Scarlett Mila Marino

Asuka and I meet up for coffee. The one we used to come to with Anthony.
The table between us is covered in the usual mess of everything we ordered. We like being here, and talk about...everything really. It's always good company.

I shove an olive in my mouth. Then another. Asuka grins. "Since when do you like olives?" She asks surprised.

"They're so good." I say taking another one.

"You've always hated them." She reminds me.

"Maybe I was wrong." I laugh. "So how's your life going?" I ask Asuka who's eating her waffles.

"It's a lot of work...sometimes it feels like that's the only thing I do." She say's disappointed.

"Hey, you can always call me when you feel bored like that. I'm always up for a fun time." I say smiling at her. She nods thanking me.

"And what about you? How's it going with Mr. Serious?" She asks.

"It's going really good. He...he bought us a house. To start fresh." I say and Asuka s jaw hits the floor.

"He did what?!"

I nod, smiling just thinking about it. "You know my dream house? He bought it." My cheeks heat up.

"Omg that's actually so romantic! I can't believe it!" She almost yells making people look at us. I giggle.

Asuka takes my hands from over the table. "I'm so happy for you, Scar. You've really found the love you deserve." She says almost making me cry.

Then out of nowhere I start to feel sick. My stomach gives a lurch. It hits so suddenly, I grip the table.
Oh shit.

"Scarlett? You okay?" Asuka asks, immediately concerned.

I swallow, my throat dry as I try to smile reassuringly. "Yeah...I just feel a little off."

But the sick feeling grows, and before I can stop it, the overwhelming nausea hits me. Without saying another word I push myself out of the booth and run to the restrooms.
I barley make it over to the stall before I'm bent over the toilet, vomiting.

Asuka is right behind me, her hand on my back as she helps hold my hair.
"Was it something you ate..." she asks. I shake my head. I don't think so.

When I'm done puking I look up at her.
Our eyes say everything.
We both know what this probably means.

And at the same time we say,
"Holy shit."

I freak out.

"It has to be the olives right?!" I ask.

"We're getting you a pregnancy test right now!" Asuka says scared of the results.

I wait in the stall as Asuka rushes to get me a test.
She's back again after about ten minutes. Holding up two pregnancy test. "Just to be sure." She says and I grab the boxes from her.

I follow the instructions, and head back out.

We place them down.
I'm shaking, but Asuka keeps glancing over at me, giving me those reassuring looks.

The minutes doesn't seem to pass by.

"What if I am?" I whisper, not meeting her eyes.

"We'll deal with it. Whatever the results are." She says trying to calm me down.
"Do you feel like you're ready?" She asks a question I don't know the answer to.

"I don't know...I really want to be a mother, Asuka. But what if I'm too young? I don't even know if Rowan would want this...I think I'm freaking out." I admit, grabbing my head.

"No one's ever really ready," Asuka says softly. Her voice gentle. "But if this is happening, we'll find a way. We'll figure it out just like we always do."

"And besides, I'll be the best auntie ever!" She jokes, and she actually makes me laugh through my panic.

"Alright, just flip them over. Let's get this over with." I say. She grabs the tests and flips them over so both of us can see.

I glance at the tests, my breath catching in my throat.

Two lines.

Positive.

I freeze, my eyes glued to the test as everything seems to stop around me. I'm pregnant.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.

"Holy fuck! You're pregnant, Scar!" Asuka jumps up and down. She's excited and I'm...I think I'm happy.
I don't know what I feel.
I grab my stomach.
"I'm pregnant." I whisper.

I let out a breath and smile.

"Oh my god! I'm pregnant!" I say louder this time. It feels unreal.

"How are you feeling?" Asuka asks.

I laugh a little. "I think I'm happy. It's weird but in a good way."

She hugs me. Pulling me in tight. "You'll be the best mother, Scar. Now hurry. You have to tell Rowan." She says pulling back slightly to look at my face.

Rowan.

How should I tell him. He's going to freak out when I break the news.

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