The A-Team

CH.11

Ashlyn's POV

A few days have passed since Thanksgiving Deb went back to Miami and, Kyle is staying a couple extra days catching up with some old friends. Ali and I have been sitting on the couch writing down possible names for our baby boy. It takes a good hour for us to finish our lists. "Are you finished?" Ali asks.

"Yes ma'am." I say. "Alright so you want to list your top three names?" She asks. "Ryker, Kaleo and Kai. What are yours?" I ask. "Those are some really cool ones, babe." She tells me. "Thank you." I reply and peck her lips. "Welcome. Anyways, mine are Ryan, Tate and Dallas." She says. "What names sound good together?" I ask. "I know Ryker is a variation of Ryan your brother's middle name and, I know how much he meant to you, and if you didn't know it also means 'brave power'. I was also thinking Kai it means 'ocean' in hawaiian and I know how much you love the ocean. What do you think?" She asks. I look at her with Misty eyes. "I love you." I pull her into a heartfelt kiss. "I'm going to guess you like it." She says when she pulls away. "Are you kidding? I love it. Thank you for wanting to name our son after my brother." I tell her full heatedly.

"So, Ryker Kai?" She asks putting the names together. "Ryker Kai." I repeat trying out the name for myself. I lay my head down in Ali's lap and turn my head towards her belly. "Well it's official, your name is Ryker Kai. What do you think little man?" I ask. "I think he likes it." Ali says looking down. I press a kiss to her belly then look up at Ali. "You think Kyle would be up to doing a mini photo shoot for us? Since we still haven't announced the pregnancy yet." I ask. "I think he would, let's ask him when he gets back." Ali says. Ali reaches down and runs her hand through my hair messaging my scalp. "That feels good babe." I tell her as my eyelids start feeling heavy. Before I know it I fall asleep. Well until Ali shakes me awake and says she has to pee. While Ali was in the bathroom I hear my phone ringing upstairs and I go and grab it. I look at the caller ID and it's Houston. "Hey Houston, what's up?" I ask. "I messed up big time. Her parents are going to kill me. What am I going to do? I'm too young." A distraught Houston rambles over the phone. "Whoa, whoa, whoa slow down take a deep breath, what's the matter?" I ask trying to calm her down. "I- I think my girlfriend is pregnant." She reveals. I sit down on the bed and think of what to say next. "Okay, do you know who the other parent is, if she is pregnant?" I ask trying to get some more information. "There you are. I was wondering where you were. Who's on the phone?" Ali asks walking into the bedroom. "It's Houston, and she's got a little problem." "What's the problem?" "Her girlfriend might be pregnant." Ali looks at me with wide eyes. "Wow, okay, can you put it on speaker?" I put it on speaker. "Sorry about that, Ali just walked in the room and was wondering what was going on. By the way you are now on speaker with the two of us." I inform the girl on the other end of the phone.

"That's fine. Hi Ali." She says. "Hi." Ali replies. "Anyway back to the question, do you know who the other parent is?" I ask once again. "Yeah, me." She says."Okay, if you don't mind me asking, are you intersex?" I ask, knowing that being intersex is uncommon, but not rare. "Yes, I am." She says. "Well okay then. How about you and your girlfriend come over and we can figure this out, does that sound like a plan?" I ask. "Yeah okay." She says letting out a breath. "We'll see you shortly Houston. Bye." "Bye." She says before the line goes dead. I fall back on the bed and let out a sigh.  "Well this day has just gotten interesting. Nothing like spend your saturday trying to help your friend figure out if her girlfriend is pregnant or not." I say. "Well, it just means that she trust you tell you those kind of things." Ali says. "That's true. I can't imagine if your girlfriend is pregnant and then having to tell your parents that your girlfriend got you pregnant." I say. "I just hope that they know that Houston is intersex, if they don't then that is going to be really awkward." She says then the doorbell rings down stairs. "Their here." I say and we make our way downstairs and to the door. We open the door and see Houston and Mal Pugh standing in front of us with a not happy looking Christen Press and Tobin Heath standing behind them. Uh oh. This can't be good. "Come on in guys." We all go into the living room. "So Houston how come you never told me the Mal Pugh is your girlfriend?" I ask a very nervous Houston. "I don't know. I guess I never really thought that was important." She says. "Well anyway will you please tell us why y'all think Mal is pregnant?" I ask the girls. "Well, for starters Mal told me that she is late and for the past week she has been throwing up." Houston explains. "Okay. Were you two using protection?" Ali asks. "Yes, I'm on birth control and we were using condoms." Mal says. "Mal have you taken a pregnancy test yet?" Christen asks. "No." Mal says.