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Now for Chapter 52! Here we go...
As Nick and his fellow CSI's help him find out about the conspiracy going on against Nick and Jules,
things are going on inside the Stokes' residence at the very same time.
How about we take a look at what is happening on the other side of town and from Jules' perspective?
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She flipped the pancake up in the air and it landed directly onto the plate. Emma grinned widely. She always loved when her mom did that. She always wanted her to do it again even though there was only one pancake to flip.
"Ok, are ya ready? Order up, Pretty Girl!" Jules yelled out smiling at her from across the kitchen.
Jules was bringing Emma her breakfast when, as she walked it over to where her daughter was sitting, Jules squished up her face, put the plate to her nose, and smelled Emma's pancakes.
"Em, I don't think these smell right," she told her daughter almost gagging from the smell.
"Yes they do, they smell gooded!" Emma insisted and held out her hands to take the plate.
"Let me taste them first," Jules said placing it onto the table and putting a fork into it.
Emma grabbed her fork and put a bite in her mouth before her mother could.
"They good, Mommy, I promise, they very gooded," she grinned.
"Yeah, you're right, kiddo, they really are," Jules said tasting a piece.
And yet the smell of them still made her sick.
They literally made her want to throw up.
She froze for a minute with a crazy thought.
She furrowed her brow and wondered for a minute about when her last period was.
"Oh, don't be ridiculous, it's the stress, you probably have a fricken ulcer from all of this crap going on in your life!" she silently thought.
Jules swallowed hard and began biting her bottom lip. She didn't have time to go look at the calendar though because the phone rang at that very minute. She sighed loudly as she leaned over and grabbed the phone off the counter. Looking at the number coming up on the phone, she was actually very surprised it wasn't Nick. He usually calls her on his way home from work around this time. Instead, it was Brett.
"Hey, Good Morning!" she answered happily knowing it was him.
"Good morning, Sweet Cheeks!" he bellowed back at her.
"How come your home, Mr. Important Attorney?" she asked him.
"Because I CAN, Shugahhh!" he laughed.
"Well that's good! You're awfully cheery...are you hanging home today or would you like to come over? Orrrr are you meeting with Kurt and playing a little hooky?" she joked.
"Yes, well kinda, do you have plans today?" he asked curiously.
"Not really, just hangin' with my girl," she smiled at Emma who stuffed a chunk of pancake into her mouth.
" Wellll, I was wondering if maybe you would like to go spend the morning with Nick? I know he gets off work around now, right?" he said.
"WHAT? Why? What are you up to?" she drew out her question slowly and twisted her face up curiously.
"Well, for a few reasons, I guess. One, I think you two are made for each other. Two, I find it incredibly romantic that you found your way back to one another and well…Three, Kurt is being a total girl and wants to have some "family time". I told him we don't have a family and he suggested we take Emma to the zoo," he sighed, "and to be honest, I really could use a dose of Miss Pretty," he laughed.
"Who ME?" she laughed jokingly knowing he meant Emma.
"Well no, you're my Mrs. Pretty," he laughed, "but I didn't get to see her awake the other night so…what do you say? Can I play house with my man and your daughter?"
"I like the idea, actually. For a few reasons," she repeated his line before continuing with her reasons, "One: I love how you love my daughter. Two: She would love to go to the zoo. Three: I love how you have faith in me and Nicky, and Four: I love the idea of surprising him in his hotel room. Soooo, when do you want her?" she rattled her reasons off.
Emma started asking loudly, "Who go to zoo? Me go to zoo? I wanna go dair! Mommy? Who go to zoo?"
"Would it be too short of notice to swing by now?" he said hopeful.
"Nah, I can get her dressed and fix that rat's nest in no time," she told Brett as she stroked her daughter's bed head.
Emma looked up about to ask her about the zoo again but before she could, Jules smiled brightly and told her that she was going to the zoo with Uncle Brett.
"Me goin' to the zoooooo!" she squealed happily.
Her daughter was cleaned up, dressed neatly, and already standing on the living room couch looking out the window. As Brett and Kurt pulled into the driveway, Brett could see her little pig tailed head peeking over the couch and watching for him through the front window. Emma began jumping up and down on the couch and laughed with delight when she saw Brett coming to the door to get her.
"Yaw takin' me to da zoo, right Uncle Bet?" she asked jumping into his arms.
"Oh I am, I am! We are going to the zoo, my Little Lovey!" he said happy to see her, "So are ya ready?"
"I is ready!" she nodded excitedly before asking, "Mommy you comin'?" she wondered and tilted her head like her father.
"Nah," Brett answered her and pressed her nose. "It's gonna be just me, you, and my friend Kurt," he informed her.
"Kay, we go now? Now we go?" she asked him.
"Yes, Emmy, we're going right now" he said holding her on his hip as he leaned over and kissed Jules goodbye.
Jules leaned in and kissed her daughter and told her to have a good time and be the wonderful little girl she is for Uncle Brett.
She also whispered in Brett's ear thanking him for loving them so much.
