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ElviraTepes

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I laid in my hospital bed panting as my baby slowly made it's way out of my body. Nine months ago I never thought I would make it this far. I had no idea if I would even make it to the birth of my child. I smiled at the man who stood by my side. He smiled back at me and squeezed my hand gently. "Just a little longer Willow, then we get a beautiful baby." Go ahead and laugh, my name is Willow Shonski. When my mother was pregnant with me she was so sure she was having a girl that the name stuck. When I was born she was so disappointed that she named me Willow to punish me for being a boy.

For years I was picked on for my name, but one day I punched a guy for saying I was a faggot. No one ever messed with me again. I'm 18 years old and by this time tomorrow I will be a father. A contraction came and I tried to breathe through it. I screamed from the pain and the man next to me held me close. "Breathe Willow; the baby needs you to breathe." I nodded and took deep breaths.

~9 months Earlier~

Everyday I sit in the park watching parents playing with their children. I put a hand over my stomach wishing I had a child of my own. I sighed as I watched a kid run to it's father as it laughed. I felt a tug at my heart and wished I was the child's father. I wanted a kid so bad but I had no one I wanted to have a baby with. So since I have no one that makes me happy enough to have a baby with them I just sit in the park all day and sulk as I watch other parents with their kids.

I stood and headed home. I picked the paper from that morning up off the stoop and unlocked the door. I went in and sat on the couch. I opened the paper and an article caught my attention. It said they were starting a facility that could get anyone pregnant with a baby. My heart leapt into my throat. This was my chance; I could have my own baby. I wouldn't have to watch other parents with their children anymore; I would have my own baby to love. I read more of the article and saw they wanted people to call and make an appointment. I immediately ran to the phone and dialed the number. After giving my information they set up an appointment for 3 days from now.

I parked my ford mustang in the parking lot of the facility. My palms were so sweaty I had to keep rubbing them on my pants. I even had a hard time keeping them on the steering wheel on the drive over. I still couldn't believe that after today I may be one step closer to having my own baby. I put the keys in my pocket and got out of the car. I walked to the facility building, took a deep breath, and walked in. I walked up to the help desk. "My name is Willow Shonski, I have an appointment." The man nodded and went back to a room. I sat in the waiting area for my name to be called.

Once my name was called I walked back to an exam room. As instructed I put on the paper dress with a slip on the back and sat on the exam table. I started to fidget as I awaited the doctor. The doctor walked in. "Well Mr. Shonski, I hear you want to be a-"

"Willow." The doctor looked confused. "Call me Willow."

The doctor nodded. "Well Willow, I am guessing you want a baby?" I nodded excitedly. "Well I am gonna run some tests on you first before I promise anything. First I will need to see if your body can carry a child and then if everything is good I need to know where the donor sperm is coming from." I nodded. "I'm gonna go get a machine, I'll be right back." I nodded and watched him leave. I laid back with a hand over my stomach at the idea of a baby growing in me. I sat up when the doctor walked in pushing a machine ahead of him.

I wondered what the machine he had was for. I sat up and looked at him skeptically. "You're wondering what this is right?" I nodded. "This is a sonogram machine. It's used primarily to check on babies while in their mothers, but it can be used to look in a person's abdomen. That is what I am gonna do. I am gonna use this to see if there is a uterus in your body for the baby to live in til it's born. So lay back and we'll get started." I nodded and laid back. I lifted the backless dress and relaxed. I jumped when a cold gel touched my stomach. "Sorry."

I nodded and let him continue. I watched the screen as he mumbled. "So can I have a baby?" He said nothing and I looked at the screen wondering if what he was looking for would jump out at me. He shook his head and looked at me. "Is something wrong? I can't have a baby can I?"

"No it's not that. You can have a baby, but your hips are very small from what I can see. If you have this baby you'll need a c-section so that no injury happens to you." I nodded and felt my whole body tingling inside. "So I can start your treatments soon, but first we need to get a donor."

I paled. "Do I need one? I don't trust anyone to be my child's other chromosomes. That is why I came here; I want this baby so much." I thought it over. "What if I'm my own donor? Can I do that?"

The doctor put the equipment away as he thought it over. "I suppose, it won't hurt to try." My heart did somersaults. "To do that I will need a sample of your sperm and I'll need to force your body to produce a few eggs." I nodded as I listened to him. "So for the next for days I want you to take hormone pills. In about a week come back and we'll harvest the eggs. After that I just get a sample of your sperm, join it with your eggs in a petri dish, and hope they fertilize. After that you come back and the eggs will be put into your uterus. We'll put in multiple eggs so there will be a better chance of at least one taking."

I nodded. A few minutes later I put my clothes back on and went to the reception desk to make an appointment. The man I talked to earlier gave me a bottle of hormone pills and sent me on my way.

Over the next few weeks my sperm and my eggs were harvested. Now the day arrived to implant eggs in me and hope they take. I laid in a surgical room with my feet in stirrups. I tried to stay still as the doctor prepared to implant my possible children in me. They told me they were implanting 4 eggs. I took a deep breath when instructed. I felt a tube like thing pushed into my anus. I tensed my feet at the sensation. The doctor stopped and looked at me. I nodded and he continued.

