JACK AND ROSE: PRESENT TIME
Chapter Fifty-Three

Rose sat, waiting patiently in the doctor’s office. She prayed that she wasn't pregnant. That would ruin everything! She would have to quit school and get a job. She wasn't ready for this.

The doctor coming in interrupted her thoughts. "Rose?"

Rose's head shot up. "Yes?"

"You're not pregnant," he said with a smile.

Rose took a sigh of relief and smiled to herself. "Thank goodness."

"Would you like me to go tell your boyfriend to come in?" He asked nicely.

"Yes, please."

Soon after, Jack raced into the room and just searched Rose's eyes for an answer. He knew it when he saw her smile. "I'm not..." she muttered.

Jack just hugged Rose. He was relieved. He didn't have to worry about being a father this soon after all. "Thank God."

"I'm just so glad that we didn't tell anyone," Rose said. Jack nodded in agreement and just held Rose in his arms.

The ride home was a happy one. They talked about all of the things that they could continue to do. But, someone had to bring it up...

"What would you have named it?" Jack asked.

"Adam for a boy, Tonya for a girl," she replied with a smile.

Jack returned the smile. Rose paused, and then asked, "Jack..later in life do you wanna have kids?"

Jack looked at her. "Of course I do. Rose, you might not believe me, but I think about it all the time. Like, where we're gonna live, how many kids we'll have, stuff like that."

"I do too, Jack. It makes me so happy to hear it from you, though," she replied.

Rose opened up her compact and just starred at herself in the mirror. She could have actually been a mother. A mother. She sighed and put it back in her purse.

Suddenly, Rose's cell phone rang. Rose reached into her purse and picked it up.

It was Dominique. "Oh Dom, thank God," Rose said. "I'm not pregnant."

"You told her about it!?"Jack asked in surprise.

"Uh, I gotta go, Dominique. I'll call you." Rose hung up and placed the phone back in her purse.

"Rose," Jack said. "I thought that we promised not to tell anyone."

"Dominique is my best friend..."

"Why did you have to tell her?"

"What's the big deal, Jack?"

Jack took a breath. "Look, I'm sorry. I just didn't want anyone to know, that's all."

Rose nodded. "I'm sorry for telling it to her."

The rest of the car ride home was very quite. Once they reached their house, they felt better. They were both full of relief.

Once they got home they almost went immediantly to bed, this time not with each other. When Rose got to bed she just thought. Thought about all of the events that had happened in the past few months.

Jack's mind drifted off, too. He thought about tons of stuff. But, one thing just stayed in his mind. Should he tell her? Should he tell Rose about his son...

Chapter Fifty-Four
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