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On Friday I was taking the last of my things out of John's house. I still wasn't sure what made him think he deserved the house considering it was in my name and his. I wasn't going to cause an issue over it but I definitely needed to find a new place to live for the mean time I was staying with Nattie. I decided not to take Dave up on his offer unless we were actually together and trust me we weren't together. We just occasionally slept with one another and that's all it seemed to be for the time being. I was grateful for Nattie letting me stay with her but I was trying to find an apartment as soon as possible with being pregnant and all. I didn't want to inconvenience her with a baby and I also needed a job. I needed money to pay rent, needed health insurance and money to raise a child. I was stuck in a rough spot and didn't know where to go from there.

The days leading up to Friday were all a blur. They were full of tears, they were full of laughs. I had many cries, I had many laughs. I had a lot of anger and I had a lot of relief. My emotions were a complete rollercoaster and being pregnant made my emotions a lot worse. I still loved John and we were together for 16 years and for it to suddenly be over is really heartbreaking. John was my first and only love so I had never experienced heartbreak before and it was as bad as it sounded. Maybe it was even worse. The fact was until Dave, John was the only person I knew and the only person I had been with intimately. John was always home to me if that makes sense. He was what was familiar and what I knew basically. I always felt so comfortable in front of him but now not so much. I could feel the tension between us. While he was home to me for 16 years even before that now he just felt like a stranger. I didn't know him at all. He was so angry and so bitter. I guess that's what happens when the one you love deceives you and hurts you beyond belief. He pretty much called me a lying whore and he wanted nothing to do with me except the baby. That's the only time he wanted to talk to me about so you can imagine how hard it was for me to go back into that house to get my stuff out while he was there sulking and cursing to himself about being suspended, beating up Dave and me lying to him.

On Friday before my prenatal appointment I was getting the last of my things. Nattie had gone with me to help me out because it wouldn't have been a good idea if I took Dave with me. John wouldn't like that at all. I was getting the last box and was heading out the door. "Well, John, I got all my stuff. I hope to keep in touch with you but I understand if you don't' want that. Just remember before we were lovers we were best friends. I don't want to lose my friendship with you," I said.

John was standing by the door holding it open for me and said, "Tess, I really can't do this right now. Don't make this harder for me than it has to be. Do you know how much I love you?"

"Yes, John, I do," I said, "and just so you know, I'm sorry."

"Tessa, sorry is a little too late for what you did. You slept with the one man I hate. You cheated on me. I have never once cheated on you but then you go and cheat on me and have unprotected sex with this other guy. A guy that has slept with millions of women."

"John, for the record we only had unprotected sex one time well three times in one night but it only happened once."

"Tess," he said with hurt in his eyes. I could see he was hurting, "I don't want to hear about it. Don't you think you've done enough already?"

"I'm sorry, John, I am really sorry."

"Tessa, whatever," he said. "When's your next appointment?"

"Today," I answered, "this afternoon. Why?"

"I want to go. That baby is the only thing that is keeping me talking to you. If I find out it's not mine then we're done but for now that's the only reason I'm tolerating you."

"Dave is going with me," I said swallowing hard.

"Why?"

"Because he might be the father too," I said, "look John, Dave wants to be there too."

"And so do I," he said. "There is a chance that baby is mine."

"I know," I said, "and there's a chance it's his too. And he wants to go to the appointment with me."

"And so do I. We'll both go," he said.

"Is that a good idea after what happened?"

"Tess, I won't even talk to the asshole. I just want to see my baby and hear my baby's heartbeat."

"Actually right now it's my baby because we don't know who the father is," I said.

"I know but can I go?"

"Fine," I said. I couldn't deny him the right to go to a doctor's appointment with me. There was that chance it could be his baby too. He had the right to be there as well. Dave probably wouldn't like it but it was my call. "You can go."

"Thanks," he said. "And Tessa, if the baby is mine I'm not going to file for custody but I will want visitation. You'll be living with Dave so he or she will have some type of father figure in its life."

"John, I'm not living with Dave. I'm trying to get a new job so that I can lease an apartment. It's just going to be the baby and me."

"Yeah right, Tessa. You love Dave and he loves you. If you're not together now you're going to be together someday."

"No, John, he doesn't. Dave doesn't fall in love," I said.

"He's in love," he said. "Trust me. I may hate the guy but I know when he's in love. He's in love with you."

"I don't believe that," I said. "I really don't."

"All right. Then don't," he said. "But you will see."

"John, can we still be friends after all this?"

"Honestly?"

"Honestly," I said.

"I don't think so. I can be civil with you but as far as friendship goes probably not. You really hurt me, Tessa, you hurt me a lot." I looked in his blue eyes and I could see the tears starting to form and began to feel my own eyes fill up with tears. Him denying being my friend hurt a lot. He was my best friend since I was 5 years old. We had been inseparable since then and now it was like all those years were lost. It was like they didn't matter. I don't know what hurt more losing my boyfriend of 16 years or losing my best friend for life. I'd say it was probably losing that friendship. Losing love is hard but walking away from a lifetime friendship is even harder. "You should go," he said. "I'll see you at the appointment. What time?"

