Surrogate.

"We want you to have our baby."

I took a deep breath and picked up their profile again. The couple in front of me were Dr. and Mrs. Andrews. Dr. Charles Andrews was a neurosurgeon. He made more money than I could even imagine. He met his wife Abigail Weaver-Andrews in Medical school. She was a nurse. They had a typical love story. They meet each other and fell in love instantly, got married after they graduated. They tried for a baby for years until they determined Abigail's womb was a inhospitable environment.

"But first we'd like to know about you, Gabriella." Mrs. Andrews said.

I licked my lips. "I'm Gabriella Montez. I'm 25 years old. I got pregnant when I was 19 years old. I gave my daughter up for adoption. I was in college and the father wasn't a part of her life. I found a beautiful gay couple who wanted to adopt. So I let them adopt my daughter. She lives a healthy, full life with two fathers that love her more than anything." I took a deep breath again. "When I was 21, my older sister had just finished getting a hysterectomy due to cervical cancer. She asked me if I would carry her baby for her. I carried my fraternal twin nieces for eight months. They were very healthy and I see them all the time. They're perfect." I said with a smile.

"So you've done this before?" Dr. Andrew's asked.

"Yes." I said nodding. "It took me a while for my body to recover from the twins. I finally graduated from college and I work at child care facility working with infants and toddlers. I love what I do but I feel like I could do something more than that."

"So you decided to be a surrogate again?" Mrs. Andrews asked this time.

I nodded my head. "Correct. I'm single, I loved being pregnant both times. I loved seeing people who can't have children see their child for the first time. It's the most amazing thing." I said, with a smile. "That's why I want to do this, for you."

Their smiles grew on their faces. "I never thought we would have a baby. Now I'm getting this chance, it's amazing." Mrs. Andrews said, wiping her eyes. "Thank you so much for this."

"I'm just glad I can help, Mrs. Andrews." I said with a smile.

"Please call me Abby. We will have paperwork drawn up." She said, looking at me.

I got up, smoothing down my skirt. "Thank you." I held out my hand.

"No thank you." Dr. Andrews said, opening his arms. "Come on in, we're huggers."

I smiled hugging him back. I gave a hug to his wife before I left the building. I walked down the street to my sisters office building. I had two sisters, I was the middle child. My older sister was Stephanie, married to Sean, her husband of five years. The girls names were Sadie and Sawyer. My younger sister was Kendall. She was 21 and we lived together. She worked at a local newspaper as somebody's assistant. Steph was a banker.

I went up to Kendall's floor and knocked on her cubical. All she did was play on Facebook all day. I smirked as I watched her update her status. "Supposed to be working but playing on Facebook instead." I read. That's not what the status said, I enjoyed messing with her.

She jumped. "What the hell Ellie?" She smacked me playfully. "What are you doing in the city?"

"I had a surrogate meeting." I said shrugging.

She made a face. "Why are you doing that again? You know it killed you to give the girls over to Steph. How are you supposed to give a baby away and never see it again?"

I sighed, sitting down. "That's not the point Ken. The point is I can have babies and there are people who can't. I did it for Steph. I gave Sydney up to Dominic and Edward." I looked over at her. I started talking more softly. "You saw the look on their faces."

Kendall turned back to her computer. "It's your body."

"Yeah…" I said trailing off. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Salad." She said, starting to play a Facebook game. I rolled my eyes. "Get Fat free salad dressing this time."

"You weigh 93 pounds. I'm going to make you eat some bacon or something."

She rolled her eyes. "105" She said. "I'm planning to keep it that way."

"You're crazy." I leaned down, kissing her cheek. "See you later."

"Later." She said distractedly.

I walked over to the BART station. I went underground and rode BART back home to Fremont. I hopped in my car that was parked at the station and headed over to the grocery store. I went to Safeway and walked around the store. I stood next to a guy in the salad dressing aisle. I sighed, deciding which one to pick.

"Hell of a decision, huh?" The guy next to me asked.

I looked over at him, I noticed he was wearing scrubs. My eyes met his and his blue eyes sparkled. "Yeah. My sister wants fat free. I don't want to buy it if it tastes like shit."

"Touché." The man said. He leaned over and plucked one from the shelf. "This one is pretty good."

"Catalina." I read, taking the bottle from him. I looked at it and turned it around, checking the label. Something I did out of habit. When I was pregnant both times I ate ridiculously healthy. I put the bottle back and picked up the fat free one, sticking it in my basket. "I'll take your word for-" I turned to see the guy was gone. Weird. I shrugged it off and continued with my shopping. I made dinner for the both of us. I had to pick Kendall up from BART and we ate. We said our goodnights and went to bed.

The next day I had to work. I loved where I worked. My boss sucked but that was to be expected. I loved the kids, they were perfect. "Malia." I cooed. "Mommy is here to pick you up." I checked her diaper quickly before I handed her over to her mom. The little girl smiled immediately. "Hey Theresa."

"Hey Ellie, how was she today?" Theresa asked.

