Jack and Angie

Chapter 15

Inside to enclosed porch, she perched on the chair while he sat on the old couch that sat against the wall where his mom had liked to sit on hot summer nights. If either one of them noticed that the house was suspiciously silent, they didn’t mention it. He knotted his fingers together and looked up at her. “I’m sorry Angie. I’m sorry I was so mad at you when you told me about Sebastian and I’m sorry for beating up that guy and ruining your date, but most of all…” he trailed off and cleared his throat, “most of all, I’m sorry that you think the only reason that I want you back is because of Sebastian or because you have some fucked up idea in your head that it’s just because I’m jealous.”

Tears started to run down her face as she looked at him with love, “I cheated both you and Sebastian of a relationship, of getting to know each other.” She whispered as she looked at her hands in her lap. She wanted so much to believe that he was truly forgiving her for everything and that he wanted to get back together. “You had every right to be angry Jack, but when you just shut me out like that…I made me feel like it wasn’t all that hard for you to stop…” she trailed off.

“Stop what Angie?” Jack asked with a frown.

She still refused to look at him as she whispered, “Stop loving me.”

Jack leaned closer to her and putting a finger under her chin, raised her head up so that he could look into her eyes, “That would never EVER happen Angie.” He whispered softly to her as she saw the love in those beautiful blue eyes again.

He knew then that everything would be alright, as all the tension left his body. She still loved him and that they had a real chance of becoming a family with their son like he had always wanted. He gave her a deep, longing kiss. Running his tongue into her mouth like a starving man being offered a steak. After a while the kiss tempered into something more tender and loving, holding all their plans for the future. Their future…together.

They kissed for a long time before pulling apart and then, after they both caught their breath, he nodded in agreement, “Yes, you did keep things secret from me that should not have been secret Angie.” He took her hand in his and pulled her into his lap as he whispered in her ear, “You also gave me the most wonderful kid on the face of the fucking planet.” He kissed the corner of her eye and whispered, “I was angry about that, yeah but most of all, I was angry that I had missed all those moments with you. Your first doctor’s appointment, when you started to show, when he started to move inside of you…that kind of stuff. Seeing you with that guy, seeing him touch you…it made me realize how childish I was being about the whole thing. I know you didn’t cheat on me the first time, but after you moved back to your place, I had this idea, stupid as it was, that there wouldn’t be any other guys. So when I found out that you were going on a date, it threw me off, made me think about what I expected the rest of our lives to be like. And it wasn’t anything I liked.”

“I am sorry about lying about being pregnant Jack. But I didn’t want you to give up the dreams you had for so long to take care of a family that we hadn’t planned on until after you had achieved everything you wanted.” Angie said crying softly.

“I know that sweetheart.” He said as he rested his forehead on her shoulder, “But I also knew as soon as I got to New York that it just wasn’t the same without you. No matter how many gigs the band got, no matter how many fans, there was always something missing. It was the same with the girls. It was always incomplete because none of them were you. I was always comparing them to you and they never could measure up.” He kissed her neck softly.

She stiffened in his lap, “I don’t want to hear about all the groupies you banged Jack!” she snapped with a frown.

He frowned just as fiercely as he told her, “And I don’t want to hear about any of your boyfriends Angie. That’s not what this is about. Why are you getting mad? It’s not like there was no one else since we broke up.”

She squirmed, trying to stand up and not meeting his eyes, but he tightened his arms around her to stop her as the truth hit him like a baseball bat, “There was other guy’s wasn’t there? I mean…after I left and after you had Sebastian?”

“Oh yes Jack!” she sneered, “I fucked half of the fucking city after you left! It was kinda hard while taking care of a dying mom and a newborn, not to mention working two jobs to pay the medical bills, but hey, I managed to find the time!”

At her confirmation, sarcastic as it was, that she had never been to bed with anyone else, Jack couldn’t help but to grin stupidly. It had been something he had consciously pushed out of his mind ever since being together with her again. Even though he could not say the same, while the sex had gotten him off, it had always left a bad taste in his mouth and the feeling of wanting to scrub himself raw to get rid of the dirt.

He told her emphatically, even though he still had the stupid grin on his face, “Well now there won’t ever be anyone else Ang.” He turned her around so that she straddled his lap and cupped her face between his hands as he kissed her between every word, “I am yours and you are mine.” He gave her a lingering kiss before half ordering and half declaring, “No other guy is ever going to be with you for as long as there is breath in my body.”

“So should I just get a tattoo that says, ‘Exclusive Property of Jack Mercer’?” When he appeared to be giving it some serious thought, she laughed and smacked him on the arm as she said, “If I get one, you get one that says ‘Exclusive Property of Angie Montgomery’.”

Jack became serious once more as he said, “I will not get a tat that says Angie Montgomery.” She looked stricken as he pulled the ring off of his finger. Holding it out to her, he said in a choked voice filled with love, fear and uncertainty, “But I would not be against getting one that said ‘Property of Angie Mercer’.” Tears started down her cheeks again, “I haven’t taken this off since the day I left Angie. I was going to give it to you when I…well, the last time that I saw you before I went to New York.” He handed her the ring as he whispered, “Look inside.”

