Surprise

Christina's hand was shaking as she stared at the stick that said "pregnant" in the small window.  Her breathing was quick and shallow.  What the actual fuck.  

Pregnant.

This was so not happening.

When she first came to the city, Christina had many plans for her career and her life.  Somehow a baby didn't quite fit in any of them.  Oh holy crap.

Christina took several deep breaths.  Calm down, girl, she told herself.  This could be a mistake. She did buy a cheap pregnancy test.  It could be a false positive.  Lots of women have taken the home pregnancy tests and got a false result.  Maybe that was it.

Yeah, right.  And maybe all those mornings that she threw up was just a coincidence.  Along with the fact that she was more than two weeks late.

Dammit.  

Christina left the bathroom.  She bought another home pregnancy test and decided to take that at home.  If that also said she was pregnant, then she'll know for sure if there's a little Robbie in there.

Meanwhile Robbie was tossing out the last of his cigarettes.  He hoped he won't have to need them anytime soon.  Being in a relationship with his lady was enough for him.  "No more smoking." he said to Sandy as they went into the living room to watch TV.  Just when he popped open his beer, his phone buzzed.  He grabbed it from his back pocket.  "Yeah?"

It was his agent.  "Good news.  I got you a part in a movie."

Robbie sat up.  "You're shitting me." That was like music to his ears.  

"It's not quite the lead but it's a big role," the agent went on.  "And it's out of town."

"Out of town?" Robbie was surprised.  "For like how long?"  Already he could feel his heart sinking.  What about Christina?

"A few weeks.  Trust me, you're gonna want this."

"I didn't think I had to do that." Robbie said.  "The constant travelling back and forth.  Packing is a real bitch.  Plus I'm out of frequent flyer miles. That's why I moved here to Toronto."

"You're welcome." the agent said.  "Do you know how many actors that would cut off their left nut for this opportunity?"

"I know, I know," Robbie sighed.  "I've been waiting for it."

"Don't you want this?" The agent was exasperated.  "Hello?"

"Yes, of course, but I think I'll hang onto my left nut.  When do I leave?"

"Day after tomorrow."

Robbie spat out his beer.  "Jeez, seriously? That soon? Damn!"

"Don't you want this? What's the problem?"

Robbie collected his thoughts.  He had just started a serious relationship and wanted to devote his time to it.  But he also had his career to think about.  He would sound like a total wuss if he told his agent this.  His agent wouldn't understand.

"Robbie?" his agent said.  "What's it gonna be? I worked my ass off getting you this role.  Are you gonna let me down?"

Robbie sighed.  "No, it's all good.  I'll be there, thanks."

"That's what I'm talking about."

Shit, Robbie thought as he hung up.  Although he'd kill for this part, the timing of this truly sucked.  What was he going to tell Christina?

Right on cue Christina unlocked the door and came into the apartment carrying a plastic shopping back.  As soon as she saw him she hid the bag behind her back.

"Hey, babe," he said.

"Hi," she answered less than enthusiastically. 

"Guess what?" he said standing up.  "I got a part in a movie."

"Really?" She came over and gave him a hug.  "That is so great.  I'm really happy for you.  You're going to be a star."

"Yeah, but there's one little catch," Robbie pulled back to look at her.  "I have to go out of town for a few weeks."

"Oh,"

Okay, he expected her reaction to be somewhere along the lines of  "Oh no, weeks? How am I going to live without you, Robbie?" or "Why sooo long? What are we going to do?"

Instead all he got was an "Oh".  

"Well try not to cry too much," Robbie said.  "I'm going to be gone for several weeks.  I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."

Christina nodded.  "Oh okay."

Robbie watched her face closely.  "Oh okay? That's it?"

"What did you want me to say?" Christina was feeling tired and just wanted to lay down. "Didn't you want this part?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Then I'm happy for you."  Christina was happy for him.  

"Seriously?" Robbie scoffed.  "You look as happy as roadkill.  Aren't you gonna miss me? At all?"

Christina backed away and glared at him.  "What the hell is your problem?"

He glared back.  "My problem?"

"You're acting like a total dick right now.  Just because I'm not jumping for joy all over the damn place.  I'm happy for you, ecstatic, overjoyed.  What damn more do you want?"

"That's cause you're acting like a total bitch right now." 

"I'm not feeling well right now."

Now Robbie felt like the total dick.  "Oh baby, I'm so sorry.  I should have realized that."  He gave her a hug.  "Is it your stomach? I thought I heard you throwing up this morning."

"I just need to go to bed."

"Do you need me to bring you anything?"

"No."

Robbie kissed her on the forehead.  "I'm sorry for flying off the handle.  Maybe it's not a good idea for me to be leaving while you're sick."

"No no, go ahead.  I'll be fine."  Christina removed her coat and went to her room.  "This is your big opportunity.  You should take it."

