Chapter 9
Curled in the armchair facing the window Kelly stared outside. She could hear Dylan's soft breathing as he slept. They've been married for twelve hours, she should be lying there asleep with him in the big bed before they'd wake up and make love until they'll fall asleep again exhausted and satisfied. No such luck.
Looking down in her lap she saw the two lines still staring back at her, she sighed. With the wedding and everything else that was going on she completely missed that she was late again, this time she did the test...twelve hours of wedding bliss was all they were going to get.
She jumped slightly when she felt Dylan's arms wrap around her from behind. "Good morning wife. I've missed you in bed." He murmured kissing her cheek and neck before his eyes fell on the slender object in her lap the two dark lines changing the mood immediately.
Kelly felt as his arms left her and closed her eyes waiting for the charade that she knew will come, no matter what he told her weeks ago this was not something he wanted at the moment and she was fully aware of the fact.
"How long do you know?" Dylan asked trying hard to stay calm.
"Around thirty minutes."
Pacing the room he ran the hands over his face frustrated, all of this hidden to Kelly's view as she was stubbornly staring out of the window in front of her.
"We're not ready to do this, Kelly." He said finally.
"I'm not getting rid of this child." Kelly fired, standing up from the chair that was her shelter for the past minutes and finally facing her equally angry husband.
"I never said you should. Don't put words in my mouth, but I don't like that you're making decisions for me either." Dylan replied glaring at her.
"That makes two of us. You might have a point that neither of us is ready right now, but if I'm able to hang onto the baby it's going to come whether you like it or not."
"Fine. Do whatever you want, screw our lives." Dylan shouted storming out of the room. Kelly dropped down on their bed, listening to the hustling and bustling coming from the living area. She could clearly hear the clinging of the glass...he was going to solve his problems with alcohol again. She nearly jumped when the sound of glass shattering against the wall echoed through the room, the tears spilling down her cheeks.
Hearing David's voice Dylan looked up from the papers he had been reading just in time to see him walk through the door.
"Hey." David greeted him a beaming smile on his lips.
"Hey." Dylan let out a less than enthusiastic greeting. He had been in foul mood for the past two days, ever since finding out that Kelly was pregnant the previous morning. She left shortly after their fight and didn't return to the hotel for the night instead sending him a text letting him know she'll be staying at the beach apartment which only angered him further. So much for their honeymoon phase.
"You're in a strange mood." David commented plopping himself on the couch in the corner of Dylan's office.
Dylan didn't say a word the dark thoughts running through his mind again. He could forget about selling the club and opening a shop and a surfing school, there would be no traveling either, he intended to whisk Kelly away for their actual honeymoon once he'll graduate that was out too, no evenings in club, no camping, no trips on motorbike, hell he did not even own a motorbike, no sex whenever they felt like it. Instead they'll be buried in diapers with a screaming child and no sex life at the age of twenty-six, scratch it, they'll have no life at all.
"This is probably going to be a very one sided conversation." David sighed before grinning again. "It was a false alarm. She's not pregnant." He announced happily.
"Congrats. I didn't have so much luck." Dylan uttered.
"Wait? You and Kelly?" David asked surprised.
"Yeah, apparently. Those fucking two lines were there yesterday morning." He grumbled.
"How far is she?" David questioned.
"No idea." Dylan shrugged leaning back in his chair.
"You've flipped out, didn't you?" David asked the conversation they had two days ago still fresh on his mind.
"Yeah, it didn't dig over very well. She left shortly after and didn't return home last night either." Dylan explained.
"And what are you waiting for?" David asked.
"I've no idea what to tell her. Yes, we talked children, but those were future hypothetical children and a conversation that should have eased her mind." Dylan tried to explain.
"You still have months until that child will be actually here." David shrugged.
"Should have told you the same when you were freaking out thinking you've knocked up Gina." Dylan noted. "I've no idea how to do this. My parents screwed me up, I never get to see firsthand how parenting should be done."
"You can't be so screwed up when Kelly married you." David smirked.
"You're forgetting that she is Jackie's daughter, we can still blame it on lack of judgment on her side." Dylan said dryly.
"The fact is...leave out the Walsh's and everyone in the group was screwed up by their parents to some degree." David shrugged.
"Me and Kel are extreme cases." Dylan noted.
"Well you may not know, how parenting should be done...but you do know how it shouldn't be done. I think it's time to come back crawling and ask for forgiveness, the longer you put it off the worse it will be in the end...more time to think and get pissed off. Unless of course you plan on leaving her after two days of marriage." David narrated.
"You're going to kick my ass if I do." Dylan smirked.
"I might do just that, although I'm not sure if it'd knock some sense into you." David noted.
"It's not like I did anything to prevent it, I mean she's on the pill I thought we were safe." Dylan sighed.
"Too much information." David screwed his face.
"Because you and Gina are sitting there, playing chess all night. That's why you've been all stressed out that you might have knocked her up." Dylan shook his head.
"Gina's not your step-sister." David smirked.
"No, but I know she can be very entertaining." Dylan added pushing the chair away from the table and standing up.
"Are you going somewhere?" David asked.
"Yeah, going to talk to my wife and see if some begging and crawling as you've recommended is going to solve this. Since she's not returning my calls or messages, it's time I pay her a visit." Dylan uttered heading outside.
Walking through the hallway of the hospital Dylan searched for her. He drove directly to the store, but Donna let him know quickly that Kelly was not there. She was angry as well, but he was glad for that, at least he knew that Kelly had a shoulder to cry on when her husband behaved like an asshole, after all he couldn't guarantee it won't happen again. After some begging and crawling she let him know that Kelly had an appointment with her doctor. So he headed to the hospital for what he knew was going to turn into more begging and crawling.