Tears sprang into her eyes again as she read the inscription. She looked at him with hope and he pulled her tighter as he said, “I know it isn’t a proper wedding ring, or even close to an engagement ring, but it was all I could afford at the time and well…” the rest of what he was going to say was stifled as she kissed him with all the love in her heart.

After a few minutes, she asked with a dazzling smile, “Is that a marriage proposal?”

Clearing his throat to hide his nervousness, “No.” he said as he pushed her off of him and then got down on one knee, “This is.” He took her shaking hands in his equally unsteady ones, “I love you Angie Montgomery. I have loved only you since we were sixteen and I know that I will never love anyone else. There are no words that can express how happy and grateful I would be if you agreed to become my wife. I will promise you anything that it is in my power to give you if only you would say yes.”

Angie was sobbing and shaking in happiness as she said, “Jack Mercer, I have loved you since we were fourteen,” she corrected him, “and I will love you until the day that I die. Nothing would make me happier than to be yours forever, and the only thing you can give me that I want is yourself. I would be proud to be your wife.” She kissed him tenderly.

They both looked up at the explosion of cheering coming from inside the house. Smiling at each other, Jack carefully slid the ring on her finger, kissing it tenderly and when they went inside holding hands, they saw Bobby, Angel, Camille, Jerry and Sofie all exchanging money.

“What they hell guy’s?” Jack exclaimed as his jaw dropped, “We’re family! How could you be betting on me and Angie getting back together?”

“We wasn’t betting on that.” Bobby laughed, “We bet on how long it would take.”

“And how long Angie would make you sweat.” Angel grimaced as he said to Angie, “Couldn’t you have held out for just a little bit longer? You THAT addicted to what his dick did?” he said teasingly echoing Jack’s words about Sofie.

“Yup.” Jack answered for his fiancée smugly. Angie laughed and smacked his shoulder. She suddenly grimaced and clapped a hand over her mouth. With a muffled, “Shit!” she tore up the stairs to the bathroom. Concerned, Jack sprinted after her only to be shoved aside by both Camille and Sofie. They went into the bathroom and slammed the door in his face.

Jack stood there stupidly for a minute before yelling, “Angie! Angie, baby, all you alright?” as he pounded on the door. He heard the three women hold a whispered conversation before Angie exclaimed, “HOLY SHIT!!” Another whispered conversation and Camille wrenched open the door.

Jack craned his neck to get a look into the small bathroom and saw Angie on her knees in front of the toilet and Sofie rubbing her back in comforting circles before Camille pushed him back into the hallway and closed the door behind her. “I’m sure it was just something she ate Jack. I’m going to go to the store and get her something to make her feel better. You go back on downstairs, she is in no shape to see anybody until she is feeling a little better.” She told him with an understanding smile.

He heard the unmistakable sound of the lock on the door sliding into place and, disgruntled, he went back down to talk to his brothers. Throwing himself down on the couch next to Jerry and Angel, he cross his arms, knowing that he looked ridiculous sulking like a five year old. The feeling got worse as Jerry asked what was going on and Jack told him, finishing with, “They won’t even let me see her to make sure she’s all right.”

“It was probably something she ate.” Bobby offered helpfully while Jerry just looked thoughtful. Before long, the front door opened and closed and all four of them watched Camille hurry upstairs to the bathroom with a white plastic bag in her hand as she called out without stopping, “Pepto Bismal coming up!”

Pepto Bismal apparently took half a fucking hour to drink. Jack fumed to no one in particular. By this time, even Bobby was getting annoyed, the aggravation not being helped by Jack’s nervousness which was making him jumpy, while Angel bitched about women always taking to long in the bathroom and Jerry grinned so wide every one of his big ass teeth were showing until Bobby told him that if he didn’t stop it, Bobby would punch him in the mouth and knock his fucking teeth out.

Finally, when Jack thought he would have to enlist someone’s help in breaking the door down and finding out what was wrong with his woman, they all came down the stairs, still whispering fiercely and half dragging Angie. They all stood in the doorway awkwardly as Angie looked like she was going to throw up again and the other two kept nudging her and giving her looks that said, ‘Go on’.

Jack had just opened his mouth to ask what the hell all that was about when Bobby demanded, “What the fuck is going on? It takes a half an hour to drink some medicine?”

Camille looked from Bobby to Angie to Jack and back to Angie before jabbing her with an elbow sharply, “Tell him!”

“Tell me what?” Jack jumped from the couch and crossed over to his fiancée. Lifting her face with a long finger and wrapping his arms around her, he asked, “Baby what’s the matter?”

“It doesn’t take a half an hour to drink Pepto Bismal!” she blurted with a wild look in her eyes.

“Huh?” Jack was not getting it.

Angie, still shaken by the news, tried to focus, “It takes half an hour for a pregnancy test…or five.”

Jack’s jaw dropped to the ground and Bobby choked on his beer. Jerry, still wearing a big shit eating grin, pounded him on the back helpfully.

“P—positive?” Jack stammered.

