well, heres chapter 4. finally, sry it took me so long to post it. well, thanx 4 all who reviewed. much appreciated! good and bad comments are accepted. also some advice would be much appreciated, too! thanx!
Disclaimer: i dont own Everwood or it's characters, and if i did own Everwood, it would not be canceled.
Chapter 4
Bright and the Parents
Ephram was eating cereal on Saturday morning. It was the day after Amy's big news, and Amy was still asleep. Poor thing, Ephram thought, she must be exhausted. Yesterday, Ephram was so overwhelmed by the information that he didn't know what to do. What to think. He knew that he was happy, but also the most scared he had been in his whole entire life. He and Amy were only twenty and in college and-
"Morning," Amy said, walking out of the bedroom.
Ephram turned around and smiled at her, "Sleep well?" he asked.
Amy smiled, "Yeah," she said sitting down on the chair across the table form him. "So... today," Amy said.
"Yeah. Today," Ephram said. He knew what she meant. They had to figure out what they were going to do.
They were silent for a couple seconds. "Does anybody else know except for Hannah?" Ephram finally asked.
Amy shook her head, "No. Well, she might have told Bright, but I doubt it," Amy said.
Ephram nodded, "Do you think we should tell him?" Ephram asked.
Amy thought about that for a few seconds, "Well," she started, "I guess should tell someone," she said, "And Hannah will go insane trying to keep it a secret, seeing that they're living together," Amy said.
Amy was right. After Ephram moved out of the apartment with Bright, Hannah moved in. "Okay, well, it's 10:30. Should we, um, call now?" Ephram asked.
Amy smiled and nodded, "Yeah. I'll call Hannah right now and invite them over. Maybe they can help us figure this out," Amy said. She stood up and headed over to the phone.
Ephram stayed in his chair and continued to eat his breakfast.
"Hannah? Hey, it's Amy," Ephram heard Amy say into the phone.
"Yes...yes, I'm fine. Yeah, um, Hannah? Uh, Ephram and I want you to tell Bright," Amy said.
Ephram stopped eating, Hannah was telling Bright their news? Ephram thought. Amy knew what he was thinking. She looked at him and mouthed, I'll explain.
"Yeah, yes. Thanks, Hannah. Oh, and, can you please come over? Yes...yes, you and Bright," Amy said. Amy waited for Hannah to stop talking until she said, "Thanks so much, Hannah, you're such a good friend," Amy said before hanging up with Hannah.
Amy turned and looked at Ephram, "Okay, I know what you're going to say..." Amy said.
Ephram nodded, "Okay..." he waited for her to reply.
"Ugh. Okay. Well, I think that it would be really hard to tell Bright. I mean, you never know how he's gonna react and honestly," Amy said, "I'm kind of exhausted from surprises right now, Ephram," Amy said.
Ephram nodded and gave her an understanding smile, "Yeah. So am I," he stood up, "Come 'ere, you," he said outstretching his arms to her. She smiled gratefully, and walked into his hug. She didn't wrap her arms around him, instead he held her and she just pulled her arms to her chest. Ephram felt her lean against him and breathe into him. He kissed the top of her head, and then she pulled away. Then, she got her breakfast and Ephram just sat on the couch and watched T.V., both of them just waiting for Bright and Hannah to arrive.
There was a loud knock at the door. "Uh oh, it's them," Amy said half jokingly, half meaning it. They just stood there, half wanting and half not wanting to open the door. There was another loud, impatient knock. Ephram smiled, "Yep, that's Bright. I'll get it, Amy." Ephram walked over to the door and put his hand on the door handle, Well, here goes nothing he thought. He opened the door and Bright practically burst in, with Hannah walking in behind him, "Jeez, guys, how long does it take to answer a door?" Bright said.
Ephram smiled, "Hey, Bright," Ephram said.
Bright saw Ephram and, in all his Brightness, he said, "Dude! I heard you knocked up my sister!"
Hannah's jaw dropped, "Bright!" she said in a shocked voice, whacking him in the arm.
"Ow," Bright said, rubbing his shoulder, "I meant it as a good thing," Bright said.
Bright saying that made Ephram smile. At least someone was very calm about this.
"Hey, guys," Amy said from behind Ephram.
"Amy!" Bright said, walking over to Amy. "Congrats, little sis," he said, hugging her. Amy seemed surprised, but very relieved and relaxed into her older brother's hug, even though she had to stand on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck.
"Thanks, Bright," Amy said, smiling. Then, Bright let go of her and said, "So, what did Mom and Dad say?" he asked, sitting on the couch.
Amy and Ephram looked at each other. Then, Amy said, "Well, um, we haven't exactly told them yet," Amy said.
Bright laughed, "Yeah, I figured. But is Dad going to be your doctor for baby-to-be-Brown?" Bright asked.
Amy and Ephram looked at each other again, "Actually, we haven't exactly talked about that yet," Ephram said.
"Okay, well, are you?" Bright asked.