I felt the tube thing go into what I guessed was my uterus. I felt a ton of liquid go into me and felt total elation. The doctor slowly pulled the tube out. He set it aside. "Now Willow, for the next few days nothing strenuous that could prevent any of the eggs from taking." He helped me put my feet down. "You're gonna come back in a week to see if anything happens ok?" I nodded and was wheeled back to a room.

One week passed and I had no symptoms of a baby. My heart sank thinking that nothing happened. I got into my mustang to go to the appointment anyway. Once there I sat in the waiting room waiting for my name to be called. I was surprised when my name was called by the doctor and not a nurse. I stood and followed him to an exam room. He instructed me to lay on the table and lift my shirt. He put the gel on my stomach and ran the wand over it searching for any baby.

I looked away knowing he wouldn't find anything. I didn't even realize he was calling my name. "Willow!" I looked at him. "Look at the screen." He pointed to a tiny white dot. "That is your baby." I gasped and my eyes became glued to the screen. "Congratulations." He printed the picture and gave it to me. "From now on you need to take vitamins. You can exercise but not too much. The nurse at the desk will give you a list of do's and don'ts ok?" I nodded. "Do you have any questions?" I shook my head. "Ok. Here is the vitamins. Take one before each major meal." I took the bottle, nodded, and he left. I sat on the exam bed still shocked that I was pregnant.

~Month 1~

After taking my vitamins for the morning I made breakfast. I ate bacon, eggs, and pancakes. Ever since I learned ii was pregnant I had a huge smile on my face when I woke each morning. I've been doing everything possible to make sure my baby was healthy. I didn't want anything to happen to it. After breakfast I went to the gym to work out a little. I didn't want to look like a hippo as I got farther in my pregnancy.

The doctor is surprised that I don't have any morning sickness at all. I don't even feel nauseous. On my way to the gym I passed and old friend and we talked for a few minutes. I told him about my baby and he nearly died. He was so happy for me; he told me that once my pregnancy got farther he was throwing me a shower. I just nodded and we went our separate directions. Once at the gym I passed over the weights and went straight to the machines that would enhance the muscles in my legs and butt.

After 2 hours at the gym I went back to the locker room to shower and change before heading home. In the showers I was surprised to see a man in the same condition as me. The only difference is he looked like he was farther in his pregnancy. After toweling off and wrapping the towel around my waist I got the courage to talk to him. "Excuse me?" the man looked at me with a hand over his stomach. "My name is Willow. I wondered if I could ask advice about pregnancy. You see I'm a month pregnant and kinda nervous."

"Well hello Willow, I'm Jonas Sanders. And I would love to help you out." He sat down and indicated me to sit by him. "Well what do you want to know exactly?" I shrugged. "Ok general things then. I'd start with make sure you don't over exert yourself during your pregnancy. You need to remember that your body is already working hard to support the baby and you. And if you have the feeling not to do something, then don't do it. Our body is just trying to warn you. I also advise you to start putting the nursery together now if you're gonna keep the baby. I started mine last week and I only have 2 months left before these three are born."

I gasped and covered my mouth. "Three? How can you stand it? I mean not trying to be rude, but it sounds like torture." I was surprised when Jonas laughed.

"Willow it's not torture, alright it kinda is when they kick all at once, but it happens slowly over time so my body had time to adjust. Understand?" I nodded. "Well I have to go, my wife is gonna start to worry if I'm not home soon. I hope to see you next time I'm here." I nodded and watched him leave. I dressed then went home myself.

~Month 2~

I kept meeting Jonas at the gym at least once a week. I woke up one morning to find my hand on my stomach. I smiled and gently rubbed where my baby called home. I took Jonas's advice and started to do some searching for things I wanted for my kid's room. I patiently await the day I would feel my child kicking me.

The next day the items I bought at the baby store were delivered. All I had to do now was get paint for the walls, a changing table, a ton of diapers, and baby wipes. I smiled as I unpacked the clothes I bought. I know it's cliché but I picked up a white outfit and laid it over my flat belly imagining my baby wearing it. I smiled as I imagined my baby sleeping in the mahogany crib that I had to assemble. That was gonna be hell when I did that.

I looked at my watch when it beeped. "Crap!" I stood and ran to the door. I got into my car and headed to the clinic. I was late for my appointment; I can't believe I got so lost in time. As I pulled into the parking lot for the clinic my mind yelled at me for being late. I parked and ran into the building. The attendant saw me and nodded. I sat in a chair and waited for my name to be called.

Once I was called back I laid on the exam table in my pants and shirt. When the doctor came in he nodded. "Hey Willow, you're late today, did anything happen?"

"No, I got baby things delivered to the house and lost track of time. I'm sorry, it won't happen again." The Doctor nodded and turned on the sonogram machine. I laid back and lifted my shirt before he said anything. "So doc, is it safe to paint the nursery while I'm pregnant?"

"Well as long as you have a ton of windows open it shouldn't harm the baby. Why? Are you painting the nursery already? Willow I don't want to upset you but I wouldn't do anything sure yet. You're not positive you will carry this baby to term. Even worse you're not sure it will survive." I felt tears come to my eyes. "Willow I don't mean it that way, I just see a lot of parents go through all this and end up losing the baby. The constant reminder from the nursery makes them so depressed. I don't want that to happen to you." I just said nothing. "I'm sorry Willow."