"3:30," I said trying not to cry. "I guess I will see you then. Bye."

"Bye," he said as I walked out the door. He didn't waste too much time shutting the door behind me. I think it was because he went inside to cry at least that's what I would like to think but before I got in my car I looked at that house one more time. I took a deep breath as I felt the tears roll down my cheeks and got into the car. I drove away and headed to Nattie's house to take a quick nap before I went to the appointment.

Later that afternoon Dave and me arrived at the doctor's office. I told him about John coming to the appointment and he wasn't happy about it but he understood his reasoning. He promised me he would be on his best behavior because it wasn't about John. It was about the baby and that's the reason he was there. We checked in at the desk and then took a seat in the waiting room but I didn't see John anywhere. "You feeling all right?" asked Dave.

"Yeah," I said, "Just really tired. I need another nap."

"You just had one," he said with a laugh.

"I know but the baby drains all my energy just like it eats all my food."

"It does make you extra hungry. I don't think I've ever seen a woman eat as much as you do."

"I'm sure your ex-wife ate a lot when she was pregnant with Max."

"Well, yeah," he said, "she did."

"Well, my eating habit is starting to show," I said rubbing my growing stomach. "I'm getting fat."

"You're not getting fat," he said putting his hand on my stomach, "you're having a baby. And I think pregnancy bellies are cute and they are definitely cute on you."

"Thanks, I think," I said as John walked into the waiting room.

"It was a compliment," he said as he watched John walk past us. John sat two chairs down from me and didn't say one word to us. "Anyway," said Dave, "how about you come over tonight and I make you dinner? Then we just hang out and watch movies?"

"Sure," I said. "That sounds like fun."

"Good," he said with a smile. "It's a date then. Do you just want to stay over tonight then?"

"I can," I said. "I don't have a problem with that."

"Good," he said with a smile before he softly kissed my lips. Maybe he did like me. John may have been correct on that fact. I was beginning to think that maybe Dave did have some type of feelings for me but I wasn't quite convinced yet.

"Tessa Montgomery," called the nurse.

"Let's go," I said standing up to be followed by both John and Dave. A couple of the other patients gave us a strange look but I just kept walking. I had to do the same procedure as always. I had to be weighed and saw I gained 8lbs so far during the pregnancy. The nurse then gave me a cup and directed me to the bathroom before escorting Dave and John to the room. I did what I needed to do and went to the examination room. The nurse took the cup, checked my blood pressure which was obviously a little high and then gave me a gown to put on before she left to get the doctor.

The wait for the doctor was a silent one. None of us said anything to the other. We all just sat there quietly. Dave was on his phone playing some type of game while John looked around and I sat on the table waiting for the doctor to come. It felt like an eternity till we heard the knock on the door. "COME IN," we all said at the same time.

The doctor opened the door and walked in. She seemed a little shocked to see both Dave and John there and said, "hello."

"Hi," I said.

"How are you doing, Tessa?"

"I'm doing well," I said.

"That's good. And John, how are you?"

"I've been better," he said.

"And you. I don't think I've met you?" she said looking at Dave.

"I'm Dave Batista and the father of the baby," he said.

"I thought he was the father," she asked pointing to John.

"Tessa, why don't you take this one," said John.

"Well, here's the situation," I said. "Around the time the baby was conceived I was sleeping with both John and Dave so now I don't know who the father of the baby is so they both wanted to come to the appointment with me."

"I see," she said. "All right. I see," she said. I felt like in her mind she was judging me just by the way she was looking at me and the void of silence wasn't helping. "All right," she finally said. "How are you doing? Still getting morning sickness?"

"The pills have helped that a lot," I said, "but I'm starting to get a lot of cravings and I'm so tired."

"Oh yes, the cravings," she said. "What types of things are you craving?"

"A lot of spicy foods," I said.

"No dirt or anything like that?"

"Nope," I said. I had read that women often craved some crazy things during pregnancy but I was not one of them. I was all right as long as I had my spicy food.

"Good," she said as she continued to ask me questions. Once she was finished asking questions and I answered them all she said, "do any of you have questions?"

"I do," said John.

"Okay," she said.

"I want a paternity test done on the baby. Is she able to have one done while she's pregnant? I want to know as soon as possible if the baby is mine or not so I can go on with my life."

"She can have a paternity test done now. She can have one done by next week through CVS. A needled would just be inserted into the cervix and to the uterus to get a sample of Chorionic villi. That's the tissue attached to the wall of the uterus and the chorionic villi and fetus come from the same fertilized egg. And they have the same genetic make up so that's one way of doing it. That's usually done between 10-13 weeks. Another way is through amniocentesis that's when a needle is inserted into the uterus and through the abdomen and a small amount of amniotic fluid is taken to be tested. This can be done 14-20 weeks during the pregnancy."

