Disclaimer : I don't own a THING!!!
KT : Don't worry about it, I was pretty sure you reviewed chappie 7 too, oh well. Yeah she is, but you gotta let her off, Adam just accused her of sleeping around lol. I promise she won't be an idiot no more, I'll have a stern talking with her lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
STACEY : You get carried away, You ought to see me lol. I know, I want a Fulton, but I want an Adam more lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
INEEDDUCKS : Thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
GINA : Isn't there a song called that lol? Pretty sure lol. Aww aren't you sweet, I know, I love Connie drunk, she reminds me a little of me when I'm just a little gone. My nans worse, at my 18th she'd only sniffed the lambrini and she was pole dancing around the tent pole, not exactly a pretty site, especially it being my nan lol – just a bit of useful info for you lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
HOTASHELL : Oww I hope you had a good hol, I'm in desperate need of one lol. Glad you enjoyed that last chapter, anyways, thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
Chapter 9
ADAM'S P.O.V
I sat awake all night, thinking about what I was going to say to Connie in the morning. When it turned about 8am, most of the ducks were awake and by 8.30 they all left, knowing I would be wanting to talk to Connie alone. I couldn't miss the warning look Julie gave me though. I sat thinking my words through carefully, when I heard Connie open her door and stumble sleepily out. There were no words spoken between us, as she headed straight for the fridge. Within seconds though, she was dashing toward the bathroom. I got up and followed her, grabbing a bottle of water on the way. I knocked gently, but just loud enough for her to hear over her being sick. When I was sure she wasn't throwing up, I entered slowly, to see her sat on the floor, leaning against the wall next to the toilet bowl.
"Here". I offered her the water.
"Thanks". She took the water and gently sipped it.
After a few minutes, she leant forward and threw up again, not exactly the best sight in the morning, but I sat there with her until she had finished. When she was sure she had finished, she began climbing to her feet, of which I helped her.
"Lay down on the sofa". I told her, heading to the sink to wet a flannel. "Here put this on your head". I ordered as I leant over the back of the sofa, gazing down at her.
"I wish I could decide whether this was morning sickness or a hangover". She answered.
"Probably a bit of both". I answered.
I knew now wasn't the time to talk about yesterday with her, so I just sat in a chair, watching her as she dropped the flannel over her eyes and continued sipping at her water. For the first time I noticed the pregnant woman's glow she had, that all pregnant women were supposed to have, and after about an hour or so, of just sitting there, staring at the girl of my dreams and my unborn baby, Connie sat up and took the flannel away from her face.
"Connie, I'm sorry about yesterday, I shouldn't have said the things I did". I apologised before she had the chance.
"I'm sorry too, I probably didn't break the news very well, and I shouldn't have lost my temper with you and stormed out".
"But you had the right to get mad with me, I insinuated that you made a habit of having one night stands".
"You reacted the way any sane man would have". She told me
"Anyway. Are you keeping it"? I asked the question that had been nagging at the back of my mind.
"WE haven't decided yet". She replied.
"I just want you to know, that whatever WE decide, I'm with you every step of the way". And I truthfully meant every word.
"Thanks". She dove forward and hugged me tightly. A little shocked at first, I soon melted into the hug and savoured every second.
"I mean it, whatever you need, I'm there". I told her, still holding her close.
"Well, actually, I have my first scan this afternoon". She began.
"What time"?
"About 2".
I felt happier, knowing that we had sorted everything from yesterday out. Now secretly and I wasn't about to admit this to Connie, but secretly, I wanted her to keep the baby. Not for me, but for us. I liked the idea of being a dad, wanting to give my child, what my father had never given to me. I was determined to be there, for everything, first steps, first words, starting school, school activities, parent days, graduation, college. It rather excited me just the thought. I shook the thoughts out of my head, before telling Connie that I was just popping home to get changed, and that I'd pick her up about 1.
CONNIE'S P.O.V
Thankfully, I managed to sort everything out with Adam, and just like Pacey had told me, once I had talked to Adam, I would feel so much more better about everything. He had made everything seem easy, and there was no awkwardness between us. Just after talking with him, I was pretty sure that I wanted to keep the baby, I think I always had, but I didn't want to sign my life away if Adam wasn't willing to hang around, but then again that was another thing, I suppose deep down I knew he wouldn't just turn his back on me. After hugging me and telling me he'd be there no matter what, he left to get showered and changed, before he would return to take me to the clinic for my first scan. Bang on 1'o clock, Adam walked through the door. I grabbed my purse and walked down to his car with him. There wasn't much said between us the whole way there, but then again there wasn't much to stay. When we got there, I booked myself in and took the seat next to Adam.
