Chapter Two: Tears of Joy.

Walking through the one of the aisles at the grocery store, Addison had been doing this each month for over a year now. Coming into the same store, same aisle and same test.

Addison picked up a pregnancy test off the shelf and put it in her cart, then another, and another and another.

She walked up to one of the registers and placed the four pregnancy tests on the counter.

"You can never be to sure." The girl at the cash register smiled looking at all the tests.

"Yeah, it cant hurt." Addison smiled back.

It cant hurt. Addison thought, of coarse it could hurt me, I'm not pregnant. Why would this time be different, I'm just going to have to except it and move on.

Getting home, Addison walked through the door and into the kitchen to find Mark cooking dinner.

"Smells good." She smiled.

"Thanks, hope your wanting Mac and Cheese." He smiled back.

"Sounds good to me. I'm going to go change, I'll be right back."

Addison had decided not to tell Mark that she was going to take the test tonight. After all she knew what it would likely show. One line.

"Okay." Mark said going back to stirring the noodles. "CSI: Miami comes on tonight."

She smiled going up the steps. "I no, I've been waiting all week."

CSI: Miami had become their new show to watch. They had completions to see who could identify the killer first, she almost always won.

After getting out of Mark's sight, Addison ran to their bathroom and took out the four tests that she'd crammed in her purse and a bottle of water to help her pee.

She ripped open all four of the boxes and sat the tests beside each other on the counter. Addison drank half of the water and took two of the tests then the rest of the water and the last two tests.

All four pregnancy test sat on the counter as Addison watched the clock, it was almost time, two minutes left.

Those two minutes were most likely the longest minutes of Addison's life, but finally the little timer on the clock went off. It was time. Now or never.

Addison slowly walked over to the counter, as if taking fast, big steps would change the results.

She looked at the four tests. She not only saw one line, she saw two. Two lines!

"Two lines" She whispered to her self.

Tears rolled down her face, all four of the tests had two lines. Two pink lines.

"Mark!" She yelled through the tears.

"Mark!" She screamed as loud as she could.

Mark heard her the second time she yelled.

"Addison!" He yelled back dropping the milk he was holding and running as fast as he could up stairs.

"Addison! What's wrong? Where are you?!" He yelled running into the bedroom and then the bathroom.

"Two lines." She said choking back the tears.

"What?" He asked not being able to hear her from her crying.

"Two lines!" She yelled and then smiled.

"Two lines." He smiled.

"Two lines!" She smiled again.

"Two lines!" Mark yelled picking her up and kissing her.

Addison wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

"You did it." Mark said with tears in his eyes.

"We did it." She cried.

He put her down and whipped the tears from his eyes. "You still hungry?"

"Yeah, were hungry." She smiled.

"Well, lets go eat." He said taking her hand and walking downstairs.

That night Addison and Mark sat on the couch watching CSI:Miami and eating Mac and Cheese, feeling more like a family than they ever had before.