Christina changed into her nightgown.  She put the pregnancy test, still in the bag, on her dresser behind a photo frame.  She'll take it later when Robbie is out of the apartment.

She slid under the covers with a sigh.  She hoped this was just a stomach bug.  With Robbie going out of town to do a movie, this definitely isn't a good time for a baby.  What was she going to do about her modeling? Where would she live? Chill, girl, she told herself.  It could just be a mistake. 

Just when she was about to drift off, Christina heard Robbie come into the room.  He kicked off his shoes and stripped, then climbed under the covers beside her.  Christina felt his arm around her waist and she returned to sleeping.

Then she felt his hand rubbing her bottom.

Christina's eyes flew open.  What the hell? 

His hands slid to her thighs while his lips moved to the back of her neck.

"Robbie, don't."

"Don't what?" He continued with his foreplay.

"I don't feel like doing that tonight."

Robbie raised his head to look at her.  "Seriously?"

"Yeah, I'm sick, I'm not in the mood."

"But I'm going out of town,"  Robbie said.  "I'll be gone for weeks."

Christina rolled her eyes.  "And your point is?"

Robbie gave her a kiss.  "I can't get a little love and affection to tide me over?"

Christina pulled away abruptly and sat up.  "Are you on crack or what?" she said loudly.  "What fucking part of I Am Sick did you not get?"

Robbie sat up also.  "I get that you're sick, I really do.  I just thought maybe. . ."

"Maybe what?"  Christina folded her arms.  "That I would give you some anyway? Even though I feel like absolute crap?"

Robbie felt a little ashamed at the thought.  "Heh heh, kinda."

Christina threw up her arms in exasperation.  "You have got to be kidding me.  Does that overactive cock of yours ever quit? Ever?"

"I can't help being horny," he said.  "Plus we're going to be apart for such a long time. . ."

"A couple of weeks."

"That's like a serious drought for me," Robbie pleaded.  "What am I supposed to do?"

Christina picked up Robbie's left hand.  "Here you go.  Here's your love and affection."

"Very funny."

"What do you want me to do, Rob, lie here like a dead woman while I let you climb on top and get freaky?"

Robbie thought about that.  "When you put it that way, it sounds so wrong."

"Out."

"What?"

Christina pointed to the door.  "Get the fuck out.  Get out of my bed and get out of my room."

Robbie looked at her in disbelief.  "Are you kidding?"

She looked him in the eye.  "No, Robert,  I am not.  Go to your own room.  Better yet, go to the bathroom and enjoy your hand."

Robbie glared at her.  "Is this really how you want to spend our last night together?"

"Please, it's not like you're going to Death Row.  Get over it."

Robbie climbed out of bed.  He snatched up his clothes and stomped out.  As the door closed he mumbled.  "Cocktease."

"I heard that!"  Christina yelled.

"Good!" Robbie yelled back.

Angrily Christina fluffed up her pillows and lay down, trying to get some rest.  She could hear Robbie's footsteps walking around for a moment, then the bathroom door slamming.  That nasty fool, she thought.

The morning of Robbie's departure, they rose very early.  Things were a little awkward but they were polite with each other.  Christina made him a huge breakfast.  Robbie took Sandy for a walk around the block, bonding with her. 

"Do you want me to drive you to the airport?" Christina asked as she watched Robbie gather his things.

"No, I have a car, thanks,"  Robbie moved over to her and wrapped his arms around her.  "Listen, I'm sorry for being a douchebag the other night.  I'm just a little nervous about this whole thing." 

"I know."

"Are you feeling better today?" he looked at her closely.  "I don't feel right leaving you here alone and sick."

"Better." she nodded. 

"Good, that's what I want to hear.  I'll call you when I get there." He gave her a kiss.  "I'm gonna miss my spunky girl with the fire."

She kissed him back.  "You love the fire, don't you?" she teased.

"You know it." He gave her a pat on the bottom before picking up his bags and leaving.

Christina went over to the balcony and watched as Robbie left the building to the car.  While the driver was putting his bags inside the trunk, Robbie looked up and saw her.  He blew her a kiss and waved before getting inside.  The car took off.

Christina returned to her bedroom and looked at the bag with the second pregnancy test.  She carried it into the bathroom and took it. 

Sandy was outside the door whimpering at Robbie's absence.  Already she was missing him.

"Quiet, Sandy,"  Christina felt nervous.  It was only a false positive, she told herself.  This one will say Not Pregnant.

She looked at the stick.

It said Pregnant.

Oh shit.



A/N  Hi guys.  I am sorry for the delay.  I hope you enjoy this.  I have a question for you guys.  Should the next chapter have them sexting each other while they are apart and if so, would anyone be offended if I put a picture of "Robbie" in his shorts? Please let me know in the comments what I should do.  Thanks for reading and have a great day :)







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