Disclaimer:I don't own Gallagher girls, Ally Carter does.

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I woke up the same way I did every morning for the last three months. I had terrible back ache and there was dull ache in my heart longing for someone who was no longer here. I glanced at the photo of me and my long term boyfriend Zach that sat on the bedside table. I missed him so much.

I met him the summer after high school, he was about to start at a military training camp and I was working in Abercrombie. We had fallen for each other instantly. He was perfect and I loved him so much it was unbelievable.

That was two years ago, I was twenty now and Zach was twenty-one. He had left for his first tour of duty in Afghanistan four months ago. As each day passed, I missed him more and more. I did write to him but with him being on the front line I didn't always hear back from him for a while. The thought of him out there broke my heart. To make things harder, a few weeks after he left I discovered I was pregnant with his child. I didn't want to tell him in writing, his first tour was six months long so he would be back before the baby was born. I wanted to tell him face to face so I could see the look of joy when I told him. I know he would be thrilled. He would be an incredible dad.

I slowly slipped out of bed, rubbing my back in an attempt to ease the pain. I put on a blue spotty dress that was gathered under the bust and then lose and floaty. It finished just above my knees and really complimented my baby bump. I pulled my hair into a side plait and went down stairs. I was craving ice-cream. I opened the freezer only to discover it bare of ice-cream. I sighed. I grabbed my brown jacket and slipped on some shoes and grabbed my bag. I could hear the rain hammering on the windows and roofs. I sighed again; it was the third of July. It should be sunny and hot not raining and chilly. I suppose on the bright side, if it was hot I would be uncomfterble.

On my way out, I opened the mail box, like I did every morning, hoping for a letter from him. Sometimes, when it had been weeks without hearing from him, I told my self no news was good news but it didn't make the uneasy feeling in stomach go away. I took a deep breath and opened the box. There was a letter. I could barely contain my excitement. Granted, I could have just been a bill or something boring but it could be from him, it was something I had to cling onto. I pulled out the envelope. It was brown and had a messy scrawl on the front. I smiled; I could recognise that childish hand writing anywhere. There were several stamps on the front signalling that had been all over the world. I flipped the letter over in my hands. I carefully pealed it open. I unfolded the letter in my hands.

Dear Cammie,

I'm sorry it's been so long since I wrote but we have had a delay with the mail here. I can't tell you the details of the attack we have been doing and even if I could, I don't think I'd want to. It was horrific.

But, I have great news. When I come on leave in a few months, I will have three weeks! Normally they would only give us two. I can't wait to see you, Gallagher girl.

Anyway, what's new with you? How's everything going?

Lots and love,

Zach. Xxxxxx

I could feel my heart flipping in my chest. He was okay! And he would have three weeks off! I know that doesn't sound like much but when he has been away for 6 months, that is incredible!

"Cammie, sweetheart" My next door neighbour Mrs Dabney said smiling. "What have you got there?" She asked. Mrs Dabney was a sweet lady who was about sixty. She was always kind to me and sometimes brought me things back from the shop if I was having a particularly bad day or just if she was being nice.

"I've got a letter from Zach!" I practically squealed.

"Oh, that is lovely" She said smiling warmly. "Is he doing alright?"

"He's fine; he's coming home in three months!" I said excitedly.

"Oh, how lovely dear. Have you told him about the little one yet?"

"No, I'm waiting 'till I see him, face to face." I said, already getting excited at the thought of him coming home. "I have to go, it was lovely seeing you!" I said brightly. Mrs Dabney waved and said goodbye before I practically skipped down the road.

I wasn't craving ice-cream anymore but I had to call and see my mum, to tell her my amazing news.

I walked up her drive and knocked on her door. Joe Solomon, my mum's new boyfriend (well, she said they were just friends but they spent an awful lot of time together), answered the door.

"Hi, Joe." I beamed. I got on with Joe, he was nice and my mum deserved someone nice since my father left her ten years ago.

"You look happy this morning, have you heard from Zach?" He said.

"Yeah. Is my mum in?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah come on through."

"Who is it, Joe?" My mum shouted.

"It's Cammie!" He called back. I went into the living room and saw my mum laid on the sofa with an ice-pack pressed on her foot.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Oh, those new bloody shoes!" She laughed.

"You're so clumsy." I giggled.

"What brings you to my dark corner?" My mum asked with a wink.

"I've heard from Zach! He gets three weeks leave in three months. I can't wait!" I said. I seemed to be getting happier with every person I told. Obviously, I already knew the date he gets home but to have him confirm it just made it feel more real.

"Aw! That's great news!" My mum smiled. I smiled too.

"Ooooh!" I said holding my stomach.

"What is it?" My mum asked worriedly. I could understand why she was worried. I was only four months along so my clutching my stomach wasn't a good sign. But this time it was.

"The baby" I said, my face lighting up. "The baby just kicked!" I said laughing with joy. It was almost as if he or she was excited too.

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