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Chapter 10

"You ok?" He asked watching her. Chris saw Deacon smiling.

"What? What is with that grin?" She growled a bit, annoyed at his smirk.

"Isn't this the best news? Isn't this what you really wanted?"

Chris swallowed opening her door. "Maybe, I am scared though, I dunno what happens now. I think I damaged our relationship a little too much lately. He probably hates me."

Chris began to cry. Deac stepped to her.

"Hey, you and I both know he doesn't hate you. He might be hurt and confused, but he doesn't hate you. You will work it out Chris. First step, when are you gunna tell him?"

Chris nodded slowly and hugged Deac. "I will have to tell him soon…. he deserves to know; I am so scared though. But I gotta be honest as hard as it might be."

After Deac dropped her home. She sat on the sofa holding her phone, her thumbs hovering over the keyboard as she was debating whether she should try and talk to him right now. She had only just left Deacon and part of her knew that she wouldn't feel settled until she had spoken with him and told him that this baby was his.

Chris: Hi, I know things between us are weird right now but, would you come and meet me? We need to talk.

She typed and hit send. Closing her eyes and tossing her phone back on the sofa beside her.

Street: Hi, you ok?

She read his response and swallowed hard.

Chris: I'm ok, I just need to talk to you, in person and say somethings. I understand if you don't want to see me, but I'll be waiting on the esplanade near the ice cream van in 20 minutes.

He immediately knew the place. She slipped on her shoes and walked the few blocks towards the beach. Sitting on the garden wall she watched the people coming and going. Every time a couple or young family walked past, she felt her heart freeze, her stomach lurch and an almost sick feeling fill up her chest. She was lost in her own mind thinking about how she would tell him that the baby was his, and how the hell he might react to that news.

"Hey." His voice behind her immediately sent a shiver down her spine. She turned and faced him.

"Hi," she answered closing her eyes and swallowing hard. "Sit or walk?" She asked glancing at him nervously.

"I dunno Chris, I dunno why I am here? What's going on?" He replied with his hands in his pockets and what she would swear was an invisible wall up. She couldn't blame him though. She had hurt him. She had pulled away so abruptly, with little to no real explanation or effort to try to fix it. She couldn't blame him for being a bit guarded tonight.

"Can we walk?" She asked softly motioning to the beach and taking off her shoes. He nodded and gestured for her to go ahead. Following her to the sand he had never felt more nervous. He had no real idea why she had asked him to meet her tonight.

As she walked a few paces ahead towards the water he watched her. He knew something was troubling her or eating at her and that she needed to see him tonight to say something. As she paused and let the water lap at her toes he came to her side.

"Chris, please just tell me why I am here. You had made it pretty clear that things between us were, I dunno, non-existent, never really a thing? I mean I am just confused."

Chris looked down. Again, that shame for the way she had behaved and treated most people lately took over. Tears began to well and she swallowed hard and blinked trying to fight them back.

"I am sorry." She said. Sincerity filling her shaking voice. "I never, ever meant for any of this to happen. I honestly tried to make things just work, the way I thought they should, but, but I guess I stuffed that up too." She turned away and swallowed again. Swiping away a few tears.

Looking down at the sand, he sighed. "Chris, I don't want to see you hurt. I hate seeing you cry. I would have given anything for it all to just work out the way I dreamt it would. But I know things in real life are more complicated than that. I know that you have other people in your life, that whatever we maybe did or didn't have is just something that we need to accept is out of the question now and move on."

Chris held her breath and nodded. That broke her heart. He honestly was moving on, accepting she was gone? "I understand that. I do. But I just," she stopped talking and closed her eyes, a shudder running up through her body.

He watched her, briefly closing his own eyes and inhaling. "Talk to me Chris, what is going on?"

Chris turned and began to walk, motioning for him to join her. "When I pretty much walked away from what we…." she paused. "I felt guilty and sad for ruining things. But I thought I was protecting you in a weird way. That you were better off without me mucking stuff up and making things harder."

"Chris!" He whispered. "That was never how…" She stopped and faced him. So many tears in her eyes.

"I see that now," she admitted as her tears escaped. She sunk down and sat on the sand. "I know, I know now that I really stuffed all of this up." Her head in her hands as she sobbed.

"What? What are you saying?" He lowered himself down next to her. He could see how broken she was and how much she needed someone to help her.

She inhaled and held her breath for a second. Before wiping her face, chewing her lip and looking at him. "I …. I asked you here because I needed to say somethings, for you to know somethings."

"Okay?"

"So, the last few weeks, like when I told you about being pregnant?"

"Yeah?" The sadness he felt at being reminded that she was in a relationship and pregnant and they were well, not a thing, killed him a little inside.

"I felt like, and still feel like, the biggest, most awful untrustworthy slut in the whole world."

"Chris!" He whispered and reached over covering her hand with his. "You know that despite what happened and the circumstances around it, I would never think about you like that."

