Correcting a mistake

Jackie Garret sat in her doctors office, waiting for her to give her the results from the tests her doctor had taken that morning. The doctor opened her file and went through it before looking up at her patient. She said "Miss Garret, the results from you blood and urine tests have come back from the lab."

She nodded and waited with bated breath to find out what had been making her terribly ill every morning for the last month and a half, none stop. The doctor asked her "when was your last period Miss Garret?" Jackie thought for a moment, until her eyes widened.

She hadn't had a period since a month after she and Tom had broken up, or more like he had dumped her, she thought bitterly. And that was nearly three months ago. How could she have not noticed something like her period was missing, something she had been dealing with since she was twelve years old?

She looked like she was going to be ill; she said "I think almost three months ago, I can't say for sure." The doctor nodded "Ok. Well, as I said your results have come back, and we know for sure what is making you ill" Jackie nodded and asked "and that would be what?"

The doctor smiled "you are ill constantly of a morning and you have skipped your last two periods because you, Miss Garret are eight weeks pregnant. Congratulations."

Jackie felt winded, like someone had just punched her in the stomach. She had never been so glad in her entire life that she was currently sitting down, or else she would have end up greeting the floor face first. She felt sick; there was no other way to describe how she was currently feeling, except that she was terrified, terrified in the extreme sense.

She was pregnant with a child by a man who did not want her. She knew without a doubt that the child she was carrying belonged not only to her, but also to Tom Hanson. Tom was her baby's father.

She felt hot bitter agony filled tears stinging her eyes, as she tried to hold said tears at a bay. Her lower lip trembled and she lost it her face crumbled in an agony filled grimace, she could not help it. She silently sobbed into her hands.

The doctor looked alarmed. She asked worriedly "oh Miss Garret what is the matter? Do you not want this child?" Jackie's body shook violently with her heaving sobs. She said between sobs "the baby's father broke up with me a month ago, he didn't want me."

The doctor was horrified. She got up out of her chair and went around to the other side of the desk, and proceeded to comfort her distraught patient. Twenty minutes later Jackie left her doctors office, with an appointment for at the end of the month to have her first ultra sound scan.

Jackie thought as she walked to her car 'boy did Hanson leave me a little surprise behind' she snorted bitterly and opened the door to her car. Later on that day Jackie pulled up at Dorothy's, she and Dorothy had became great friends, seeing as the guys they had been dating were best friends and partners at work.

She and Dorothy sat around the table with Doug. Doug offered her a glass of wine. She declined. Doug had looked at her in disbelief, it was not like Jackie to turn down a glass of wine. Doug jokingly told her so as well "what's wrong with you, it's not like you to refuse a glass of wine when offered?"

She supposed she had better come clean, they would find out in a few months any way, when she started to show. "I can't drink Doug; it's not healthy for someone in my condition." Doug frowned and asked "what do you mean in your condition? Are you sick or something?"

Jackie laughed, a bitter filled laughed that was by no means lost on either Doug or Dorothy. "Oh believe me, I sure as hell felt sick when my doctor informed me this morning of what's been making me ill over the last month and a half."

She revealed, tears starting to fill her eyes once more, hating Tom for leaving her in this situation. "I'm pregnant, eight weeks to be precise." She would have laughed if tears weren't slowly flowing down her face, as she took in the wide eyed stares and the dropped jaws of Doug and Dorothy.

Doug recovered first "its Tom's isn't it?" he asked. She nodded and the sob that escaped her snapped Dorothy out of her stunned stupor and she got up and comforted her friend, as she sobbed.

Jackie sobbed "oh god what am I going to do when this child asks about his or her father? How am I supposed to tell them that their father didn't want me, and ended our pathetic excuse for a relationship merely weeks after they had been conceived?"

Doug commented "Tom, he needs to known, it is his kid after all." Jackie shook her head "no I can't, he'll probably think I'm just making it up to try and trap him in a relationship with a woman he doesn't even want."

Doug shook his head "he won't Tom's isn't like that, I promise you he isn't." Jackie said "I'll tell him, but not yet, I'm in no fit state to deal with him right now. Please don't say anything to him. Not until I've spoken to him first, at least."

Doug reluctantly agreed, hating keeping something so important from his best friend and partner.