Ride (Reposted)

Present Day

Emily couldn't stop throwing up. Every time she'd make it a little further away from the toilet she would have to make her way back to it not long after.

She had major fear of missing out as the girls were on the hill and she was stuck inside.

Of the Fairmont, puking her brains out.

She had been feeling sick all weekend, plus a bad headache again and she was achy all over, especially her boobs.

Hearing the door shut to her suite she heard Stephanie come in, and making her way into the master bathroom.

"I got you some things from the drug store." Stephanie said soothingly, rubbing Emily's back.

"Pepto?" She croaked, sitting against the wall.

"Yes, and a few other things, here." Stephanie held up the bag for her.

Taking it Emily emptied the contents of it, "really, five pregnancy tests?"

"You are showing a lot of symptoms. I want you to take every single one of those immediately."

"Yes mom holy hell." Emily rolled her eyes, opening one up and reading the instructions.

"And Jamie is concerned. Ryan says he wants you to call him."

"You told Ryan? For fucks sake. You knew he would tell Jamie. Those two have such a bromance."

"They're both such bros of course they would. Now here's a plastic cup I want you to pee in and take these tests, now."

"Fuck yes. I'll take the piss tests." Emily rolled her eyes again.

Stephanie got up and left the bathroom, leaving Emily to do her own thing.

There was no way she was pregnant. Her and Jamie were being safe with the odd time of going sans condom.

But he usually always pulled out if that was the case.

Actually they hardly ever used condoms.

And he hardly ever pulled out.

Making the awkward notion to pee in the cup she did so and followed the instructions on each test.

Waiting 15 minutes she was dreading the result. Jamie was wanting a baby so bad but she wasn't ready.

***

"Jamie." A quiet voice said over the phone.

"Are you okay babe?" He asked Emily.

"I don't know how to say this. Stephanie made me take tests."

"Em what's up?" He was getting concerned.

"I was going to wait until I got home on Monday but I can't."

His heart dropped. Something happened in Whistler and he wasn't able to stop it.

"What happened baby?"

"Jamie, I'm pregnant. We're having a baby." She said quietly.

He felt a rush of different emotions. He was excited, happy, nervous. He couldn't wait to have Emily barefoot and pregnant in Dallas.

"That's amazing." He sighed.

"Jamie I'm not happy though."

That broke his heart.

"Your not going to?" He asked quietly.

She wanted to abort it.

"No. Can we discuss our options when I get home and see a doctor." He heard her sniff.

He sighed, "Babe. Everything's going to work out its the way it's supposed too."

"I love you Jamie."

"I love you too. I want you to take the meds that Steph brought you and get some sleep."

"I'm scared though babe. Don't say anything to anyone. I'm going to call the doctor once I'm off the phone with you."

"That's a good place to start. Hey I'd love to stay on the phone longer with you Love but I gotta get to the rink." He said sadly.

His hips were already bugging him and he didn't need to worry about Emily in Whistler on top of it.

"Get a goal for us. How are your hips?" She asked him.

"They're hurting a lot. A few shots will help. And I'll get two for each of you."

"I wish you would just decide to go get something else done about them." She sighed.

"Once the seasons done I'll get surgery. I promise. We have other things to worry about. Just a second babe." He set the phone down to put on his blazer.

"Your health and career is a high priority on my worry list."

"Honey, we'll talk about this when you get home. You need to relax."

"I'm going to try and go to my massage tomorrow."

"Did any of those tests tell you how far along you are?" He left the house, setting the alarm and walking to her Range Rover.

He liked it more then his Escalade. He would just never admit it.

"About four to five weeks. So just barely."

"So I somehow knocked you up around Christmas." He grinned to himself.

"Yeah I guess you did. I miss you."

"I miss you too. I can't wait to see you on Monday. We'll both have a day off together."

"I know I can't wait. To bad it'll probably be filled with lots of blood work and dealing with me being cranky from fasting." He could hear the smile in her voice. It made his smile even bigger.

"You'll get in early in the morning anyways, the faster we feed you the better."

"Hey, what's that saying?" She giggled.

