On the Devil's Path {a SOA sequel}

chapter thirty - END

"No Gemma, it's not. You know it's not possible." I said, exhausted.

She'd been dropping hints about being pregnant since I got sick and it was starting to get under my skin. Gemma just looked at me softly and put her hand on my shoulder.

"Anything's possible, sweetheart." Her tone was gentle and I just nodded.

Gemma busied herself with Abel and I went to get dressed for the day. I was still feeling like death warmed over so I just grabbed one of Jax's shirts and a comfy pair of jeans. Jax was away on a run and I missed him terribly. It didn't help that every time he called I could hear a party going on in the background. He assured me that he wasn't getting into any trouble and that he missed me as much as I missed him. I knew that this was our first test since getting back together and that I had to trust Jax to be faithful to me. I pushed down every ounce of suspicion I had and tried to stay as busy as I could. I even went to a doctor's appointment with Tara.

We found out that they were going to have a little boy. My instincts wanted me to be bitter. To be jealous of her, but I wasn't. I wouldn't let myself do that. When Tara looked up at me with tears of joy swimming in her eyes, I couldn't help but be happy. Jax was getting another little boy. He was going to be so excited.

As I was pulling my shirt down, my hand skimmed over my stomach. Gemma's words echoed through my mind. Maybe she was right. I was only sick in the morning, I never had a fever or any other symptoms of the flu, but pregnant? I shook my head as if to shake the thoughts right out of my skull. It was not possible.

Gemma was feeding Abel some cereal when I came out. He saw me first and reached up for me.

"Mama!" He squealed happily.

My heart swelled and Gemma smiled wide and kissed my temple.

"You are his mother." She said softly.

I nodded confidently and kissed the top of Abel's head.

"And pretty soon, you'll have another." Gemma said while she rinsed her coffee cup out in the sink.

Her back was to me, but I could hear the smirk in her voice. I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Tara's baby isn't gonna call me mom." I said with a chuckle.

Gemma spun around and leaned against the sink with her arms crossed.

"That's not the baby I meant." She explained.

I shook my head and fed Abel another spoonful of Cheerio's. I tried to shrug the comment off but something inside was gnawing at me. I threw my hands up in defeat and faced her.

"Fine! If it'll shut you up I'll go to the doctor, but be ready for the 'I told you so' speech." I told her, waving my finger.

A wicked grin spread across her face and she all but dragged me and Abel out of the house. When we got to St. Thomas, the first person we ran into of course was Tara. Concern spilled onto her face and she rushed over to me.

"McKayla, is Abel alright?" She asked me, completely ignoring Gemma.

Gemma snorted and kept right on walking. I shook my head and touched her arm.

"He's fine. I haven't been feeling well so I'm just getting checked out." I assured her.

She visibly relaxed and before she could say anything else, she was paged away. I eventually caught up with Gemma as she was signing me in. As we waited, I started to get nervous.

I knew that it wasn't possible for me to be pregnant, but a tiny piece of me thought what if I was?

"McKayla?" A nurse snapped me out of my thoughts. Gemma stayed in the waiting room with Abel and I looked back at her. I really wished she would've come with me.