After the appointment was over I took the picture of my baby and left. I kept my hand over my stomach on my way to my car. Once in the car I sat there and cried. I rest my head and hands on the steering wheel. After a few minutes my hands went to my stomach and I cried harder.

~Month 3~

After the talk with my doctor last month I've been taking even better care of my body. When at the gym I would work out with Jonas who is now 9 months and looks like he's gonna pop. Actually one day we were talking in the locker room and he bent over in pain. "Jonas what's going on?" he pointed to his cell and I handed it to him. He called his doctor and said he was having contractions. That was when I got it, he was gonna have his babies. I led Jonas to my car and helped him sit in the seat. Once I was sure he was as comfortable as possible I drove him to the hospital.

20 minutes after I got Jonas to the hospital his wife appeared. I was about to leave when they both asked me to stay. Jonas's wife Emma told me that Jonas always talks about me and how he tells her that I am always helping him out. I'm surprised that he actually wants me to stay. But since we became great friends I agreed.

I sat by his bedside as Emma stood by him. We both took turns trying to keep him calm and comfortable. When Emma left for a few minutes to call her family Jonas called me over. "Hey man, how you holding up?"

"As well as can be expected, I feel like I'm being ripped in half Will." Jonas noticed Willow looked upset. "What's wrong dude? You've been acting weird since last month." I shook my head. "Talk to me Will, talk or I'll make you regret it."

I sighed and nodded. "Last month at my prenatal appointment the doctor shot me down. I asked him if painting the nursery was safe in my condition and he told me not to jump ahead of things cause I wasn't sure if my baby would make it." Jonas gasped and looked concerned. "Relax Jonas, I'm ok. It just shook me a little." I grabbed Jonas' hand when he cringed. I looked at the machine that was tracking his contractions. "Breathe man, you're ok. Deep breaths, that's it, almost over." I looked away once I saw the machine signal his contraction end.

"Will, you shouldn't listen to that stupid doctor. He should be making you feel better not make you feel worse." Jonas repositioned his body on the bed trying to get comfortable. "If you want I can talk to my doctor and see if he can take over you stuff. He's a great guy."

I nodded. "Sure Jonas, if you want to go for it. Now how about relaxing before you piss off those babies? If you piss them off they will probably kick hard after each contraction to get back at you." I smiled when Jonas laughed and rubbed his belly. "What's it like?" Jonas looked confused. "Birth, what's it like?"

Jonas sighed. "Well I don't want to scare you, but it hurts. It feels like I'm being ripped apart from the inside out." Willow cringed and covered his stomach with his hands. "Will relax, if I can survive pushing three people from my body you can survive with one. Just promise to call me when you go into labor." I nodded. "Now come here dude and let me give you a hug." I walked over and hugged him.

7 hours later it was time for him to push. Emma stood on his left and me on his right. We each held his hand and encouraged him. I almost fainted when I saw a little head coming out of his body. I just held his hand and tried to ignore what looked like a bloody bubble. I smiled at him when he started to pant. "You're doing great Jonas, just keep it up. Soon you get to meet the first baby." Emma smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "I love you Jonas."

I got teary eyed at the site of my friend and his wife. I would never have that when I was delivering. I wouldn't have someone at my side to kiss me and blot my brow as I forced a little person out of my body. I pushed my emotions aside when a little scream pierced the air. I looked to the doctor who was holding Jonas's baby. "It's a girl Jonas." Jonas smiled at his daughter. The doctor handed the baby to the nurse and promised Jonas he would see all his children together after the birth. Jonas nodded and prepared to push again.

Many hours later I sat in the chair by Jonas's bed as he held his baby. He was shocked to learn he had 3 beautiful girls. He named them Jenny, Ember, and surprisingly Willow. He and Emma said that since I was such a good friend and a great help they would name Willow after me. I was so shocked that I just started t cry. I smiled at baby Willow when she was laid in my arms. That night I went home with the idea f my friend being happy in my mind.

~Month 4~

My baby belly has started to show. I know have a small little bump where my baby resided. I rub it often and feel a strong connection to my baby. After Jonas had his babies I was transferred over to his doctor. Now I feel happier than I did with my doctor. This morning I woke to the most amazing thing. I woke to little jabs to my insides. I sat up and leaned against the headboard as I touched where my baby was kicking. I stood and went to the nursery which a few days ago I had painted a dark purple.

I smiled as my baby moved again. "Hey little one, I can feel you in there. Are you trying to say something to me?" The baby kicked again and I laughed. A little while later I went down to make breakfast. After a breakfast of sausage, egg, and cheese omelet I went to the gym. It was weird being there without Jonas. We always worked out together but now I was alone. I'm supposed to see Jonas later today around noon but it's not the same.

After being at the gym til 11:30 I left to go to visit Jonas. On my way to his house I kept rubbing my belly. I slammed on my brakes when the person in front of me stopped to avoid an animal in the rode. The greatest fear of my life happened when I didn't stop in time and rammed into his car. The car behind me rammed into me and everything went black.

When I woke I was sitting in my car leaning against the steering wheel. I put my hand over my small stomach hoping my baby wasn't hurt. I then noticed someone was talking to me. "Sir, are you ok? My name is Evan Bower. Try not to move, you may have back injuries. And ambulance is on the way."

I tried to talk and the only word to leave my mouth was "The baby." The man looked at my hand caressing my belly.