"Nothing. Nothing at all. Stay on the phone with me while I drive to the rink?"

"Of course I will. Are you driving my Range Rover?"

"Maybe." He grinned.

"Why don't you sell the Escalade and just drive that or get your own?"

"Because I like driving yours and the Escalade is good for hauling stuff."

"That's why we have my truck."

"You always have your huntin stuff in there."

"It's called taking it out and putting it in the garage."

"And then you get pissed at me for putting it in a spot where you can't find it."

"No I don't."

"Babe."

"I love you Jamie." She giggled.

"Your lucky I still think that giggle is so damn adorable."

"I can't wait to touch your bum."

"Of all things honey."

"I'm gonna finger it."

"Emily." He cautioned. It was just him in the vehicle but he felt his face get warm.

"And lick your face." She laughed again.

"Babe please tell me it's just you in your room."

"Of course. But I'm telling the truth."

"Oh babe I know you are. I can't wait to see you on Monday."

"I know. I miss you so much. But you go home next weekend."

"Only for two nights. I'm not going to go to Vegas anymore."

"No go to Vegas don't worry about me."

"I actually wanna spend some time with you before I go on my week long road trip out east."

"Well that's certainly nice of you."

He felt his heart drop as he turned the last turn before the rink.

"Hey honey, I'm gonna loose you in a few minutes, I'm about to go underground."

"Okay. I'm gonna call the doctor shortly. I love you, I'll be watching for 14."

"You better or else I'm gonna spank that ass. I love you too."

"Talk to you later honey." She laughed.

"Bye babe."

He heard the call drop as he placed his phone in the centre console. Pumping his arm in celebration he grinned to himself pulling into the arena.

***

"Well that went from bawling to laughing in five minutes." Stephanie laughed as Emily sat down beside her.

"Jamie always knows how to cheer me up." Emily grinned.

"Is he excited?"

"That's an understatement. I'm gonna fly back tomorrow night after dinner. I have a doctors appointment first thing Monday morning."

"That's understandable. I guess no more glasses of wine for you." Stephanie reached over to rub her stomach.

Emily rolled her eyes. "Fucking Jamie and his super sperm and constantly being horny."

"You or him?"

"Both of us."

"Well I would be too if I had a fi-boyfriend like him too. That man is so hot, and your a babe who has tits and an ass and legs for days, I'd be your lesbifriend all day every day."

"He's definitely grown into who and what he is today. He was so shy when I first started dating him. And like no confidence in himself at all."

"I don't believe that for a second. He takes such good care of himself."

"Umm you remember the long hair don't care phase when we first started dating right?"

"And I clearly remember you being heartbroken when he cut it off into that mullet-mohawk hybrid last summer."

"When it was product free or in a man bun I liked it. He's such a bro I don't know what to do with him sometimes."

***

Walking to where he thought he had parked his Escalade he saw Emily's pink and black Chevy truck parked in its place.

What was she doing back so early? He thought she was coming back to Dallas after he got back from Chicago.

Hearing the roar of the engine as she turned it on he climbed into the passenger side. Her olive skin had a greenish tinge to it.

Pulling her into his arms over the centre console he kissed her.

"I missed you." She said quietly.

He kissed her forehead. "I missed you too. How are you feeling?"

"Like a bag of shit." Emily groaned, climbing back into the drivers seat.

"It'll be over soon enough." He laughed.

"Second trimester doesn't start until 13 weeks babe. Long ways to go."

"Think we'll find out how far along you really are tomorrow?" Jamie asked excitedly, he couldn't contain himself.

"Oh probably."

"And see the baby?"

"It's honestly the size of a peanut."

"Doesn't matter. And then we can go to the baby store."

"I'm glad someone's excited. Let's wait until the 10 week mark to buy stuff." He finally saw her crack a grin.

"Can we just go look?"

"Jamie Randolph." She said sternly.

"What?"

"There's more then one baby store." She laughed.

"Can we go?!"

"After your skate. And as long as you wear those dress pants and that dress shirt so everyone knows my boyfriends going to be a DILF."