Angie grew worried at his reaction at yet another unplanned pregnancy. She nodded, biting her lip. She was shocked, but as she sat with her head in the toilet, trying not to puke again after thinking of Bobby using the same toilet, she had gotten a little used to it and imagined another little Sebastian, or even a little girl. Both, of course, who would look like Jack. Finding out that he was the father of a three year old was hard enough, but the shock of finding out there was another one on the way would probably send him into a coma.

Jack threw back his head and laughed. Angie’s tension went away as he hugged her. Finally, he calmed down and looked at her with tears in his blue eyes. He tenderly kissed her as he said, “I guess all that wrestling paid off for Sebastian. Seems like he might get that little brother he wants sooner than he thought.”

Angie threw her arms around his neck in relief that he wasn’t all freaked out. He pulled away far enough to rub her belly tenderly as everyone congratulated them.

Eventually, Angel asked, “How did it happen though? I know for a fact that Jack took a whole box of rubbers from me when Angie was first staying here. Did you forget to use ‘em?”

“No.” Jack answered.

“Because man,” Jerry answered him, “Condoms are not a hundred percent effective, everyone knows that.”

“WHAT?!!!” Both Bobby and Angel shrieked like little girls as they gazed at Jerry in horror. Angel swung around to look at Sofie as Bobby frantically tried to remember the names and numbers of every girl he ever slept with.

Sofie bit her lip and said, “Umm, honey…I think we need to talk.”

At these ominous words, Angel Mercer, big, tough, scary Marine who could kill the man that killed his mother without any guilt, promptly passed out and hit the floor with a large thud.

Later that night after a rousing round of heavy make-up sex, Angie and Jack lay cozily ensconced in Jack’s twin bed. Jack was running his lips over the very small swell of Angie’s belly while lazily planting small sucking kisses on the skin. Angie asked as she ran her fingers through his messy hair, “Are you sure you are okay with this Jack?”

He smiled against her skin as he said softly, “Happy, ecstatic, delirious, excited, scared as hell and terrified that I will absolutely suck as a dad, but yes Angie, I’m definitely okay with this. Are you?” he asked as he looked up the length of her body into her eyes.

Angie smiled and said, “Definitely. And you are going to be an abso-freakin’-lutly amazing dad Jack. You already are to Sebastian. You’re his hero.”

Jack smiled and went back to getting familiar with her baby bump. After a while, the sensation of his lips murmuring things to her stomach that were felt more than heard, she started to doze off, only to become alert when he said, “Ang?”

“Hmm?” she hummed with her eyes still closed.

“I want to get married before the baby comes.” Jack said, “And we need to think of some names and stuff.” He levered himself up next to her and brushed her nose with his.

“We will.” Angie said sleepily.

“When?”

“What is today?”

“Wednesday.”

“And how long do we have to wait for the license?” she asked curiously, “Two days, right?”

“I guess. I don’t really know.” He shrugged.

She cleared her throat as she thought. “Why don’t we do this, we go apply for the license tomorrow, then right before the party, we kidnap everyone and go to city hall and get married?”

Jack looked down into her face as he asked, “You don’t want a big deal like Sofie and Angel are having?”

She pillowed her head on his chest and started to trace his tattoos with her finger as she said, “No. Too much stress and by the time everything is organized, I’ll be so huge I won’t want anyone to look at me.” She flicked her tongue over his nipple, causing him to shiver deliciously and added, “All I need is you, me, Sebastian and the family. Everyone else can buy us, or rather you, a beer the next time we see them, or better yet!” She suddenly sat up in excitement, and he pulled her back down, being very comfortable in the position they had been in, “ The party is a celebration of everything good for the Mercer’s right?” he nodded, “We can just announce that we got married at the party and celebrate the wedding at the same time!”

Whatever made her become his wife that much faster, he was all in favor for. “Good idea baby. We’ll tell everyone tomorrow. I like the way you think.” Jack said as he rolled her over on her back and trailed kisses from her lips to her tits.

Later on, as Angie lay sleeping in his arms; Jack finally felt that everything in his life was right. He and Angie were together and she would be his wife within a matter of days. That they were going to have another baby blew his mind. Angel had finally woken up when Sofie poured a cold beer on his face and he had gotten used to the idea that he was going to be a dad. Bobby reluctantly gave his blessing to Angel and Sofie’s marriage and Jerry and Camille announced that as if Sofie and Angie both being pregnant with the next generation of Mercer’s weren’t enough, they were going to have baby number three themselves. So really, the only one that wouldn’t be a father within the next year was Bobby.

“Angie?” he whispered into her ear, waking her up, “Angie? We need to find Bobby a girl.”

THE END…OR IS IT?


A/N: That’s it, the final chapter!! *crying in hankies* It is so hard for me to let this story go, but I have plans! *laughs evilly* Muhahahaha! Thank you everybody who has reviewed for this story, you guys were awesome! I decided to leave this story here, but I am thinking of a sequel in order to find the Michigan Mauler his own happiness, which must include a smoking hot babe. I don’t yet have the plot all figured out, so it may take a while, that is, if I even decide to write it!

*twiddles thumbs and rolls eyes innocently*

Okay, ya caught me…I am already working on it! But like this story, I won’t start to post until I have most of the story finished, so nah!