"Crap! Listen to me ok? I need you to tell me what pain you feel if any. Can you do that?" I tried but nothing came out. "Alright, what is your name?"

"Will-Willow Shonski." The man called Evan nodded at me. "Is my baby ok?" I tried to get out of my car.

"Don't move Willow. Wait for the ambulance before you try anything. Think about this man, if you move there is a chance you can hurt your baby. Is there anyone I can call for you?" I shook my head. "What about the baby's father? He will worry about you."

"No he won't." Evan looked confused. "I'm the father. So trust me he already knows about the accident." Evan turned away as we heard the siren getting closer. "Soon honey, soon we'll be ok." I rubbed my stomach gently afraid I might actually hurt m baby, but I had to do it to keep myself calm. I blacked out again.

I woke again in the hospital. I heard two hearts beeping. I was guessing by the difference in speed one heart was mine and the other was my child's. I let out a sigh of relief and touched my belly. I thanked god my baby is ok. "Hey you're awake. Willow do you remember me?"

I looked at the owner of the voice. It was Evan. "Evan." He nodded. "How did I get here?"

"The ambulance, they had to cut you from your car. From what the doctors say your kid is fine and you got a few stitches in your head. Other than that everything is fine, but you may be sore for a few days." I nodded and tried to sit up. "Let me help." Evan helped me and I leaned into the mountain of pillows. "How are you feeling?"

"Like it's all a dream. I feel like if I pinch myself I will wake up in my bed. And why are you here? You don't need to be." Evan looked offended. "I'm sorry, that came out wrong."

"Well I wanted to make sure you and your kid are ok. Seeing as I was the guy who rammed into the back of your car I had to make sure you were ok." I nodded and he smiled. "I am really sorry I hit you. If anything had happened to you I would've gone insane. I'm also glad your baby is ok. Well I'm gonna leave you to rest."

When Evan stood I grabbed his wrist. "Don't go." He looked at me with surprise. "Please stay." He nodded and just sat there with me.

A few days later Evan came to visit again. He walked to his regular seat and grabbed my hand. "Hey Willow, how you feeling?"

"Better, I'm getting discharged in a few hours." I changed how I was sitting. I put a hand to my stomach when my baby kicked my organs. "Take it easy kid, you're supposed to be on bed rest like me." I looked at Evan when he laughed. "What?"

"It's nothing man. So can I ask you a question?" I nodded. "When I talked to you before the ambulance arrived you said you were the kid's father. How can you be the father and mother?"

"The clinic in town. I wanted a baby and got artificial insemination. And since I don't usually trust people I was my own donor in both areas. I created the eggs and the sperm was harvested from me. I am the only father and mother this little one has." I looked at the bulge of my belly. "But that is ok. I am just happy."

"Really, that sounds cool. This way you can be sure that the donor has no physical problems it can give to your baby right?" I nodded. "So what time they letting you out?" I looked confused. "I was thinking I would give you a ride home since your car is totaled." I told him the time and he came back later to take me home as promised.

~Month 5~

I sat on my couch in the living room as my baby kicked and did somersaults in my belly. My phone rang and I had to get up to answer it. I grabbed the phone on the last ring. "Hello?"

"Hey Will, how you doing? Long time no see man." I smiled at the sound of Jonas's voice. "So I was thinking of coming over for a visit today; me, Emma and our daughters. How does that sound?"

I rubbed my belly absently. "That sounds great. And speaking of daughters how is my namesake and her sisters?"

"Good, they're doing really good. And Willow is adorable. She is always making weird noises at me." I nodded and smiled at my belly. "Sometimes I wonder if she's trying to tell me something. So I was thinking about coming over at 1:30, is that ok with you?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll see you later ok?" I heard his yes then him sigh. "What happened?"

"Willow barfed up her last feeding. I gotta go, I'll see you later." I said goodbye and hung up. I set the phone on the table next to me and leaned back into the couch cushions more.

The baby kicked and I smiled at my belly. "Hey you, what are you doing? Are you playing a game or something that I don't know about? Did you invite friends over?" I laughed at my own joke as my child kicked again. I put my hand over my stomach and rubbed where the baby had just kicked. "I love you so much honey. You mean everything to me. Last month I was afraid I was gonna lose you when I had the accident."

The baby kicked my hand. "Alright you show off, take it easy on me ok? I don't need you kicking my organs into new places. I like them where they are thank you very much." The baby calmed and I smiled more. "Well I don't know about you but I need a nap. If I'm gonna be attentive when Jonas visits we need to sleep first." I stood and went to my room. As I laid on the bed I felt the baby moving around like it was spinning. "Good night angel. I love you." the baby kicked my hand as if in agreement and then stopped moving.

I woke 45 minutes later to someone knocking at my door. I sat on the edge of my bed for a few minutes before I went to answer it. I was surprised to see Evan. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

"Well I wanted to see you. I hope that's ok." I nodded and moved aside so he could come in. I led him to the living room and we sat down. "So how is the baby doing?"

"Good, right now it's asleep but earlier it was kicking and practicing for the Olympics. It did jumps and flips. All that was missing was the audience." I smiled when Evan laughed. "No, the baby is good. Lately it's been moving a lot more. It acts like it is trying to tell me something, you know?"

"Not really since I never had a baby, but I can kinda understand. So if you don't mind me asking. What is it like? I mean…is it a good feeling or a bad one?"

