Telling her father she was pregnant was the last thing she wanted to do. She knew he still hoped that she would go back to New York and take the Bar Exam, but with a baby that was never going to happen. It was just another way she was going to disappoint him.
She put off telling him for a week, it was a long and hard week since they worked together and the morning sickness was in full force. She wanted him to know first, so they had to do it. She had asked him the day before if they could have dinner at his place, with her boyfriend of course. He wasn't looking forward to the conversation either, but they wanted to appear as a united force and prove to her father they were in this together.
The big night arrived and her stomach was churning, though that could have more to do with the baby then her nerves. They arrived together at her father's place. She technically still lived there, but spent more nights with her boyfried than at the house since his return.
They entered the house to find her dad in the kitchen, he had already started on dinner. She was relieved to find the smell didn't upset her stomach, the last thing she needed was to throw up. The two said hello to her dad and got straight to work on helping him make dinner.
No one spoke as they each took to a job. She wasn't ready to talk, who knows what might come out of her mouth if she did. She knew that before they left she was going to have to tell him, but she was going to put that off till the last possible moment.
Her dad seemed to have different ideas when he asked, "are you pregnant?"
The two dropped their utensils in shock at his question. "How did you know?" she asked not bothering to try and deny it.
"I'm a PI Veronica, and I pretty good one I might add. I figured something was up when you asked if you and Logan could have dinner here and since neither of you are talking I knew that something was up. And let's not forget that we work together and the walls are thin."
She looked down at the table and mumbled, "I thought I was being desecrate."
"You did a good job of trying to hide it, but I know you're bladder isn't that small. And I know all the signs of pregnancy as well. So are you?"
She looked up to meet his eyes, "Yeah we are."
He put down the knife he was holding and looked away from her. She could feel the disappointment by the way he held his body, his arms leaning heavily against the kitchen counter, his head hung low.
"Look on the bright side, at least we aren't teenagers." she said as a poor attempt to light her mood.
He looked up at her, his jaw clenched, "Do you think this is a joke Veronica?"
"No of course not. We know what we're doing."
"Are you sure about this? We're talking about another life here."
"I know Dad. Yes this didn't come at the best time, but I think we're ready for this. Or as ready as anyone can be to have a baby."
"Are you sure, because there is no running away now. You two are bringing an innocent child into this world and you cannot be wrapped up in your own personal problems. You two are going to be connected to one another for the rest of your lives by this baby. You can't be breaking up and getting back together every five minutes."
"We won't be Dad, we're in this together for the long run."
His face lightened, "Well then I guess congratulations are in order."
"Really?" her eyes widened.
He nodded his head, "I'll admit I'm not too happy about the situation, but this is my grandchild we're talking about. And for that reason I am happy."
She flung herself into her father's arms and let the tears that had been pooling in her eyes finally fall out of relief.
He let go of her and turned to the man that stood stoically beside her throughout the conversation.
"Are you ready to be a father? To take care of my daughter and your child."
"Yes sir."
"You can't be getting into fights anymore. All that anger you have inside has to have another outlet."
"I'm not going to become my father."
"I know you won't."
His body picked up at this confirmation. While he had been the strong one from the moment they learned about the pregnancy, she knew he had his fears as well. She knew how much it meant to him to hear her father, really the only stable parent figure they had in their lives, tell him that he wasn't going to turn out life his father.
He gave a curt nod, "Thank you."
He smiled at the two expecting parents, "I guess we need to celebrate then?"
"Yeah I'm starving and eating for two here. Let's get this meal finished."