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Chapter Two: Telling Lyle
"WHAT" Grace yelled into the phone, "Whose is it?"
"Well gosh Grace, save some of the happiness for when it's born." Karen rolled her eyes on the other end of the line. She was sitting in her bedroom alone, Grace was the first person she told. Even before Lyle. Why should I tell him. She thought. He broke up with me three times, then purposed, and then was so demanding I had to call it off. He doesn't deserve to know.
"Sorry," Grace said, she had calmed down a little. "So, do you know whose it is?"
"Well duh, its Lyle's of course." She said sounding irritated, what, did Grace think that she was some kind of slut who got knocked up.
"I didn't mean to be...mean, I was just concerned that's all. So have you told him yet?"
"No. I'm not going to either."
"You have to tell him Kare, he's the father, he should know. Don't forget Lorraine either, she's the half sister."
"Oh I guess you're right." Karen decided to give in easily on this, she knew she would eventually tell him anyway.
"Well, I have to go. Take a couple weeks off to get used to caring for someone else. Don't work yourself to hard, kay?"
"Okay."
"Bye." Grace hung up the phone looked at Will and sighed.
"What was that about?" Will asked, he had finished his hotdog and was waiting for Grace to get off of the phone so he could ask her why she had practically screamed.
"Karen is...oh you'll never believe it." Grace sat down and took a bite out of her sandwich.
"I think I will, now spill."
"Karen's pregnant." Grace said bluntly.
"WHAT!" Will screamed.
"That's what I said! But she is, so we'll have to support her.
"You're right, but how will she go without alcohol for nine months? I mean, she might die."
"Very funny, I think she can do it if she really wants to."
"Yeah, and Lyle will help her out too."
At the penthouse Karen was sitting on her bed in her nightgown wondering who she should tell next, Will would know by now, Grace would have told him. She couldn't keep something from him to save her life. Then it hit her, Jack. She picked up her phone and dialed his number.
"Yellow?" Jacks voice chimed on the other end of the line.
"Poodle, its Karen. Listen I have something to tell you."
"So shoot."
"Well, I was kind of hoping that you could come here and we could talk about it, does that sound all-right?"
"Of course! I'll be right over and I'll bring some pjs to sleep over. Bye!"
"Bye." Karen hung up the phone and sighed. She wandered if he would be mad or happy. Probably happy, she thought. He was always happy when she was happy, and right now, she was the happiest person alive.
Twenty minuets later Jack walked up to the door of Karen's apartment and knocked. Rosario answered the door.
"Oh Mr. Jack, Ms. Karen is expecting you. You can find her in her room." She said as she went back to dusting the furniture.
"Thanks Rosie." Jack ran up the stairs and down a long hall, he turned left at the end and went in the first door on the right. "Karen, are you okay?" He asked when he saw that she was pacing the room.
"Oh! Jack you startled me, come here and sit down with me." Karen said as she sat on the bed and patted the spot next to her.
"So" he said sitting down next to her. "What's this big news you told me about, did you buy Barneys?"
"No," She answered giggling slightly, "I'm...well..." she took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."
Jack just sat there for a minute with his mouth open and eyes wide. Finally, after what Karen felt was an eternity he spoke.
"Karen that's fabulous!" He hugged her tighter then he ever had and a huge smile overtook his face.
"Oh honey I'm so glad you're happy." Karen said smiling. "Now I just have to tell Lyle."
"Ooo, bet you're looking forward to that one." Jack said laughing.
"Yeah, I think I'll tell him today. Maybe over dinner or something."
"Well, why don't you have him over for lunch, that way if anything goes wrong I'll be right up here to comfort you." Jack said, he could tell she was nervous about it. "Why are you telling him anyway?"
"Jack, he's the father! I have to tell him."
"He might not be."
"What are you talking about of cour-" she stopped, "Oh your right he might not be." Karen looked at Jack with worried eyes. "What if he isn't?"
"It's okay Kare, if he isn't then I'll be the best father I can be."