I smiled at him. "It's wonderful. Each day I feel my child move inside me and I just feel so happy and so elated. It's kinda like when you fall in love with someone and your heart always flips around them. I feel that way with my baby." I smiled and my hands shot to my belly. "I just want my baby to be healthy. Each day I worry I may do something that can endanger it. I don't want that to happen. I want my baby to be as healthy as possible."

"Yeah I can understand that. Every parent is that way. So do you have a boyfriend, someone to help you once your baby is born?" I shook my head and looked at him. I was surprised to see him looking at his hands nervously. "If you met someone now and you loved them would you…would you let them into your child's life?"

"Of course. If I loved the person, then I would be glad to let them into my baby's life. Why do you ask?" Evan was about to answer when there was a knock at the door and the sound of Jonas humming could be heard. "Hang on a sec, my friend is here. I'll be right back." I stood and went to the door. I smiled as I saw Jonas with a fussy Willow. "Hey Jonas, hand her to me. I may be able to calm her." Jonas just nodded and handed her over. "Hey Willow, remember me?" once she heard my voice she went silent and looked in my direction. "Hi cutie, are you causing trouble for your daddy?" I smiled at Jonas and Emma. "Well come on in, I hope you don't mind but I had another friend come to visit."

"Not a problem at all Will, as long as he can handle being around three fussy babies, I really don't care. And I am glad that you have friends other than me and Emma. I don't want you to be alone all your life." I blushed when I realized Jonas thought it was a boyfriend who was over.

"Jonas it's not a boyfriend. He saved me a month ago." Jonas looked confused. I shook my head to remove the hair covering the scar on my forehead. Jonas gasped. "When I was on my way to see you last month I got into an accident. He stayed with me to make sure I was ok. Ever since then we've been great friends." Jonas nodded and I led him to the living room. "Evan this is Jonas, his wife Emma, and their daughters. Jonas has jenny, Emma has ember and I have Willow."

I smiled when Evan stood to shake their hand. I laughed when he shook the babies' hands too. "It's a pleasure to meet you all. As my lovely friend Willow said my name is Evan Bower." Everyone nodded and we sat in various places in the living room. I looked at little Willow and she smiled at me.

"Hey princess, why were you being bad for your daddy earlier? Did you miss me that much?" I smiled at her and kissed her cheek. I laughed when she grabbed onto my hair. "That hurts Willow, let go." I had to pry my hair from her fingers. "Willow, don't pull my hair like that honey, it hurts."

~Month 6~

I sat on my couch as my baby kicked me to death. Today I was gonna learn the gender of the kid who uses my organs as a punching bag. I was waiting for Evan who was gonna take me since my car still wasn't fixed even though the accident was 2 months ago. I fee so happy when Evan is around, it's like my heart climbs into my throat. I think the baby even likes him. Every time he talks the baby goes into overdrive. I rubbed my stomach and smiled. "Relax kid; Evan should be here soon to take us to our appointment."

The baby kicked and I laughed. I stood when the doorbell rang. I smiled when Evan stood there holding a bouquet of roses. He pushed them towards me. "This is for you." I led him in and put the flowers in a vase. "So are you ready to go?"

I turned to him and nodded. I have no idea what came over me but I put my hands on his cheeks, pulled him close, and kissed him. I released and blushed as I backed away. "I'm so sorry Evan I…I don't know why I did that. Please forgive me." Evan walked to me and kissed me back. I put my arms around him and hugged him happily as we continued to kiss. When we finally separated I saw lust in his eyes. "I love you Evan."

He pulled me close again. "I love you too." He kissed me again and put his hands on my belly. "Now let's get you to that appointment, don't want you to be late." I nodded and let him lead me to his car as we held hands. I sat in the front seat of his pick up truck and smiled at hi. "So Willow, I want to say that I have loved you for a long time. That was why I asked what I did last month. I wanted to say something then, but I was scared." He looked over at me.

I put my hand on his leg. "Well there is no reason to be scared. What did you think I would do; hit you?" I laughed when he cringed. "Relax babe, I would never hurt you. Not now that I love you." I smiled when his hand came down and covered mine. I scooted over and leaned against him.

Once I was in the exam room awaiting the doctor Evan stood by me and kept rubbing my stomach. The doctor walked in and smiled at us. "Hello boys. Willow how are you feeling?" I shrugged. "Well let's do an ultrasound to see if we can tell the gender of your baby." I laid back and lifted my shirt. Evan gasped when he saw my stomach shift as the baby moved inside me. "Well I can see it's active which is good." He put the gel on my belly and moved the wand around. "Little brat, it turned it's back to us. I'm sorry Willow I can't tell you the gender today. The baby won't allow us to look."

I looked at Evan and laughed. "Well there goes that, we got all excited for nothing. The baby doesn't want us to know. Maybe that means we shouldn't learn until it's born." Evan nodded. "So otherwise the baby looks ok right?" the doctor nodded. "Good, is it normal for it to move so much now? I mean it always is kicking or spinning."

"Yeah that's normal. The baby is testing it's surroundings. I know it can get tiresome, but babies do that." I nodded and looked at the screen that showed my baby…well rather my baby's back. "So from what I can see the baby is perfectly healthy and everything is good." He printed my ultrasound photo and gave it to me. "So if you have no more questions you are free to go."

