Addison's POV

"Now?" Zed asks. I nod vigorously. He shrugs with curious eyes. "Ok, I guess." He mumbles.

I slip into a baby blue sundress while Zed puts on his coveralls. He comes up behind me as I'm fixing my hair, wrapping his arms around my waist to rest his head on my shoulder. I giggle as he plants light kisses along the side of my neck.

"Are you sure we have to go to the store?" He asks, muffled by my skin.

"Yes! Not let me finish getting ready!" I scold teasingly, shooing him out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I press my back against the door. My heart is pounding against my ribs. If I'm right, this could ruin us. I can't loose him.

My hand instinctively rests over my stomach. Am I just panicking? Or is there really something there? I try calming myself cause I know he can feel my nerves. I'll just have to blame it on being sick.

I finish my hair and light makeup before heading back into the bedroom, offering a smile to Zed who jumped up from his seat as soon as the door opened.

"Please tell me what's wrong." He begs. The face he was giving me made me hurt. He was worried. But I can't tell him something I'm not even 100% sure about. I give him my best fake smile I can muster.

"I'm fine! Really! I think I'm just worried about getting sick again." I assure him, my eyes avoiding him for the last bit as I brush any dust off the shoulders of his jacket. Then I look back up at him. He doesn't believe me. And his eyes look hurt.

My heart feels like it's breaking. I quickly grab his shirt in my fists and pull him down to meet my lips. I kiss him hard and heated. He snakes his hands around my waist to my back and pulls me to him. One of my hands leave his shirt and tangled in his emerald hair. When we finally pull back, I keep my eyes closed tight before opening them to look deep in his chocolate brown eyes.

"Just, trust me, ok?" I plead. He searches my eyes for a moment, then finally nods and gives me a small smile which makes me release the breath I didn't even realize I was holding. He leans in and kisses my forehead.

"I do trust you." He says softly. I take his hand.

"Let's get going so we can get back!" I say cheerfully, trying to hide the horrible feeling in my chest from lying to him. I grab my purse off the back of my desk chair then we head for the door.

The worst part is I know he can feel everything I'm feeling. So he has to know. I tighten my grip on his hand as we walk down the sidewalk to the little grocery store on the corner. He stays quiet but rubs the back of my hand with his thumb comfortingly. It makes me smile that he's so supportive, then my smile fades, even if I am lying to him and he knows it. It hurts my heart to think that I'm hurting him when I don't mean to. I think my feelings are feeding his because I can feel the anxiety rising again.

I look up at him. "I love you." I tell him firmly. He looks back at me in surprise from my sudden affirmation then his eyes soften.

"I love you too." He says with a sigh. I smile at him and return my eyes to the sidewalk.

It doesn't take long to get to the store and once we're inside, I pull out my list. I start in the hygiene isle, grabbing toothpaste, deodorant, body wash. All things I will eventually need. Then I, nonchalantly, turn to face him.

"So, um, I can finish grabbing my girly things if you want to go grab these last few things for me?" I suggest, handing him the list that shows the tampons and other feminine products I'd be getting then moved on to ice cream, cookies, and other junk foods my parents wouldn't have bought for the house.

"I can wait for you if you want. I don't mind." He says, but I lean into his chest and reach up on my tiptoes to sensually kiss him.

"We can get home quicker if we divide and conquer." I say low enough that no one else will hear. He audibly gulps and nods. With list in hand, he heads towards the snack isle.

That should take him a little while. I walk over to the contraception section in my isle and grab two of the longer boxes with little white sticks inside. I hurry to the self checkout and ring up just the boxes and pay for them before shoving them in my purse and returning to the feminine isle to grab a couple more things I don't really need at the moment.

I head to find Zed and he's standing in the chip isle trying to find my favorites. I grab the bag and toss it in his basket with a smile. He chuckles.

"Thanks." He says.

"I am very picky, you know." I say then tap his nose teasingly. He smiles wider at my light behavior. I already feel a little less tense, half the battle is over.

"I'm glad I made the cut." He teased back, pulling my to his side. I giggle then lean up to kiss his cheek.

"No one else would do." I reply with a smile. I take him by the hand and lead him towards the ice cream. I scan over the different flavors. Zed automatically grabs a tub of vanilla while I'm scanning the rows of options. Then I see a single tub of pink ice cream. I reach in for it and realize it's brains flavored. My mouth starts watering again. I turn to Zed with the tub in hand.

"Did you know they made this?" I ask in disbelief. He squints to look at small print and shrugs.

