She could move in with him. Yes, she had thought of that but she never wanted to admit it to herself until Carter said it. The house was big enough, they could have separate rooms as well as have a baby room. Abby looked up at him. She wondered, was he doing this because she had maybe pushed it without realizing it. Was he ready, would this be bad for him.
Abby looked into his eyes, almost as if searching. Searching for the answers to the questions that were shooting in her head. She could move in with him. It would make things really easy. Kind of like a room mate, except for one she had had a really long relationship with, that ended badly, then he left, came back, she rejected him, he left, broke up with her in a letter, came back with a pregnant girlfriend, baby dies, he is depressed, she tries to comfort him, they get drunk, sleep together, are now going to have a baby. Abby chuckled to herself. Her life sounded like a soap. She had left out the best part as well, her family.
She still had to talk to her mother, she still had to tell her. She could only imagine how that conversation would go.
"Are you going to answer me, or continue spacing out?
Abby's blinked her eyes, she realized that she had been staring at Carter for a minute, just thinking.
"Oh sorry. I was thinking, then got sidetracked.
Carter laughed and smiled at her.
"Are you sure that is what you want?" Abby asked, she was okay with it, but if he wasn't then she didn't want it.
"It's a perfect solution."

"Then it's perfect.
Abby broke contact then, not wanting to make the situation weird. She pretended to be interested with a pink frilly pair of undies.
"Sexy." Carter said, he had been watching her.
"It's like pink kitten style.
"What?"
"You know, Old lady, with all these little cutesy plates that are pink with kittens on them in her kitchen and dining room.
".....right. You are.... indescribable.
"Shut up." Abby laughed and Carter laughed along with her.

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Two weeks later Abby was just about 4 months. She had stopped growing as fast, so with the maternity clothes it was pretty easy to hide the bump. Abby had managed to pack up most of her apartment and she was going to be moving the next weekend. She had already been over to the house with Carter to talk about what she is going to keep and what she will put into storage. All of her furniture except for the stuff in her bedroom she didn't need.
Abby was there now, looking through the stuff in the babies room. Carter wasn't there, she thought it would be best to do this when he didn't have to see. He was on shift, and had given her a house key. When Abby first went in to the room, door had been shut, not been opened since the day before the baby died. The crib was assembled along with a changing table, but most of the things were still in boxes, except for the things that came already assembled like the rocking chair and toy chest. There were two large widows in the room the over looked the garden below.
Abby sat down in a rocker, putting her feet up. She was looking out the window. It was beautiful out there, watching the snow fall. She got up again, knowing if she was going to do anything, she should do it now. Abby opened a box that had a dresser in it. Plotting where she thought it would best go in the room, she pulled out all the pieces. Although it was new, it matched beautifully with the crib which was san antique.
The crib looked so picture perfect, mahogany, with stars engraved in the headboard. She had gotten most of the dresser put together, the drawers just needed to be assembled. Then it would be done. The crib was against the wall in the middle. She placed the rocking chair in the corner next the window so she could look out. On the other side she had put the changing table. There was a little toy chest next to that. Abby lined the top of the toy chest with teddy bears.
She couldn't believe what she was doing. She felt so motherly. Maybe the pregnancy brought that out in her, she didn't know. That side of the room was done. She placed the drawers in the dresser and that was done as well. The dresser was next to the crib. It felt a little empty on that side of the room. Not much on it. Abby looked through more boxes and bags for things that might fill the space between one end of the crib and the wall. She found a large rug, that might fit perfectly. It had a map of the world on it. It was bright and beautiful, and fit perfectly. It looked a lot better in there now. Things were assembled, although there were still boxes and bags of clothing on the floor. Abby put them all into the dresser, noticing a lot of the clothes were boy colors. She didn't mind though, they didn't know if the baby was going to be a boy or a girl. Abby didn't want to know.
She was suddenly over come with exastion. She walked back over to the rocker and sat down, looking at the room. It needed something on the walls. Maybe a few pictures and the bed needed linens. But besides that, it was pretty much done. She smiled, closed her eyes, laying a hand on her stomach. Abby was amazed at how much things had changed in the past few months. At the beginning of this year, her and Carter hadn't even really talked. It was amazing how much things had changed, and how many things are changing.

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Abby woke up to the sound of movement in the room, she didn't know how long she had been asleep there. She opened her eyes to see Carter standing in front of the windows in the room right next to her. She watched him wipe a tear from his eye and then look back at her.
"Hey." Abby said. She stood up off the rocked which required some work because of her stomach. She walked over to his placing and arm around his waist she hugged him. Pulling Carter towards him. He placed his head on he shoulder and let out a sigh. A sigh of frustration and longing.
"It's beautiful isn't it.
"Two weeks and it is Christmas.
"God, holidays, a perfect excuse to stuff myself and eat do much. Being pregnant wont help either.
"What are you doing?
"I don't know in the slightest, I haven't talked to my brother since, July, and my mom in September.
"She doesn't know."

"Do you're parents?"

Carter looked at her and shook his head.
"What are you doing for Christmas?" Carter asked her.

"No plans."

"Well I was planning on having Susan and Chuck over, my parents wont be here. But do you want to come?"
"Sounds good."

"Do you think your mom might be in town."
"I don't know," Abby sighed. "I have to talk to her." That wasn't going to be fun.
"Want to get some dinner?"

"Sure, then will you drop me off at my place?
"Sure."

"By the way." Abby said as they turned and headed out of the baby room. "The trucks coming at nine.
"I haven't had a roommate in a while.
"Neither have I."

"Well we will stay up late telling scary stories and eating popcorn.
"I'm excited."