Part 3:

Two and a half months later. The charity event was in fifteen days. Abby was holding something in her hands. She was sitting on the toilet vase staring it it. She didn't know whether she was happy or not.

Damn it, was what she thought.

But then she thought about Lynn and that made her smile widely. Well, she was happy.

Wait till John know. He will flip.

She smiled even wider as she pictured his reaction when she'd tell him.

Abby worked the rest of her shift with a smile upon her face. Everybody questioned if something happened to her, cause they hadn't seen her smile like that in a long time.

But she kept changing the subject, saying it was nothing interesting. She was just happy, that's all.

Later, her happiness was replaced by worry. The thought of the charity event coming over was startling her. She couldn't help but feel nervous about the charity's bad lucky. When they fought everytime there was an event his Gamma planned.

She rushed to get home. He said he would pick her up at 8, so they could have a fancy dinner and then see a movie.

She was glad they were spending some time together. Their schedules weren't allowing them to see each other, so they seized every opportunity they had.

Abby felt like she was floating. She was completely happy. She arrived home and quickly went to shower. Then she wrapped herself in the robe and went to her bedroom.

Susan was gonna take care of Lynn while they were out of town. She opened the wardrobe and picked a long lavender dress.

Abby moved to see herself in the mirror. She put the dress in front of her and placed her hand on her belly. In few minutes she would be telling John the big news.

She slipped off the robe and slipped on the dress. Again, she placed her hand on her growing belly and smiled a little.

Just then Lynn started crying. Abby picked her in her arms and rocked her gently and softly.

"Are you hungry honey?"

Abby sat on the bed and slipped down the dress just enough to reveal her breasts. She pulled Lynn closer to breastfeed her.

She always felt a warm feeling when she was breastfeeding Lynn. Like a connection or something.

Suddenly she looked up towards the door and saw John leaned against the door frame, staring at them.

"Hi", She said softly, "How long have you been there?"

"Not long enough."

"Well, don't be shy. Come here." She tapped on the bed, next to her.

He came closer to Abby and Lynn.

He watched as she fed the baby and he couldn't help but smile. He was beginning to understand what happiness meant.

He began to play with Lynn's tiny little hand and felt his body shiver from her soft touch.

Abby looked at his hand and smiled proudly.

"I don't want to leave her."

"Me too."

"You think Susan will take care of her? I mean, proper care?"

"We can trust her." He looked at her.

"John, I can't leave her. What if something happens? Or someone breaks through her place?"

"Abby. She's still here. You can't worry over something you don't even know if will happen."

"But she's just a baby. I wouldn't forgive myself if something happens to her." She was nearly to tears now.

He moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Let's not worry about it okay?"

Her fears were his fears.

"I'll struggle to protect you and Lynn. My family. Nothing will come closer to you both if I'm here."

Abby smiled. That comfort her a little.

"I know."

She looked down to Lynn and noticed she had just fallen asleep. So she moved her away from her body and stood up to put her back on the crib.

John remained sitting on the bed, never taking his eyes of her. Abby picked the baby's bag and filled it with her things. Her eyes filled with tears as she put the things on the bag. She cried silently, she didn't want him to hear it.

Too late.

"What's it?", He came behind her and put his lips on her neck.

"Nothing", She sobbed.

"Come on Abby. She will be okay. Let's try for once."

She sighed deeply.

"Okay."

"Good."

"I'll be downstairs in few minutes, if you want to wait in the limo."

"Sure. Take your time."

Once she was sure he left, she ran to the bathroom and closed the door. Then she leaned against it and slipped till the floor. And then she cried.

She stood up when she heard the driver hurrying her. She re-put her make up again and picked the baby and her belongings.

They quickly arrived at Susan's. Abby was explaining to her all the things she should know but had to go soon. John was telling her they would be late.

"Come on Abby, we have to go."

"Okay. Bye Susan". She caressed Lynn's face. "Mommy loves you."

"Daddy loves you too sweetie. Please be nice okay?"

They got in the limo again and the driver sped off. Abby looked through the back window, to take a last look at Lynn. It broke her heart.

John was staring at her and reached for her hand.

"It's okay. She will be just fine."

Abby didn't answer. Her mind was beginning to be drifted over something else. The big news.

"Yeah, I hope so."

For the last half an hour, Abby tried to find words to tell him she was carrying a baby again.

Questions like, how would he react, is this what I really want kept running and running over her head. It started to scare her.

"John"

"What?"

"Hmmm... how long is gonna take to arrive in Atlanta?"

Shit, yeah okay. This wasn't the right time.

"I don't know."

She nodded her head and looked away.

They were a little distant today. Like they were strangers or something. That didn't please him. He preferred when they were closer. When he had her in her arms. Something wasn't working tonight.

"What is it that you're keeping away from me?", He inquired.

"What?"

"You weren't going to ask me about the time we would arrive to Atlanta."

"Excuse me?"

"Abby, I know you way too well. I can tell you're hiding something. What is it?"

"Well, mister know-it-all, I'm not hiding anything"

"Tell me."

"I don't have anything to tell you!"

"Right."

He bit his lower lip and looked away.

"John."

"Don't worry Abby."

They didn't talk the rest of the ride. When they arrived at the airport, he helped her getting off the car. She seized the opportunity to lace her hand with his, though she felt kinda bad about it.

"John... let's talk."

"No. You said there was nothing to talk about."

"Well, not at that time. But I don't like it when we don't talk."

He let go of her hand and went to the bathroom.

"Right." He said as he walked away.

Abby looked at him for a while before moving to sit on a chair.

A few minutes later, he came back.

Last call for flight 598 to Atlanta. Gate 6.

The woman announced.

John looked down to Abby.

"Come on. It's our flight.

"John", She reached for his hand.

"What is it?"

"I'm sorry about earlier. I do have something to tell you."

"Go ahead."

"I'm pregnant."