To The Ocean (COMPLETED)

Chapter Fourteen - Five Years Later

Thinking back to how me and James fell in love brought a smile to my face as I sat waiting in the bathroom. We had shortly gotten married a year and a half later. Daniels feelings still haven't disappeared and that worried James. I told him that Daniel would never do anything drastic about it but he still was concerned.

I sat on the sink and looked down at the little white strip in my hand. In my mind I didn't know if I wanted it to be a plus or a minus. Time ticked by slowly and I waited and waited. James was downstairs talking to his parents at the time so I thought it would be a perfect time to finally take a pregnancy test. I had even mailed Julia all that has been happening here and we have been talking ever since. She wanted to know asap if I was pregnant or not but the truth is it has been about a year and still nothing. I sighed and closed my eyes. I didn't even know if James wanted to have children. We have never talked about it and I never brought it up.

I opened my eyes and looked down at the strip in my hand. A plus was on it plain as day. My heart stopped and my hand shot to my mouth. It was positive. I screeched and jumped up and down in the bathroom. I threw away the white strip and walked out into the room. It was about five in the morning and James's footsteps were coming up the stairs. I walked to the window and stared out of it as I ran over what I would say to him. The door opened and I could hear James sigh with happiness when he saw me.

I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he hugged me from behind. His lips gently kissed the side of my neck and my eyes fluttered shut. I turned around in his arms and wrapped my hands around his neck. He kissed me quickly but in no time I was pressed against the wall and short of breath. He smirked and looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"It's pretty early in the morning, you know."

I smiled.

"I know."

He kissed me and between kisses he spoke in a soft whisper.

"I have to tell you something important."

I looked at him but his face wasn't it's happy self. It looked almost disappointed. I frowned and he sighed heavily. "I have to leave. I need to be a sort  of- ambassador in a different area. It's a two year thing and I have to leave in three days."

I looked at him in shock but pushed it away.

"Should I start to arrange things in our schedule so we can leave or should-"

"The thing is, you can't come with. I'm suppose to go alone."

My heart stopped. He smiled and tried to calm me down by reassuring that it was going to be okay but all I did was push him away. He looked at me in shock and realized that something was wrong. It wasn't just because he was going away that I was acting like this. His eyes scanned mine but I didn't think I had the heart to tell him. I hugged him instead and he sighed.

"I'm going to miss you. You sure you have to go alone?"

He smiled.

"These past five years have gone by in a blink of a eye. The next to will be like a second, I promise."

I gave him a weak smile and he went on to pack his things. The day went by in a flash and soon I was laying in bed as James slept peacefully next to me. My mind raced on about what I was going to do and how was I going to tell him. My stomach lurched and I quickly ran to the bathroom and puked up a stomach full before heading back to bed. James hadn't moved a muscle. The next two days I barely saw or talked to James. It was like all he was doing was getting ready to leave me. Every time I went to tell him about the pregnancy he interested saying that he would be fine alone and that I really didn't need to go with.