"Thank you Jack." She said as she again embraced him, if Lyle wasn't the father, then she was glad that Jack was. "Well, I guess I should call him then." Karen crawled across the bed to where the phone lay and dialed Lyle's apartment.
"Lyle," She said, "this is Karen, I was wondering if you were free for dinner, I have something to tell you." Pause....... "I was thinking you could just come here." Pause..... "Okay bye." She hung up. "He'll be over in half an hour. I'm going to go get dressed." Karen stood up and walked into her closet.
Jack picked up the remote and flipped on the T.V. Inside, he secretly hoped that the baby was his, but he wouldn't tell Karen that.
About an hour later Karen and Lyle Finster sat on her couch in the media room drinking sodas.
"Karen, since when did you drink pop?" Lyle asked out of curiosity.
"Well I had all of the alcohol removed from the apartment, I'm trying to quit drinking so much."
"Why?" Lyle was very nervous, he was after-all in his ex-wife's apartment sitting with her in an empty room.
"That's why I asked you to come actually. Uh, I'm just going to say it so, I'm pregnant."
Lyle stared at her in complete disbelief. "What am I supposed to say to that?" He asked. Karen was shocked at his response, but she was also mad.
"Well, I don't know, I thought you might be happy."
"Well I'm not." He said bluntly. "In fact, I don't want anything to do with it, even if I am the father. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll let myself out. Oh and Karen, don't call me anymore." With that he left.
Karen felt her eyes fill with tears as she began to cry. When she was sure he was gone, she ran up to her room and flung open the door. Jack immediately stood and caught her as she fell to the ground in tears. He picked her up and put her on the bed, he climbed in next to her and held her close.
"Kare, what happened?" he asked as he stroked her hair.
"He said he didn't want anything to do with it, and that I'm not to call him again, ever." She said between sobs.
"Oh who needs him, I'll take care of you, and Will and Grace will too."
She looked up at him and then said. "I hope it's yours Jackie, with all of my heart." With that she snuggled up next to him and fell asleep in Jack's arms.
"Me too." He whispered, and he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Two: Telling Lyle
"WHAT" Grace yelled into the phone, "Whose is it?"
"Well gosh Grace, save some of the happiness for when it's born." Karen rolled her eyes on the other end of the line. She was sitting in her bedroom alone, Grace was the first person she told. Even before Lyle. Why should I tell him. She thought. He broke up with me three times, then purposed, and then was so demanding I had to call it off. He doesn't deserve to know.
"Sorry," Grace said, she had calmed down a little. "So, do you know whose it is?"
"Well duh, its Lyle's of course." She said sounding irritated, what, did Grace think that she was some kind of slut who got knocked up.
"I didn't mean to be...mean, I was just concerned that's all. So have you told him yet?"
"No. I'm not going to either."
"You have to tell him Kare, he's the father, he should know. Don't forget Lorraine either, she's the half sister."
"Oh I guess you're right." Karen decided to give in easily on this, she knew she would eventually tell him anyway.
"Well, I have to go. Take a couple weeks off to get used to caring for someone else. Don't work yourself to hard, kay?"
"Okay."
"Bye." Grace hung up the phone looked at Will and sighed.
"What was that about?" Will asked, he had finished his hotdog and was waiting for Grace to get off of the phone so he could ask her why she had practically screamed.
"Karen is...oh you'll never believe it." Grace sat down and took a bite out of her sandwich.
"I think I will, now spill."
"Karen's pregnant." Grace said bluntly.
"WHAT!" Will screamed.
"That's what I said! But she is, so we'll have to support her.
"You're right, but how will she go without alcohol for nine months? I mean, she might die."
"Very funny, I think she can do it if she really wants to."
"Yeah, and Lyle will help her out too."
At the penthouse Karen was sitting on her bed in her nightgown wondering who she should tell next, Will would know by now, Grace would have told him. She couldn't keep something from him to save her life. Then it hit her, Jack. She picked up her phone and dialed his number.
"Yellow?" Jacks voice chimed on the other end of the line.
"Poodle, its Karen. Listen I have something to tell you."
