Only The Goode Spy Forever

Chapter 13: The Fear

     5 months later I had been electrocuted on a mission. It was January again and Chase's 1st birthday party was just around the corner.

     I woke up in the CIA's hospital. My whole body ached. "Hey ,Gallagher Girl." I turned and saw Zach sitting in a chair. He was watching me.

     "My body is tingling all over," I told him. He smiled at me.

      "I think they've got you on some type of drug for the pain," he said. The doctor walked in. Zach stopped smiling at me and turned to look at the doctor.

       "Well hello Mr. Goode," he turned and nodded to me. "Your test results are in. Your recovery will be a quick one. We do have a few concerns about the baby that we'd like to discuss, though."

     Zach stiffened and looked up with a furrowed brow. I arched my eyebrow. I was at a loss for words. It was Zach who found his words first. "The what?" I swallowed.

     "Oh, my apologies, I thought you knew," he looked at me again. "Did you?" I slowly shook my head. My eyes were wide and I was frozen in place. The doctor raised his eyebrows and looked back at his papers. "Of course not, you're almost a month in. It's very early. I truly am sorry, I thought you knew."

     I nodded again. Zach was staring at me. I was staring at the ground. Don't get me wrong, I was excited. I was just scared. He said they had concerns. An unborn child that isn't even a month old. Something bad could have happened. Unborn babies that young should not feel the shock that I was given on that mission.

     "Thank you, doctor," Zach said, not taking his eyes off of me. The doctor nodded and took it as his sign to leave.

     "Oh, and Mr. and Mrs. Goode?" He said turning back to us. I looked back up at him. "Congratulations."

     Someone said thank you. It might have been Zach. Maybe it was me. We sat in silence for a few moments.

     "Cam?" Zach said, breaking the silence. I didn't look up. I kept my eyes glued to the floor. Zach couldn't take it anymore. He got up and hugged me. He kissed my forehead. "It's okay. That baby is a Goode. The Goode's can handle anything. We'll be okay, no matter what happens."

A tear dropped down my face. Zach took me to the front desk to check me out of the hospital. The doctor said he would call us when all of the results were in. Zach handed me my pair of sunglasses while sliding on his own. He helped me into our car and we drove off to Townsend and Abby's.

We walked through their front door. Matthew and Morgan were sitting at the counter while Abby was making dinner. Edward was holding Chase out in the living room.

"Hey guys, we're back," Zach announced. Matthew and Morgan jumped up and hugged us.

"Hi bubba, hey Cammie," they said to us. Abby turned around and smiled at us. Townsend looked up and winked at Zach.

"Hey squirt," Abby said coming to hug us. She squinted at me and put her hand on my cheek. "Something wrong?" I shook my head. Abby gave me a sad look. She could see right through me.

"How've you been?" Zach asked the twins. They replied but he wasn't really paying attention. He kept staring at Edward. Ed made a face. I shivered. Their father son telepathy was kind of scary. Ed cocked an eyebrow and walked over to me.

"What's up?" He asked. He set Chase in my arms. I smiled at his emerald green eyes. He really did look just like Zach. I held him tight, happy to be home.

"I need to talk to you," Zach said. Ed nodded and Zach cut his eyes. "Urgently." Ed's eyebrows rose. He took Zach by the arm and ushered him into the other room.

I nuzzled Chase next to me. My face fell. Ed and Zach were talking about me.

"Cammie? What's wrong?" Abby asked reading my expression.

"Nothing," I said. I placed Chase into Morgan's arms. She squealed with delight. "I just have to go check on something." Abby gave me a questioning look, but didn't pry. I walked to the door and listened to Ed and Zach's muffled voices.

"A baby?" I heard Ed exclaim. "Another? Already? That was quick, Chase isn't even 1."

"Cam's not even 1 month into it. Doc says he'll call us. He said he's concerned."

"About Cameron getting electrocuted? It was really just a bad shock. Dear heavens, not even 1 month into it and the baby is already in the spy business." Ed paused. "What do you both think?"

"Well, I'm overjoyed we could have another baby. I'm terrified for the babies health. And I'm worried about Cammie. She won't say anything, she just stares at the ground. She'll hardly even talk to me,"

I pulled away. I was mad. I didn't want Zach telling people about the baby. Especially when we weren't sure if our unborn child would even make it. And I really didn't like that Ed was the one to find out.

    That night, I buckled Chase into his car seat while Zach said goodbye to our family. Chase was dancing around. I laughed at his wiggling feet and kissed him on the forehead. Zach got into the drivers seat. He slid on his shades and turned the car on. He was quiet. I could tell he wanted to say something.

"Cam?" He said finally. I looked at him. He was shooting me worried glances while he drove. "We have to talk about this."

"What's there to talk about?" I asked. Zach sighed. He took a deep breath.

"Are you even happy?" He finally asked. I was shocked. How could Zach think I wasn't happy? Of course I was happy!

"Are you serious? Yes Zach, of course I'm happy!" I snapped. "Is it an issue that I'm worried for our baby? Is it bad that I'm upset because I just got back in the field and now I have to sit out again? Is it so terrible? Tell me, Zach. You clearly know the answer to everything. Or more like Townsend does, since you're had to tell him." Zach kept his eyes on the road. I watched his hands grip the wheel harder.

"That's what you're mad about?" Zach asked. And then he did something I didn't expect. He LAUGHED. Yes, Zach laughed at me. Actual laughage.

"Oh, you think this is funny?" I spat. Zach just kept laughing.

"Listen, Gallagher Girl. I don't know if you've forgotten because we don't talk about it, but Townsend is my father. Like he was the one who got psycho bitch Catherine knocked up. And ya, I got close to my dad. I share my worries about being a father with him. We talk, a lot. So yes, I told him. I needed to tell someone," Zach replied. I knew he was right. I just needed to be mad at someone.

"Zach," I whispered. He replied with a "hmm". I fidgeted with my fingers. "I don't want to lose a baby. I want to have this one." I put my hand on my stomach. He sighed.

"Whatever is meant to happen will happen," he said with a shake of his head.

It was late when we got home. Chase had fallen asleep in his car seat. I walked inside while Zach picked our sleepy boy up. I looked at my son in Zach's arms. He was truly beautiful. I knew he would get all the ladies someday.

"Can you believe it?" Zach asked. I looked up at him. He was looking at Chase. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" Zach took Chase to his crib and then sat on the couch with me.

"Can you believe Chase turns 1 on Friday?" I asked. Zach shook his head. I forgot whatever anger I felt towards Zach and leaned into him. I put my head on his shoulder and he kissed my forehead. I heard my phone beeping. I picked it up, sad to ruin the moment. "Hello?"

Zach was looking at me anxiously. He kept trying to read my eyes. I kept saying yes over and over. Zach gave up and pressed his ear to my phone. He frowned when he couldn't hear.

"Thank you! That's amazing!" I shouted and tears rolled down my face. Zach looked at me questioningly. "It's happening, Zach. Chase is going to be a big brother!"