I returned to work an hour or so later, feeling pretty upset with myself I shouldn't have snapped at Tess like that. She was trying to be a good friend and I was being all sorry for myself I needed to say sorry for being an ass. I climbed the stairs of the building making my way to my desk; Tess was stood talking to Evan. I walked over to our desk and sat down in my chair and waited for her to come back. I waited a good fifteen minutes for her to come over and sit down, she pretended she was busy on the computer and refused to acknowledge I was there. I slid my chair over to her and turned hers so she faced me before saying
"Tess I am so so sorry, for the way I talked to you earlier you didn't deserve that. You were just trying to be a good friend to me and I threw it all in your voice. I am sorry"
Tess looked at me with those big brown eyes her face revealing nothing as to what she was thinking, her face then cracked into a wide smile.
"I've got another 9 months of it I might as well get used to it. You are keeping it right?" She whispered.
"I think so, I'm not sure yet. I mean there is so much to think about. Can I support another human and give it all it needs and wants. It's sort of bewildering, but in the most exciting of ways" I was being honest just the thought of being a mother gave me the butterflies; it was going to be one hell of an adventure.
"We'll speak more tomorrow Cat… See you tomorrow." Tess smiled before getting up and going home. I sat there for half an hour, sorting through paperwork filing them away. 'Stop putting it off get up and go' There was no time like the present as they say, I finished what I was doing. Logged off my computer, grabbed my stuff and headed to my car. I put the keys in the ignition my heart was pounding in my chest; I could hear the blood coursing through my ears. I took a deep breath before I pulled out of my space.
It took me half an hour to get the Vincent's place the whole time I felt like I was going to pass out or throw up. I realised I was scared on how he would react, what he would do when he found out. Whether he would beast out or be totally calm and accepting, I was hoping it would option 2, but this is what had me scared not knowing what he would do.
As I parked up I tried to slow my heart rate by taking some deep breaths and dried my sweaty hands on my jeans before getting out of the car. I climbed under the broken fence and made my way to the door. 'Oh god….Oh god. No Calm down Chandler you've faced murderers with less fear. You're telling the man you love your expecting his child. Calm down and just breathe' I reached the door and knocked. I shivered a little from the cold and jumped when Vincent jerked the door open. I must have looked stupid with the way my face cracked into a huge smile when I saw him. He was chuckling as he pulled me inside and picked me up kissing me gently on the lips. He set me down and tucked a few strands of loose hair behind my ear.
"Hi" He said smiling taking my hands and holding them
"Hello"
"Hungry"
"Starving" I smiled, he returned it and led me to the kitchen where I sat down at the small kitchen table, and watched him go to the fridge
"Ham sandwich sound good?"
"Erm yeah great….Vincent can you come here for a moment we need to talk"
"Before or after sandwich?"
"Before" His expression immediately changed to concern, he came over and sat down immediately taking my hands between his.
"Are you okay….Has Muirfield been back in contact?"
"No nothing lik….
"Are you ill?"
"Not in a way"
"How can you not be ill if you are ill?" There was a hint of agitation in his voice he never was one for 20 questions. I withdrew my hands from his and placed them in my lap, I looked at him making full eye contact.
"I'm pregnant Vincent"