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TWO WEEKS LATER:

Sitting in the waiting room of the free clinic waiting for Dean to arrive as I wait for my anatomy scan and to find out what the sex of the baby is. I check my cellphone seeing if Dean called or not. I feel a pang of disappointment inside as I see I have no missed calls from him. I sent him 3 texts letting him know I was at the free clinic and he should be here with me but I got no response. I scroll through my contacts and touch his picture. Holding the phone up to my ear my call goes straight to voicemail which means he either has his phone off or he is ignoring my calls. I am hoping he has his phone off but that isn't helping me now. This is an important ultrasound for us because we both want to know the sex of our baby and wanted to find out together yet he's not here with me. "Hey, Dean, it's me again. I know you said that you had a couple jobs to do after school today but I'm sitting at the free clinic waiting for you. Um, I'm not sure where you are but it's almost time for my appointment. I hope you get here, I love you, Dean," I say before I hang up the phone. I don't want to do this alone. I don't want to find out the sex of our baby by myself this was supposed to be something special for us but he's not here. When we left school together he was going to work and I was going to the apartment a little before my appointment. He promised me he would be here, he said he was just doing a couple jobs and tying up some loose ends then he would meet me here but I'm alone. I hold onto my phone hoping for him to call me back and I jump as my phone vibrates. I smile when I see his name light up on my phone and his picture on the screen. "Hey, Baby, Dean, where are you?"

"I'm sorry," he says, "I'm really sorry, Ana," he says as I hear traffic in the background. "I don't know if I am going to make it. I got tied up and I have a couple more jobs to do. I don't know if I'm going to make it."

"Dean," I say as my smile fades. "Where are you?"

"I am working," he says.

"But where, I can hear the traffic in the background where are you?" I ask.

"I'm with my friend working. Look I will see you when I'm done," he says.

"But, Dean," I say, "we were supposed to do this together. You and I were supposed to find out the sex together."

"I know and I will make it up to you. I will be at the next appointment and the next ultrasound."

"But it won't be the same," I say, "can't you meet me here now?"

"I wish I could but I am at least 30 minutes away by foot."

"Bring a cab," I say.

"By the time the cab gets here you would already be seen. I'm sorry, Ana, I will make it up to you."

"Dean," I say as the line is cut. "Dean," I say but no answer. I hang up my phone. I'm not sure how I feel at the moment it's a bit of anxiousness, anger and sadness. I can't just feel one emotion. I feel the tears burn my eyes as my vision blurs over. It wasn't so much to ask for my boyfriend, the father of my child to be here for me today. It wasn't asking for too much yet he chose not to be here.

"Anastasia," says a nurse from the doorway. I wipe the tears from my eyes and walk over to the door. "How are you today?"

"I'm okay," I say as we walk to the back.

"You're alone today?" she asks.

"Yep, I'm solo," I say, "my boyfriend is working and he couldn't make it."

"I'm sorry," she says as she leads me into the ultrasound room. "And today is a really big appointment."

"The biggest," I say sadly. "It's okay," I say.

"All right," she says with sympathy in her voice before she hands me a gown to put on. "I just need you to put this on and have a seat on the table. The doctor will be in shortly to begin the ultrasound."

"Okay," I say as I take the gown. "Thank-you," I say with a smile before she leaves the room. I strip out of my clothes and rub my hand over my pregnant belly before I put the gown on. "I'm sorry your daddy couldn't be here, Gummy Bear. I wish he would be but he has to work. I have to give him credit for being dedicated to his job but I think he should be dedicated to us first. I'm sorry he really does love you," I say before I put my gown on. I take a seat on the table as I wait for the doctor by looking around the room. It's very cozy and comfortable. It's painted a light blue which is calming and relaxing. There are pictures around the room of sonogram pictures of babies as well as pictures of newborn babies. I smile as I look at the pictures. I think every day what our little Gummy Bear is going to look like. Is it going to have dark hair like me or brownish blonde hair like Dean? Will it have Dean's blue eyes or my dark brown eyes or will it inherit his cute little dimples? I always picture a little blue eyed blonde running around our apartment being the center of our lives. I always picture a little boy that looks like Dean or even a little girl that looks like him. I know for sure that we are going to have a cute little baby in a few short months. I am snapped out of my thoughts as the doctor knocks on the door. "Come in," I say.

