And Baby Makes Three

Chapter 2

Once Nancy was considered stable and hydrated we were allowed to go home. I was still in shock and wasn't ready to share the news that Nancy was expecting with our family. I felt like if I said anything to anyone I would jinx it.

"Jimmy, Jimmy," Nance kept repeating trying to grab my attention, waiting for me to start the car to go home.

Nancy got tired of the head game I was playing with myself.

Speaking loudly, "James Thomas Fallon," as she put her hands on mine, "Stop."

I came out of my hell of wondering how to handle it if something did or was already wrong and looked at her.

"Jimmy," she said softly, taking her right hand to caress my hair, "let's go home and be thankful that we have been blessed. You've said it many times yourself that God does not give us things we can't handle. Let us be happy that we will have a little one around Valentine's Day, okay?"

In trying to be strong in the Emergency Room, all the pent up emotions finally got to me and cried as she held me in her arms.

"Honestly I had given up the thought of ever becoming a dad. I just didn't think it was possible. I'm scared shitless that the other shoe is going to drop and this will go downhill in a hurry. I worry if that happens how you'll be and can I be the strong husband that you would need. Now that we have this chance I don't want to lose it."

"Jimmy, sweetheart, calm down, it's going to be okay," she whispered in my ear as she held me and rubbed my back.

She rubbed by back for a little bit more and then brought my eyes to meet hers, "Listen, tonight we go home, call to let everyone know that I'm okay and at home but that's it. We'll explain everything later to them. After the phone calls you'll go get dinner, we'll snuggle together, watch a movie and enjoy what we have," she then kissed me on the lips.

When we got home I went to our bedroom while Nance laid on the couch in the living room and turned the television on. I waited until she was paying attention to the the television before turning my phone back on. There was a text from Gloria apologizing for our parents calling and leaving messages. I didn't even bother to listen to them; I just deleted them. I was suppose to call Gloria and tell her Nance was home but I just didn't feel like talking, - afraid that she would figure out the secret. Instead, I just texted her that Nance was okay and home and I would call her later to explain everything.

"Did you contact mom and dad?" Nance asked as I entered the living room a few minutes later.

"No, I just texted Gloria saying you're okay. Seriously, I'm just not in the mood to talk to anyone. I just don't want to give away our secret. You know how well I can keep a secret from Gloria. She would be doing 20 questions over and over until I told her."

"Isn't that the truth - but got to love her determination to find the truth. I did the same thing with Drew. I don't want to talk to her - not that I don't love her but I might just fall asleep during the conversation. I'm so tired - all I want to do is eat and sleep."

"What are you in the mood for? Whatever you want - I'll get."

"How about just a good old cheese pizza."

"Fine with me. I'll run to our favorite pizza joint and go grab one," walking up to her I kiss her lips and then I kiss her belly, still in total awe and shock over the pregnancy.

During dinner...

"I'm going to have to tell Lorne what's going on," I say to Nance while eating pizza and sitting on the couch watching the movie we met on - Fever Pitch.

"I know," Nance chuckles mostly to herself, "I'm not looking forward to telling our parents. They're going to tell you how to treat me and then driving me insane by telling me to relax or I shouldn't do this or that - I have you for that."

I just smile because I know we're going to be in one helluva trip with our parents and family telling me how to treat and what Nance should and should not be doing while pregnant.

"Wish we could hide this pregnancy from everyone that doesn't matter. I love what I do Nance, but I also love my private life. I like to control what people know or don't know about me."

"I know - and you're wonderful at it. And no, I'm not looking forward to all the attention this will get - from fans that think it's wonderful to people telling you divorce me and marry them or that I'm too old, or..." tears started to drop from her eyes.

I put my pizza down take her face in my hands and wipe the tears from her eyes. "You are and always will be the coolest girl in the world for me. No one, and I mean no one, will ever take that role away from you," I wrap my arms around her, soothing her into sleep.

I'm not blind or naive. I've read comments about how people say that Nancy is the wrong lady for me, that she's not pretty enough or skinny enough or something enough for me and that I should drop Nancy for them. No one in the world understands me better than Nancy. I love and don't care that she's older then me. It has helped keep me grounded and not get too ahead of myself. I don't think I could have made it where I'm today with someone who was younger and not emotional sound as Nancy is.

I look at the time on my phone and see that it's late enough to call Lorne but not too late and he's probably wondering what's going on anyways.

