22

Two weeks. It's been two long weeks since the kidnapping and I'm finally in my own bed. In my own home.

I stretch out as I wake up from my slumber to find an empty bed that was cold and lonely instead of my wife's warmth.

I begrudgingly and reluctantly left the comfort of the bed sheets but I knew I had to. I had my third session with Dr Amin. She's been such a great help.

I walked into the bathroom and took a much needed steaming shower to relax and warm up before putting on a random yet comfortable outfit and heading downstairs.

The kids had school today and Jess had work leaving me alone at home so I grabbed a pop tart and coffee to go before jumping into the car and driving off to her offices.

I initially I saw a psychiatrist at the hospital but she recommended her friend who was closer to where I live and now I go there.

I parked the car at exactly 10:15am knowing I had 15 minutes to eat before I had to go in. I sipped my liquid gold and scrolled through Instagram before getting out and walking through the glass stained double doors.

"Hey I have an appointment with Doc?"

I said to her receptionist. He was a nephew of hers that had no real interest in working but needed a job.

"Hey Andy. Yeah sure go ahead." he flashed me a smile and sat up straight.

I internally rolled my eyes at him. Everytime I've come here he's flirted with me in some way or the other and it's getting annoying.

I walked in to the waiting room and saw her door open meaning she had no patients. I walked in and had her head down rubbing her temples.

"Hey doc." I said and the suddenness of my voice must have scared her because she jerked back suddenly because suddenly looking up at me.

"Andy. Hey." she said, getting up to close the door and lock it. I love her office because all her rooms are sound proofed. It's amazing because people in the waiting room can't here what's being discussed because Dr Amin and the patient.

"How are you?" she asked, sitting down so that I was opposite her.

"I've been okay. A little stressed. I've been feeling really sick recently. Throwing up alot and just feeling overall horrible."

"I'm sorry. Maybe the stress from getting into college? Taking care of kids?" she asked making notes in my patient file.

We talked through the session and by the end of it I felt good.

"Andy. Before you leave. I didn't want to say this early on in the session but you should take a pregnancy test."

"I know. I've been putting it off." I smiled sadly and walked out. I figured I must be pregnant because I had the same symptoms with Alec.

I drove to the drug store and bought a few loose tests.

I knew I'd be alone at home. The kids have been spending after school with friends everyday and I'm not complaining about that right now.

I peed on 2 different sticks and set the timer on my phone for 5 minutes. What if I'm pregnant? Would I keep it? It's my baby too.

Would Jessica raise the baby with me? Or would she leave?

I can raise this baby on my own if she doesn't want to stay.

I can look after Alec and my baby.

The timer goes off and I release a shaky breath.

Both are positive. I'm having a baby.

I'm having a baby.

I'm growing a human in me right now.

I started crying but realized that I needed to get my shit together.

I cleaned my face up and threw the two tests away.

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Three important things happened once I saw those tests.

The first, a call to the local gynecologist's office to get an appointment set to confirm the pregnancy.

Second, a call to Dr Amin to book another session soon.

And lastly, I messaged my wife telling my wife we needed to talk.

She picked up the kids already while I made us all dinner.

"Andy! We're back!" I heard her scream from the lounge.

"In the kitchen." I scream back. Alec had soccer and Taylor basketball. So they only got out at 5.

"Mhmmm this smells delicious love. Go wash up kids. Your mom made some good food."

I turned to her and glared. Playfully of course.

"Do I not make good food every other day?" I asked with a small smirk playing on my lips.

"No my love. You make the best food I've ever had." she said walking over to me with a wide grin. Staring into her eyes I hoped that when I tell her that I'm keeping my baby that she'll stay. I want her to be this baby's other parent.

She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"I need to talk after the kids go to bed." I said returning her bone crushing hug.

"Of course. Go sit. I'll bring the food." she said, giving my head a kiss and shoving me in the direction of the table.

I sat down and poured myself a glass of water.

Jessica brought the food and the kids noisily sat down.

We dished out and I embraced the feeling of family I had wanted for a long time.

"How was everyone's day?" I asked trying to break the bickering siblings up.

Taylor acknowledged me first.

"It was fine. Realllllly tiring and Alec isn't making it any easier." she said glaring at him from across the table.

"Well you can't shut up and I have a headache." he scream back which caused a fight between the two.

I sighed and attempted to break it up but it was off no use.

"That's enough. Both of you." Jessica said slamming her hands on the table.

"Go up to your rooms. Now. You're both grounded for a week. Sort out whatever this is." she said before standing up to clear the table while the kids ran up to their rooms.

I helped pack the dishwasher and food away and once that was done I walked up to our room and waited for her.

Guess it's time to figure out my future. Our future.