He spotted her sitting in the waiting room, playing with the two rings on her finger lost in her thoughts.
"Hey." He said softly sitting down next to her.
"What are you doing here?" Kelly asked quietly. He expected rage or something her tone surprising him.
"I came to beg and crawl." He offered a small smile cracking on his face.
"Not the best place." Kelly noted.
"True." Dylan agreed. "Can leave that part for later, I think you might enjoy the performance."
Kelly smiled softly.
"Have you seen the doctor yet?" Dylan questioned.
"No, not yet, she'll do the ultrasound. But they've drawn my blood and did the test, and I'm definitely pregnant, they just want to confirm how far along." Kelly mumbled.
"How comes?"
"It looks that what I thought was my last period actually wasn't so I can be further along and yeah, that would mean I was taking the pill while pregnant." Kelly looked at him.
"It's going to be alright." Dylan kissed the side of her head wrapping his arm around her shoulders. He knew nothing about the pregnancy stuff and pills, but it took no genius to figure out why she was so worried.
"Kelly McKay." A young blond haired nurse walked out.
"I'm going with you." Dylan mumbled standing up with Kelly. It was enough that he flipped out when she found out, he didn't want her to be there alone when they tell her there is something wrong with the baby he knew she so desperately wanted.
"Here you have a gown to change into and the doctor will be with you in a few minutes." The nurse said handing Kelly the hospital gown before disappearing behind the door.
"I'm going to get changed." Kelly said quickly hiding behind the sheet. Left alone he looked around the room. He had been to hospital countless times before but never in this department, looking around he decided promptly it was not pleasant either. Seconds later Kelly returned dressed in the gown, holding the two ends of fabric together over her bum.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Dylan chuckled.
She stuck out her tongue at him, sitting up on the table with stirrups.
"Anyway why did you have to change? I thought she was going to do an ultrasound." Dylan asked confused.
"Transvaginal ultrasound." She bit her lip.
"Shit...she's..." Dylan looked at her shocked.
"Yeah, exactly." Kelly grinned at him.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He teased her.
"Not the procedure, but the look on your face is priceless." Kelly noted.
"So am I forgiven?" Dylan asked grinning.
"I'll think about it later, but so far I'm glad you're here." Kelly said truthfully.
"Hello Kelly." The doctor greeted her walking into the room.
"Hello Dr. Meier!" Kelly returned the greeting. "This is my husband, Dylan McKay." Kelly introduced him.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. McKay." She smiled.
"You can call me Dylan." He said promptly as they shook their hands.
"I won't keep you two in suspense much longer. Kelly you can lay back and put your legs into the stirrups." She ordered waiting for her to do so before she got seated between her legs.
Dylan took a position by Kelly's head determined to not look at anything else than Kelly's face or whatever they were going to see on the screen.
"Alright Kelly, relax. You might feel some pressure." The doctor instructed her.
Looking down at Kelly's face he could see her grimace slightly. Soon the monitor jumped to life, but all they could see was a bunch of white spots and lines on a black screen.
"And here is the baby." Dr. Meier said finally pointing to their little blip on the screen.
Kelly breathed in holding back her tears.
"The baby looks to be in line with the hCG levels, you're eight weeks along. Do you want to hear the heartbeat?" She asked.
Kelly nodded in reply unable to say a word her emotions on high again. The room filled with a galloping sound of their babies little heart.
"Heartbeat is 162 beats per minute, absolutely perfect." She noted.
After the ultrasound was finished, Kelly sat on the table. Dylan's hand resting on her back protectively.
"I was still taking pill until two days ago. Is that dangerous for the baby?" Kelly asked what was haunting her since she knew about the pregnancy.
"There were assumptions in the past that it may lead to lower birth weight or congenital problems with urinal tract of the baby, but none of that was confirmed. At this moment everything looks good and you have nothing to worry about." The doctor assured her.
"I want you to take it easy until you're out of the first trimester, everything looks fine but there is no guarantee with your condition. Rest as much as you can, if you feel any cramps or pain I want to see you immediately and I'd advise against sex for the next weeks. If you can't abstain than gentle and no deep penetration. If there are no problems I want to see you in four weeks for another ultrasound." She narrated.
"Alright." Kelly babbled out momentarily overwhelmed by all the information.
"The nurse will give you prescription for prenatal vitamins, take one pill every day and she will also schedule your next ultrasound." The doctor finished.
"Thank you doctor." Kelly said.
"Thank you." Dylan added before the doctor walked out of the door.
"How do you feel?" Dylan asked moving in front of her and wrapping his arms around her.
"Happy. Scared. Overwhelmed. You name it." Kelly smiled softly. "You?"
"Same." Dylan smiled. "I nearly choked on the no sex part."
"I thought so." Kelly grinned.
"Mhm." He kissed her forehead. "Go, get dressed mamma so we can head out of here." He mumbled, taking her hands and helping her off the table.
"You better get used to helping me up, you know when I reach the size of a baby whale." Kelly smirked not bothering with covering anything this time.
"That's the last thing I'm worried about, even if you put on 20 lbs. you'll still be a lightweight." Dylan noted enjoying the view the dark thoughts slowly disappearing. They could pack the car instead of motorbike for a camping trip, there would be enough friends to babysit if they decide on a night out, there was nothing that pointed to their baby being a constant screamer and who said you can't fly overseas with a child?