First I need to get Nancy in bed before anything. With the rush of adrenalin gone from today's events her she is one exhausted mother-to-be. I carefully carry her into the bedroom and lay her on her side of the bed while I reorganize the blankets that she must had thrown off the bed trying to get out of bed. I think about taking off her clothes but decide not to - sweats and t-shirt are just fine. I place a blanket over her but she seems to have realized, in her sleep, that I have let her go so I take off my t-shirt that I was wearing and put it in her arms and it seems to settle her back down into a peaceful sleep.

I smooth over the blanket, place a kiss on her cheek, and whisper towards her stomach, "All right now, settle down and let mommy get some sleep. Daddy needs to make a phone call to Grandpa Lorne and explain everything going on," I put the tv on and mute it so if she wakes up the room isn't completely dark, allowing me to shut the door so I don't disturb Nancy.

I dial Lorne's cell phone number as I walk over to the couch, turning off the television and cleaning up from dinner.

Lorne was going over the show with Seth - what worked and what didn't when Jimmy called. "Excuse me Seth, I need to take this," and left the room walking towards his office.

"Hey, Jimmy, what's up?"

I offered a nervous laugh. "Are you alone? I mean where no one can over hear our conversation?"

Lorne was worried that something was wrong with Nancy. Jimmy did not sound like his usual easy going self.

"Give me a minute to get to my office. Is everything okay? Nancy home or is it something bad?"

"Nope, she's home but we got news we didn't expect."

By this time Lorne was now in his office - locking his door so no one could come in unexpectedly. "Okay, I'm alone in my office."

"You're going to want to sit down for this news. I still can't believe what I'm going to tell you but you have to promise me that you can't mention it to a single soul. I mean we haven't even told anyone yet what's going on.

Lorne was intrigued as to what was going on in the Fallon household. Lorne felt that while it might be something serious, it's not so serious that Nancy's health was in jeopardy.

"Okay, I promise. What ever the situation is I won't tell anyone."

"Until we're ready to share the news - I mean no one knows including everyone at 30 Rock and anyone else you know."

"Jimmy," Lorne said. When Jimmy gets nervous he keeps talking in circles instead of getting to the point. "Take a deep breath, son, and tell me what's going on. Nancy's okay, right? Why are you so worked up?"

"Would you believe that Nancy is pregnant?"

"What?" Lorne said, not believing what he was hearing from me.

"Yeah," I said sounding almost disappointed.

"Jimmy, what's going on in that head of yours?"

Lorne was always like a second father to me. No matter how much I had angered him or disappointed him he always believed, cared, and loved me. He knew how much I loved and worshipped the ground Nancy walked on. Lorne also knew of my desire to have a child and knew that I would be this emotional mess until the child was here.

"I'm down right scared. I wish I could just enjoy it and be calm but my brain won't let me. I'm so hopelessly in love with Nance and that baby. I'm so afraid something will happen. Nance would be devastated and heartbroken if something happens to the baby.

"Yes, you both would be but Nance is healthy - doesn't drink excessively or smoke or anything like that. Except for what seems to be an extreme case of morning sickness, everything seems to be okay. So, how far along is she?" Lorne asked trying to get Jimmy off the negativity and back to being positive.

"The estimate 9 1/2 weeks."

"So you're almost through the first trimester. Good."

"Yeah that's true." I pause for a minute. "Guess when the baby is due?"

It then dawned on Lorne, "Don't tell me - February."

"Yep, February 14. Right before I start the Tonight Show. Talk about a big month!"

There was a pause in the conversation - Lorne knew that I was thinking about the negative too much.

"Jimmy,"

"Yeah"

"Everything is going to be fine; just believe that. Before you know it the baby will be here and then it's the Tonight Show."

"Thanks. I'll talk to you tomorrow when I come in. I'm hoping Nance can get an appointment tomorrow with her doctor and I'm going with her but I'll call you with what's going on when I know.

"Give Nancy my love and if you need someone to talk to whether it's about the pregnancy or just to vent give me a call whatever the time is."

The phone call ended and I'm completely physically and emotionally exhausted and so ready for bed. I think about turning my phone off but if something happens I want to be able to contact the world out there - I just hope our family decides not to bother us until will ready. I lock up our apartment, put Gary in her cage, shut off the remaining lights and go into the bedroom.

I take off my pants and curl up behind Nance who hasn't moved since I put her in bed 15 minutes before and say a silent prayer to God thanking him and asking him for his protectiveness.