"None thanks Doc." Evan smiled at me and grabbed my hand as he wiped the gel from my belly. As the doctor left Evan leaned over and kissed my stomach. "Hey kid, so it seems your gender is a secret huh? Well that is ok, just promise us that you will let us know once you're born ok." The baby kicked as if saying ok. "That's my good baby." When Evan said my baby the tears just broke loose and I cried. "Don't cry Willow, it's ok." I smiled and hugged him.

"You called the baby yours Evan. That makes me so happy." I kissed his cheek and smiled at him. "Thank you Evan that is the best thing anyone ever did for me. Remind me to thank you later." A few minutes later after scheduling a new appointment we went back to my house to rest.

~Month 7~

After last month Evan moved into my house with me. Now he is always here to kiss me or my belly. I think the baby has fallen in love with him because it always reacts to him. Now I am happy when I wake to him wrapped around me or when I go to sleep and he pulls me close. I sat on the couch with Evan as a secret ran through my head. "Evan we need to talk." I looked at him as he looked at me. "It's important."

"What is it babe?" He turned completely and faced me. "Talk to me honey." He put a supportive hand on my leg.

"This baby, it isn't my first." He looked confused. I let out a loud sigh. "When I was 14 my brother-step brother thought it would be fun to rape me. Well from the ghastly union I got pregnant. Now before you overreact I didn't abort the baby. I carried it full term than gave it up. He's four now, his name is Bret. I wanted a closed adoption, but the family forbid it. They told me either it was an open adoption or they don't take him.

And I knew they were the best family for him. So I agreed, every year the Gould's send me a new picture of him. I should be getting his new picture soon; they always send it to me around his birthday, which is in 2 weeks. I wanted to warn you before the picture showed up. I figured that since we're an item you need to know." I looked down at my stomach to avoid looking at him.

I closed my eyes when he put a finger under my chin and made me look at him. "Willow, please open your eyes." I sighed and obeyed. "I'm not mad at you or disappointed or anything. I'm proud, I'm proud that you did the right thing for that little boy. I'm proud you gave him a chance instead of giving up. And I hope that you know how happy I am to know you gave that little boy a life." He leaned forward and kissed my eyes before my tears could fall. "Promise me you won't cry; this is nothing to cry over."

"But it is Evan. I have son out there who I didn't want. Now I'm having a baby cause I want it. I feel like I let Bret down, I feel like I lied to him. When I was pregnant I kept telling him that everything would be ok, that he would always be safe and loved. But I didn't love him. I didn't even want him; he was a leech to me. Now I know what I did wrong and I wish I could fix it all, but I can't." I rubbed my stomach as the baby kicked. "I don't deserve this baby if I gave another one away 4 years ago."

"Willow, you were 14. Not even in high school yet, there is no way you could've raised that baby. You didn't let Bret down; you gave him a chance to be happy. And seeing as the Gould's send you pictures of him, then he's happy." I just nodded. "No Willow, say it, say he's happy. Say you did you did what was best for him. Say you did what you could." I nodded again. "No I want to hear you say it, say it me like you would say it to him."

"I didn't let my son down; I did what was best for him. I made him happy." I cried and hid my face in Evan's neck. Evan rubbed my back as I cried. I just leaned against him as my body shuddered from my tears and anguish.

3 weeks later I got a real surprise. There was a knock at my door and there stood the Gould's with 4 year old Bret. Bret immediately ran to me and hugged my leg. "Momma!"

I looked at Sarantha and Jim. "How does he know?"

"We told him, he has a picture of you in his room." I looked at the little boy who had grown in me for 9 months. I nodded and led them in. The entire time Bret clung to my leg like a love sick puppy. I sat on the couch and Bret sat on my left. "Your boyfriend told us about you. He said that you missed Bret and that you feel like you lied to him."

I made a mental note to yell at Evan later. "Momma, I missed you." I looked at Bret when he hugged me. I had no idea if I should hug him back or do nothing. When I hugged him back my vision blurred as tears came. "Don't cry momma, it's ok."

"Oh Bret." I hugged him close and kissed his head. "My baby boy, you've grown so much." He nodded and kissed me. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to see you grow Bret. It was wrong of me. I was afraid that you wouldn't like me cause I gave you away." Bret shook his head. "What Bret, what is it?"

"I not mad at you mommy, I wanted to meet you so bad. But momma said you were afraid. So when mama said you wanted to see me, I gots all happy." I kissed him. "Ew mommy, don't do that, not in front of mama and papa." I laughed and sighed when he leaned into my side. I out my arms around him and smiled at him. Bret looked at me when the baby kicked. "What that mommy?" I put a hand over my stomach.

"Well that is your brother or sister. They wanted to say hello." Bret nodded and put his head on my stomach as he listened to the baby. I looked at Sarantha and Jim. "Thank you for doing this, I've missed him so much. I hope I can see him more often now." They both nodded with a smile.

~Month 8~

Ever since I met Bret last month I have been spending time with hi at least once a week. He is always telling me about how this happened and that happened. I must say I have fallen in love with him. I noticed Bret looks more like me then like my step brother. Each time he sees me he runs up to me and hugs my leg. He still calls me mommy, while Sarantha is mama and Jim is papa. He is even getting attached to Evan. They are great together.