"Call me when you want us home, otherwise, we are just a happy family and don't need to be home anytime soon!" he laughed insinuating that Kurt wanted a long "family day".
"How about you call me when you want ME home," she winked.
Knowing her daughter would not only be safe with Brett and Kurt but she would be having a blast made Jules very, very, happy. It also made Jules very happy to know that she was going to make the most of her time with Nick in his Bellagio hotel room.
As soon as Brett, Kurt and Emma pulled out of the driveway, Jules ran up the stairs taking them two at a time. She threw off her pajamas and tossed them carelessly on the bed. She quickly pulled on a sweat suit in record time, threw her hair in a messy ponytail and back down the stairs she flew. Grabbing her purse and her keys off the desk, Jules tore out of her house like a crazy woman, and jumped in her SUV. She was on a mission. She was nervous. She couldn't shake that thought about her period. She hadn't paid any attention to when it came or if it came. Her mind was consumed with Nick and his "affair". She counted on her fingers as she drove but still she couldn't remember.
Pulling into Walgreen's parking lot, Jules parked her truck crooked but figured it would have to be good enough. Jumping out of her vehicle, she scurried into the building, hearing her heart pound with every step. As she walked through the automatic doors, she smiled to herself noticing she had two different flip flops on.
"You are so stupid, Jules," she mumbled, "you are so making more of this than needed. So what, you got nauseous from the smell of pancakes, big deal!" she grumbled to herself.
As she strolled down the aisle looking for pregnancy tests her mind began to remember little things that made her heart drop. She began having a conversation with herself silently.
"Oh my God, I had that wicked headache at the wedding…SO! Emma cried when you and Nick left and it upset you!…I felt sick in my stomach too that's why I didn't drink along with Nick!…So what! Who wouldn't with that bitch blabbering about her and Nick!…Ohhh shit, I threw up in the kitchen…Of course you did! You told Nick to schedule time with his daughter and you knew you made the grown man cry!….AND I threw up in Greg Sander's parking lot!….No wonder! You told Nick you wanted out of the marriage! That's normal! …And I wanted Tiramisu! Eww, I hate Tiramisu! Oh stop, sometimes you just get in the mood for something different…" Jules banter with herself went on like that all the way up to the register.
As the chunky, teenage, girl behind the counter rang up the pregnancy test she smiled at Jules. Jules smiled back and heard the girl whisper "Good luck" as she turned to walk out.
The voices in Jules head didn't stop the entire car ride home. Her palms wet the steering wheel from her sweat as she racked her brain trying to remember when she had her period last.
"Of course you're pregnant you idiot, you and Nick stopped using protection…you planned on trying for another baby! You dumb, stupid, idiot! You don't even know it but you are! You're pregnant!" Jules yelled out loud alone in her truck.
"I don't think this is the best time this, Jules!" she yelled out.
"Are you kidding me? This is a crazy time! Arrrgh! Me and Nick…how could we forget? This whole nightmare made us forget that I never went for my shot!…We have been so wrapped up…Oh my God…Ok, breathe, let's not jump ahead…Let's wait to see what the test says, ok? Yes…okay…all right…I will wait…I will see what the test says…right…I'll be home in a minute…okay," she rambled on ridiculously.
She talked to herself all the way home like that.
Once inside her kitchen, she pulled out her test and tossed the plastic bag on the counter carelessly. She began to pace back and forth across the tile floor holding the box in her hands.
"Okay, should I call Nick first? NO! You don't even know if you are pregnant! Yes, I do!…Oh, I sooo knowwww it!…Yep, I'm pregnant…It's just the way it would be for us…with all this drama I would end up getting pregnant on top of it all…I know it…Oh God. We still haven't even talked about him coming HOME yet. Okay…worry about that later…just take the damn test you mental case!" she rambled frantically out loud in her empty house.
Her hands shook as she removed the stick from it's box and threw the box along with the directions over her shoulder where it landed on the floor behind her; she didn't need to read the directions to know how this test works.
She walked into the bathroom that was off from the kitchen and then walked back out. She did that several times before she yelled at herself to "knock it off and stop being such a jackass."
After she peed on the little, plastic, stick she put the cap back on it and put it on the edge of the sink. She left the bathroom and walked to the kitchen sink to wash her hands. After drying them with a dishtowel, she placed her palms on the kitchen counter and leaned over with nervousness, breathing in and out loudly.
She thought about having another baby now.
She and Nick had talked about it a few months ago. They wanted to have another baby…but that was before the infidelity allegations. That was before the world saw Nick messing around with Brooke Latham on her FaceBook page. That was before she threw him out of their home. Jules shook her head and looked up at the clock on the wall.
"Okay, you ready? Yep, ready as I'll ever be. Whatever is meant to be, is meant to be, right?" she asked and answered herself in the same breath.
Jules walked into the bathroom and squeezed her eyes tight; her shaking hand picked up the stick.
Slowly opening her eyelids a millimeter at a time she didn't need them to be open completely to see what she saw...
...Two dark pink lines.