“Excuse me for just a moment,” Krystal quickly placed the napkin she'd had resting on her lap, on the table next to her plate and quickly made her way to the bathroom, just making it in time to throw up in the toilet. She'd been nauseated all morning, but she still didn't want to disappoint anyone and forced herself to join Justin and his family for dinner. She leaned over the toilet, throwing up a few more times until she'd emptied all the contents in her stomach. Justin made his way into the bathroom after a moment and shut the door behind him, kneeling down beside her as she hovered over the toilet.
“Are you okay, Baby?” He asked, holding her hair back as she dry-heaved.
She nodded after a moment, moving and leaning back against the counter, reaching up to flush the toilet, “I'm just really nauseated today for some reason.”
He placed the back of his hand across her forehead, feeling for a fever, “You don't feel like you have a fever. Do you think it's just the flu?”
“I don't know,” She didn't move as she spoke, afraid that if she did, she'd vomit again, “I'm only nauseous. I don't have aches or chills or anything.”
His mind raced for a moment before he finally frowned, “When was the last time you had your period?”
“I don't know,” It was her turn to frown as she thought back to the last time she'd had her period, “It's been awhile, I guess, but we've been so busy that I just didn't think about it. It's been over a month though.”
“Do you think you might be pregnant?” He asked quietly.
“It's a possibility, I guess,” She shrugged, “We haven't been careful.”
“I don't think anywhere's open where we can get a test right now,” He was anxious and wanting a firm answer to the question that was now looming in their minds, “We could go to the Emergency Room though. That way they can give you something for the nausea.”
“No,” She shook her head, standing up, “I'm fine right now. We can wait. I'm not gonna ruin Thanksgiving dinner with your family.” She bent over the sink and stuck her mouth under the faucet, swishing the water around in her mouth before spitting it back into the sink.
“Are you sure?” He asked with a sigh.
“Positive,” She nodded, turning to face him, “I'm feeling better right now. Besides, we're heading home in the morning anyway. If it continues, we can get a test when we get back home.”
“Okay,” He nodded his agreement, not fully convinced, but wanting to respect her wishes. They made their way out of the bathroom and back to the dinner table.
“Are you feeling alright, Dear?” Kathy, Justin's grandmother, asked as a knowing smile lay across her lips.
“I'm fine, Thank you,” Krystal offered her a warm smile and conversation picked up around them as they finished their meal. Once they were finished eating, Justin, his father, his grandfather and the kids made their way into the living room to watch the game as Krystal offered to help Kathy clean up and do the dishes.
“So, how far along are you?” Kathy wondered quietly as they washed and dried the pots and pants.
“What?” Krystal gave her a confused look, “I-I don't think I'm pregnant.”
“Oh, sweetheart,” Kathy shook her head with a smile, “I'm a Grandma, I know these things. You're definitely pregnant. I suspected it since I met you this morning, then when you excused yourself during dinner, it was confirmed.”
“How do you know though?” Krystal wondered quietly, after a moment.
“It's an energy a woman gets about her,” Kathy spoke, “I'm sorry for letting the cat out of the bag. I truly thought you knew.”
“I haven't taken a test or anything yet,” Krystal shrugged, still not completely believing it.
“Well, I can see the hesitation on your face, but just know that I appreciate you and Justin making me a great grandma. You be sure to let me know if you need anything,” Kathy finished the last dish and patted Krystal on the back before making her way out of the kitchen. Krystal leaned her elbows on the counter, lowering her head and rubbing her temples as she took a few deep breaths.
“You okay, Princess?” Justin made his way into the kitchen and to her side, rubbing her back comfortingly.
“Yeah,” She stood upright and nodded her head, “Your Grandmother thinks I'm pregnant.”
“What?” Justin gave her a confused look.
“She said she's a Grandma and just knows these things,” Krystal shrugged, “I told her that I didn't think I was and she said 'You definitely are'. If I'm pregnant, your Grandma is really creepy.”
He let out a small laugh, “Dad said the Walgreen's down the street is opening back up at 3:00pm,” He looked at his watch, “It's after 3 now. Do you want me to run get a test?”
“Will you get a couple?” She asked with a sigh, “I wanna be absolutely sure, one way or the other.”
“Of course, Baby,” he leaned forward, placing a kiss on her lips before grabbing his jacket off the rack by the backdoor and pulling out his keys. He headed out of the house and jumped into the rental car, heading to the Drug Store.
“Where'd Justin go?” Jaxon made his way into the kitchen and frowned when he didn't see his brother.
“He just ran to the store to get something, Bud. Is there something I can help you with?” Krystal spoke warmly to the little boy.
“No,” He shrugged, “I just wanted him to play a video game with me.”
“Well,” She licked her lips, “He'll be back in a little bit and I'm sure he'll be happy to play with you.”
Krystal and Justin sat nervously in the bathroom off of Justin's childhood bedroom, Krystal biting her lip as they waited. Justin's grandparents had gone home awhile earlier and they'd decided to wait until late that night to take the test. He watched his phone nervously, waiting for the short 2 minutes to pass to determine whether or not Krystal was pregnant.
“What if I'm pregnant?” She asked.
A slow smile made it's way across his face as he looked up at her, “Then we'll celebrate,” He looked back down at the phone, “It's time.”
“Here,” She handed him the stick, “I can't look.”
With a deep breath, he looked down at the stick in his hand, noting the plus sign in the small window, “You're pregnant.” Neither spoke for a short moment as they processed the information, both of their minds racing as panic nearly set in. Justin was the first to stand, pulling her into a hug, “We're pregnant. We're gonna have a baby, Baby.”
“I-I don't think we're ready for this,” She let him hug her as she felt her throat starting to get tight from the panic attack that was coming, “We're supposed to be married first. We can't have a baby. You just finished the mission. This isn't how this is supposed to go.”
He pulled away, slightly, to look into her eyes, “Calm down, Princess,” He reached up and brushed the hair out of her face, “We ARE ready for this. We can still get married before the baby's born and we're safe now. Everything is gonna be okay. I promise. We're in this together and there isn't anything we can't handle as long as we're together.”
“How can you be so calm about this? Why aren't you freaking out?” She studied his eyes and his expression.
He shrugged, “Because, Baby Girl, we made a baby out of our love for each other and it would've happened eventually anyway. God never gives you more than you can handle and he obviously meant for things to happen this way, right now.”
“You're not gonna leave me, right?”
“Baby, No,” He frowned, “Absolutely not. I'm never going anywhere, no matter what. I swear to you on everything. Not only are you everything to me, you've now got a baby growing inside of you that we made and we're gonna have something to show the world how much we love each other. Don't ever think I'm gonna leave you because there's nothing in this world that would ever make me walk away from you. I'm not even sure I'd survive without you,” She nodded, pulling him to her tightly, “Can you even imagine how beautiful this baby is gonna be?”
She let out a small laugh, “As long as it looks like you and it's healthy, I'll be happy.”
“Me too, My love,” He let out a content sigh as he stood their holding her for several minutes, “We'll need to get you into the doctor as soon as we get home tomorrow to see how far along you are.”
“Yeah,” She agreed, “I wonder how Aaron's gonna react.”
“I'm sure he'll be thrilled,” He smiled into her hair, “Do you still wanna get married in January? Even though you'll be showing by then?”
“I can't even think about that right now,” She sighed, “We'll decide that after we figure out how far along I am.”