I sat up in bed with my huge belly in front of me. Evan laid net to me still sleeping. I scooted over to him and laid with my stomach pushing against his back. Evan moaned in his sleep, rolled over, and put his head by my stomach. "Well kid, daddy is still asleep. It seems he had a rough night cause I don't remember him getting home." I rubbed my stomach as the baby reacted to my voice. "Relax kid; I doubt you can kick your way out of me any time soon."

Evan put his head on my stomach and was jolted awake when the baby kicked at him. I laughed and he looked at me with a smile. "Morning Willow, how you feeling?" I shrugged. "Well I can tell the baby is kicking like crazy. So what are the plans for today?"

"Well I have the birthing class at 2. And I think mom I coming over around 4. Other than that; nothing. So we have most of the day to ourselves." I let him pull me close and smiled when he tried to wrap his arms around me. "Babe give up. i am all baby now. There is no way your hands will touch." I laughed as he tried anyway. "What do I do with you?"

"Kiss me, love me, marry me." He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a velvet box. He opened it revealing a silver band with purple stones in it. "What do you say Willow, will you become Mr. Bower?" I tried to speak but nothing came out. I just nodded as tears flooded my vision. I held up my hand and Evan slipped the ring onto it. "I will love you til the end of time. I want the wedding to be before the baby is born Willow."

"Yeah, me too." I put my now ringed hand on my stomach as the baby kicked at me. "And Evan," he looked at me. "Thanks for rear ending my car." We both laughed as we cried.

2 weeks later the ceremony was held. I asked Sarantha if Bret could be a part of it and she gladly agreed. He was the ring bearer. We had no flower girl so Jonas lent me willow. He walked down the aisle holding her as she threw flower petals over his shoulders. I walked up the aisle to Evan with a hand over my baby. I smiled at him the entire time. Once I reached him he pulled me close and gave me our last kiss as fiancées. As I stood next to him the baby was continuously shifting inside me. I had to put my hand over my stomach to calm it.

When it came time for our vows I teared up. "Willow, I met you and my heart leapt from my chest. My brain kept repeating the word mine over and over. I knew then and there we were meant to be. I will always love you Willow. I will love you when we're old and grey. I will love you when the baby in you is making babies of it's own." He kissed me and put the ring on my finger.

"Evan, I had planned wonderful vows for you. but with this kid kicking me from here to Texas I can't remember them, so I'm gonna say what's in my heart. At first I was afraid of you seeing as I have a phobia of new people. But you wormed your way into my heart and made me see that my phobia is irrational. Because of you I got to know my son. Because of you I'm happy again. So Evan, from this day forward, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side." I put the ring on his finger as my hands shook uncontrollably. Once we were pronounced married he pulled me close and kissed me as his hand rested on my-our baby.

~Month 9~

I was home alone watching Bret when the doorbell rang. "Stay here Bret, I'll be right back." Bret nodded and I awkwardly got off the couch. I opened my door and gasped when I saw my step-brother. "Lucien." I looked at him with shock. His hair reached his shoulders. He was taller than me by at least 6 inches. He is older than me by 3 years.

"Hi squirt. When did you get bloated?" I covered my stomach with my hands in a protective manner. "Can I come in or is that a no?"

"Uh…I'm sorry Lucien, but you can't. Not while there is no one else around. I can never be alone with you." I tried to close the door and he held it open. "Please leave Lucien, just please."

"Mommy are you ok?" I looked at Bret when he walked to me. I was about to say something when Lucien spoke up.

"Well who do we have here? What's your name little guy?" I hoped to god Lucien wouldn't notice the similarities between himself and Bret. Bret got nervous and stood behind me. "Hey calm down kid, I won't hurt ya."

"His name is Bret ok, now can you please leave." Lucien stood and looked at me. "Listen Lucien, my husband will be home any minute and he will kick your butt. Now leave, this is your last warning." Lucien walked farther into the house and stared at me. "I mean it Lucien, you can't scare me anymore. Now leave."

"Mommy, I'm scared." I pulled Bret close and his hid is face against my stomach.

Lucien looked at him and I saw something in his eyes. "How old is he?" I said nothing and he grabbed the front of my shirt. "Answer me dammit, how old."

"Four."

"He's four?" I nodded and saw recognition in his eyes. "He's mine isn't he?" I said nothing. "Answer me or I will make you regret it." I nodded. "So our joining made him right?" I nodded again. "Why wasn't I told? I saw you often after that day before I moved out and you said nothing. Why?"

"Bret, go into the living room ok? Everything will be fine." I smiled at him and rubbed his back. "Go ahead." Bret nodded and ran away. "I didn't want him. I carried him to term and gave him away. I couldn't stand to look at him back then. I had to quit school for a while cause I was embarrassed cause I carried my step-brothers kid. The only reason I got pregnant is because you raped me. And before you ask I only just met him 2 months ago. Now please leave ok?"

"I want him."

"No Lucien, he isn't mine to give you. I'm not his legal parent, he only calls me mommy cause he knows he's adopted. And you wouldn't be a good parent anyway. A parents shouldn't scare their kid. Now leave." He nodded and walked out with a slam of the door. I walked back to the living room and saw Bret was missing. "Bret, where are you honey. You can come out he's gone."

