The usually level headed ginger stared at her desk. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes. This couldn't be happening. Not now. A drunken mistake. That was all it was. That was all it took. She continued to stare into the depths of her coffee, wishing it would go away. That night meant nothing to her. Well that's what she tried to kid herself. It meant everything, the love, the passion yet the weakness. She had given into him, something she had promised not to do again. He had just arrived back, here to stay this time. Harry had gone back with Faye, she had lied again. Paid the DNA lab to trick him. Harry was not his son. So he had returned for her. Jac had ignored him, refused to give in, but when he bought her her drinks that evening at Albie's, they got talking. He let her get drunker and drunker until she was vulnerable.
The door to his hotel room banged shut. Joseph pushed her against the wall, kissing her passionately. She resisted slightly at first but soon melted into his kiss. Clothing began to get lost as they made their way to the bedroom. When they awoke in the morning, the realisation of the night before dawned on her. Jac took her clothes and left before he was even awake. And now two months later, she was in this position. She placed her head in her hands, seeing nothing but the image of the pink line appearing on the small white stick. Pregnant.
"Jac." The door thundered open. Her head snapped up. Standing in the doorway was a tall, handsome brunette. Her heart fluttered, yelling at her that it existed. She wanted to kiss him, yet she was mad at him for doing this to her. She had to tell him, it was his child too. She had to tell him. Her eyes wandered, looking at the sofa, looking at the floor. Trying to find Elliot's desk beneath all the wrappers and Chinese boxes. His voice interupted her thoughts."There's someone here to see you." He stated briefly before moving to walk out the door.
"Joseph, wait." He turned back, hoping that she was ready to love him again, hoping that this was when she would declare her love for him. "Who is it?" she asked. His face fell, knowing that she wasn't the kind of girl to admit her feelings, mentally beating himself up for thinking that she would.
"I don't know." He walked out the door, Jac following behind him. At the messy reception stood an older man, with grey hair and glasses. He wore a blue pinstripe shirt and grey bottoms, almost blending in with the other doctors. He reminded her of Elliot, just slighlty slimmer and less clumsy.
"Jackie," he beamed, motioning for a hug, acting like he had known her all her life. She was confused, not knowing this man at all. Casually she walked up to him.
"Who are you? I don't know you." Jac spewed venom in her words, annoyed that she had to take time out of her busy schedule for this…time waster. She walked by, hoping he had caught the hint. Then he dropped the ultimate bombshell.
"I'm your dad, Jackie."
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