.." harrison tried to put the words together. sam back away and looked down, his eyes wide. "yeah, i'm- i'm pregnant." i said rubbing the baby bump. we were quiet for a few seconds until the dinging of the milkshake machine startled us- mostly me. "is it zachory's!" sam blurted out still glued to the bump on my body. i saw harrison pinch his nose and shake his head. i hung my mouth open not sure what to say. what if they tell tom it's his? what if they tell tom it's not! i turned red all over and stepped backwards. "sam go back to the car and see if there's been any updates on that guys location." harrison sighed.

"but- but i want to know!" sam whined like a baby. "just go!" harrison retorted back. sam waved by to me before stomping off and mocking harrison's words. i pressed my palm to my forehead, "thank you." i smiled sweetly. "nah don't mention it." he grinned placing his hands on his hips. i took out my milkshake, i could feel my mouth drooling. "so where is that thing of yours?" harrison chuckled lightly following me to the cashier. "honestly i do not know, and i don't really care." i smirked pulling out my wallet. before i could put money down on the counter i saw harrison slide his card.