Bret ran to me and hugged me while he cried. I sat on the couch and consoled him. After a while he fell asleep. Later that night Sarantha came to get him. I told her about what happened and she swore Lucien would never get him. I was even surprised that Evan said the same once I told him.

~Birth~

I laid in my hospital bed panting as my baby slowly made it's way out of my body. Nine months ago I never thought I would make it this far. I had no idea if I would even make it to the birth of my child. I smiled at Evan who stood by my side. He smiled back at me and squeezed my hand gently. "Just a little longer Willow, then we get a beautiful baby." A contraction came and I tried to breathe through it. I screamed from the pain and Evan held me close. "Breathe Willow; the baby needs you to breathe." I nodded and took deep breaths.

"I forgot how much this hurts Evan. I really did, did you call Jonas to tell him I would be having the baby by tomorrow?" Evan nodded. "Good, thanks." He leaned forward and kissed my belly. "And Evan?" He looked up at me over my belly. "I love you."

"I love you too babe." He kissed me passionately. I broke the kiss at another contraction. The nurse came in to take me to the operating room for my c-section. "Look at me Willow. I want you to know that no matter what I will always love you." i smiled and kissed him. "I'll be waiting for you once you get out, so will the baby." I was wheeled into the OR and told that everything would be fine. The doctor gave me anesthesia which knocked me out entirely.

I woke god knows ho long later. I heard a noise to my left and turned towards it. I saw Evan lying in the chair asleep. I reached for him and touched his cheek. "Evan." He sat up and looked at me. "The baby?"

"I haven't seen it." I got confused. "I was waiting for you. I figured we would see it together." I smiled at him as tears ran down my cheeks. I watched him as he stood and hit the call button. A nurse walked in later. "Hi, we'd like to meet our baby." she nodded and left.

A few minutes later she returned holding a blue bundle. I thought it was a boy until…"Congratulations, you had a daughter. She's been crying for you." I teared up and held my arms out for her. "Support her head ok?" I nodded and took her. "Do you want me to show you how to feed her? It is a good idea to give her at least one feeding from you." I nodded and the nurse walked over. "If you're gonna do this a lot the trick to get her to latch on is stroke her cheek and once she opens her mouth just put her by your nipple."

I did as the nurse said and winced as she suckled from me. "Thanks." The nurse nodded and left. I looked at my little girl with a smiled. I noticed her facial structure as nothing like mine, I wondered where she got that from. I just shrugged it off and smiled at Evan. "So a little girl, what do we name her?'

"How about Reka?" I smiled when Evan nodded. "Reka Mai Bower." I kissed her hand and smiled at Evan yet again.

~3 Months Old~

I sat on the couch with my laptop as Reka slept in her crib. I opened an email from law firm and was shocked at what was written.

To whom it may concern:

You have been sent this email because you were a patient of Dr. Raymond Mason. Dr. Mason is being sued for malpractice. If you would like to be a part of this claim please call me at (777) 888-6578.

Sincerely,
Edward Jacobs

I was so shocked that I grabbed the phone and dialed the number without noticing it til it was answered. "Hello my name is Willow Bower. I was a patient of Dr. Mason 1 year ago. May I ask what he did that he is being sued for?"

"Certainly. Dr. Mason would mess with patient donors against the will of the parents." I gasped. Did he do that to me and Reka? "And seeing as you were a patient were you get an AI from Dr. Mason."

"Yes, three months ago I had my daughter Reka. Is it possible he messed up with me?" I wrung my hands nervously.

"It is very possible. We can't be sure unless we test you and your daughter. Can you make an appointment within the next few days?" I agreed and made an appointment for three days later. "Thank you Mr. Bower. I'll see you soon." I hung up the phone and ran to tell Evan.

A week after the appointment I got the result back from the blood test me and Reka took. I gasped when I saw the name Gabriel Andrew as the father. The man's phone number was listed. I dialed the number and put the phone to my ear as I held Reka. "Hello?"

"Is this Gabriel Andrew?" I heard a grunt. "Hi Mr. Andrew. My name is Willow Bower. Um a year ago I went to see Dr. Mason to have a baby. even though I was the donor in every way he used your sperm to create my daughter." I heard him gasp. "I just wanted you to know that you have a daughter. Her name is Reka Mai." I looked at Reka when she fussed.

"Is there a chance I can meet her?" I agreed and gave him my address. Three days later I met him in the park with baby Reka. He walked to us and gasped at Reka. "She's beautiful." I nodded. "May I hold her?"

"Yeah, just support her head and she may get fussy. She doesn't like new people." Gabriel nodded and held her close to his chest. For a few minutes she squirmed then she relaxed. "So I know me calling you was weird but I thought you needed to know."

He nodded then looked up at me. "Yeah, but I am glad you did. If you hadn't I wouldn't know about this little angel. Listen this is gonna sound weird, it even sounds that way to me, but is there a chance as she grows you can send me pictures of her?" I saw tears in his eyes.

"Don't you want to be around her?"

"No. I can't. My wife thinks that I paid the doctor to mess up my pregnancy. I had lost the baby. If she learns I had Reka with you she will leave me. We are trying for another baby. but maybe a few years in the future I will see her again." I nodded and took Reka when he handed her over. "But thank you for telling me. I have to go." I watched Gabriel as he walked…well ran away from me and Reka. When Reka fell asleep in my arms I carried her back t the car and drove home.

~Fin~

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