The door opens and the doctor walks in with a smile on her face. "Hello, Anastasia, how are you today?"

"I'm okay," I say with a smile. "I'm excited for this ultrasound."

"I bet it's a big one," she says, "No Dean today?"

"No Dean, he's working right now and he isn't able to make it. I wish he could be here but he's at least working to support us so I can't really complain."

"I see," she says. "I'm ready to begin whenever you are. Today I am going to check the baby out to make sure everything is going all right with it and hopefully it cooperates and will let us see the sex."

"Okay," I say with a smile. "I'm ready," I say as I lay back on the bed as she fires up the ultrasound machine. She lifts my gown to the bottom of my chest exposing my small swollen stomach. "This will be cold," she says as she gets the gel out to put on my stomach. I close my eyes and shiver as she puts it onto my stomach, "I'm sorry," she says with a smile as she pulls out the wand to take over my stomach. "All right," she says as she takes it over my stomach and mine and Dean's little creation pops up on the screen. Gummy Bear has gotten so much bigger since the last time we saw it. She takes the wand over my stomach showing me the baby's face first. She gives a close up of its face and I smile as I see that it has Dean's mouth and nose. I'm pretty sure this baby is going to be its daddy. She takes the wand down and shows me the baby's arm. It's so beautiful. "And here is the baby's chest," she says with a smile but it fades as she keeps looking at its chest.

"Is everything okay?" I ask.

"I'm just seeing a bit of a spot on its heart," she says as she zooms in. "We're probably going to need to send you to have an echocardiogram."

"Is something wrong with the heart?" I ask as panic sets in.

"Not necessarily. It could just be a shadow. It could be nothing but it's important you have the echocardiogram to make sure it is nothing and if it's not the cardiologist will give you the information you need to know for the baby and its heart."

"Um okay," I say nervously. "Is the baby going to be okay?"

"I'm sure the baby is fine," she says, "if there is something wrong it can be an easy fix but don't worry yourself right now. The echocardiogram will determine if there is something wrong like I said it could just be a shadow. Don't walk out of here thinking there is something wrong with your baby."

"Okay," I say but I am not convinced. Seeing a spot on its heart is not exactly a good thing and I can't just let it go without being scared about it.

"It's okay, Anastasia," she says as she continues on after making note about the baby's heart. She shows me the baby's leg just before the baby flips over showing us its butt making me laugh it's definitely a character already but the baby flips and moves all over the screen as the doctor tries to find out the sex. "Maybe it doesn't want us to know," she says with a small laugh. "I haven't really ever seen a baby this active during an ultrasound."

"I think it has its dad's energy," I say with a smile. "It is active all the time. I don't think it ever sleeps."

"An active baby is good," she says with a smile before she catches a glimpse of the baby's private parts. "There we go," she says with a smile. "Do you want to know the sex of the baby?"

"Yes," I say with a smile.

"Well, Anastasia, it looks like you're having a baby girl."

"A girl?" I ask with a smile.

"A little girl," she says, "a very active little girl."

"I can't wait," I say with a smile and I already picture our little girl in dresses, dressed in pink and following in my steps as a ballerina. The doctor finishes the rest of the ultrasound and then prints off some pictures for me to show to Dean and for me to put into her baby book. I can't believe that Dean and I are having a little girl. I can see her being a daddy's girl already. I am floating on cloud 9 all the way back to our apartment where as soon as I get in the door I hang up her ultrasound pictures on the refrigerator so we can see our precious baby girl every time we get into the fridge. I pull out some meat to cook for dinner so that Dean has a nice home cooked dinner when he gets home from work.