Amy sighed, "Well, we have to tell our parents sometime, and maybe we can figure it out with them," Amy said.
Bright frowned, "I dunno, Ame. I mean, how do you think Mom and Dad will react. Dad, in particular," he said.
Amy shrugged, "I dunno. I really want them to be happy..." Amy said.
"Well, maybe we should tell them today," Ephram said, "I mean, if your dad or my dad is going to be the doctor for our baby, then we need to tell them soon."
Amy sighed and fell onto the couch, "Ugh, I don't know. God, yesterday I was so overwhelmed by the news and how you reacted," she said pointing to Ephram, "and now today...God, I'm even more confused!" she said.
Ephram sat down next to her, "I know, so am I. But, Amy,we have to tell them. And we really need a doctor," Ephram said.
Amy looked at Hannah, "Hannah, what do you think?" she asked.
"Well," Hannah began, "I think that you should tell your parents and Ephram's dad today and have both of your dads be your doctors. I mean, don't you think that one will be angry if you choose one over the other?" Hannah said.
Amy smiled, "Hannah, I love you. You're so right. Ephram, both of our dads should be our baby's doctor," Amy said.
Ephram smiled and stroked her hair, "Whatever you say, Mom."
Amy smiled and kissed him. Bright was growing impatient next to them, "So, when and how are you two gonna break the news to the grandparents?" Bright asked.
Amy looked at Ephram, "How about we invite them out to dinner. Then we can tell them there," Amy said.
Ephram nodded, "Sounds good to me," he said.
"Dude! Have you ever even touched the pinball machine? Am I the only one who plays it?" Bright asked.
Amy, Ephram and Hannah all shook their hands in unison as they watched Bright walk over to the pinball machine. Ephram loved how Bright could make any situation seem like no big deal. But this is a big deal, Ephram thought, It's a very big deal.
"Amy! Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" Ephram shouted. Amy was in the bathroom getting ready for The Dinner with their parents. "Amy!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Amy said, hurrying out of the bathroom, putting on her earrings.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late," Ephram said.
"Let's go then!" Amy said grabbing her coat and running out the door.
Ephram grabbed his keys and locked the door behind him. They hurried into the car; Amy in the passenger seat and Ephram in the driver's seat.
"Ephram, come on!" Amy said.
"Hey, I'm not the one who took forever in the bathroom," Ephram said.
"You know what, Ephram? I really don't need this right now from you. I"m stressed enough. Just drive," Amy snapped at him.
Yep, she's definitely pregnant Ephram thought to himself as he drove to the restaurant. Amy was very nervous. They were both silent the whole way, but Amy was very fidgety. "Can you go any faster?" Amy asked, not being able to sit still.
"We're almost there, Ames, just calm down," Ephram said trying to make her feel better. However, that didn't work very well.
"Ephram Brown, do not tell me to calm down. I have to tell my parents that I'm pregnant," Amy snapped at him angrily.
"Hey, so do I," Ephram said.
"Ugh!" Amy groaned, throwing her head against the back of the seat.
Finally, Ephram pulled up into the parking lot. He parked the car, and then he and Amy got out of the car. But, Amy didn't move from the side of the car. Ephram walked over to Amy, who had her head hung low, "Hey," Ephram said, picking her head up. A few tears ran down her face, "Hey. Hey, what's wrong?" Ephram said.
"I don't know. I guess it's just me being me or me being pregnant but," Amy said, "I don't want them to be mad," Amy said softly.
"Amy, don't worry. Everything's going to be just fine," Ephram said, hugging his wife.
Amy wiped her eyes and nodded. They walked up to the front door of the restaurant and stopped. They were just staring at the door.
"Come on, let's go," Ephram said finally. Amy slipped her hand into Ephram's, and then he pushed open the door.
They walked to the front desk, "Hi, um, table for five? Under the name of Ephram," Amy said.
The hostess was about to say something, and then Ephram and Amy heard a voice call (half way across the room, might I add), "Amy! Amy, Ephram! Over here!" Dr. Abbott was waving his arms like he was drowning and trying to get help.
Ephram felt Amy squeeze his hand tighter, and then they walked over to the table.
"Hello, you two," Rose Abbott said to them.
Amy smiled, "Hi, Mom. Hello, Dad. Hi, Dr. Brown," Amy said. Ephram waved. Ephram and Amy sat in the two seats that were on the opposite side of the Abbotts. Andy Brown was sitting on the chair that was added on to the edge of the table.
"So, anything new, you two?" Dr. Abbott asked them. Amy and Ephram looked at each other; they were going to wait until after dinner to tell them.
"Should we?" Amy whispered.
"Might as well," Ephram said. They looked back at their parents, Amy looked at her parents' smiling faces and Ephram looked at his dad's. They really have no clue, Ephram thought to himself, as Amy slipped her hand back into Ephram's.
"Actually, there is...something new," Amy said trying to say her words clearly and not sound terrified.