"I wouldn't expect them to sell it here, but yeah, I knew it existed. Why?" He asks. I throw it in his basket and turn to walk towards checkout, again. He rushes to catch up to me and raises a brow I confusion.

"Um, you know we don't need to get that for me, right?" He asks suspiciously. I nod.

"I know. It's not for you." I clarify.

"Seriously? You liked breakfast that much?" He skeptically questioned.

"Mhm." I nod, not looking over at him.

"Ok then." He replies, still suspicious.

We go through the checkout and pay for all the unnecessary things I made us come here for then head back home. Zed carries most of the bags for me, especially the ice cream that can get a little heavy. I keep glancing up at him along the way.

"What?" Zed chuckles. I giggle and shake my head.

"It's nothing." I lie. He's the best I could ever ask for. He is always thinking of me first before himself. I can't even imagine my life without him. Playfully, I walk slightly into his path and nudge him with my elbow before stepping back onto my side of the sidewalk, grinning at him from the corner of my eye. He smiled and did the same, making me giggle.

The walk doesn't take long. We walk in and Zed heads straight for the kitchen to put the ice cream in the freezer.

"I'm gonna, um, go to the bathroom! I'll be down in a few!" I say, running up the stairs to my bedroom bathroom. I think I hear him yell back an ok but I don't really pay much attention, too concentrated on ripping open one of the boxes and reading the instructions.

Seems simple enough. Pee on the stick, wait 5 minutes. One plus, not pregnant. Two pluses, pregnant.

I carefully pee on the tip of two sticks and replace the caps and set them on the sink. I sit on the floor with my back against the tub while my mind starts to wander.

What if it is true? What if I have a little person growing inside me? What will Zed think? The worse case scenario pops in my head and the image of his disguised face as he walks away makes me want to puke.

But if I am pregnant, we would be having a baby together. And my heart is suddenly full of happiness at the thought. What if he's happy with me? What if this is the start of forever? My eyes start to water and a soft sob creeps to the top of my throat.

Zed's POV

"Whoa! Addy?" I exclaim when I feel the sudden shift from sadness to fear, running as fast as I can up the stairs. "Addy?" I call from the doorway and peek inside. Then, the next second, I feel a shift to utter happiness.

'What is happening with you Addy?' I think to myself, worry clenching my chest. I walk up to the bathroom door and knock lightly, I hear her gasp softly. I try the handle but it's locked.

"Addison? Are you getting sick again?" I ask gently. I hear her sniff and giggle quietly from my statement, then she pads over to unlock the door. She opens it slowly and peeks up at me from under her long lashes. "Are you ok Baby?" I quietly ask, brushing some stray hairs behind her ear.

She nods and presses her cheek into my hand. She opens the door the rest of the way and invites me into the bathroom with her, pulling me by the hand to sit on the floor with our backs to the tub.

"What are we doing?" I question in confusion.

"Waiting." She responds, checking her watch.

"Um, on what exactly?" I press. She takes in a deep, shaky breath, then smiles as me before leaning forward to reach up onto the counter. She pulls back with two white sticks.

'Oh shit.' My mind freezes and my body stiffens. She has them flipped so we can't see the results yet. She grabs my hand firmly for support. I shake my head to snap myself out of my shock. I need to be here for Addison, no matter what happens. I squeeze her hand and our eyes meet.

"I'm here no matter what." I assure her. She sighs in relief as another set of tears fill her eyes.

"I love you Zed." She cries. I smile and pull her into my lap so I'm hugging her back to my front.

"I love you too Addy." I whisper in her ear. She takes in one more deep breath. Then flips over the first stick. One plus and a line. I look between the stick and her. She's just staring at it.

"What's that mean?" I ask in suspense.

"Negative." She says so quietly I almost miss it. She then quickly flips the second stick. Same result. "I don't understand." She whispers. I hug her lovingly.

"That should be good, right?" I ask. I can't deny the little bit of excitement that lit up my heart when I thought she might be carrying my baby, but I know it's not exactly a good time for us.

"I guess. But I thought-" she starts, then sighs, turning in my arms to face me. "I'm just having so many symptoms that point to me being pregnant and that dream-" she trails off with her thoughts and a far off look on her face.

"Addy?" I draw her attention back to me. I hold her gaze in mine. "Did you want the results to be positive?" I ask. She seems to think it over for a moment.

"Yeah." She finally says, sounding just as surprised as I feel. A wide smile spreads across my face before I quickly pull her against me.

"Someday. I promise." I whisper, kissing her head affectionately. I feel her tighten her hold on me and pure joy washes over us. Both of us completely excited for our future together.