Chapter Thirty
Later that day, Will, Todd and Grace were all sitting in a clinic waiting for the doctor to arrive. All three of them were anxious for the baby so they didn't even think about waiting. "I have a question," Grace said, looking at Todd and Will. "Ask away," Todd replied. "Who's sperm am I going to be inseminated with? Your's or Will's?" she asked curiously. "Will," Todd answered quickly. "Really? Why?" Will asked, as Todd kissed him. "You're the more handsome one," he answered, as Grace smiled. Just by looking at them she could tell they were in love and she knew having this baby was the right thing to do.
:: One Month Later ::
Everything had been going well for Grace. After two attempts, she finally got pregnant and Will and Todd were treating her like a queen.
On the other side of town, Jack and Karen were standing in the kitchen baking peanut butter cookies. Lately Karen had been helping Jack with many things without even putting up a fight. He smiled as he looked at her. "Kare?" he asked, as she stopped stirring the cookie mix to look at him. "Yes Poodle?" she asked back. "Would you ever want to get married again?" he asked, as she laughed. "Oh Jackie, marriage is dumb. It's even dumber than kids," she answered, as she began stirring again. He frowned at her comment and opened the oven. "Honey, what's with the face?" she asked. "Nothing Kare," he answered, as they both started scooping the mix and placing it on the metal plan. They put the pan in the oven and waited. "Jackie, what's wrong?" she asked, caressing his hair. "I already told you, nothing is wrong," he answered, as she started laying kisses on his neck. "Do...you...want...to...marry...me?" she asked teasingly, in between kisses. "Stop Karen," he said frowning. "Aw come on Poodle. I like teasing you," she replied seductively. "Well I don't like it," he pouted. "Are you really upset?" she asked, letting go of him. "I want to get married, Kare," he said, as she rolled her eyes. "Oh Jack," she replied simply, as she walked to the open doorway. "Where are you going? We still have to finish the cookies," he said. "I'm not in the mood anymore," she sighed out as she left the kitchen. He looked at the oven which informed him that there were five minutes left until the cookies were done and he blew out a long breath. Was it so wrong that he wanted to get married? He sadly placed the used bowel and spoon in the sink and yelped when he heard a pair of feet running into the kitchen. "Jack!" the young boy exclaimed. Jack turned around and smiled when he saw his son, Elliot. "Hey, how did you know I lived here?" he asked curiously. "You gave me the address! But that's not the point! My mom is dead!" Elliot cried, as he held onto the counter so he wouldn't fall. "What?" Jack asked, not sure if he had heard correctly. "I walked into the house from school and she was standing there clutching her heart. The ambulances came but I ran away from them and got a taxi to come here. She's dead!" Elliot yelled, as Karen walked into the kitchen. "What's going on here? What's with all the racket? Oh...It's just you," she said when she saw the boy. She noticed the expressions on both of their faces and she gave them a confused look in return. "What?" she asked.
Meanwhile, Grace was laying on the couch eating a big piece of cheese pizza. She had so many more cravings than before, it was astounding. She licked her lips as she gobbled up the last few pieces of the crust. "I see your adjusting well to the eating every minute part," Will said, walking into the apartment. She nodded as she grabbed another pizza. "You damn right," she replied, biting into it. He sat down next to her and rubbed a hand up and down her back. "Thank you for doing this, Gracie," he said, kissing her cheek. "Oh Will, don't thank me now. Thank me when the baby is out," she replied. He smiled and grabbed a piece for himself. "Have you had much morning sickness?" he asked, as she shook her head proudly. "Nope I haven't thrown up yet and just for the record, I, Grace Adler, will never have morning sickness," she answered. "I'm sure," he said, as she giggled. Then suddenly, she dropped the pizza and ran into the restroom. "No morning sickness, huh?" he asked, loud enough so she would hear.. "Ha ha!" she managed to exclaim, before throwing up.
Later that day, Will, Todd and Grace were all sitting in a clinic waiting for the doctor to arrive. All three of them were anxious for the baby so they didn't even think about waiting. "I have a question," Grace said, looking at Todd and Will. "Ask away," Todd replied. "Who's sperm am I going to be inseminated with? Your's or Will's?" she asked curiously. "Will," Todd answered quickly. "Really? Why?" Will asked, as Todd kissed him. "You're the more handsome one," he answered, as Grace smiled. Just by looking at them she could tell they were in love and she knew having this baby was the right thing to do.
:: One Month Later ::
Everything had been going well for Grace. After two attempts, she finally got pregnant and Will and Todd were treating her like a queen.
On the other side of town, Jack and Karen were standing in the kitchen baking peanut butter cookies. Lately Karen had been helping Jack with many things without even putting up a fight. He smiled as he looked at her. "Kare?" he asked, as she stopped stirring the cookie mix to look at him. "Yes Poodle?" she asked back. "Would you ever want to get married again?" he asked, as she laughed. "Oh Jackie, marriage is dumb. It's even dumber than kids," she answered, as she began stirring again. He frowned at her comment and opened the oven. "Honey, what's with the face?" she asked. "Nothing Kare," he answered, as they both started scooping the mix and placing it on the metal plan. They put the pan in the oven and waited. "Jackie, what's wrong?" she asked, caressing his hair. "I already told you, nothing is wrong," he answered, as she started laying kisses on his neck. "Do...you...want...to...marry...me?" she asked teasingly, in between kisses. "Stop Karen," he said frowning. "Aw come on Poodle. I like teasing you," she replied seductively. "Well I don't like it," he pouted. "Are you really upset?" she asked, letting go of him. "I want to get married, Kare," he said, as she rolled her eyes. "Oh Jack," she replied simply, as she walked to the open doorway. "Where are you going? We still have to finish the cookies," he said. "I'm not in the mood anymore," she sighed out as she left the kitchen. He looked at the oven which informed him that there were five minutes left until the cookies were done and he blew out a long breath. Was it so wrong that he wanted to get married? He sadly placed the used bowel and spoon in the sink and yelped when he heard a pair of feet running into the kitchen. "Jack!" the young boy exclaimed. Jack turned around and smiled when he saw his son, Elliot. "Hey, how did you know I lived here?" he asked curiously. "You gave me the address! But that's not the point! My mom is dead!" Elliot cried, as he held onto the counter so he wouldn't fall. "What?" Jack asked, not sure if he had heard correctly. "I walked into the house from school and she was standing there clutching her heart. The ambulances came but I ran away from them and got a taxi to come here. She's dead!" Elliot yelled, as Karen walked into the kitchen. "What's going on here? What's with all the racket? Oh...It's just you," she said when she saw the boy. She noticed the expressions on both of their faces and she gave them a confused look in return. "What?" she asked.
Meanwhile, Grace was laying on the couch eating a big piece of cheese pizza. She had so many more cravings than before, it was astounding. She licked her lips as she gobbled up the last few pieces of the crust. "I see your adjusting well to the eating every minute part," Will said, walking into the apartment. She nodded as she grabbed another pizza. "You damn right," she replied, biting into it. He sat down next to her and rubbed a hand up and down her back. "Thank you for doing this, Gracie," he said, kissing her cheek. "Oh Will, don't thank me now. Thank me when the baby is out," she replied. He smiled and grabbed a piece for himself. "Have you had much morning sickness?" he asked, as she shook her head proudly. "Nope I haven't thrown up yet and just for the record, I, Grace Adler, will never have morning sickness," she answered. "I'm sure," he said, as she giggled. Then suddenly, she dropped the pizza and ran into the restroom. "No morning sickness, huh?" he asked, loud enough so she would hear.. "Ha ha!" she managed to exclaim, before throwing up.