She shook her head and chewed her lip. "But with what I did to you, Jesus, you damn well should."

He sighed. "We all make mistakes; we all have times when we stray from our best. Come on you know that." She swallowed hard and nodded. Slowly she looked at him, a sad and scared expression on her face as she pulled her hand back from him and turned her body to face him. She knew she just needed to tell him. No more beating about the bush.

"I asked you here, because I needed to say something. I can't keep trying to move forward until I take this step and deal with whatever the consequences will be." She looked down and traced the sand.

He tilted his head and frowned at her. "Okay?" He added watching her.

"I had an ultrasound and blood tests today. Deacon went with me." She said glancing down.

"Yeah, oh! Deacon? Why Deacon?" He asked confused. "I thought you would have taken Ty or even Kira. "

Chris closed her eyes and cried. Burying her face deeply in her hands. Street was surprised by her reaction.

"Chris?"

"Fuck! Jim," she paused. "I never told you, but I broke up with them the day after we," she sobbed heavily again.

"Chris? You broke up with them months ago? Why the hell wouldn't you tell me that?" But as he sat there on the sand, he knew why she didn't. She was trying so hard to distance herself from him then. If she had told him, he knew he would have pushed the idea of a 'them' more and that would not have gone down well.

Chris sat sobbing; she wiped her tears. "If I had told you, you would have felt guilty too and there is no sense in us both being miserable." She almost whispered.

"Chris," he sighed. "How do you think pretty much losing you completely felt?"

She dropped her head and cried again. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "I understand if you kinda hate me."

He stood up slowly. "I dunno what to say? I guess this," he motioned to the air between them, "is more broken than I thought. I mean I know how hard you pushed me away and stuff, but I always thought you trusted me enough to come to me with big stuff like that."

"Jim, I'm sorry…" she began, "I was in a bad place and I …" she looked up at him as he stood next to her looking out at the horizon. She could see he was hurting and confused.

"Chris, is everything okay? with the baby? with you? I mean I know you guys were having a hard time like when we were on that mission, but …." She could hear the genuine concern in his voice. He hesitated a little and looked down at her. "Was it because of me? Because of what we did?" He said sadly.

"Jim," she exhaled, slowly standing up and facing him, "No, I …. I think I knew before that mission that we, the thrupple, had reached the end. I was just too scared to admit it," she paused. "And what I did to you after that, god I feel so awful."

He shook his head; he was a bit angry and sad. Why hadn't she just swallowed her pride and told him. Maybe his idea that they were close, each other's persons was way off. How the hell could he be so wrong?

"I wish you could have just told me Chris." He mumbled as he watched the water.

"What happened Jim, it hurt me too. But I honestly thought pushing you away was for the best. What we did, you know that it was wrong, horrible timing and awful circumstances. If I let that continue it was going to snowball and maybe ruin one of our careers."

He dusted the sand off his hands and looked at her. "What if I didn't care about any of that? What if I wanted a say in that Chris? Do you know how much you broke my heart?" He looked back at her with tears in his eyes.

She didn't say anything just dropped her head. He inhaled and turned.

"So why am I here? What did you need to say?"

He could see she was scared. He could feel her uncomfortableness and the weird tension in the air.

"Today um, at the scan well I, they gave me a conception date estimate. I am, uh scared and a bit terrified." She paused and was looking down at the water on her toes. He assumed she was scared cause she knew her due date now and that the reality of it all had suddenly hit her, that she was actually having a baby.

"Chris, you know I will stick by my promise to be here. We all will, no matter what. I will help you with the baby and all of that. I wouldn't let you do it alone." He said slowly glancing at her.

"Well," she began. "I um, I know I probably should have come to you before now, but I was sad and scared. I had lost you; I had lost them, and I didn't know what to do."

He looked at her, a bit angry. "You didn't lose me; you threw me away." He said coldly.

"Jim!" She pleaded. He turned away and started to walk back up the beach. "I just can't go through all of this again Chris. I can't keep doing this rollercoaster ride. You need to decide what you want and stop playing with everyone." He began to walk back up the beach and she closed her eyes and cried watching him walk away.

She sank back onto the sand. It suddenly hit her how badly she had hurt him. How much he had loved her and how much damage she had done. She heard his bike start and more tears fell. This time he was the one walking away from her. She sat for a while crying. Trying to work out what to do.

Eventually she got up and started walking down the beach. She had no idea what the next steps were now. He seemingly wanted nothing to do with her. She hadn't even had the chance to tell him. If just the news that she had broken up with Ty and Kira made him that angry, what would he do when he found out the rest. She was shaking with fear.

As the sunset disappeared and it became dark, she decided it was time to walk home. She turned and began to move up the beach when she saw him. He was sitting on his bike. At the edge of the sand watching her. She stopped and stood there. Slowly he got off his bike and walked to her. Standing in front of her in silence for a bit before he spoke.

