All I Never Wanted
Part 2
Andy walked into her house and plopped her keys and purse into a nearby chair. Before she had left, Lu had performed a sonogram, and Andy and the baby had been given a clean bill of health. For having a clean bill of health, however, she felt awfully sick. It always amazed her that she could fight battles and be a tough soldier in the army, but in her first few months of pregnancy, she felt weak as a kitten. She walked over to the couch, and keeled into it, pulling a blanket over herself. No sooner did she close her eyes than did Jessie and Lizzy come bursting through the door.
"Mom!" Jessie yelled, assuming her mother was upstairs or in the other room.
"Don't yell, Jess. I'm right here," Andy said tiredly from her spot on the couch to Jessie's right. Shooting her sister a confused look, Jessie put down her bag and walked over to the couch with Lizzie close behind.
"Mom, are you sick?" Jessie asked, squatting down next to the couch.
"Something like that," she said, not wanting to tell her daughters the whole truth right then.
"What can we do?" Lizzy asked. Ever since Andy's divorce from Les, and especially since Milo died, Jessie and Lizzy looked after their mother. Andy hadn't asked them to, they'd just done it.
"Nothing. It's fine. I'll be fine," Andy answered weakly, starting to dose off. Jessie stroked her mother's hair until she was sure she was asleep and then got up from her spot.
"Come on," she whispered to her little sister. They picked up their bags and walked to the kitchen to get a snack.
"She's not okay, you know. She looks terrible," Lizzy admitted, setting her bag on the table.
"I know, but you know mom. Always the brave soldier." Jessie took a dish of macaroni out of the fridge and handed it to Lizzy. When Lizzy gave her a worried look, she said, "Don't worry, we'll talk to Kayla when she gets home. She'll find out what's going on."
Two hours later, the girls were sitting at the table doing their homework when Kayla came through the back door, still wearing her dark red scrubs. The girls bolted out of their chairs and ran to her.
"Hey!" she greeted them. "What's wrong?" she asked when she noticed the look on their faces.
"Mom's sick." Jessie explained.
"What kind of sick?" Kayla asked.
"She wouldn't say," answered Lizzy. "She looks terrible."
"Okay," Kayla sighed. Tossing her keys on the table, she asked, "Where is she?" Both girls pointed towards the living room. Walking over to the couch, Kayla gently shook Andy.
"What?" she moaned as she tried to wake up.
"The girls say you're sick," she explained, feeling Andy's head for a fever. Andy sighed and slowly brought herself to the normal position for sitting on a couch.
"I'm not sick," she admitted, putting her head in her hands. "I'm fine."
"As you said to me when I said that, you don't look fine." Kayla put her hand on Andy's shoulder.
"Kayla, I'm not sick…………." Andy paused, swallowing hard and lifting her head to look at the resident. "Just pregnant." Kayla just looked at her, not knowing what to say. After a few seconds, Andy could her daughters crying. They obviously had heard and didn't know what to think. "Girls, come here," Andy called. They ran to her and hugged her. "Before you get upset, don't worry, it's daddy's. I'm so sorry. I didn't know how to tell you," Andy said, holding her daughters.
After a few seconds, Jessie asked, "So what happens now?"
"Well, I have to call your dad, and we have to figure it out," Andy answered, wiping a tear from the teenager's eye.
"Is daddy gonna come stay here again?" Lizzy asked.
"I don't know, pumpkin. That's why daddy and I need to talk." Andy sighed and pulled her daughters close, hoping they weren't too mad her. Then she got a worse thought. If they cried, how would Les react?