A couple hours pass and Dean still isn't home from work yet so I put some of the macaroni and cheese and the ham I made for dinner in the microwave for him before I go into our bedroom to get ready for bed. Just as I find myself falling asleep I hear the door open and close. I get out of bed and make my way to the living room to see Dean hanging up his leather jacket and holding his gym bag in his hand as he groans. "It's about time you got home," I say. "Where were you?"

"I was working," he says as he makes his way over to me but stumbles on his way. "How was the appointment?" he asks slurring his words as he wraps his arm around my shoulders. "The baby okay?" he asks.

"Are you drunk, Dean?"

"I may have had a little drink or two or six," he says before he tries to kiss my lips softly.

"No, Dean," I say as I pull away.

"Don't be like that, Ana," he says. "I love you."

"I love you too but not when you're drunk. You missed our ultrasound because you wanted to get drunk?"

"I was working," he says, "and then I went to a friend's house," he says. "I had a few drinks. It's not a big deal."

"You're drunk off your ass, Dean, it is a big deal. We have finals tomorrow but it's not a big deal."

"Don't sweat it," he says, "I'll be okay for finals. How about you make me happy," he says.

"No, Dean, not when you're in this condition. I'm ready to go to bed," I say.

"I read about this," he says, "you get so pregnant you don't want have sex."

"Dean, it has nothing to do with that," I say. "You're drunk, I'm tired."

"Ana," he says as he plays with my hair. "I love you."

"I love you too," I say, "Look, we have to talk about the baby."

"Is it okay?" he asks.

"SHE is okay but the doctor found a spot on her heart."

"She?" he asks. "We're having a girl. I'm fucked," he says.

"Dean," I say. "It doesn't matter if it is a girl or a boy. What is important is that she has a spot on her heart. I have to have an echocardiogram done to see what's going on."

"What's an echocardio…"he says.

"They are going to check the baby's heart to see what's going on with her heart. The doctor said it could be a shadow but it could also be a hole. The cardiologist will determine the diagnosis," I say.

"Is our baby sick?" he asks.

"No," I say, "she is fine."

"Okay. I don't know how I am going to handle a baby girl."

"You're going to need to learn. She looks like you."

"How do you know?" he asks.

"Because she has your mouth and your nose."

"Oh," he says. "I need to take a shower. Take one with me."

"Dean, not tonight," I say. "I just want to go to bed. I'll make it up to you tomorrow night."

"Come on," he says wrapping me up in his arms as I wrap my arms around his neck. He leans down and kisses my lips softly. "Please, Ana," he says.

"Not tonight, Baby," I say as I play with his curly hair as his blue eyes are glassed over and blood shot. "Were you smoking weed?" I ask as I smell it on him.

"No," he says.

"Dean," I say.

"Aw fuck this," he says. "You say you trust me but you don't. I'm taking a shower," he says as he lets me go and walks to the bathroom. I follow him to our bedroom as he throws his bag into the closet. I watch him as he grabs some clothes from the drawer before walking to the bathroom.

I hear the water to the shower turn on after he slams the bathroom door shut and get into the closet. I get out his gym bag and open it. I am speechless as I pull out a wad of cash in cash, small bags of drugs ranging from heroin, cocaine, prescription pills to weed. I can't believe what I am seeing. I thought he was passed this but he proved to me tonight he's the same old Dean he's always been. I dump it all out on the bed and sit down next to it as I count all the money he has. He has at least 10 grand total, I can't believe it. I cross my arms as I sit on the bed waiting for him to come out of the shower.

"What the hell is this, Dean?" I ask as he walks into the bedroom freshly showered, his hair wet while he wears just a pair of shorts.

"Were you going through my shit?" he asks.

"Why did you lie to me?" I ask. "You told me you weren't selling drugs but you are, you told me you were done with this life, Dean."

"Ana, what do you want me to do.? I need to pay bills in this house. We're having a baby."

"You get a real job not some job that's going to get you into jail. What if someone came in here and did a drug raid and found all this shit? I would go to jail and so would you. Then what happens to our baby?" I ask.

"Ana, no one is going to do a drug raid."

