“Pregnant.”
The word spun around my head. CC was pale. Ashley looked in shock. I swallowed and took a breath.
“Our little baby, huh, Ash?”
His brown eyes met me blue ones.
"I-It might not b-be y-yours.”
My heart dropped and CC stared at him.
“But it has to be mine.”
“W-When CC first w-went into h-hospital, I-I went to see B-Blood on the D-Dance Floor. J-Jayy might be the f-father.”
Tears welled up in my eyes. CC stood up and backed away from Ashley. AJ looked up, confused.
“Mommy?”
CC shook his head and ran out the room, sobbing. I picked AJ up and walked out. How could he? When Chuppy was in hospital? I found Chuppy in the cafeteria. AJ saw his tears and reached out to him. CC took him and cried into his hair. I wrapped my arms around them both.
“It’s OK, Chuppy.”
“He cheated.”
“To be fair, hunny, we weren’t together then.””
“I was in the hospital, Bright Eyes.”
“I know.”
AJ kissed his cheek.
“Mommy?”
“I’m OK, sweetie.”
I rubbed his back. A doctor came over.
“Mr. Purdy has requested a paternity test.”
I nodded.
“Come on, Chuppy.”
He nodded and picked up AJ as he stood up. I rose and took CC’s hand. We followed the doctor. Thoughts rushed through my head. What if the baby wasn’t mine? I swallowed. Tears welled up and I forced them back down. We walked into a room. I sat down on the bed that the doctor indicated. He set a needle up and I buried my face in CC’s neck. I couldn’t stand needles. AJ kissed my cheek and I smiled. The doctor rolled my sleeve up and I whimpered. I felt the needle push into my skin and I jerked my arm back. The needle didn’t come out. I could feel the blood leaving my vein. I wanted to scream. The needle was pulled from my arm and I whimpered in relief. I felt a plaster being stuck over my arm and I looked up. It was over. I looked at CC and smiled weakly. Black kept shooting over my vision and I felt dizzy.
“Andy?”
I fell to the floor and everything went black.

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I woke up but couldn’t open my eyes. Someone was holding my left hand and I could faintly feel someone holding my right hand.
“Papa!”
“Shush, honey, Mommy’s asleep.”
Why was Ashley here? We were still angry at him. Weren’t we? I heard someone yawning.
“Morning, Chuppy.”
“Morning, Outlaw.”
“Is she alright?”
“She should want feeding soon.”
She? Who the hell were they on about? Suddenly, a baby started crying.
“Take AJ, Chuppy.”
Ashley stood up and walked away from where I was laying.
“Hush, baby girl, Mommy’s here.”
Baby girl? Mommy? How long had I been out? I forced my eyes open.
“B-Baby girl?”
CC jumped before he hugged me. I weakly hugged back. Ashley smiled, his little girl sucking on his neck.
“Yes.”
He sat down and smiled.
“I haven’t named her yet and you’re her father, not Jayy.”
I smiled weakly.
“So I’ve been unconscious for three months?”
Ashley nodded.
“She was born yesterday. 7lbs. She’s completely healthy.”
“How’s your stomach?”
He glared.
“Sore.”
I grinned.
“I would have told you she would rip your stomach open but I pretty much died.”
He scoffed. Our baby stopped feeding. He handed her to me. I looked down at her. She was a mini Ashley.
“I’ve the perfect name.”
“What?”
“Ashlynn.”
Ashley smiled.
“Purdy-Biersack.”
“No. Purdy-Mora-Biersack.”
They both beamed at me and I cuddled my little Ashlynn close, rocking her until she fell asleep.