Proving Her Worth

~*~*~*~ Mallory’s POV ~*~*~*~

When I got home from work the day after my second date with Jon, I settled in front of my computer deciding that it was time to upload photos from my phone onto facebook since it had been a few months since I’d taken the time to do it. Of course, I wasn’t going to post anything with the baby or with Jonathan, it was too soon to have people aware of either. Still, as I let the files connect to the hard drive of my computer, I smiled thinking over the previous night.

With everything finally onto my computer I pulled up facebook and sorted through what I actually wanted to share as opposed to keeping to myself. Before falling asleep last night I’d set the home screen of my phone to rotate between the photo of Jon and me on the edge of the stage and the ultrasound picture. Even if I wasn’t ready for anyone else to know about either, it was nice to be able to see both on a regular basis myself.

Facebook quickly got pictures that I’d taken around the city, photos from the Hawks games I’d attended so far this season, and on a whim I’d decided to upload the picture of myself standing on the Hamilton stage, taking one step further and making it my profile picture. It was a nice picture of me as well as a reminder that didn’t give too much information away.

With my facebook updated for family and friends, I made a couple of Instagram posts as well, adding a few of the guys from the team that were on social media. As soon as I added Patrick Kane I found myself being tagged in a photo from the night at the bar that I hadn’t even realized had been taken. I was surrounded by 4 of the Blackhawks, Kane included and a brilliant smile lit up my face as I was clearly laughing at another one of their crazy stories. PMing Patrick, I asked him to send the original to me because though I didn’t plan on sharing it myself it was another nice memory of the fact that because of these guys I was breaking out of my shell a little.

As I was making dinner, Jon called me from the hotel room in Minnesota and we talked on speaker until my food was ready and I yelled at him to go get something to eat himself. It amazed me how easy it was to talk to him now and though I was trying to tell myself to not fall too fast, it wasn’t really working.

Food in my stomach, I headed to take a bath, wanting to spend the rest of my Friday night just relaxing and watching a movie or something before crawling into bed. Tomorrow I needed to do laundry and get some groceries before settling into my couch to watch the game.

I only got out of the tub when the water started to cool and as I reached for my pajamas, I caught sight of my stomach in the mirror. At officially 8 weeks pregnant, there still wasn’t much there but knowing that soon I would be all stomach made me grin. I knew Jonathan and I really needed to sit down and talk about the whole me having a baby thing before things got too serious but it was a conversation that needed to happen in person and so I wasn’t going to let it ruin my weekend while he was away.

Settling into my bed, I checked my phone for the first time since I’d hung up with Jon and was surprised by the number of text messages and alerts that I had. The first text was from Patrick with the picture I’d asked for as well as one he hadn’t posted that was of me and Jon dancing. The latter picture had a question attached.

From PK: So what’s going on with you and Captain Serious? He’s been particularly peppy lately…

Knowing that it wasn’t my place to divulge anything I simply responded.

To PK: Thanks for the photos. You’ll have to ask him if you want to know.

Backing out of that conversation I saw that both my sisters had messaged me in a group chat and immediately I started laughing.

Amanda: You got to see Hamilton, what the hell sis?!?!
Hannah: So jealous!

Before I responded to them I couldn’t help but text Jon about how my sisters were so jealous they didn’t have a hot guy taking them to see musicals. Knowing he was probably with the guys I switched back to the group chat with my sisters.

To A & H: It was amazing! I’d go another dozen times if I could. Definitely lucky to get tickets.

I was sure they’d probably have a million more questions but I wasn’t ready to tell anyone that I was seeing someone, not until there was some definition of the relationship.

After reading all of the comments on the photos I’d posted on both facebook and Instagram, I tossed my phone aside and flipped my tv on, just wanting to relax with Netflix for a bit. Mid-show I’d started to doze off when my phone buzzed again and when my brain processed Jon’s name I quickly reached for the phone smiling as I saw he had simply texted to tell me goodnight. He really was something else.

Notes

This is a total filler chapter, trying to figure out just how to get where I want to go with the next few moments. I'd really love some comments to see what you all think as well.