"You told me you were done with this shit, Dean," I say as I stand up. "You told me you were done. Changing my ass, you're the same person you were before. I thought that maybe now that you and I are having a baby you would clean up your life but no you're dragging your pregnant girlfriend and unborn daughter into this shit, Dean. Do you know how dangerous drug dealing is? You could go to jail, you could die, somebody could come after us. This is a selfish choice, Dean. Why?"

"Ana, I need to provide for you and the baby. The pressure has been tough. I can't give our daughter what she needs on a minimum wage job. I can't get the bills paid. The money from the drugs is easy and fast. Look 10 grand in a week," he says. "I couldn't even make 10 grand in a year."

"I'm not okay with this, Dean. I'm not. You know that. You promised me and then you miss the biggest appointment of this pregnancy to sell drugs and then get drunk and high with your friends? Which is more important to you, Dean?"

"Ana," he says, "don't be upset."

"Don't be upset? How can I not be upset? I trusted you. You promised me you were done with this life. You promised me that you weren't going to do this but you lied to me. You lied to me, Dean."

"Would you have let me continue to do it if I told you the truth?"

"Of course not because you don't need to do this shit," I say. "You don't need to live off the streets, Dean. You're going to college, you're having a baby. You're going to be a father. Do you want our daughter to visit you in jail? Or visit your grave because you get caught up in the streets. I'm not okay with this, Dean. I care about you. I love you but this I can't have this. I can't have you dealing drugs to provide for us. This baby and I should be your first priority. And don't' say we are because if we were you wouldn't be making these stupid decisions."

"Maybe I don't want to go to college, Ana, stop pushing to be the person you want me to be. I don't want to go to college. I didn't ask for this life, Ana. I didn't ask to be a father."

"And I didn't ask to be a mother but I am. So you don't want to be a father?"

"How am I supposed to take care of a kid when I can't even take care of myself? We should have just killed this at the beginning or given it away. We can't do this."

"Dean, we've been doing it," I say as tears burn my eyes. "That's a horrible thing to say. After seeing our daughter on the screen and knowing that you created something so special with me how can you say that?"

"Because I'm a fuck up, Ana, it's what I do. I screw up everything I touch. I screwed up your life, I ruined your life. I got you pregnant. I don't want to ruin our daughter's life too."

"Dean," I say as I watch him grab a shirt from the drawer. "You didn't ruin my life. Things might be hard and it might be difficult. We may not have asked to have this baby but we have this baby and I love her so much already. You're not going to screw up her life. You're not. I know you're not stop being so… I don't know what to say."

"Ana, I'm not good for you. Look at me," he says throwing his drugs into the bag before grabbing some clothes from the drawer. "I'm the worst thing that ever happened to you. You can do better than me. You deserve better than me. I love you, Ana, I can't screw up your life any more than I already have. I'm sorry."

"So you're leaving?" I ask as he zips up his bag.

"Ana, you and our daughter deserve better, I'm sorry," he says.

"Dean, don't leave," I say. "Please don't leave."

"It's what I have to do, Ana, I'm sorry," he says.

"Dean, you promised me you wouldn't leave me. You promised me," I say as I fall to my knees. "You promised," I say as I break down into tears. "Don't go."

"I'm sorry, Ana," he says as I breakdown into tears. "Here," he says giving me his money.

"What?" I ask through my sobs.

"That's yours. That's for you and Gummy Bear. Take care of her. I'll be around. I'm sorry, Ana."

"DEAN!" I yell as he walks out of the bedroom. I try to build the strength to get up but I can't find it. I'm sick from my heavy sobs and sob on the floor louder as I hear the door slam. He's gone. He's not coming back. Just like my mom he left me.

*A/N: What do you think of Dean and ANa having a little girl? What did you think of Dean not showing up to the appointment? Do you think the baby is going to be okay with the spot on her heart? What did you think of Dean coming home drunk and high? Did Ana have the right to get upset? What about Ana going through his gym bag did she have the right? What about her finding out about the drugs? Why do you think Dean chose to leave her and the baby? Do you think they will be able to work it out or will Ana be a single mom? What did you think about the things Dean said to Ana and what about him leaving her? Please review and thank-you for reading.