"So what's the easiest?" asked John.

"I would say the CVS testing but there are risks."

"How about Amniocentesis? That seems like it would be more accurate," he said.

"I don't know," she said, "they are both pretty accurate but I do not recommend the amniocentesis tests because it has risks. It can cause a miscarriage, it can harm the baby, cause leaking of amniotic fluid, cramping and vaginal bleeding."

"Oh no," I said. "I don't want to risk something happening to the baby."

"We need to know, Tessa," said John.

"I don't care," I said, "nothing is harming my baby."

"I would suggest the best thing to do is wait for the baby to be born and then have a paternity test done when it's born."

"No," said John. "I want the amniocentesis test done or at least the CVS test done. I want to know now so I know if I'm wasting my time or not."

"No," I said. "Can't you just go by conception date?" I asked. "I know I was with Dave the day I conceived."

"And did you have sex with John 3-5 days prior," she asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Then the baby could be John's just as well. We can't go by conception date because sperm can live inside the vagina for 3-5 days. You could have gotten pregnant with John's baby 3 days after you had intercourse. It's hard to tell that way. The same goes with Dave. You could have had intercourse with him and 3 days later gotten pregnant. It's a hard call. I told you the best thing to do is wait until the baby is born before having any paternity test done."

"And I agree," I said.

"And I want to know. I don't want to be around for months and coming to appointments only to find out after the baby is born that it's not mine,' said John. "It's better to know now so we can get it over with."

"I disagree," I said. "It's my body and my baby."

"What about you, Dave? How do you feel?" asked the doctor looking at Dave.

"I don't know. I would like to know too but it's up to Tessa. I can't force her to do something she doesn't want to. I want to know but at the same time I don't want to hurt the baby. I'm torn," he said.

"How about this," said the doctor. "It's Tessa's decision. It's her body and her baby. She has the right to choose."

I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. John had a point why waste all that time to be there only to find out the baby wasn't his. I wanted to know too so I knew who my baby was going to call daddy but at the same time I didn't want to hurt my baby. "Can I think about it?" I asked.

"Of course you can think about it," she said. "And then if you decide to have a DNA test done you call the DNA place to set up an appointment. I am giving you my written permission to have the test done if you should choose to do it but just remember there are risks."

"I know," I said, "that's why I want to think about it."

"That's the best idea," she said handing me the paper. "All right. Now. I want to check you out and check the baby's heartbeat to make sure it's doing all right. I just need you to lay back."

"Okay," I said laying back as she began to examine me. She checked my breasts and they still hurt as badly as they did at the beginning. Then she checked my stomach. She said she was impressed that I was showing already and she said everything looked all right.

She then walked over and got a Doppler to check the heartbeat. She put gel on my stomach and said, "which one wants to hold her hand and which one wants to find the heartbeat?"

"I will hold her hand," said Dave as he got up and walked over to hold my hand as the doctor handed the wand of the Doppler to John.

She helped guide him on my stomach until we heard a rhythmic sound fill the room. My eyes filled up with tears as I realized what I was hearing. It was my baby's heartbeat. If it wasn't all real before it surely was now. I looked at Dave and he had tears in his eyes too. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Beautiful," he said. "Beautiful. There is nothing more beautiful than a woman carrying a new life inside of her."

"Thanks," I said.

"And the baby sounds great," she said. "Only 4 more weeks until you can find out the sex. Are you going to find out the sex?"

"No," Dave and me said at the same time.

"Yes," said John.

"No we're not," I said, "I want to be surprised."

"I want to know," said John.

"Yeah. You want to know a lot," I said. I was annoyed with John. He was making it all about him and what he wanted. It was my decision what I chose to do in the end. I could choose to get the DNA test done during pregnancy or I could wait till the baby was born. It was my choice. John wasn't in control anymore. If I wanted to know the sex of the baby then that would be fine but I didn't want to know. I wanted it to be a surprise. We don't get too many surprises in life as we get older and I wasn't going to let John take that away from me. I was not going to back down and change my mind on that. I still had a lot of thinking to do and I hoped that I would come to the right decision and that it would be what was best for the baby.

"Surprises are good,' said the doctor. "I didn't know the sex of my girls until they were born. I understand the surprise thing."

"Thank-you," I said as she turned off the Doppler. She then thanked me for coming, told me to let go of some stress and told me to let her know about the decision I reached and then she set up my next appointment. An appointment I was hoping John wouldn't be accompanying me on. He made the appointments miserable by trying to control the situation. I really didn't want him at the next one since it was when we had the option to find out if it was a boy or a girl. And just because of that fact I was leaning toward getting a DNA test done right away so I could find out who the father of the baby was. Sadly with my luck the father would be John but I was definitely hoping against that. Dave was a good dad already to Max and I just hoped that he would be a great dad to my baby or possibly our baby.

*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for taking the time to read. = )