We arrived at the doctor's office right on time. I walked up to the front desk.
"Hi. I'm Beca Mitchell. I have an appointment with Dr. Moore,"I told the receptionist.
"Yes. Have a seat and a nurse will come get you when it's time for your appointment,"she replied.
"Okay. Thank you,"I said and then took a seat.
"Beca I'm nervous. What if this baby is Jack's? What are you going to do?"
"Well I told Chloe that I'd just put your name on the birth certificate, but she said you probably wouldn't go for that. So I guess I'll just ask Jack for a divorce and ask him to wave his parental rights, and then you could adopt him or her," I replied.
"I'll love you both no matter what happens." He then placed a kiss to my forehead. "I love you Becs." Just then the lady next to us (who I assume to be about 7 months pregnant) turned to us.
"Y'all make such a cute couple,"she said in a southern accent. "How long have y'all been together?" Right before I was about to answer Jesse answered for me.
"We've been together for about five years now. High school sweethearts,"he told the lady. Just then a nurse called us back.
"Beca Mitchell?"
"Come on Jess," I said while pulling on his hand.
We walked back through the office and the nurse left us in a room to wait for the doctor. We had a few minutes before he came in so Jesse and I discussed what happened.
"Why did you tell that lady that we are high school sweethearts?" I asked while playfully slapping him.
"A man can only dream," he replied, which earned him another slap. Just about then is when the doctor came in.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell," she greeted. Jesse actually corrected her.
"Mr. Swanson,"He told her. "But you can call me Jesse." She seemed confused.
"Okay then. Let us run an ultrasound to see how the baby is doing. Now Mrs Mitchell."
I interrupted her. "Please call me Beca."
"Now Beca if I could just have you lift your shirt enough to expose your stomach." She grabbed a bottle that was sitting next to the ultrasound machine. "Now this will be a little cold," she explained. She squirted just a little bit of the gel on my stomach and used the wand to spread it around. All of the sudden we heard a sound that I knew was my baby's heart. Jesse immediately grabbed my hand in his. "It looks like the baby is healthy, and I would say you're around nine weeks pregnant," she told us.
"How far along does she have to be to take a paternity test?"Jesse asked before I could.
"We could do one now if you'd like. Mr. Swanson, I'll just need to draw a little blood from you and Mom can have an SNP microarray done. It isn't invasive and has no major risks for your baby,"she stated.
"That would be great. Thank you so much,"I told her. She collected the DNA that she needed and took it to the lab for processing. She told us we could wait here because it wouldn't take more than an hour. Thirty minutes later she entered the room.
"Well Mr. Swanson it looks like your going to be a dad,"she told us. I immediately launched myself into Jesse's arms. He peppered my face with butterfly kisses, and I think we made Dr. Moore just a little uncomfortable when we started kissing full on. She cleared her throat uncomfortably.
"Thank you Dr. Moore,"Jesse said quickly while grabbing my hand and pulling me back to the front desk where we set up our next appointment. Jesse drove really quickly on the way back to campus. When we finally arrived at my dorm we sat on the bed and talked. "Becs I'm so excited!" Jesse exclaimed.
"I think I got that from the way you drove back here,"I replied. "What are we going to do about Jack?"I whispered.
"Well this is just my opinion. Tell him your pregnant with my baby and he'll want to divorce you."
"Jess it's not that simple. I'm afraid he's going to hurt me or the baby. I can't just think of myself anymore,"I told him.
"Well let's wait until you are in your second trimester to tell him. There is less chance for miscarriage and even if he does hurt you the baby and yourself are more likely to survive. I don't think you'll be showing very much considering that most women start to show around week 8 and your stomach is just flat and hard. Although your small so I don't know if that will be the case,"he told me.
"Damn Jesse when did you become an expert on babies?"I asked him.
"Well my sister got pregnant when she was in college, but she was married. She told me all about babies and made me watch these miracle of life videos with her. She is lucky I love her because that shit is gross."
"You know I've never met your family,"I said.
"They would love you Bec. How about we go and see them for Christmas?"he asked me.
"Jesse," I warned him.
"Oh right Jack. How about I go with you to ask him for a divorce,"he said.
"I don't know Jesse. I thought we were waiting."
"I don't know if I can wait Beca. I don't want to lie to my parents and I want you all to myself,"he admitted.
"I guess your right Jess. You are this baby's father. Not Jack."
"Can we go now?"he asked.
"No better time than the present I suppose."