He knew exactly what pants and shirt she was referring too.

"A DILF?" He reached over and laced his fingers through her dark hair.

"Like a MILF, but a DILF."

"A DILF eh?"

"Yes."

"So what are you sayin?"

"I'm too nauseous for sex."

"Your such a tease!" He groaned.

"I know." She laughed, reaching over and rubbing his leg.

***

Getting comfortable on the bed she hesitated putting her feet in the stirrups, Jamie was already unsure of what to expect.

He stood beside her as her gynaecologist came in. Jamie had never met her before so he wasn't sure where to sit or stand. She squeezed his arm as he rested his hand on her shoulder.

"Well, we put a rush on your blood work and urine samples. It's safe to say you definitely are pregnant." Dr. Myenburg announced, sitting on her chair and looking at the chart, "and you must be the boyfriend, Jamie. You've met Daya our ultrasound tech before, Emily."

"He's more excited about it then I am." Emily laughed as he reached across to shake her hand.

"Has your morning sickness been as bad as what it was when you called me the other night?" Dr. Myenburg asked over her glasses.

"No, today was the first day I didn't throw up." Emily grinned, "probably cause I haven't eaten yet."

"Then he has so much more to look forward too." She said sarcastically, "feet in the stirrups, you know what to do."

Emily looked up sheepishly at Jamie as she slid her feed into said stirrups and Dr. Myenburg and Daya got the transvaginal probe ready to insert.

"Umm, why aren't you doing the stomach? Where's that going?" Jamie asked, after two hours of being quiet.

"So he does speak. In her vagina. There's a better chance of seeing the baby through this then the stomach right now." Dr. Myenburg said flatly.

Emily looked up at Jamie as he blushed, she squeezed his hand reassuringly as she braced herself for the probe. He squeezed her shoulder back as he kept his eyes on the dark screen.

"He's just shy. And nervous." Emily noted.

"Well he's going to be a first time father. They're all nervous the first time." Daya smiled.

"See honey, it's not just me." Jamie grinned.

"No but it's cute." Emily sighed.

Jamie rolled his eyes as they fell into a comfortable silence, watching the screen.

***

"So there's an actual baby in there." Jamie grinned sitting on the bed with Emily's head on his lap.

"I guess so." She sighed as he rubbed her belly.

"And a late August or September baby."

"Ugh I'm gonna be pregnant during the summer! Very pregnant." Emily whined, rolling onto her side to face the TV.

He brushed the hair out of her face as she lightly grasped at the fabric on his sweat pants. Studying her features like he always did he found himself wondering what the baby would look like.

Would it have her full lips, green eyes and olive skin? His small jaw line and brown eyes?

"Oh my god!" Emily exclaimed sitting up, making him jump.

"What?" He furrowed his brow, watching her walk to the big mirror opposite their bed.

"My ass." She turned around to look at the said subject in the mirror.

He leaned back against the headboard. "It's a nice ass. What about it?"

"It's going to get massive." She frowned.

"Seriously honey. You have lots of time to make sure it stays tight."

"It's not tight to begin with."

"Emily."

"Jamie." She giggled, "it's going to go from Khloe Kardashian to Kim Kardashian in a span of five months. My ass is going to be bigger then Sid's. And my tits are going to go from melons to 10 pound watermelons."

With a heavy sigh he got up off the bed, walked over to Emily and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"And I will love you regardless. Big old ghetto booty or not. And you know I'm a boob man." He told her, moving his hands from her shoulders to cheeks to kiss her.

"Big old ghetto booty?!"

Bailey let out a bark when she spoke due to her voice being so high.

"Babe, only the dog can hear you when your voice is that high. And that's not what I meant."

"What did you mean?" She frowned.

And this is what they talk about with the hormonal swings starting.

"That I think Scandal is on."

"Don't change the subject. There isn't a new episode on till the 29th."

"I'm just saying I'll love you regardless. Your having my baby. Our baby."

"As long as you promise to rub my feet."

"Well of course."

"Right now?" She grinned.

"Really?"

"Yeah." She stuck her foot out, in which he happily obliged.

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