"What?" Dr. Abott said, still cluelessly smiling.
Amy looked at Ephram, who said, "Well, Amy hadn't been feeling good, and she was acting very strange," Ephram said.
Now, they looked worried, "Amy, are you sick?" Dr. Abott asked.
"Oh, Harold, what if she has cancer like I did? Amy, do you have cancer?" Mrs. Abbott said fearfully.
"No! No, Mom, Dad...Dr. Brown, I'm not sick..." Amy said, not being able to find the right words to say.
"Then what's wrong. Ephram?" Dr. Brown said.
"Nothing's wrong, no, nothing's wrong," Ephram said. He was waiting for Amy to tell them.
She squeezed his hand harder, then said, "Dad...Mom...Dr. Brown," she looked at all of them, "I'm...Ephram and I...oh, I'll just say it. I'm pregnant. Ephram and I, we're pregnant. We're having a baby," Amy said finally.
Everyone was silent. Amy was squeezing Ephram's hand so hard that he could barely feel it anymore. Not that he really cared.
"Well?" Amy said, unsurely. They were still silent, and all of them looked like they were in shock. "Please say something, you're driving me crazy!" Amy said desperately.
Rose Abbott got up from her seat and moved over to Amy. She bent down and hugged her daughter, "Congratulations, honey. This is wonderful," Mrs. Abbott said smiling, although still very surprised.
Amy was surprised but relieved by her mother's reaction, "Thanks, Mom," Amy said, letting go of Ephram's hand to hug her mom. Ephram smiled, and felt a tinge of sadness, wishing his mom was still alive to be here. Then he looked at his dad, who looked surprised, but had a small smile on his face, "Congratulations, you two. You'll make great parents," he said.
"Well, of course they will, Andy. Amy will make an excellent mother, no doubt," Dr. Abbott said proudly.
Amy smiled, "Thanks, Dad," she said.
"You're welcome, Amy," he said stiffly.
Amy looked sad, "Dad? Are you mad at me?" she asked him.
Dr. Abbott looked shocked at his daughter's comment, "Amy, dear God no, it's just," Dr. Abbott sighed, "I'm just scared for you, sweetie. For you and Ephram," Dr. Abbott said, looking at Ephram.
Amy smiled, "Daddy," she said to him, reaching across the table to put her hand on his, "You don't have to be scared for me. Or Ephram. We're going to be fine. Especially if you, Mom and Dr. Brown help us," Amy said.
"Of course I'll help you, Amy," Dr. Abbott said, leaving his seat to go hug his daughter. Amy clung to him and Dr. Abbott held her tightly. Ephram smiled; she looked so small in her dad's arms, but what she said to him was so great. He hoped she really believed it.
"Well, who is going to be the doctor for the baby?" Dr. Brown said after Dr. Abbott had sat back down.
"That's another thing we wanted to tell you," Amy said, nodding at Ephram.
"Right. Uh, Amy and I want both of you two to be the doctors. Dad...Dr. Abbott?" Ephram said.
"Well, of course I'll be the doctor for your ba- wait, both of us?" Dr. Abbott said, just now realizing what Ephram had just said.
Amy nodded, "Yeah. We can't choose one of you over the other, and it would be really great, wouldn't it?" Amy said.
Dr. Brown looked happy and said, "I'm perfectly fine with it. How about you, Harold?" he said, smiling.
Dr. Abbott didn't look as happy. "Oh, Harold, stop. Amy, Ephram, that's a wonderful idea. Isn't that right, dear?" Mrs. Abbott said.
"Yes," Dr. Abbott said reluctantly.
"Alright, it's settled then, I guess. Let's celebrate," Dr. Brown said.
"Andy, Amy can't have alcohol, she's bearing a child," Dr. Abbott said, shocked.
"I am aware of that, Harold. Waiter! Can we have, um, a bottle of champagne and a glass of sparkling apple juice," Dr. Brown said.
"Ephram, if I can't drink, neither can you. Besides, you did this to me," Amy said.
"What? If I remember correctly, you were there too," Ephram said.
"Whatever, you're still not drinking, okay?" Amy said.
"Make that two sparkling apple juices, please," Ephram said to the waiter.
Amy smiled, "I love you, Ephram," she said smiling. He kissed her softly, forgetting that their parents were there.
"Eh-hem," Dr. Abbott said impatiently, "And, Ephram, you are twenty, am I correct? Have you forgotten the legal drinking age?"
"Oh, Harold, he just wanted to celebrate. Quite," Rose said.
Amy and Ephram smiled to each other, and picked up their menus to order. God, I love her Ephram thought...and then Amy's face turned green and she bolted to the bathroom. It's going to be a long nine months Ephram thought to himself. And he couldn't wait.
ok, has anyone but me realized how incredibly cheesey and fluffy this is. o well. maybe i like fluff. dunno yet. R&R, please. i need at least one or two reviews b4 i post chapter 5. thanx 2 all who reviewed!