A/N: Hey, so this is a redo of a story I was doing, and I hope that this time that I can make it right… this is my third try! :o So please R&R and enjoy!

"Jesse," I breathed into his neck. He turned around and looked at me. I was lying on the bed in the master bedroom, while my amazing husband was getting ready to get up. I stared into his gorgeously brown eyes, while he stared into mine.

"We need to talk," I smiled as I said it, to make it seem a little less stressed sounding. He looked at me quizzically and nodded his head. He got up and actually started getting dressed. Once again I just stared at him. Soon enough I got up too and went into the shower, but when I got out Jesse was down stairs eating breakfast.

I got dressed in a white long sleeve t-shirt pulled together at the bust. A pair of jeans with a little flare at the bottom, then the shoes were a black ballet flat with tiny bows at the front. And finally the purse was black, tiny and plain. It was my most comfortable and non-flashy outfit.

I came down the stairs and walked into the kitchen; when I walked by the table I gave my husband a short kiss on the top of his head. Walked to the cabinet and got a bowl of cereal, then sat at the table.

"Jesse, um, I found something out last night. But I want to tell you over dinner." I said it with a shaky voice. I could tell that I would need until tonight to be able to get myself to say it.

Jesse was a resident doctor at the hospital in town. We still lived in Carmel. We decided we wanted to stay close to the family. Jesse had just finished his internship last year. I on the other hand, had been a teacher at a local elementary school, teaching fifth graders in English and History.

Jesse nodded at me, but looked like he wished I would just say it now. But also looked like he didn't want to pressure me. We had been married for two years now, each one turning out better than the last. The ceremony was amazing; CeeCee was my maid of honor, while Jesse had David as a best man.

I sat down across from Jesse, who before I had gotten there was reading the paper. But now he was staring at me quizzically, trying to figure out what was so hard and important that I had to say. I just stared at my cereal, I didn't want to crack, well at least before I was ready.

Once done I put my bowl in the sink, kissed my husband again, and walked out the door. Instead of going to school, I went to the doctor's. Jesse didn't know and he wouldn't until tonight. Traffic was terrible and by the time I got there I only had a minute before my appointment.

I walked in and filled out the many forms put on the clipboard. Once done they called me right away. In the room they handed me a gown, and left me alone to put it on with the assurance that the doctor would be in, in a few minutes. It turned out to be twenty but that was ok with me, part of me didn't want conformation.

"Hello Mrs. De Silva, I'm Dr. Ryan. So what brings you in to me today?" She was a short woman, with short brown hair. She was probably in her mid-forties, looking like she had a few kids because of her small amount of plumpness.

"Well I guess that I was just looking for conformation. The at home tests are so hard to tell, I just want to know for sure before I tell anyone."

She smiled at me sweetly and began the examination.

20 minutes later

"Mrs. De Silva," Dr. Ryan said snapping off her gloves, "congratulations you're pregnant. And from what I can tell your due around December 7th. Now my nurse will get you some pre-natal vitamins when you schedule your next appointment. Which needs to be in about ten weeks, and at that time we can listen to your baby's heartbeat." She smiled at me and then left.

Driving to school for the last half of the day I kept one hand on the steering wheel and one on my stomach. It was something hard to put my mind around, a baby, a real and alive baby. Jesse and I weren't even trying to have one either.

But I was excited. This is just what we needed to make our lives completely and totally perfect. It wasn't like we were on hard times; I mean Jesse was a doctor. That was pretty much a guarantee that he could find a job almost anywhere.

I walked into school said a distracted hello to the receptionist. Signed in and went to my classroom. Said thank you to the sub and told the kids to just keep reading in their books. I looked through my email but nothing was there that needed immediate attention. But right when I was about to exit an email came in from Jesse.

I smiled and opened it's contents:

Queirda,

I know you had something important to tell me tonight over dinner. So I made reservations at the restaurant in the Ritz Carrollton. I can't pick you up so please meet me at the entrance at seven. I too have some very good news.

Love,

Jesse

I smiled again and couldn't wait to tell Jesse the good news.