Chapter 1: I'm Pregnant
Author's Note: I don't own the characters.
Jill Taylor lifted the grocery bag onto the counter and started to hum as she placed the bags contents onto the counter. She took out a pot and filled it with water and put it on the stove to boil and she took out another pot for the sauce. Jill poured the sauce into the second pot and gently stirred it. She appeared quite calm and stable but inside her head she was going crazy, how was she going to tell Tim her big news, how was he going to take it. Would he freak out or would he be ok? Jill was distraught, she didn't know what to do.
The water in the pot bubbled and Jill put the spaghetti noodles into the slowly simmering pot. She continued humming and stirred both pots slowly. Tim would be home any minute and Jill knew she would have to tell him the news then before things got to out of hand. She was so lost in her thoughts and the dinner on the stove that she didn't here Tim come in from the garage.
"Mmmm... smells good. What's up?" Tim wiped his hands on a dishrag before attempting to get a taste of the red sauce.
"Tim!" Jill swatted Tim's hand away from the stove. "Jeez your like a toddler." Jill mulled over her last remark and what would come in the future. She would have a real toddler to chase around.
"No, I'm just hungry." Tim took a handful of potato chips before his wife could snatch the bag away.
"Tim, OUT! Get out of the kitchen while I'm cooking, go tell the boys to get washed up for dinner." Jill shooed Tim out of the kitchen.
Tim went upstairs and called the boys down to dinner. Jill took the now fully cooked spaghetti off the stove and divided it onto five plates. She poured the sauce on and carefully moved each plate over to the table. She took the parmasan cheese out of the refrigerator and placed it on the table along with a bottle of soda and glasses. She figured she would wait until after dinner to drop the bomb on Tim, after the boys all left and went out.
Jill finished preparing the table just as Randy came back downstairs followed by Marc, Brad and Tim. Tim walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a beer while Randy, Marc and Brad hesitated by the front door.
"Guys, come on. It's dinner time." Jill tried to make the boys move a little faster. "Come on it's spaghetti night."
"Sorry mom, I can't stay for dinner I promised Jenna I'd meet her to help her study for her Bio exam. We'll probably get dinner out." Brad said.
"Me too mom, I gotta go edit my film project with Jordan." Marc chimed in.
"What about you Randy, do you have plan?." Jill asked irritated as Marc and Brad left.
"Ugh... yea sorry mom. Gotta go." Randy zipped out of the house eager to catch up with his brothers.
Jill opened her mouth to yell at her sons for them to come back but then decided against it. She groaned and walked back to the table and removed the three untouched plates. Tim sat down at the table followed by Jill after she put the left over spaghetti into a plastic container. She twirled some of her dinner onto the fork and waited for Tim to speak, he didn't.
"So Tim, how was Tool Time?" Jill asked.
"Ugh? Good, no big mishaps if that's what you were asking." Tim resonded.
"Well, that's good, I like my husband in one piece." Jill answered, maybe a little too seductively.
"What about you? Did anything interesting happen to you today?" Tim took a big bite of spaghetti.
"Well, yea something interesting did happen today. I... Tim I don't know how to say this. I've been thinking about this conversation all day." Jill didn't know what to say next.
"Just say it, flat-out. It always works for me." Tim looked up at his wife.
"Ok... Tim I err... Tim, I'm pregnant."
"What? Huh!" Tim dropped his fork making a loud noise as the utensil hit the floor.