*Stevie's POV*

When mama and daddy returned from the cafeteria, they were shocked to see Lindsey sitting on my hospital bed.

Mama greeted Lindsey warmly but daddy just shook his hand and that was it. Daddy is still upset with Lindsey and he has every right to be.

We all talk and Lindsey is open and honest with my parents. He tells them how it all started and how he entered rehab.

They listened and they got to know him all over again. Of course, like we've been saying, it's going to be a long road before everyone is okay with Lindsey again.

We talk until my doctor comes in and tells me I'm free to go. I'm so happy to finally be going home.

I ride home with Lindsey and he helps me inside the house, and up to my bedroom.

He stays for a while making sure I am alright then he tells that he's going to go stay in a hotel. I want him to stay but I let him go for now.

He tells me he'll be back tomorrow and we can talk about what we want to do about his living arrangements.

I'm going to ask daddy and mama if Lindsey can stay here in the guest bedroom. I would love to have him near especially now that our baby girl will be here in a few weeks.

I'm terrified about giving birth but I know it'll be all worth it. In the end, I will have Lindsey and my baby girl will be safe and sound in my arms.

*Weeks Pass*

Lindsey has been staying in the guest bedroom in my parent's home. However, we spend all night in my bedroom that Lindsey just falls asleep in my bed.

I don't mind of course. I missed sleeping next to him at night. I know he doesn't want to miss a moment of the last few days I have left of my pregnancy. He missed so much already so he's trying to make up for lost time.

His hand is glued to my belly just as much as mine is. Lindsey is so adorable as he gushes about our baby.

He also waits on me hand and foot and is so attentive. He gives me back rubs and he rubs my feet. He gets me whatever food I may be craving and at any hour of the day.

We also have had conversations about our relationship and we have been able to reconnect as a couple. I still feel as if we need a ways to go but I feel very optimistic about our second chance.

Now, as we lay on my bed feeling our baby girl kick and move around, we have a conversation about staying in Phoenix for a month after the baby is born.

Once she is a month old, Lindsey and I will go back to California and return to our home.

Suddenly, my breath hitches and close my eyes shut. I breathe through the Braxton Hicks contraction and when I open my eyes, Lindsey is staring at me with concern on his face.

I smile at him and caress his cheek. "I'm okay. It's just Braxton Hicks." I say to him.

He relaxes and kisses my lips. I kiss him back and we lose ourselves in the moment, but we are interrupted by a knock on my door.

We pull away, both of us breathless and I gather myself before saying. "Come in."

My mother peeks in and smiles. "Dinner is ready."
"Thank you, mama." I say. "We will be right down."

Mama closes the door again and Lindsey and I giggle like two teenagers at almost getting caught.

Lindsey stands up, walks over to my side of my bed then helps me up.

We walk downstairs then we walk over to the dining room. Daddy greets me with a smile and a kiss on my cheek and he greets Lindsey with with a small nod, no smile.

Lindsey doesn't take it personally. He knows daddy is trying his best. I know how hard it is on daddy to forgive Lindsey after all he's done. But daddy is slowly coming to terms that I forgave Lindsey and he is who I want to be with.

We all then take our seats; Lindsey helps me sit and I grimace as I touch my seat.

The baby dropped a week ago and she's so far down now that it hurts to sit. The only way I feel semi comfortable is when I'm laying down, but I have no choice during meal times.

We begin to eat our food and we have some casual conversation. I tell my parents our plan and they support Lindsey and I about returning to California when our baby girl is a month old.

We continue our meal and I am almost done when suddenly a pain shoots through my abdomen that is so painful, I drop my fork and cry out. I hold my belly in both hands as I breathe in and out.

It's nothing like Braxton Hicks and it takes my breath away for a second.

"Stephanie?" Lindsey asked in concern.

Once the contraction is over, I look up to my worried family and say. "I just had a contraction. Wow, that was painful." I chuckle a little. Why? I don't know why. I guess it's a way I can distract myself of how nervous I am to go into labor.

Everyone relaxes but the atmosphere changes to one of excitement. I know my parents are beyond happy to finally have a grandchild.

"I'll start timing them." Lindsey says. He gently grabs my hand and kisses the back of it.

I give his hand a gentle squeeze then we return to the rest of dinner.

After dinner, we all gather in the living room to watch a movie.

Lindsey has been keeping time of my contractions and they are fifteen minutes apart.

As the movie is halfway through, I stand up to use the bathroom.

When I return to the living room, I stop suddenly in the doorway. My eyes grow wide and mama asks. "Teedee, are you okay?"
"Uh...yes." I reply. "But, my water just broke."

I want to apologize to you all for not updating like I used to.

I'm probably repeating myself but I really am trying to get back into writing again.

Writing these stories are my form of therapy where I can get away from the real world for a while and get lost in writing fanfics and also reading fanfics.

I really want to get back into writing and update everyday like I used to.

I don't know why I have lost my joy for writing. Well, I do, but I rather not voice them here. Please bare with me.

Thank you to all of you who've stuck by my stories and have given me the support to keep going.

More to come soon.❤️