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Amy felt nervous as she sat in the waiting room with Adam. She couldn't help but continuously glance at the wall clock in anticipation.
"Hey," the blond man said gently, his hand reaching out for hers. Tenderly, he stroked it as he held it in his much larger one. "Easy, honey."
"I can't help it," she said, looking up at him with a weak, forced smile. "I'm a nervous wreck."
Adam raised her hand to his lips and kissed the back ot it. His heart burst with love and fierce tenderness for this woman.
They were in the waiting room of Amy's OB-GYN, awaiting word of the results of the test. About a week and a half earlier, the redhead had bought a home pregnancy test when she'd missed her period. The test had come out positive, but she knew they weren't always fool-proof - and so, she'd felt she had no other choice than to go see her doctor to know for sure, once and for all, if she was really pregnant.
Adam smiled at her, his green eyes sparkling. He was much more an optimist about the situation. In his heart and mind alike, he *knew* the redhead was pregnant. Not that they had been outrightly trying, but they hadn't been using anything for the last couple of months ever since Amy had told him she'd stopped taking the Pill.
"Adam, I'm... I'm scared," the redhead revealed. Somehow, despite the warmth and sweetness, and the way he continuously smiled at her, she just couldn't smile back.
"Why?" he asked. He gave her much smaller hand a gentle squeeze as he searched her hazel gaze.
"The other day," she explained, "when Matt shoved me into those lockers... What if...? Adam, what if I *am* pregnant and he hurt the baby in some way when he did that? What if-"
"Shh... Baby, I'm sure everything is going to be *fine*," the blond man soothed. He interlaced his fingers with hers.
The redhead met his kind, warm emerald eyes, and she couldn't help but smile. He made her feel so secure and loved. Besides, he was probably right - she hadn't felt anything telling when Matt had manhandled her. Her head had been jolted, but she hadn't experienced any abdominal pain or anything.
"Amy Dumas?"
They both looked up at the sound of the receptionist calling her name.
"The doctor will see you now." The young woman gestured with a hand in a sweeping manner.
Amy stood up uneasily, Adam rising along with her. Their hands were still clasped, and the diva was relieved he was going with her for the results.
Wordlessly, they stepped into the doctor's office. Dr. Sharon Parker greeted them cordially, gesturing for them to take the chairs situated just before her desk.
"I've looked over the results of your test... Congratulations - you're pregnant."
"I am?" Amy's face brightened with a smile, and she turned to meet Adam's gaze. The tall blond man was grinning happily. However, a twinge of fear shot through her. "Is everything... normal?"
The physician smiled warmly as she clearly saw every one of the patient's fears.
"Yes, everything looks perfectly *fine*," Dr. Parker replied.
Amy breathed an audible sigh of relief before allowing the true elation to set in and overtake her. She was suddenly all smiles.
"Oh, thank God!" She turned her gaze back to meet Adam's again. "Oh, my God... Adam! We're going to have a baby!"
The tall blond man was still grinning as he edged closer to her, his lips finding hers. Then, the redhead broke the kiss to again face Dr. Parker.
"What's the due date?" she inquired.
The OB-GYN smiled genially. Amy's hazel eyes were literally sparkling with happiness, and that reminded the woman that *this* was why she'd chosen this profession.
"Well, you're just about a month and a half along now," Dr. Parker replied. "You can expect to give birth on or around..." She glanced down at a calendar on her desk thoughtfully. "... June fifteenth."
"Oh, wow," the redhead breathed. Now, she couldn't seem to stop smiling - much like Adam. Their gazes met and held, locking, and the tall blond man reached out to grasp her hand.
"We're gonna have to celebrate this momentous, joyous occasion!"