Back To Basics. - A Brollins Fanfiction.

Chapter Three.

Seth.

I text Becky at eleven instead of calling to ask her if she would like to come over to hang with Jon and I today. I would've texted earlier but unlike her, I am not a morning person. At 12:25 she texts me back saying she will be over by 2 PM. I'm suddenly nervous. All I can think about is what it was like before. I try to think of something we can do to fill the time, but the things I think of are all things we used to do as a couple. Jon is excited to see her again. They haven't seen each other in person since we broke up. I feel bad that he felt the need to take my side. She was his friend too.

True to her word, Becky arrives at just over two pm. Jon greets her enthusiastically, she returns his feelings but when we make eye contact, all the joy drains from her eyes. Immediately I begin to panic but I'm able to swallow it as she approaches me and gives me a slightly awkward hug.

"So what's the plan then since the gang is back together?" Jon asks when we pull apart, genuinely happy to have us together in a room when we're not trying to kill each other. I go to speak but Becky cuts in, her voice watery but strong.

"Actually, I've got something to tell you both."

Becky.

Jon and Seth exchange a confused look and then simultaneously nod, I simply take a deep breath and begin heading into their apartment, I know it well enough by now to take lead. We sit at the dining table and my hands begin to shake so I put them in my lap. I haven't even taken my shoes or jacket off yet, in case I need to make a quick getaway.

"Rebecca what's wrong?" I hear Seth ask, I must've been spaced out for a period of time for him to ask that. My eyes begin to water. "Please don't cry. I can't stand to see you cry," Seth murmured and rubbed his hand over his forehead.

"Then look away," I sniffed and wiped my cheeks dry again. I hate that he's managed to break through my carefully constructed emotional walls. Jon wraps an arm around me for a moment, taking my jacket off carefully for me as they both see I'm distressed.

"Becky, you're scaring me. What's wrong?" He presses again. My chest constricted just as I opened my mouth to reply. I can't tell him  I'm pregnant. Even when we were together he had never said anything about children and nothing over the last months had given me a hint that he ever thought about a family.

"I'm pregnant," I whispered and removed the life-changing pregnancy test from my bag, giving it a look before sliding it across the table for him to see and react to. For an agonizingly long period of time nothing happened.

Seth.

I was not expecting that.

Jon's jaw dropped as Becky continued to cry, I remained silent, a million thoughts invading my mind.

I'm going to be a dad.

"We... we're going to have a baby?" I'm unsure why my statement comes out as a question, Becky nods, obviously terrified. I smile brightly at her to reassure her, she gives me a small smile back.

"You're going to be a dad.. and I'm going to be a mom." She stutters. "What happens now?"

"I don't know." I reply honestly, still shocked. "We figure it out as time goes on." She nods, satisfied with my answer. The tears have slowly began to stop falling. My heart is racing, I lean over to squeeze her hand. Jon's gone to get his phone, all excited to tell the world he's going to be an uncle.

We don't stop him.