Vegas was a town of bad memories for her, that was one thing she knew for sure.
Westlyn sucked in a deep breath as the car service sped threw the strip and out towards the desert where Jon once shared a home with Renee. They were on the way to pack up the rest of his things and ship them to their new home in Tennessee; both of them wanted a fresh start in a fresh state and the mountains of Tennessee was just what the relationship counselor ordered. Westlyn has insisted on them going and rebuilding a strong relationship that would last this time, there was no way she was going to be an ex-wife for a third time. Their daughters were still in Georgia with her parents while they made the trip to Nevada; she and Finn had an honest discussion and he was now acting like the father his daughter needed and was being a decent co parent for now at least.
Jon's hand rested on her thigh while he drummed his fingers against her leg, "what is wrong with you?" She asked raising an eyebrow, "Nervous she's burned all your stuff?" Jon scoffed and then frowned, "a little." Westlyn intertwined their fingers together and smiled at him, "I doubt she would do that to her "baby daddy". She snickered. Jon scowled at her, "I'm ready for that charade to be over with already." Westlyn nodded in agreement, she too was tired of the so called "pregnancy" Renee was trying to pass off on Jon. She had made phone calls to some mutual friends between them to see if it was true or not, but no one seemed to know the correct answer and it had annoyed her to no end. She ended up making some calls to Jon's lawyer in Vegas for court orders of a pregnancy test and a cease and desist, and this afternoon would be the day they found out for sure. Pulling into the driveway she rolled her eyes at Renee standing in the front door with a hand resting on her belly, "she's ridiculous", Jon mumbled as they got out of the car. "Hi honey, welcome home", she purred at him across the drive, Jon rolled his eyes and laced his fingers into Westlyn's; giving her had a tight squeeze. "Hello Renee, so nice to see you", Westlyn snarked giving her a fake toothy smile. Renee narrowed her eyes, "I don't see why you had to come too." "Lawyers request, can't wait to see your pregnancy test later by the way!" Jon gave her hand a tug as they walked into the house past Renee, "Let's get my shit so we can go quick." Renee followed in behind them as they set about taking things off the walls that belonged to Jon, "Do you want this one?" Renee asked pointing to one of them kissing in the desert, "or should I save it for the baby?" Westlyn opened her mouth to go off but Jon held up his hand to her, "Babe, not worth it; besides stress isn't good for the baby." "That's right Westlyn, don't stress me out", Renee taunted, "he's not talking about you stupid, he's taking about me." Renee's face fell and Westlyn couldn't stop the smirk forming on her face. Tears welled up in Renee's eyes as she stormed from the room and slammed a door upstairs. "Now we can finish this in peace you savage."
Sitting in the doctors office with their lawyers wasn't something she ever wanted to do again. Westlyn bounced her leg as they waited on the doctor to come in with the results. Renee was continuously smirking at her and it was taking everything in her not to go across the table at her. After what seemed like forever the doctor finally entered the office and sat down, "The results state that Miss.Young is indeed pregnant." Before anyone could speak Westlyn slammed her hands on the table, "DNA TEST." The doctor jumped back at her outburst with wide eyes, "We'll be getting a court order for that as well", Jon's lawyer said rubbing his race, "Doctor, how far along is she exactly?" "18 weeks" "24 weeks", Renee and the Doctor overlapped each other, "wait what?" She asked wide eyed, "Your baby is measuring at 24 weeks, not 18." Jon's face drained of color as he sunk down into his seat as Renee stared between them in horror. "It can't be..." she mumbled looking distraught. Westlyn looked between them and it hit her like a ton of bricks, "it's yours isn't it?" She whimpered looking at Jon. He leaned forward and put his head in his hands, "answer me Jon." Westlyn's voice rose as she got angrier; shooting up out of her chair she stared down at him, "LOOK AT ME." Jon finally looked up at her with tears streaming down his face, "Of course it is, once a fuck up always a fuck up." Snatching her bag off of the floor Westlyn darted out of the office into the dry Vegas air. She leaned against the building to try and catch her breath; she felt as if she could vomit right there. Jon darted out the door whipping his head around to try to find her, when he spotted her he was unsure of what to do. They stared at each other for a few moments before he opened his mouth to speak, "We're going to do a DNA test, West." She nodded, "And it'll be yours, right?" He chewed his lip unsure how to answer her, "Maybe." "The fuck does "maybe" mean?" "It might be someone else", Renee said stepping out of the door, "I was certain it was someone else, I was just using it to torture you; but now..." she let her words trail, "Now you've fucked my life up again and we're both pregnant. Woopty fuckin doo." Westlyn pushed herself off the building, "Congratulations Renee, you win." As she walked away Jon yelled after her, "where are you going?" "Anywhere away from you and this fucking town."