Always (Wolves of Mercy Falls fanfiction)

Chapter 13

Sam's POV:

Just the thought scared the crap out of me.

Surely it couldn't be true. No way.

I mean I was willing to go to the doctor just to be sure but I really didn't believe it. I mean it literally wasn't possible. We had been totally careful, hadn't we-

"Sam? Any thoughts?" Cole interrupted my mental babble.

"Oh, sorry what? I tuned out," I stared at him blankly.

"Obviously. Off with the fairies again?" He joked.

"If you're implying what I think you're implying." I threatened.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Anyway, as I was saying, who do you think should go in with Grace?"

"Well, hate to burst you're bubble but its gonna be me," I said strictly "This is about me and Grace so I'm going in with her."

"Yeah, I get it." He said walking around to his side of the car and getting in. Grace was already in the car chatting away to Isabel looking as though they were already caught up after the several weeks they had spent apart. I pulled open one of the doors into the backseat and got in next to Grace.

"Hey, Isabel. How you been?"

"Sam," She greeted me "I've been okay, but I hear Grace here hasn't."

"Yeah, she hasn't been too well," I said wrapping my arm around her waist. "But she's gonna be better soon." I said determinedly.

"Mmm, I sure hope so." She said leaning into me. I feasted my chin on the top if her head and nothing else was said for the rest of the drive.

***

"So, just to be clear, can you tell me what your symptoms are?" The doctor asked.

"Morning sickness and sleepiness. And I only want to eat certain things." Grace recited.

"Mmm. That sounds like a pregnancy," The doctor confirmed. "I'm going to give you a test anyway, okay? Do you know how to use one?" She asked.

"Uh, yes." Grace said uncomfortably.

"Okay, there's a bathroom just down the hall, I'll show you to it." The doctor said getting up.

I was left sitting in the room as Grace walked down the hall about to change our future, I had yet to decide whether the change would be good or bad.

The doctor returned a few seconds later and sat in the chair in front of the desk, completely ignoring me. About two minutes later she turned and looked at me before sucking in her breath and saying, "She thinks she is you know. And I think she is too. That test is going to be positive," She said, not harshly, "Do you think you can handle a baby?"

"I don't know," I replied honestly, "I know that I love Grace very much and if we were to have a baby it would be loved very much. I think we could do it. Maybe. With the support of our friends and her parents-," I stopped my sentence short disturbed by the thought of Grace's parents. "Oh God. Grace's parents. How will we tell them? They're going to go crazy," Just at that moment Grace walked through the door. Her face was red and her eyes puffy from crying. "Oh, Grace. Are you okay Angel?"

"It's positive, Sam. I'm pregnant." She said miserably.

"I'll give you two a moment." The doctor said.

"That'd be good, thanks." I said

Once she'd left the room Grace hurriedly moved toward me and wrapped her arms around me tightly, "Sam, I'm pregnant," She repeated, "I've got our baby in here," She touched her stomach, "We can't raise a baby, Sam. We're not ready. God, how did this even happen? We were always careful." She said exasperatedly.

"I'm so sorry. I guess the condom must have broken or there was that one time when we didn't use one."

"Oh, God, yeah. I totally forgot about that."

It was silent for a little while with us just holding each other before Grace suddenly said, "Sam, I'm going to have to have an abortion."

"What?!" I said outraged at the idea "No, Grace you can't. Just think about, that little baby in there is ours. Some me and some you. It'd be the most perfect baby in the world, with you as it's mum. Please Grace, let's think about this. This is going to change our lives." I said, pleading. I believed in fate and if Grace was pregnant we were meant to have this child.

"Sam, I was just starting to think that our lives were perfect. I wanted it to stay that way. You're right, this will change everything, and I'm not sure if I want that. I love you, and I already love what this baby could be but it's just going to be so hard." Grace said, her face showing the way she was feeling torn.

I lowered my mouth to hers and gave her a gentle, reassuring kiss, "I love you Grace Brisbane, with all my heart. Please. Lets try this. I know we're young but we can do it, I'm sure; that baby couldn't be loved more. It's our new adventure."

"Oh Sam," Grace said reluctantly, "Okay. We can do this." She sounded like she was trying to convince herself.

"Yes, we can," I leaned down and planted another kiss on her lips, "Let's get the doctor back in to finish her exam on you."

***

About twenty minutes later we walked out of the building and towards Cole's car hand in hand, not quite ready to break the news to Isabel and Cole.

I pulled open the door into the backseat and let Grace get in before following her into the car.

"So. How'd it go?" Cole asked bluntly.

"Uh, good." I answered trying to avoid the root of the question.

"That's good." Cole started the engine and started driving. There was awkward silence for several minutes.

"Ohmigod, would someone just tell me if Grace is pregnant or not?!" Isabel yelled, obviously becoming impatient.

"Yeah, I think that's a good way of putting it." Cole agreed.

Grace sighed heavily, "Yes." Was all she said.

"Huh? What do you mean 'Yes'? Are you pregnant or not?" Isabel asked.

"Yes, I am." Grace allowed.

There was a very long silence. "When are you going back for the abortion?" Isabel quizzed.

"I'm not. We're keeping it."

"WHAT?!" Isabel screeched, "Are you joking? You're both just going to throw away your futures like that? You're way to young to raise a child."

"Isabel, it's none of our business." Cole said softly.

Isabel was silent for a few minutes before she added, "When are you going to tell your parents? And how? Oh God, they're going to go off their heads."

"Look we're doing this. We already understand that there'll be hard bits, but we're having a baby. Grace is pregnant. You could be a little more supportive, we're going to need support." I spoke up for the first time since we'd entered the car. Cole cut the engine and I was surprised to find that we were home already.

I jumped out of the car and offered Grace my hand and she got out too. I gently pulled her toward the house and unlocked the front door. We immediately headed upstairs toward our shared bedroom.

Grace sat on the bed and said, "Okay, we need to come up with a plan about how we tell my parents." She said grimly.

Hell, this wasn't a good start.