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Two weeks later Abby had wondered what had happened. Every morning she felt bigger than the day before. It was getting really hard for her to wear anything of hers without it being obvious that she was pregnant. She was planning on going shopping for maternity clothes after work that day.
Carter was going to come with her. She was just about 14 weeks now, so she was past the morning sickness and this was when she could really enjoy the pregnancy. She and Carter hadn't talked much about what would happen after the baby was born. She thought she would just let him bring it up, she didn't want to push too much on him at once.
"You ready to go?"
"Yeah."
Abby and Carter left together, walking to his car. Abby thought of this in two ways. One, to camouflage her, or to make her look beautiful pregnant. Depending on the clothes she got, it could be either. She smiled, it was fun to think of her doing this. Like a little modern couple. She glanced at Carter. He was watching the road.
"Penny for your thoughts." Abby said to him."
"Oh trust me, my thoughts are worth far more than a penny."
"I have a quarter."
"More than that."
"Wow, you really think highly of yourself." Abby joked. She loved this, the joking. The easy, flirty talks they had.
Carter smiled, looking at her. He reached over and patted her stomach.
"How have people not noticed yet?"

"I don't know. I mean I am getting huge. The book said that different women grow to be different sizes depending on how much they eat and how fast the baby grows.
"Yeah, Kem wasn't this big........
Carter stopped, Abby glanced up at him. He didn't want to go on. He didn't need to though, Abby knew what he was going to say. She took his hand and squeezed it. It was still hard for him. As much as he tried to hide it, she could see it in his eyes.
"Carter, I don't want me being pregnant and this baby to always remind you of what happened. I know that it is hard not to be reminded, but you're going to have a kid. We can't change the past, but here is a future. Can't you be happy about that?"
"Yeah. It is just hard. I just don't want to remember."
"You should always remember. He was your son, you will always have that, even if you don't have him. You will always love him and cherish him, but you aren't denying his existence, or insulting his memory by no longer grieving. You will always remember him and everyone knows that, but I doubt he would want you do be this depressed and sad all the time."
Carter looked at Abby. He didn't respond. He pulled up to a maternity store and they got out of the car.
"Even the outside looks menacing," Abby said.
"It will be fine, you just need some... camouflage, something that people wont notice your stomach as much in.
"I am going to need a tank soon enough, that'll be the only camouflage I can use.
"You'll look fine. I promise.
They made their way into the store. They decided not to buy and baby stuff, since Carter already had everything from the other baby. He hadn't even touched the room since the baby died, everything was sitting there, just as it had been.
Abby grabbed a few things off the rack. Nice tops and shirts she could wear to work, but things that would keep her warm. Late December, January and February amazingly cold in Chicago. She also picked out a nice winter coat that was large. She didn't know if her coat would fit all winter depending if she kept growing at this rate.
"What about this Abby?
Carter walked around the corner of the rack.
"Carter that is gray.
"So?
"I would look like an elephant.
Carter laughed and turned back behind the rack. Abby took out some pants. She wondered what she was going to wear, since she normally wore dress pants or scrubs at work she decided to get a few pair of dress pants. The scrubs wouldn't be an issue, they were draw string and she would just get bigger sizes as she grew. But she also wants sweat pants. Something she could just wear around the apartment.
That brought Abby back to the living situation. What were they going to do? She knew she had to bring it up, and if she didn't now, she probably wouldn't remember later.
"Carter?
"Yeah, you find some clothes.
"I did, but I need to ask you something. I didn't really... I didn't know when to bring it up, but what are we going to do after the baby is born?
"Well..... ummm, I never thought about that.
"I know that you will want to spend as much time with the kid as I do. But, I.... I don't know how it's going to work.
"I'll think about what we can do." Carter ducked back behind the row of clothes.
Abby was glad she said something. She wasn't going to suggest what seemed to be the most obvious solution, she didn't want to push to many things on him. Abby thought it would be easier if she just let him figure it out what to do.
Suddenly she had a pair of underwear in her face. She turned around. Carter was standing over a tub with maternity underwear in it, he had shot some at her.
Abby started to laugh as she walked over to the bin with the underwear in them. She held a pair up and looked at Carter.
"They look like Granny panties, that would work as a bra too, for anyone not pregnant."
"You'll need them."
"Good god. What do I do with them after I have the baby?"
"Use them as a undie/bra combo set like you said."
"Oh yes Carter, because we all know how sexy that would be."
"You never know."
"Trust me on this, it's not THE look."
"I'd go for it."
"Then you have very interesting taste John Carter."
Abby smiled at Carter. He seemed a doing better, he was laughing and smiling. She knew though that he still was depressed, and he was trying to keep all of it inside. That was Carter, never wanted his feelings to get in the way of someone else's joy. Even before in the car, she knew he was hesitant to talk about things. But Abby was glad that he did. He couldn't keep this all inside. She wished he talk to her more though, get more out. Abby wanted to know what was going on in his head. There wasn't much she could do though, she could only wait until he was ready.
Abby was smiling, looking down at the underwear. She didn't want to look up, because she knew Carter was watching her. She knew he was thinking about something, and she hated to interrupt him when he was deep in thought. But he spoke, breaking the silence.
"Abby, I think I have a solution to what to do when the baby is born. You could move in with me."