"You nervous"? He asked me after a few minutes.
"A little, you"? I replied, looking at him.
"Nah, I'm cool, calm and collected". He smiled at me jokingly.
"Who you trying to persuade there". I laughed a little.
"Miss Moreau". A nurse called my name, cutting short our conversation.
"That's us". I grabbed Adam's hand and pulled him in the direction of the nurse.
I was handed a night gown type thing and pointed into a small cubical where I could change. Once donned in this pink, cotton, knee length gown, I reappeared and sat on the bed/seat where the nurse told me. It was rather comfy to say the least. The nurse left us, telling us the doctor would be in, in a few moments.
"My, my, Miss Moreau, you look absolutely stunning in that gown". Adam joked, sitting on a stool next to me.
"You think. See I wasn't so sure". I laughed.
"Oh yes, the length really flatters your feet and the colour, well it certainly is a colour that suites you".
"Remind me next time I go shopping, to take you. You certainly know about women's fashion". I cracked up laughing.
"Ok, just don't spread the news, every girl will be wanting me for my fashion sense". He put a serious face on.
"And here I was thinking that they just wanted you for your body".
"Well that too". I felt totally at ease with him, he had this amazing way of taking my mind away from other things.
"Good afternoon, I'm nurse Taylor". A female nurse walked in and shook both of our hands.
She wasted no time and began playing around with the computer thing that she used. I laid there only half aware that I was grasping Adam's hand tightly.
"And here is your baby". The nurse told us, pointing out a small shape no bigger than a small apple. "I'll leave you alone for a few moments". She told us getting up and exiting.
"Adam, look, that's our baby". I whispered, tears entering my eyes.
"I know, something isn't it".
We must have been sat there a good few minutes, just staring at this apple shape. If I hadn't been sure before, I certainly was now. The nurse reappeared and printed us a photo off, then began explaining that I was nearly 2 months pregnant. Then how much time I had before any decision of terminations had to be made. She gave me packs upon packs of all the information I would need, before allowing me to get changed back into my own clothes. We walked out side by side, both trying to process the information being thrown at us.
"Adam"... I began.
HAHAHA I'm gonna leave this chapter here, 'cause I'm so cruel and love tormenting you lol. Anyways PLEASE R&R!!!!
KT : Don't worry about it, I was pretty sure you reviewed chappie 7 too, oh well. Yeah she is, but you gotta let her off, Adam just accused her of sleeping around lol. I promise she won't be an idiot no more, I'll have a stern talking with her lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
STACEY : You get carried away, You ought to see me lol. I know, I want a Fulton, but I want an Adam more lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
INEEDDUCKS : Thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
GINA : Isn't there a song called that lol? Pretty sure lol. Aww aren't you sweet, I know, I love Connie drunk, she reminds me a little of me when I'm just a little gone. My nans worse, at my 18th she'd only sniffed the lambrini and she was pole dancing around the tent pole, not exactly a pretty site, especially it being my nan lol – just a bit of useful info for you lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
HOTASHELL : Oww I hope you had a good hol, I'm in desperate need of one lol. Glad you enjoyed that last chapter, anyways, thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
Chapter 9
ADAM'S P.O.V
I sat awake all night, thinking about what I was going to say to Connie in the morning. When it turned about 8am, most of the ducks were awake and by 8.30 they all left, knowing I would be wanting to talk to Connie alone. I couldn't miss the warning look Julie gave me though. I sat thinking my words through carefully, when I heard Connie open her door and stumble sleepily out. There were no words spoken between us, as she headed straight for the fridge. Within seconds though, she was dashing toward the bathroom. I got up and followed her, grabbing a bottle of water on the way. I knocked gently, but just loud enough for her to hear over her being sick. When I was sure she wasn't throwing up, I entered slowly, to see her sat on the floor, leaning against the wall next to the toilet bowl.
"Here". I offered her the water.
"Thanks". She took the water and gently sipped it.
After a few minutes, she leant forward and threw up again, not exactly the best sight in the morning, but I sat there with her until she had finished. When she was sure she had finished, she began climbing to her feet, of which I helped her.
"Lay down on the sofa". I told her, heading to the sink to wet a flannel. "Here put this on your head". I ordered as I leant over the back of the sofa, gazing down at her.
"I wish I could decide whether this was morning sickness or a hangover". She answered.
"Probably a bit of both". I answered.
