Chapter 11 It's A ...
A/N: You don't really think I'd give it away in the title did you?
(Lucy's POV)
My family sat, eagerly awaiting what I had to tell them. Dad was out of the room because he didn't want to hear.
"Okay. I called you all down here to tell you two things. The first thing is that I had a doctor's appointment today. I had an ultrasound done and they were able to determine the sex of the baby," I explained.
"It's a girl!" Kevin exclaimed.
"Wow!" Ruthie squeeled," I'm gonna have a little niece!"
"My little girl is gonna have her own little girl!" Mom jumped up and hugged me.
"I'm gonna have a sister?" David asked in confusion.
"No sweetie, the baby will be your niece. You're gonna be an uncle," I explained.
Simon sat quietly in the corner as if none of this mattered to him. He seemed to be awfully anti-social lately. I hoped it was just because he was upset about his breakup with Cecilia and nothing more serious.
"Aren't you happy Simon?" I asked.
"Huh? Yeah sure," he replied.
I frowned," Okay, I do have one more thing I want to tell you. I talked to Kevin and we already decided on a name for the baby. In honor of Sam, we are going to name our daughter Samantha."
Mom's eyes lit up," Really? You're gonna name your first daughter after Sam?"
"Yes. It seems like the right thing to do," Kevin told her.
Mom pulled both Kevin and I into a hug and whispered," I love you two so much."
"Where's Daddy?" David asked.
"Oh, that's the thing. Nobody tell Dad about this. He doesn't want to know the gender ahead of time. He said he wants to be surprised, so no matter how much you want to say something to him, please don't," I explained.
(Peter's POV)
Four months of intense physical therapy is exhausting. Sometimes, it's too hard and I want to give up, but my therapist, Jim, won't let me give up. He always says something to keep me going. I can finally walk on crutches. I hope that one day soon I will be able to walk on my own. Today I have to go to the hospital for a therapy session, but first Ruthie Camden is coming over to visit me.
"Peter!" my mom called out.
"Yeah mom?"
"Your friend Ruthie is here to see you," she hollered.
"Okay, send her upstairs," I returned.
"Hey Peter," Ruthie greeted me.
"Hello Ruthie. So what was the exciting news you said you had to tell me?"
"Oh! Lucy is going to have a baby girl and she's going to name her Samantha? Isn't that great?"
"That's so sweet. She's naming her daughter after Sam."
"Yeah. I think it made my mom really happy. How has your physical therapy been going?"
"Let me show you," I said, standing up with my crutches.
I walked around my room, faster than I ever could at the hospital. I realized that Ruthie's presence made me want to walk more than anything. I suddenly felt the need to impress her. It even seemed easier than when I did it in the hospital.
"Whoa. That's great. You're really coming along well," Ruthie praised.
"I think being around you makes it easier for me," I explained.
She blushed," I hope you're kidding."
"No, I'm not. I can never walk this well in the hospital."
Out of nowhere the idea struck me to try and walk without assistance. I dropped my crutches and Ruthie jumped up to help me, but I waved her off. I took a couple of wobbly steps. Then I realized how bad of an idea it was to attempt to walk under my own power. I tumbled forward onto the floor.
"Peter! Are you okay?" Ruthie screamed.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine," I said," except, can you help me up?"
I turned to see the concern in her eyes as she gently helped me onto my bed," I think you would make a great nurse, Ruthie Camden."
Once again she blushed. Then she slowly leaned in toward me. I began to freak out, then she jumped up," I just remembered, I have to go. Bye!"
A/N: I know this chapter is shorter, but I wanted to put it up now. Several reviewers asked me to make the baby a boy and name it Sam. I had already planned on the baby being a girl, but thanks for the idea of naming her after Sam.
Coming Soon: Are Kevin and Lucy moving out? Is Simon okay? What's going on between Ruthie and Peter?
A/N: You don't really think I'd give it away in the title did you?
(Lucy's POV)
My family sat, eagerly awaiting what I had to tell them. Dad was out of the room because he didn't want to hear.
"Okay. I called you all down here to tell you two things. The first thing is that I had a doctor's appointment today. I had an ultrasound done and they were able to determine the sex of the baby," I explained.
"It's a girl!" Kevin exclaimed.
"Wow!" Ruthie squeeled," I'm gonna have a little niece!"
"My little girl is gonna have her own little girl!" Mom jumped up and hugged me.
"I'm gonna have a sister?" David asked in confusion.
"No sweetie, the baby will be your niece. You're gonna be an uncle," I explained.
Simon sat quietly in the corner as if none of this mattered to him. He seemed to be awfully anti-social lately. I hoped it was just because he was upset about his breakup with Cecilia and nothing more serious.
"Aren't you happy Simon?" I asked.
"Huh? Yeah sure," he replied.
I frowned," Okay, I do have one more thing I want to tell you. I talked to Kevin and we already decided on a name for the baby. In honor of Sam, we are going to name our daughter Samantha."
Mom's eyes lit up," Really? You're gonna name your first daughter after Sam?"
"Yes. It seems like the right thing to do," Kevin told her.
Mom pulled both Kevin and I into a hug and whispered," I love you two so much."
"Where's Daddy?" David asked.
"Oh, that's the thing. Nobody tell Dad about this. He doesn't want to know the gender ahead of time. He said he wants to be surprised, so no matter how much you want to say something to him, please don't," I explained.
(Peter's POV)
Four months of intense physical therapy is exhausting. Sometimes, it's too hard and I want to give up, but my therapist, Jim, won't let me give up. He always says something to keep me going. I can finally walk on crutches. I hope that one day soon I will be able to walk on my own. Today I have to go to the hospital for a therapy session, but first Ruthie Camden is coming over to visit me.
"Peter!" my mom called out.
"Yeah mom?"
"Your friend Ruthie is here to see you," she hollered.
"Okay, send her upstairs," I returned.
"Hey Peter," Ruthie greeted me.
"Hello Ruthie. So what was the exciting news you said you had to tell me?"
"Oh! Lucy is going to have a baby girl and she's going to name her Samantha? Isn't that great?"
"That's so sweet. She's naming her daughter after Sam."
"Yeah. I think it made my mom really happy. How has your physical therapy been going?"
"Let me show you," I said, standing up with my crutches.
I walked around my room, faster than I ever could at the hospital. I realized that Ruthie's presence made me want to walk more than anything. I suddenly felt the need to impress her. It even seemed easier than when I did it in the hospital.
"Whoa. That's great. You're really coming along well," Ruthie praised.
"I think being around you makes it easier for me," I explained.
She blushed," I hope you're kidding."
"No, I'm not. I can never walk this well in the hospital."
Out of nowhere the idea struck me to try and walk without assistance. I dropped my crutches and Ruthie jumped up to help me, but I waved her off. I took a couple of wobbly steps. Then I realized how bad of an idea it was to attempt to walk under my own power. I tumbled forward onto the floor.
"Peter! Are you okay?" Ruthie screamed.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine," I said," except, can you help me up?"
I turned to see the concern in her eyes as she gently helped me onto my bed," I think you would make a great nurse, Ruthie Camden."
Once again she blushed. Then she slowly leaned in toward me. I began to freak out, then she jumped up," I just remembered, I have to go. Bye!"
A/N: I know this chapter is shorter, but I wanted to put it up now. Several reviewers asked me to make the baby a boy and name it Sam. I had already planned on the baby being a girl, but thanks for the idea of naming her after Sam.
Coming Soon: Are Kevin and Lucy moving out? Is Simon okay? What's going on between Ruthie and Peter?