This chapter is short but I don't care because there's big news that we've all been waiting for. YAY!

October 24th... Saturday... 8:49 am...

So, the fashion show had been really busy, and there had been a lot of press there. It was so great to be back with Waldorf Designs after so long, and the trip to Paris had been beautiful as hell.

It was almost time for Tianna's first Halloween, and we were dressing her as a fairy. Her costume was pastel green and pink, and it was just about the cutest thing.

She'd gotten her first tooth last week, and I'd been super over enthusiastic. Oh well.

Chuck had taken her to go shopping for- actually he never told me. Whatever.

He'd become a great father. He took her every Wednesday and some random other days, and he randomly came over to spend time with her.
We'd taken her to her doctor visits together, and we'd held her hands when she had to get shots.
That part was hell for both of us because she's our baby girl and we try to protect her from pain the best we could.

Tianna was starting to really look like me. The only thing of her now that really looked like Chuck was her ears. She'd recently started growing some fluffy blonde hair, and it still amazed me how soft it was. But then again, most baby hair is soft if not all.

I never wanted things to change. They were good at the moment. Nothing could make it better.

Or so I thought. Until one day, things changed big time. They changed for the better.

Eric and I were sitting at home, being lazy and watching TV.

I didn't bring it up or let it show, but I felt like total shit.
Even though I'd been up for nearly two hours, I was exhausted.
I felt like I was about to throw up any moment.

All of a sudden, I felt it coming.
I jumped off the couch and bolted to the bathroom, barely reaching the toilet fast enough to vomit, nearly choking on it.

Once again, Eric came in shortly after, and bent down beside me where I'd kneeled in front of the toilet.

He put his hand on my back and gently and lovingly rubbed a little. Damn, it was relaxing. I'd never realized how tense I was until he did that.

"I think I have the flu." I told him weakly, my voice scratchy from stomach acid.

"Are you sure it's the flu?"

"What else would it be?"

"Well, when is your period due?" He questioned me caringly.

"Um, I think a few days ago. I've been doing a lot at work though."

"Jen, I don't think the late period and vomiting are a coincidence."

"I'm not pregnant." I stated.

"How do you know that?"

"I don't think I am. We've had sex once recently. On our honeymoon we did way more than that and no baby."

"Once is all it takes."

"I still don't think I'm pregnant." I kept saying this, but really I was afraid that if I was, I would just lose it like the others.

"Can you take a test? For me? For the baby if there is one?"

"Fine." I agreed, beginning to get up before Eric stopped me.

"I can get it." He told me, going over to the sink and taking a couple out and bringing them over to me.

I took all three, and we sat them on the counter and sat a timer.

20 minutes later...

The timer went off, but I'd fallen asleep, so it was more like an alarm clock for me.

I sat up and toom a deep breath. The anxiety was taking over my ability to focus.

What if I was pregnant? What if the tests were positive? What if I lost that baby too?
The questions raced through my head, uncontrollably.
I shook my head as if I was trying to shake the thoughts out.
It didn't work.

"Babe, are you ok?" Eric asked me quietly.

"Not really. I'm scared."

"There's always the possibility that you could lose a baby, but the odds of the baby surviving and being born are much higher."

"I know, but I've already lost two, and I don't want to go through it again."

"I know, but if you do, I'll be here. I'll be here with you no matter what." He promised, hugging me from the side.

"Can you go look at the results?"

"If you want me to."

"I do. Please?"

"Sure. I'll be back in a moment." He told me as he stood up and went into the bathroom.

A minute later, he came back with them in his hand, and a huge smile on his face.

Eric sat down next to me and sat them in my hand.

I looked down and turned the tests over, looking at the results.

"Eric- it- it says I'm- I'm pregnant." I stuttered in shock. "I'm pregnant." I repeated, trying to let it soak in a little. Not working.

I'm pregnant, I thought repeatedly.

I can't believe I'm pregnant.