Authors Note:
Hey again! Here's chapter 7! Thanks for the reviews!
A couple days later, Jake arrived home from work to find a very distraught Peyton on the couch. She'd been getting like that. Always upset, always tired. Confused. Jake tried to keep her as calm as possible because of the pregnancy.
He dropped his suitcase by the door and jogged up to her, her tears rolling down her cheeks. "Peyton." Jake said gently, tucking a curl behind her ear. She chocked back a sob and wiped a tear away from her eye. "Jake." She said crying, as Jake climbed onto the couch and took her into his arms. "What happened?" He asked her, kissing her forehead and holding her abdomen. He loved just to feel the slight bump that was forming.
"Brooke. Brooke called..." Peyton started, and Jake kissed the top of her head again as she continued. "And...and she got all pissed off at me...because I didn't tell her I was pregnant sooner." Jake shook his head and kissed her again. "Well, baby that's not your fault. That's her decision. But hey, I'm still here. Jenny's still here. We love you." Peyton smiled up at him and kissed his cheek. "You promise you won't leave?" She asked sadly, and he nodded his head rapidly. "I wouldn't dare lose you again. Or our baby. And whatever it takes, even if I have to wait for you, fight for you, I will. I love you, Peyton."
Peyton smiled and kissed him on his lips. "I love you, too. I'm sorry I've been so bitchy over the past few weeks." Jake smiled down at her. "Nah. I like you when you're bitchy. It's actually kinda sexy." Peyton raised her eyebrows and kissed him again before snuggling into him. And they stayed like that for hours, until Jenny came home from Jake's moms.
Jenny smiled and ran away from her grandmother when she saw her dad. "Daddy! Daddy!" Jenny cried, and Jake climbed away from Peyton. "Dada! Gramma and I went finger painting!" Jake smiled and picked up his baby girl. "Finger-painting?" He asked his little girl. She nodded her head. "Look!" She said showing her father her paint stained fingers. "Oh! Did you have fun?" He asked, and Jenny nodded happily before trying to squiggle out of his arms. "Hey! Where's daddy's kiss?" Jake asked, and Jenny happily kissed her father's cheek before he set her down. "Bye Gramma. I love you!" Jenny said hugging her grandmother, Diana's, legs. "I love you too baby girl." Her grandmother answered before Jenny ran into the living room to show Peyton.
"Mama! Mama!" Jenny cried running into the living room and sitting on Peyton's lap. "Hey baby girl." Peyton said kissing her little girls cheek. "Guess what momma? Gramma and I went finger-painting!" Peyton gasped happily. "Finger-painting?" She asked, and Jenny held up her hands. "I never went finger-painting when I was little." Peyton said smiling. Jenny gasped. "You were little?" Jenny asked. And Peyton smiled.
After Diana was gone, and they had eaten supper and put Jenny to bed, their pajama's on. Peyton's normally loose fitting nightgown had become tighter. She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed the ever so tiny bump forming on her stomach. Jake walked up behind her and placed his hands on the bump, kissing her neck. "I am so fat." Peyton said sadly. Jake took his lips away from her mouth and chuckled. "What?" He asked, and she repeated it. "Our baby is making me fat" She repeated and Jake chuckled again. "You are not fat. You're not even anywhere close. You're not even in the right neighborhood!" He said. And she smiled sadly. "So you'll still love me even if I look like a weeble-wobble?" Peyton asked, and Jake smiled. "Yes. I would love you even if you weighed a thousand pounds. I would love you if you were purple, green, or gray." Peyton smiled.
"You really are something Mr. Jagielski." She said turning around to kiss him. "I aim to please." Jake said, and Peyton raised her eyebrows at him. She ran her fingers through his hair and he smiled at her. "Let's get ready for bed before you please me more." She said winking at him. He chuckled.
They crawled into bed and Peyton rested her tired head on his chest. He smoothed her hair to clam her, as he did every night, and she smiled. "Do you think we'll be okay?" She asked quietly, her voice a whisper. Jake smiled. "Yeah. We'll all be fine." Peyton smiled and kissed his softly before falling into a deep sleep on his chest.
She woke up in the middle of the night to flash of lightning and a crash of thunder. She instantly shot up and looked around. There she saw, Jenny Jagielski, standing at her parents' doorway, crying. "Oh, Jenny baby come here. What is it?" Peyton asked as Jenny crawled into bed with her parents. Jake was still asleep as Jenny crawled in beside them. "I...I had a bad dream..." Jenny said through tears as Peyton hugged her tightly. "Well, it's all okay now. Come on, let's get some sleep." Peyton said, and Jake's eyes opened. "Daddy, I had a bad dream..." She whispered and Jake kissed her forehead. "You can sleep here tonight. Daddy loves you baby girl. Get some sleep okay baby?" Jenny nodded and snuggled in beside her parents.
And the rain stopped.
Peyton smiled. She remembered the first time that happened. She had known it then, and she knew it now.
This was the way it was supposed to be, had to be.
Was meant to be.
Authors Note:
I know, short chapter. I'm sorry. I guess my heart wasn't really into it. I've been so busy with school. Anyways, enjoy and R&R!
