[PRINCETON] Uncomfortably numb
Who: Andrew, Luke, Tab (= posting order)
Where: The London, Princeton
When: Saturday afternoon
Follows: THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS and THIS
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Andrew was numb. Initially, he had been cool, calm, and collected in the face of Ali's panic. It was like he instinctively just knew he had to be okay so she would know it was okay to be okay. He hadn't been wrong about the freak out later, though. He hadn't absorbed the information half as well as he thought he had, and it was only that morning Ali finally took the pregnancy test she had bought. That morning that they both sat on the edge of the bathtub staring at the white stick in Ali's hand with the stark declaration of PREGNANT on the little screen. Technology really had advanced with even pregnancy tests coming with a digital reading now. He had commented on that, too, not exactly sure where the thought had come from. That had just been easier to process than what it was actually saying. They stared at it for close to five minutes after that, the bathroom in silence. At least until Ali turned around and threw up rather impressively all over the bathtub. Andrew still wasn't sure where she kept it all in her slender figure. He was sure he hadn't thrown up that much collectively in his life, let alone in one go.
She was exhausted after that, so Andrew offered to take Jamie out so she could rest. It was probably a mistake in hindsight because he had a slight notion he wasn't absorbing much of anything. He was just going through the motions because he didn't know how he was supposed to react. It wasn't that he didn't want to have a baby with Ali, because he did. He just never expected it to be this soon. They weren't married yet, Jamie was still just shy of eight months old. He knew how much Ali had suffered with the pregnancy, with the birth, and in the months following from Post-Natal Depression. He was scared for her, and that was blocking any of his emotions towards the baby. Their baby.
It was that thought that had him pulling up out the front of Luke's new bar in Princeton. He blinked, looking at the front of the bar as if wondering how the fuck he got there. He had originally gone to The Bondi in New York in hopes his cousin might be there working for the day, but his manager had informed Andrew Luke was still all hands on at the new bar in Princeton while it established a foundation. He hadn't meant to drive all the way to Princeton with Jamie asleep in her capsule in the backseat. He rubbed a hand over his face and then picked up his cell phone, bringing James' number up from his phone book. He left a message on the Special Agent's cell phone telling him he got held up in Princeton, but Ali was home sick with a stomach bug if he could check in on her. Then he left a message on Ali's cell telling her what he had told James. He knew she had let it slip to Izzy because she had been in such a state, but he couldn't be sure if she wanted to universally announce it just yet.
He got out of the car and took the baby capsule from the back seat, then slung the trendy designer baby bag over his shoulder, juggling it all with ease so he could lock his car and set the alarm. The bar looked to be open, but by that point Andrew didn't care. He went inside, the capsule gripped in his hand and looked around anxiously for any sign of his cousin, or Tab.
Where: The London, Princeton
When: Saturday afternoon
Follows: THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS and THIS
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Andrew was numb. Initially, he had been cool, calm, and collected in the face of Ali's panic. It was like he instinctively just knew he had to be okay so she would know it was okay to be okay. He hadn't been wrong about the freak out later, though. He hadn't absorbed the information half as well as he thought he had, and it was only that morning Ali finally took the pregnancy test she had bought. That morning that they both sat on the edge of the bathtub staring at the white stick in Ali's hand with the stark declaration of PREGNANT on the little screen. Technology really had advanced with even pregnancy tests coming with a digital reading now. He had commented on that, too, not exactly sure where the thought had come from. That had just been easier to process than what it was actually saying. They stared at it for close to five minutes after that, the bathroom in silence. At least until Ali turned around and threw up rather impressively all over the bathtub. Andrew still wasn't sure where she kept it all in her slender figure. He was sure he hadn't thrown up that much collectively in his life, let alone in one go.
She was exhausted after that, so Andrew offered to take Jamie out so she could rest. It was probably a mistake in hindsight because he had a slight notion he wasn't absorbing much of anything. He was just going through the motions because he didn't know how he was supposed to react. It wasn't that he didn't want to have a baby with Ali, because he did. He just never expected it to be this soon. They weren't married yet, Jamie was still just shy of eight months old. He knew how much Ali had suffered with the pregnancy, with the birth, and in the months following from Post-Natal Depression. He was scared for her, and that was blocking any of his emotions towards the baby. Their baby.
It was that thought that had him pulling up out the front of Luke's new bar in Princeton. He blinked, looking at the front of the bar as if wondering how the fuck he got there. He had originally gone to The Bondi in New York in hopes his cousin might be there working for the day, but his manager had informed Andrew Luke was still all hands on at the new bar in Princeton while it established a foundation. He hadn't meant to drive all the way to Princeton with Jamie asleep in her capsule in the backseat. He rubbed a hand over his face and then picked up his cell phone, bringing James' number up from his phone book. He left a message on the Special Agent's cell phone telling him he got held up in Princeton, but Ali was home sick with a stomach bug if he could check in on her. Then he left a message on Ali's cell telling her what he had told James. He knew she had let it slip to Izzy because she had been in such a state, but he couldn't be sure if she wanted to universally announce it just yet.
He got out of the car and took the baby capsule from the back seat, then slung the trendy designer baby bag over his shoulder, juggling it all with ease so he could lock his car and set the alarm. The bar looked to be open, but by that point Andrew didn't care. He went inside, the capsule gripped in his hand and looked around anxiously for any sign of his cousin, or Tab.