Authors Note: The baby in the story does not belong to anyone in Arcadia it was dropped off by a teenage girl who was passing through.
This is my own story.
Disclaimer:I don't own any of Joan of Arcadia.
god,Joan & an unexpected event.
It was a dark, Saturday Morning & Joan Girardi was enjoying the thoughts of the pleasure of sleeping in late, before she is rudely awakened by the sound of her phone ringing.
It's barely morning, she says to herself as she drags her butt out of bed to answer the phone at 4:oo.
"Hello,Joan says in a groggy voice."
"Hey Joan,I want you to do something for me."
"Don't you ever take a break or a day off?" She asked god sarcastically.
"Joan, I want you to listen to me."
"I am listening." "What do you want?"
"Would you please go open your front door?"
"Why, would I want to do that?"
"Just do what I tell you!"
"Ok buddy,I thought that you were god,but now I'm not sure."
"You want proof,here's your proof. When you are alone, you can't help but think about being Mrs. Adam Rove"
"How did you know that?"
"Wait, your god so you know everything about me."
"Alright, I'll do what you ask."
"I knew that I could count on you Joan.
"Goodbye,Joan."
"Goodbye,Your Almightiness."
She hangs up the phone & walks downstairs.
Joan opens the front door,to her surprise she sees a basket sitting on the doorstep. She picks up the basket & she can hardly believe her eyes.Because wrapped in an old blanket is a tiny,sleeping,baby.
She takes baby & all into the house,then she kicks the door closed behind her. On a closer inspection of the basket, she finds a small piece of folded paper.
She unfolds the paper & this is what it said.
To whoever finds this baby. Please see that you find her a good home.I have really messed things up,because neither my boyfriend nor my parents want anything to do with me or this child. It may seem selfish,but I didn't feel like I had any other choice. I'm only 16 years old & I am not ready to be a mother. I feel like someone lead me to leave the baby here on this doorstep.
Joan folds the paper back up & puts it back in the basket.
Luke walks downstairs, sees the basket & steps a little closer.
"Hey, what's this?"
"It's a Spaceship Luke!"
"Really!"
"It's actually a baby."
"Duh,Joan."
"Where did it come from?"
"I opened the door & there she was."
"How do you know that it's a she?"
"Because the note says so."
"What note?"
"There was a note in the basket with the baby."
"What are you going to do with her?"
"I don't know."
"Well,your gonig to need some stuff."
"What kind of stuff?"
"Assuming, that you are going to care for the baby. You will need diapers, wipes,bottles,& formula."
The baby wakes up & opens her eyes. She starts to cry & Joan is at first, at a loss as to what she should do. But she soon decides to pick her up. The baby stopped crying after this & falls fast asleep
Joan decides to let the baby sleep in the basket.
Three hours later, the doorbell rings.....
"Luke,get the door."
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