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Jade decided that she was going to get a cab instead of coming with us, so Cat and I pile back into my car and start to drive home. It's 12 in the morning, and the road is desolate and lonely. The only sounds come from the rolling of the car's tires on the pavement and the white noise of the radio. I think Cat's about to pass out, and I automatically feel bad for dragging her out here. The only reason I called her is because if I hadn't, I'm pretty sure Jade would've beat me up. Sure we were right outside of the police station, but I wouldn't put that above her.

I pull up to Cat's house, surprised I knew the way from the police station. She hugs me and gets out of the car, trying not to slam the door. I notice that the light is on in her living room, and when she gets through the door Robbie stands up from the couch. I pull out of her driveway and head home. It's only a half an hour between our houses, and I'm thankful because I'm about to fall asleep at the wheel.

I drive into the garage and close the door, staying in my car for a while longer. An old jazz song comes onto the radio, and I lean back and close my eyes as I fall back into an early memory.

My grandparent's were celebrating their 50th anniversary at a fancy building usually used for wedding receptions. I was 3 years old, and Trina was 4. We were wearing matching blue dresses with lace on the chest and thick layers of tool on the skirt. We had picked the dresses out because they were like princess dresses, and I remember that's exactly what I felt like. The wooden dance floor was filled with our large family and my grandparent's friends, and I was worried about getting squished. When I voiced this to my grandfather, he picked Trina and I up and twirled us around the room. It was one of the best nights I had, and one of the last with my grandfather. This jazz song came on and he stood me on his feet and as we danced around the room, we just talked to each other. I still remember the distinct smell of sandalwood, pine, and cigar smoke. My grandfather.

The song ends and I'm pulled out of my memory. I go upstairs with heavy feet and droopy eyes. When I get to the kitchen, Beck is sitting at the table with his head in his hands, as well as his cell phone. I sit next to him and put my hand on his back.

"What are you doing up so late?" He lifts his head and his eyes are red. I'm confused, and before I can ask him what's wrong he tells me.

"Just read this." He hands me his cell phone, and I read a text he received from Jade telling him that the baby isn't his. I'm furious, of course Jade would try to ruin everything. "If it's not my baby just tell me now. I can't stand waiting another seven months knowing that…it's not mine." He chokes back a tear.

"Beck, it's nothing. Jade got into another bar fight and I had to go get her out. She saw that I was pregnant and flipped out at me. I've never done anything like that, and I won't. I only love you Beck." That seems to calm him down, and I kiss him. "It's getting late, you have a big day at work tomorrow. The big fight scene, you've been waiting forever. Let's go to bed."

The next day I call Cat. We make plans to go out to lunch later that day, and I spend the rest of the morning getting ready. We settle on meeting at an Olive Garden in the middle of our houses, and I arrive second. Cat has the kids with her because Robbie is working at the office, but Aiden seems to be more interested in his coloring than saying hello. I wait until our food arrives to tell Cat about last night.

"So last night when I got home Beck was sitting in the kitchen." I start the story out simple.

"Oh that's so nice! Was he waiting for you or was he getting a midnight snack?" I laugh at the second option and tell her the whole entire story. The thing I love most about Cat is that she's an excellent listener. She loves to listen to people tell her stories, and when somebody does she doesn't just interrupt every two seconds. She is completely engaged, and she waits until the very end to talk.

"Jade is such a…" She starts, but she stops talking, clearly uncomfortable.

"Cat, you're 25 years old. I think it's okay to say something as simple as skunk bag."

"But it's just so…mean! And besides, I have kids, I don't want them saying that kind of thing!"

"You made a good point, but I think Aiden is too concentrated on his maze to notice." Aiden's sitting next to Cat. Head bent, tongue out, he's working hard on trying to figure out the maze on his kid's menu.

"Well, Beck believed you, right? I mean there's no way he couldn't. You've been married for…how long?"

"A year and like 3 months."

"Exactly, that's a long time. He never doubted you before and he's not going to just because of one text from his crazy ex."

"If you say so." We end lunch and say goodbye, promising to make plans soon. As I'm driving home, I start to feel better about the whole situation. I trust Beck and I know he trusts me. Jade is not going to ruin our relationship. I pull into the driveway with a new confidence, and it feels great. Until I start to throw up.

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