"Really good. She ate both of her bottles without a problem. Went down for a nap and pooped." I said, looking down at the daily chart we were supposed to give the parents. "She scratched her forehead." I pointed to the little red mark. "She didn't cry though."

Theresa smiled. "Thank you Ellie" I smiled at her, waving to Malia. "Say Bye Miss Ellie." She cooed in her daughters ear.

"Ella, can you get Kayden for me?" Helen, a fellow teacher asked me.

"Of course." I picked up the small baby boy who was crying slightly. I rocked him and he relaxed against me. "It's okay Kayden." I said quietly.

He automatically calmed down and rested against me. "Ella, girl, you're a baby whisperer." Helen said, reaching over for the baby. I put him in her arms and she walked off.

"I'm going to go. All my kids are gone." I said, looking around, mentally counting. There were only two children left, she could handle that.

"That's fine. I'll see you tomorrow." She said, as I put my apron in the dirty clothes.

I signed myself out and grabbed my things. "Bye Helen." I said. I closed the door behind me and I turned on my phone. I had a call from the Andrews' lawyer. I listened to the message as I got in my car.

"Hello Gabriella, this is Johnathan Green, Dr. and Mrs. Andrews attorney. We have some paperwork drawn up that we'd like to go over with you. Call me back to set up a time…" Mr. Green spoke on.

I called him back and set up an appointment two days from now. I headed home to tell Kendall the news. She wasn't a big fan of my decisions but she supported me the best she could. I set my purse down and I walked in the kitchen. "Hey Ken." I said, watching her make dinner.

"Hey Ellie, you smell like baby formula." She said this every day that I came home from work. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to sign the paperwork in two days." I said, taking a water out of the fridge.

She stopped what she was doing and looked over at me, frowning. "You're going to do this?"

"Yeah." I said, taking a sip. "Why wouldn't I?"

She sighed, shaking her head. "Gabi, the baby is going to live wherever they live, not in the Bay Area like Syd and the twins."

"I understand that. It's not my baby. It's theirs." I said frowning.

"Just making sure you know that." She said.

I sighed, frustrated. "I'll be upstairs."

I knew where she was coming from, I really did. She was worried about me and my state of mind. I knew that it was going to be their baby. I knew I wasn't going to see it after I give birth to it. I was prepared for that. I could do that. I was doing it for them. Everybody deserved to have the blessing of a child.

I headed back to the city two days later. I worked part time. I had two days that I was off during the week, plus the weekend. It wasn't that bad. It didn't pay great but I had money. I worked through college, except the months I was on maternity leave. I had scholarships that paid for everything. I had money from High School Graduation and College Graduation. My parents were accountants and my sister was a banker. I was good with money.

I moved a stay hair behind my ear and walked into the same building I was at less than a week ago. I found the room we were meeting in. I was instantly greeted with hugs. "Hello Gabriella!" Abby hugged me tightly. "It is so nice to see you again."

I smiled at her. "It's nice to see you too Abby, Dr. Andrews." He gave me a hug as well.

"You know you can call me Charlie." He said, ginning. "Not Dr. Andrews."

I smiled at him politely. Mr. Green discussed the contract. "Charlie and Abby have offered to pay for Medical Care. They would like to reimburse you for 10 thousand dollars. This is not a payment for the child, it is just to pay for your mortgage or food or a car or any necessities you would need while you are carrying their child."

My eyes widened. "Ten thousand, that is way too much. I-"

"Gabriella, we insist. It's really the least we can do for you, you're giving us a baby." Abby said, her eyes glistening with tears. "Please, let us."

I gave them a tight lipped smile. I didn't say yes or no, we just proceeded to talk more about the contract. Just like if the child happened to be miscarried and other 'technicalities' as Mr. Green put them. They were first to sign the contract. When the contract was slid over to me, I glazed over it again, tapping my pen on my thumb. I signed at the dotted line and slid it over to Mr. Green.

"We are going to set up a date to meet in Denver. The Andrews' are going to provide airfare and a hotel for you to stay in." Mr. Green proceeded to say.

"We're going to do this." Charlie said, kind of in disbelief. "We're going to have a baby." He said, hugging his wife.

I smiled at them. "We're going to do it."

We had to wait until my uterus was good and ready to fly to Denver. It came within the next week. I was put in a nice hotel just five minutes of the best IVF hospital in the United States. I was a little nervous to be here alone and stay here for ten days alone. I would get to see some sight seeing though.

I landed in Colorado and grabbed my two bags of luggage. I was met by Abby and Charlie who were driving me over to the hotel. They were really excited to have this all happening. They were putting a couple of embryos in me just to ensure one would take. It shouldn't be a problem though. I was fucking fertile myrtle. I got pregnant the first time I had sex without a condom. My sister had two embryos put in me and I had twins. I hoped to god I wasn't going to have like six babies inside me at once.

Talking with the couple really calmed my nerves. They were genuine and really nice and funny. They were treating me like family which made me feel extremely comfortable around them. Later that day was when they were going to put the embryos in me. They came with me to the hospital but stepped out of the room during the process.