"I, I am sorry for walking off. I just,"

"I know, I get it." She said nodding sadly. "I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I wish I could just magically undo what has been done. I wish I could have done things differently." She slowly looked up at him.

He nodded. "As upset as I am that you wouldn't tell me any of that, and that you were okay with pushing me away like that, I still care about you Chris. I always will."

"Jim, you were the first person I told I was pregnant. I was still trying to let you in, but I was scared as hell when I got that bombshell. I never imagined any of this would happen. And after what happened with us, I just, I, couldn't see a way out and yes I know I fucked up."

He nodded. "Okay, you wanted me here to say something, and, well, what is it? Why am I here?"

Chris inhaled hard and rubbed her lips together. She was terrified how he would react. She knew he was already hurt; this wasn't going to make it better.

"The scan, today, well, the conception date they gave me, it ah," She inhaled again and blinked back tears as he looked at her.

"Yeah?" He prompted.

"Ok, what I am trying to say is that, based on what has happened in terms of my love life, I know that, this baby," she paused and glanced at him. He looked at her with a furrowed brow and his dimples twitched. She was hoping he would work out what she was getting at, but his face showed more confusion than clarity.

"Jim," she said softly. He darted his eyes about her face. "This baby is, your baby."

"What?" His eyes went wide, and he swallowed hard.

She glanced down and back up. "The HcG levels and scan of the baby say I am 12-13 weeks. There is no way that this baby is Ty's. When all of that happened with us, Ty and I hadn't slept together in a long time, like over a month."

"Oh!" He instantly froze, before looking at her questioningly. "But for months you let me believe that you were still with Ty and Kira and that this baby was Ty's?" He looked hurt and confused.

"I, I didn't know if, " she looked away and continued, "I didn't know how far along I was and who the father was." She cried again. "I felt and still feel like the biggest slut." She sank down in the sand again. "I didn't know that this baby was yours until today. I mean, being honest, I hoped it was,"

"No! Chris! You don't get to say that." He said as he sank down next to her. "You, you broke my heart, pushed me away and basically shut me out for months, when all along you knew there might be a chance that this baby was mine?" He looked at her, anger again filling him. He stood up and turned away. She slowly stood up too.

"Jim, I am sorry." Chris whispered reaching for his hand.

"I need a minute." He said holding his hand up to her. He began to walk back up the beach again. Chris closed her eyes and began to cry. She couldn't blame him. She sat back down and cried. Well I guess she had her answer. He had walked away again. He took about 10 more steps. Before he stopped. He looked up at the esplanade, at his bike and then turned and looked back over his shoulder at her. 'What am I doing?' He asked himself. He stood watching her again. He could see she was curled up crying. And it broke his heart. As angry as he wanted to be with her. He just couldn't. He couldn't walk away and leave her. He couldn't watch her in so much pain.

He slowly began to walk back to her. She felt him come beside her.

"I know you hate me. I'm sorry. I just wanted you to know and to try and do this right from now on." She slowly said. "I'm not asking anything of you, we can sort out the legalities later. But you needed to know." She finished not looking at him.

"Hey, I don't hate you." He couldn't remember a time when he had seen her this vulnerable. That scared him a little. She continued to sob and hide her face a bit.

"Ok, well," she began to stand up. "I um, I better head home then, it's getting late." She went to take a step.

Street sighed a big sigh. He knew his reactions tonight had broken her heart a little too. That she now assumed he wanted nothing to do with her and that this was going to be a big mess to 'legally' sort out?

"Chris, wait, stop." He said as he reached out and grabbed her hand. She didn't look at him. She couldn't she felt so ashamed. "Don't go, we um, need to talk and,"

"And what?"

"Chris, I don't know what all of this means, I am a bit overwhelmed and I haven't handled my reactions very well and I'm sorry." He stood looking at her for what felt like an eternity. "Please don't think I don't want this. Please don't think I would ever hate you Chris." He gazed into her eyes. "Fuck, I'm sorry for walking away before. You don't deserve that. I care about you, so fucking much. I hate seeing you hurt." He reached out and took both of her hands. As she looked at him, he could not quite believe that the woman he had loved for so long, was in front of him tonight telling him that she was pregnant with his baby. She didn't say anything just looked back at him. Their eyes danced in silence for a bit. The way they used to say so much through just their glances was back.

She blinked slowly at him. "Jim, I." She stepped a fraction closer and drew her gaze back to his. "I um, I,"

He stepped closer, closing the distance between them. He held a finger up to her lips. "Chris, I really wanna kiss you right now." He whispered looking down at her.

Chris bit her lip, the hormones flying around her body right now, made her let go of everything else. She reached up and grabbed his face. Slowly drawing his lips to hers. That kiss was searing and passionate. Sparks flew throughout her body as he kissed her hard. She slowly drew back.

He looked at her. There were so many things he was thinking and wanted to say. But just looking into her eyes right then. He could see that she wanted something here too.