Chapter99

* Heather's POV; I looked at what I'd just thrown up before flushing it away. I rinsed my mouth and returned into the office where I sat down, thinking. The medicine I took was not of great help apparently. And then, I thought of what Shirley had said. It'd disturbed me the whole night. What if she was right? What if I was pregnant? My eyes watered. Oh no. How would Sheridan react? Like many other guys, he might refuse it. It was too early and unexpected to have a kid, right? I didn't even want to think of it because it made me feel horrible. But I had to know. Slowly, I opened my bag and took out the kit, my heart beating faster than usual. It was now or never. I had to know. It was better. If I didn't try, I would be disturbed and not at peace. With shaky hands, I stood up with the test kit and headed for my toilets. * Ace's POV: Everything went on fine. My part of the story was written down and the videos were taken to be watched and studied. I was soon free to go back to the office. I met sheriff Bates and shook hands with him. "Thank you so much, sheriff." "Don't thank me, son. It's a pleasure. If those videos you brought have enough proof, then be sure both murderers will be arrested as soon as possible." "The videos have everything. Thank you so much once again." "You're welcome. Always a pleasure to help." * Heather's POV: I walked into the office with swollen eyes. I collapsed on my seat like a sack of potatoes. With shaky hands, I picked my phone up and called Shirley, telling her everything.  She advised me to talk with Ace. * Ace's POV: I returned to the office in a very good mood. I sat down and laughed to myself. Christina's end was near. I served myself some whisky and began to drink. Suddenly, Heather entered my office. I sat up, staring at her. Her eyes were swollen red like she'd been crying, she was pale and looked anxious. Very nervous too. She approached my table, without even looking at me once. Her eyes on her intermingled fingers. I stood up, worried and walked to her. "Heather? What is it??" I asked, a little panicked. She raised her eyes and looked at me. "We need to talk. I have to tell you something." I frowned, in confusion and slight fear. "What is it?" Heather's POV: I didn't even know where to start from. "I– I don't have belly worms. I'm perfectly okay," I stuttered. "Uh, okay?" he looked at me confused. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I then opened them and spoke. "We're three in this office." He seemed even more confused. "Huh?" he looked around, "Heather, what is it? What do you mean?" I stared at him and he held my face, not understanding what was wrong with me. "Heather, what the fuck is wrong?" he asked, staring straight into my eyes. I didn't speak but just stared back. He looked at me and all of a sudden, the worried expression on his face turned to surprise. He let go off my face and his eyes dropped to my stomach. "You're pregnant," he stated in a low voice. Almost a whisper. If I could disappear, I would. "Sweetheart, are you?" he asked. I swallowed and slightly nodded my head. His eyes grew wide and he stepped back, leaning against his table in surprise. "Oh my gawd," he whispered. "Sheridan, I– I know it's unexpected and shocking but I–" "I'm gonna have a child?" he asked with wide eyes. I was scared. "Yes. I'm so sorry–" "I'm gonna have a baby??" he asked in a louder voice, causing me to jump. I stared at him and to my surprise, a broad smile spread across his face. "I'm gonna have a baby! Oh my gawd, this is wonderful!" he stood up happily. I was dumbfounded and lost. "What? You're not angry?" I asked, lost. "Why should I??" he grabbed me and hugged me tight, "Oh my gawd, I'm so happy! I love you!" I couldn't believe my ears. "You want to– to keep the baby?" I asked, against his chest. He immediately broke the hug, a frown on his face. "You don't wanna keep our baby??" he asked, eyes wide. "I– no, not that. Of course I want to but I thought you'd be furious and–" "Furious? Furious? Heather, are you kidding me?" he laughed,  "Are you sure you know me?" I was speechless. "Love," he whispered and kissed my forehead, "Let me tell you what's in you right now. It's a mixture of both of us. It's the product of our love. Why in this world, would I refuse it? Who do you take me for?" I looked at the handsome man in front of me. Tears filled my eyes and a smile drew itself on my lips. Why had I been so scared? I felt ridiculous all of a sudden. "I'm sorry," I happily wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tight and sobbing against his chest, a smile on my face. He held me back and kissed my head. "You don't know how happy I am right now. I love you," he held my chin and made me look up at him. "I love you too." He smiled, wiped my tears away and soon his lips were on mine. The joy I felt at that moment was inexplicable. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with all my heart.