His Love (Jonathan Toews Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Bre's POV

"YOUR PREGNANT? ARE... YOU... SERIOUS...?" Jon's yells between breaths. I give a little crooked smile.

"Yes, Jon. I am. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me." I tell him. All he does is get this incredibly huge smile on his face and runs to hug me.

"Bre. Your really pregnant. I'm so freaking happy. I can't believe it. Oh I'm so happy. I gotta call Pat. I love you baby." He gives me a passionate kiss then goes off somewhere, probably calling Pat.

I hear him talking to I assume Patrick.

"Yes... I'm going to be a father... I know, I know... Yeah... Alright... I'll tell her.. Yeah, bye pat... Love ya too buddy." He hangs up the phone then comes into the kitten where I am cleaning up dinner.

"Hey baby girl." Jon says sitting down at one of the islands bar stools.

"Jonny boy." I tilt my head like a cowboy. He laughs and gets up. He walks over to me giving me a hug, which is really nice.

"You smell so good, Jon." I blush. He smiles at me, which I return the smile.

"Pat said congrats for becoming a mommy-to-be." He uses hand motions. Uh, alright.

"Thanks. Are you sure your okay with this?" I ask him. He smiles.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be? I get to have a child with the women I so deeply love. I'm beyond grateful. Jeez I'm so excited. I can't wait for Jonathan Jr." He gives me hopeful eyes.

"Okay. You know I love you. But we are not naming our child Jonathan. It's going to be too confusing for people. Jonathan could be his middle name or something. Is that okay?" I ask him. He gives me an okay.

Later that night we were watching a movie on lifetime, when an amber alert came on for a little boy who was about 2.

"Oh my gosh, Bre. That's so sad. Why are people cruel like that and take people's baby's? For all they know the boy could be dead. It's so sad."Jon asks me. I look into his eyes and there filled with pure sadness.

"I don't know why people are like that. It makes me sick to even think about it." I tell him, then sprint into the bathroom to empty my stomach.

"Oh my gosh, Bre. Are you okay?" Jon asks, running into the bathroom to hold my hair back.

"Morning sickness. I hadn't had if for a while. But yeah I'm fine." I grab his hand and give it a little squeeze.

"Why do they call it morning sickness when it hits you all the time?" He questions, while scrunching his eyebrows. So cute.

"That's a good question. Haha. I have no idea babe." I reach up and try to give him a kiss when he stops me.

"Uh uh. Brush your teeth and use mouth wash. You won't get a kiss until you do." He mocks me.

"Why. You don't like me anymore?" I question him, knowing that I have stank breath.

"No, I love you." He says. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"So you mind if I do this?" I try to give him another kiss but he stops me again, laughing.

"Bre. Please go brush your teeth. Your breath makes me not feel to hot. Please." He begs. I reluctantly get up and brush my teeth, using mouth wash.

"Can I kiss you now?" I smile at him. I walk over to him and sit on his lap.

"Of course you can, baby." He smiles. I give him a kiss. Once we pull I get this incredible pain in my stomach, I wince.

"What's wrong?" Jon asks me. He plays with my hair as I put my head into his chest.

"My stomach hurts extremely bad." I tell him. He puts me in bed, and he talks to me for awhile. Then I finally get able to sleep.

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Sorry if this is so terrible. It's my first story. Hope y'all liked it.