A/N: There simply isn't enough Haley and Andy fanfics
Her family finding out had actually been a relief when she looked back on it. Sure, getting caught having sex in the secret room had been an embarrassment at first, but at least now she had the freedom to spend time with him as she pleased. This meant that instead of sneaking into closets and having quickies in the backseat of his car, that they could stow away to his bedroom without any fear of being caught by unwelcome eyes. And now, knowing what she knew, she was glad the whole relationship had been revealed earlier. It was going to make this news a whole lot easier for her family to adjust to. Although she assumed she first would need to come to accept it herself. She hadn't been feeling right all month, something just seemed off and between the hectic work week and the busy romantic weekends she hadn't really noticed, or decided to notice, until now. Andy was out of town for the weekend; he was busy tying up loose ends back home so he could move permanently and also explaining to his family that there would be no wedding between him and long forgotten blonde. Her phone rang, as if on cue, in her pocket. His happy face popped up on her screen and she quickly slid to answer the FaceTime call from her, although she wasn't one for labels, boyfriend.
"Hey." She said softly, she knew she looked like hell but she was determined to not let on about her situation yet,
"Hey beautiful, you ok?" He immediately asked upon seeing her unkempt hair and her (well his) wrinkly tee shirt,
"Yeah, just tired. And missing you." She hoped he couldn't tell that she had been crying for the past hour over what she had been told in the quiet and uncomfortable doctors office earlier.
"I just wanted to check in. I miss you too." He smiled at her and she melted a little bit inside,
"Come home soon." She said almost silently, realizing she sounded like something was really really off,
"I love you Hales. I'll be home as soon as I can be." He winked at her and she let out a small laugh, he looked calmed by this reaction and blew her a kiss. She rolled her eyes to the back of her head and hung up on him with a grin.
He loved her. He really did. He said it often, too often in her opinion, and he continuously showed her how much she meant to him. He dropped by her office on random days, a warm lunch in hand and had stolen her away for walks in the court yard when she should've been filing papers. He cooked her dinners and brought her out and bragged about her to strangers. She loved him too, and she was almost put off by how she was slowly adapting to the idea of a major life change with him. She took the last bite of her pizza that she had ordered for dinner and walked to her bed, confused but content with what the day had brought.
Ten weeks pregnant. That's what the doctor had told her when she had gone in for her yearly physical. The surprise on her face must've said it all because the doctor wrote out a handful of prenatal vitamin prescriptions and gave her referrals to a local specialist who was highly touted as one of the best pregnancy doctors in the area. Along with these her doctor had sat down and started to talk to her about options,
"It isn't too late for other options either." She had pointed out and Haley had assured her that the babies father would be very present and excited at the prospects of having a child and she was not looking into any option other than keeping their child. Her doctor had nodded and handed her the wad of pamphlets on pregnancy before ushering her out of the office.
Haley was sure that Andy would be excited. It wasn't like Dylan who would've sooner died than raise a baby, and Andy loved kids so he'd love theirs, right? She hadn't had any doubt in her mind until she got to her apartment and the reality of the situation hit her. Maybe she did want to consider other options, and she felt suddenly that she was not ready for motherhood. Not this young and not unmarried and living separately. She had started crying then, and had ordered a pizza and sat in her bed for the next few hours contemplating her life and what was to come. The phone call with Andy had warmed her up a bit, and him coming home soon would surely lower the stress she was under. So she fell asleep easily. When she woke up she heard shuffling in the kitchen, and jumped up with the baseball bat by her bed. She had tiptoed into the kitchen only to see Andy happily unpacking groceries. She lowered the bat,
"You scared me!" She accused in a joking matter and he chuckled,
"Just making breakfast for my beautiful girlfriend." He turned to the cabinets, "which cabinet has the cinnamon?" He asked as he opened one. She remembered then, what she had hidden in the cabinet he had hanging open, but it was too late. He saw the yellow bottle, the clear lettering spelling out "Pre Natal" and he spun to face her, a confused look gracing his normally happy face. "Are you?" He cocked his head sideways,
"I found out yesterday." She said and her lip started to quiver, but he was across the room in a split second. He wrapped her in a hug, burying his face in her hair and attempting to lift her up to spin her,
"We're having a baby." He whispered into her ear with a smile; she couldn't help but grin.