Marty's Apartment, NYC, Late Monday

[chasingangela]

Angela planned to get to the apartment much, much earlier. She did.

But after the tests, and the ... more tests, and the clinic, she ... she kind of lost herself, for a little bit, and ended up wandering the city, scarcely noticing what streets she was on. Eventually, she realized she was in front of Marty's apartment building, and decided this was a sign.

When knocking on the door brought no response, she let herself in with her key and settled cross-legged on the floor to wait. She tried to read, but the words melted together on the page. So she just sat in the gathering darkness.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty was in a good mood as he came home and into the apartment. "Hey you!" he said cheerfully before catching the expression on Angela's face. "Something wrong?"

[chasingangela]

She knew he would be coming, so why did she blink up in slight surprise at him?

"Yes," she said, then immediately amended. "No. Things are ... complicated."

"No one's dead or anything," she finally managed.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty raised an eyebrow in concern and settled down on the floor next to her. "You want to talk about it?"

[chasingangela]

"No," Angela said honestly, leaning her head on his shoulder. "I want it to go away so we're okay and I don't have to talk about it.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her forehead. "Hey. C'mon. You're scaring me here. What happened?"

[chasingangela]

Wordlessly, she wiggled away from him to pull something out of her bag.

It was a white plastic stick, with two pink lines crossing a window near the tip, and she held it up to show Marty. "It's positive," she explained in a whisper.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty didn't have any words for the moment. In fact he just sort of sat there with his mouth hanging open.

[chasingangela]

Which was what Angela had spent, oh, that entire morning doing, so she understood how he felt.

After a few more seconds, the pee stick display begun to seem redundant, even grotesque, and she stashed it again. "The clinic says the same thing," she noted quietly. "Went this afternoon."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty's mouth open and closed a few times before any words managed to come out. "You're..."

And then there were no more words. He made a futile hand gesture that didn't even being to cover the topic.

[chasingangela]

"...yeah," Angela said, leaning her head against his arm. "I am. They said by about two months."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty's brain had pretty much imploded as he unconciously slipped his arm around Angela again.

"I... Um. Okay. Two months?"

[chasingangela]

"Yeah, I kind of thought something was up a few weeks ago, but I figured it was just stress." Angela said dully, hand resting on her stomach.

"They told me it would be here around Halloween. If ..." she let the sentence end, not sure if Marty would agree there was an if here.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I... Wow. Okay," Marty said rubbing his hand through his hair. "This is-"

He gestured again which really didn't sum up the whole moment.

"What... what do you want to do?"

[chasingangela]

That was a complicated question, and Angela took a long moment to answer it. "I don't know," she admitted. "I'm not even 19 for another two weeks, you know? I'm not ... you know I was so not in a rush to have kids. And we're in school and we don't really have money, and ... so logically we should ..."

Angela's flail in place of a word here was entirely inadequate.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty unconsciously held Angela a little tighter. "Yeah," he replied quietly and in a flat tone. "Logically"

[chasingangela]

"Logically," Angela said, wondering how many times she would need to repeat that word for it to lose all meaning.

"Except." She glanced at his face, trying to read it. "We met our kids, Marty. What if this is Graham, and we don't have him because ..." She pushed her hair back. "That isn't logical, is it?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I know," Marty said softly. "I just... I don't know. You know? I mean were those really our kids? I mean I know they were our kids but were they our kids? And if they were our kids does this mean that-"

Marty shook his head as he tried to get his head together. "I'm not sure we can just look at the logical thing here."

[chasingangela]

"No," Angela agreed. "We can't." Not that Angela was the most logical person at the best of times.

"Rory's mom was younger, even," she pointed out. "And Rory's birth dad's a dick. And Rory's awesome And my mom's adopted, and ... shit, I don't know. I don't know if I can do anything but have it." She didn't sound entirely happy about this conclusion.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty shifted slightly, making his posture straighter. "Do you want to keep it?" he asked looking uncomfortable. "I mean... I'm not going anywhere. I'm with you if you want to-"

Marty nodded emphatically hoping he somehow was making a point.

[chasingangela]

That drew the tiniest of tiny half-smiles to Angela's face. "You better be, it's half yours," she said, closing her eyes. "But ... thank you. I don't know if it's so much that I want to keep it as it is I don't want to ... do the other thing."

"So I guess I'm keeping it." Again with the not sounding thrilled.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty swallowed hard as he opened his mouth to say something comforting.

"Marry me."

And judging by the shocked look on his face it may not be what Marty intended to say.

[chasingangela]

Angela started to say something, then took a good look at his face and reconsidered.

"No. I mean ... not now. Not if you don't really want to."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Nononono," Marty said quickly, "I mean.. Okay I don't know what I mean. I just- I mean, I love you. And that's not going to change. And with this... thing going on I just thought..."

Marty frowned and tried to sum it all up. "I dunno. I didn't think about it. It was asking that was the important thing.'

[chasingangela]

Angela wasn't so sure about that; it seemed like getting married was the important thing.

"I love you too," she said, working it out as she spoke. "But this thing is ... big enough and strange enough and new enough and weird enough, and we'll probably need to leave school, or I will, and ... I do want to marry you. Someday. Just not just because of this, you know?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Marty said looking... well a tad frantic. "I mean... yeah. I get that. I get the whole thing. I just can't put it all together just yet. Y'know?"

[chasingangela]

Angela wasn't sure why she had to be the grown-up right then, but she did, so ...

God. She had to be the grown-up forever.

She had to be somebody's mom.

"Maybe that's why we get nine months," she speculated. "To give us a chance to put it together and quit freaking out and ... I have no idea what we're doing. Like, none."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty looked over at Angela and gave her a small smile right before wrapping his arms around her.

"Okay. Look, I'm just going to stop freaking out here for a bit because I think you really don't need that at the moment," he said quietly and with what he hoped was an amused tone in his voice. "Because... well, we love each other right? So this can't be an entirely bad thing. It's a good thing. Because it's both a part of us, y'know?"

[chasingangela]

Angela would have said something wonderful and beautiful and eloquent to that, but she was too busy clutching at him and bursting into tears.

Stupid pregnancy hormones.

"A good thing," she finally found her voice enough to say.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty gave her what he hoped was a reassuring look as he held her a little closer... and wondered what was going to happen next.

[FTB]