I knew now wasn't the time to talk about yesterday with her, so I just sat in a chair, watching her as she dropped the flannel over her eyes and continued sipping at her water. For the first time I noticed the pregnant woman's glow she had, that all pregnant women were supposed to have, and after about an hour or so, of just sitting there, staring at the girl of my dreams and my unborn baby, Connie sat up and took the flannel away from her face.
"Connie, I'm sorry about yesterday, I shouldn't have said the things I did". I apologised before she had the chance.
"I'm sorry too, I probably didn't break the news very well, and I shouldn't have lost my temper with you and stormed out".
"But you had the right to get mad with me, I insinuated that you made a habit of having one night stands".
"You reacted the way any sane man would have". She told me
"Anyway. Are you keeping it"? I asked the question that had been nagging at the back of my mind.
"WE haven't decided yet". She replied.
"I just want you to know, that whatever WE decide, I'm with you every step of the way". And I truthfully meant every word.
"Thanks". She dove forward and hugged me tightly. A little shocked at first, I soon melted into the hug and savoured every second.
"I mean it, whatever you need, I'm there". I told her, still holding her close.
"Well, actually, I have my first scan this afternoon". She began.
"What time"?
"About 2".
I felt happier, knowing that we had sorted everything from yesterday out. Now secretly and I wasn't about to admit this to Connie, but secretly, I wanted her to keep the baby. Not for me, but for us. I liked the idea of being a dad, wanting to give my child, what my father had never given to me. I was determined to be there, for everything, first steps, first words, starting school, school activities, parent days, graduation, college. It rather excited me just the thought. I shook the thoughts out of my head, before telling Connie that I was just popping home to get changed, and that I'd pick her up about 1.
CONNIE'S P.O.V
Thankfully, I managed to sort everything out with Adam, and just like Pacey had told me, once I had talked to Adam, I would feel so much more better about everything. He had made everything seem easy, and there was no awkwardness between us. Just after talking with him, I was pretty sure that I wanted to keep the baby, I think I always had, but I didn't want to sign my life away if Adam wasn't willing to hang around, but then again that was another thing, I suppose deep down I knew he wouldn't just turn his back on me. After hugging me and telling me he'd be there no matter what, he left to get showered and changed, before he would return to take me to the clinic for my first scan. Bang on 1'o clock, Adam walked through the door. I grabbed my purse and walked down to his car with him. There wasn't much said between us the whole way there, but then again there wasn't much to stay. When we got there, I booked myself in and took the seat next to Adam.
"You nervous"? He asked me after a few minutes.
"A little, you"? I replied, looking at him.
"Nah, I'm cool, calm and collected". He smiled at me jokingly.
"Who you trying to persuade there". I laughed a little.
"Miss Moreau". A nurse called my name, cutting short our conversation.
"That's us". I grabbed Adam's hand and pulled him in the direction of the nurse.
I was handed a night gown type thing and pointed into a small cubical where I could change. Once donned in this pink, cotton, knee length gown, I reappeared and sat on the bed/seat where the nurse told me. It was rather comfy to say the least. The nurse left us, telling us the doctor would be in, in a few moments.
"My, my, Miss Moreau, you look absolutely stunning in that gown". Adam joked, sitting on a stool next to me.
"You think. See I wasn't so sure". I laughed.
"Oh yes, the length really flatters your feet and the colour, well it certainly is a colour that suites you".
"Remind me next time I go shopping, to take you. You certainly know about women's fashion". I cracked up laughing.
"Ok, just don't spread the news, every girl will be wanting me for my fashion sense". He put a serious face on.
"And here I was thinking that they just wanted you for your body".
"Well that too". I felt totally at ease with him, he had this amazing way of taking my mind away from other things.
"Good afternoon, I'm nurse Taylor". A female nurse walked in and shook both of our hands.
She wasted no time and began playing around with the computer thing that she used. I laid there only half aware that I was grasping Adam's hand tightly.
"And here is your baby". The nurse told us, pointing out a small shape no bigger than a small apple. "I'll leave you alone for a few moments". She told us getting up and exiting.
"Adam, look, that's our baby". I whispered, tears entering my eyes.
"I know, something isn't it".
We must have been sat there a good few minutes, just staring at this apple shape. If I hadn't been sure before, I certainly was now. The nurse reappeared and printed us a photo off, then began explaining that I was nearly 2 months pregnant. Then how much time I had before any decision of terminations had to be made. She gave me packs upon packs of all the information I would need, before allowing me to get changed back into my own clothes. We walked out side by side, both trying to process the information being thrown at us.
"Adam"... I began.
HAHAHA I'm gonna leave this chapter here, 'cause I'm so cruel and love tormenting you lol. Anyways PLEASE R&R!!!!