It was uncomfortable. That was expected, any type of doctor visit where they play around with your reproductive system was uncomfortable. After a short while it was over. They had put four embryos into my uterus. Now all I had to do was wait. I had to wait ten days before they could do a blood test on me to tell I was pregnant.

For the ten days I was in Colorado I spent the first day resting. I missed my kids. I had put in for vacation time because I had to leave for Denver but they didn't give it to me so I quit my job. They had already written me a check. I put it in my safe. I wouldn't cash it yet. If the embryos didn't take I didn't want to rob the couple out of their money.

The couple stayed with me for three days after they put their babies in me. We spent a lot of quality time together. We got to know each other a lot better. They were leaving tomorrow morning and we were spending our last night together at a beautiful ski resort and restaurant.

"Was it hard being pregnant with Twins?" Abby asked me.

She was very curious about pregnancy. She could never go through it and that was heartbreaking. "It was interesting. We were really surprised that it was twins. It got really uncomfortable towards the end but I held them until full term for twins. It wasn't surprising that they were girls though. My dad had been the only male in his family since my grandpa. My mom didn't have any brothers, were a pretty girl dominant family."

They laughed. "You get to see them all the time?" Charlie asked me.

"I see them at least once a week. I used to baby sit them on Fridays and we'd have family dinner but now they're in preschool. I just see them at dinner." I said, taking a drink of my hot chocolate.

"Is your sister going to tell them?" Abby asked.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, once their old enough to understand. My daughter, Sydney, already knows. She's six."

"How was that experience?" Abby asked me, interested.

"It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do." I said honestly. "Her father wasn't the best guy. I was blinded by love. He was my first boyfriend, I had no idea what I was doing. He split before I found out I was pregnant. He went to jail for too many unpaid traffic violations. He got out a couple of years ago but I'm not associated with him anymore. The good thing about adopting to a gay couple is I'm the only mommy. I thought that was kind of nice." I said, swirling the dark liquid with the spoon.

They looked at me, watching me intently. "Do you get to see her often?" Abby asked.

"I see her at least once a month. Now that she's in school they invite me to concerts and stuff like that. It's nice being able to see her. The couple was really open to me. They're amazing." I said, smiling.

"We can send you updates of the babies if you'd like." Charlie said. "You've done so much for us, we wont forget about you."

I smiled at him. "That would be nice, thank you."

"Do you have any questions for us?" He asked, rubbing his wife's shoulder.

I shook my head. "I really don't. You guys are like the perfect couple." I said sighing. "I hope I find a love like that one day."

Abby smiled. "You will, you just have to meet the right person." I nodded in response, sipping my chocolate thoughtfully.

"Actually I do have a question." I said, looking up at them. "What if it's multiples?"

"How many are you comfortable carrying?" Charlie asked me.

"I think three is max capacity. I had twins and that was pushing it." I said, laughing.

"There's your answer." Abby said, smiling.

"I guess we'll have to see." I said.

They had to leave but I got to stay for a little while longer. I was starting to get homesick. I just really wanted to be home. My eleventh day there couldn't wait to get out of here. My stuff was packed two days ago. I had to get the test results and we would have to call them to tell them.

The doctor came in and told me the news. I immediately picked up my phone to call Abby and Charlie. "Hello?" They answered.

"Hi Abby, Charlie. This is Gabriella." I said, into the phone.

"Hi Gabriella." They said at the same time.

"The test results came back and it is 100% positive. You are going to have a baby." I said, smiling. I was happy for them, they finally got their babies.

I flew back home and kissed my sisters cheek when she picked me up from the airport. "So You're pregnant?" Kendall asked me.

I nodded. "I'm pregnant."

"Great I'm going to have to deal with your hormonal ass all the time." She said, helping me get my luggage to the car.

"I'm not that bad. Only when I'm super hungry." I said, laughing. She rolled her eyes with a small smile.

"This is definitely going to be interesting." She said, looking at me. "Dad is pissed that you quit your job by the way."

"I expected that." I said. "I am the black sheep of the family so it's expected."

She laughed. "You're the middle child. It's a part of the stigma."

"I suppose so." I said, getting in the car. Kendall started driving home and I looked out the window. We were turning down our street and I saw a guy walking down the street. He took a double take at me and his blue eyes looked familiar. We quickly drove away, making it to our house.

I took my bags up stairs and laid down on my bed. I was so happy to be home. I got up and walked to my mirror. I lifted my shirt up and put my hands on my flat stomach. I could just imagine me a couple months from now with a big, swollen belly. I still had faint stretch marks from the previous pregnancies. Even after the twins I slapped back into being thin. I guess I was blessed with two abilities. Having babies and getting skinny.

This was going to be a long hard road, but it was going to be worth it. I was going to see the faces of two people who see their child for the first time. The miracle of birth was such a beautiful thing. They were going to be so happy when they see their babies. I was going to be happy for them, no matter how much it will suck.

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