"So shoot."
"Well, I was kind of hoping that you could come here and we could talk about it, does that sound all-right?"
"Of course! I'll be right over and I'll bring some pjs to sleep over. Bye!"
"Bye." Karen hung up the phone and sighed. She wandered if he would be mad or happy. Probably happy, she thought. He was always happy when she was happy, and right now, she was the happiest person alive.
Twenty minuets later Jack walked up to the door of Karen's apartment and knocked. Rosario answered the door.
"Oh Mr. Jack, Ms. Karen is expecting you. You can find her in her room." She said as she went back to dusting the furniture.
"Thanks Rosie." Jack ran up the stairs and down a long hall, he turned left at the end and went in the first door on the right. "Karen, are you okay?" He asked when he saw that she was pacing the room.
"Oh! Jack you startled me, come here and sit down with me." Karen said as she sat on the bed and patted the spot next to her.
"So" he said sitting down next to her. "What's this big news you told me about, did you buy Barneys?"
"No," She answered giggling slightly, "I'm...well..." she took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."
Jack just sat there for a minute with his mouth open and eyes wide. Finally, after what Karen felt was an eternity he spoke.
"Karen that's fabulous!" He hugged her tighter then he ever had and a huge smile overtook his face.
"Oh honey I'm so glad you're happy." Karen said smiling. "Now I just have to tell Lyle."
"Ooo, bet you're looking forward to that one." Jack said laughing.
"Yeah, I think I'll tell him today. Maybe over dinner or something."
"Well, why don't you have him over for lunch, that way if anything goes wrong I'll be right up here to comfort you." Jack said, he could tell she was nervous about it. "Why are you telling him anyway?"
"Jack, he's the father! I have to tell him."
"He might not be."
"What are you talking about of cour-" she stopped, "Oh your right he might not be." Karen looked at Jack with worried eyes. "What if he isn't?"
"It's okay Kare, if he isn't then I'll be the best father I can be."
"Thank you Jack." She said as she again embraced him, if Lyle wasn't the father, then she was glad that Jack was. "Well, I guess I should call him then." Karen crawled across the bed to where the phone lay and dialed Lyle's apartment.
"Lyle," She said, "this is Karen, I was wondering if you were free for dinner, I have something to tell you." Pause....... "I was thinking you could just come here." Pause..... "Okay bye." She hung up. "He'll be over in half an hour. I'm going to go get dressed." Karen stood up and walked into her closet.
Jack picked up the remote and flipped on the T.V. Inside, he secretly hoped that the baby was his, but he wouldn't tell Karen that.
About an hour later Karen and Lyle Finster sat on her couch in the media room drinking sodas.
"Karen, since when did you drink pop?" Lyle asked out of curiosity.
"Well I had all of the alcohol removed from the apartment, I'm trying to quit drinking so much."
"Why?" Lyle was very nervous, he was after-all in his ex-wife's apartment sitting with her in an empty room.
"That's why I asked you to come actually. Uh, I'm just going to say it so, I'm pregnant."
Lyle stared at her in complete disbelief. "What am I supposed to say to that?" He asked. Karen was shocked at his response, but she was also mad.
"Well, I don't know, I thought you might be happy."
"Well I'm not." He said bluntly. "In fact, I don't want anything to do with it, even if I am the father. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll let myself out. Oh and Karen, don't call me anymore." With that he left.
Karen felt her eyes fill with tears as she began to cry. When she was sure he was gone, she ran up to her room and flung open the door. Jack immediately stood and caught her as she fell to the ground in tears. He picked her up and put her on the bed, he climbed in next to her and held her close.
"Kare, what happened?" he asked as he stroked her hair.
"He said he didn't want anything to do with it, and that I'm not to call him again, ever." She said between sobs.
"Oh who needs him, I'll take care of you, and Will and Grace will too."
She looked up at him and then said. "I hope it's yours Jackie, with all of my heart." With that she snuggled up next to him and fell asleep in Jack's arms.
"Me too." He whispered, and he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.