Sorry this is so short. I really didn't know what to write. The second half of this part will come in a few days. Hope you like it anyway.

All I Never Wanted Part 6a

Andy walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where her children were eating breakfast. Two weeks after her fall, she and her baby were still in great health. Her rib was still sore sometimes, but it was healing nicely.

"Morning, troops," she greeted happily. Putting her briefcase on the chair, she walked over to the coffee pot without thinking. She barely got the coffee poured into her cup when Jessie came up behind her and took it away.

"Nope," she said, dumping the coffee into the sink. "No caffeine." She walked over to the fridge and took out the milk, jiggling it. "Milk." Jessie poured the milk into a glass and handed it to her mother. Then she put the rest of the milk back in the fridge.

Andy laughed and shook her head. "I thought I was the doctor around here."

Sitting back down in her chair at the table, Jessie answered, "Then you know it's bad for the baby, and you shouldn't have even poured that."

Andy rolled her eyes. "You know, you're learning a lot in that child development class at school."

"Isn't that what is supposed to happen at school," Jessie asked, trying not to reveal that she was being sarcastic. Andy just smiled at her.

After a few seconds, Andy turned to Corrina, who was making more pancakes. "Don't forget that Jessie has a dentist appointment after school. After that, Lizzy has..." Andy stopped as she felt a flutter in her stomach. The girls looked up at her, and Corrina gave her a quizzical look. Looking down, she placed her hand where she felt it.

"Mom, what?" Lizzy asked. Without saying anything, Andy walked over to her daughter and took her hand.

"Can you feel that?" she asked, holding Lizzy's hand to her abdomen.

"Is that the baby?" Andy just smiled and nodded as Lizzy's eyes lit up in amazement. Jessie squealed in excitement through a mouthful of pancakes. Reaching across the table, she put her hand where Lizzy's had been.

"Oh, my god," she giggled after she swallowed her food.

"Remember when Lizzy kicked, Jess?" Andy asked, thinking back twelve years.

Jessie went back to eating her breakfast and answered, "I do actually. I thought it was just as amazing then as I do now, even though I couldn't truly appreciate it then."

"Who are you, and what have you done to my daughter?" Andy joked, amazed at how grown up and sweet Jessie was acting.

Jessie chuckled and replied, "It's just now I know how daddy felt when he felt us kick." Lizzy saw the look on her mother's face turn from joy to sadness.

"Jessie!" she snapped at her sister through clenched teeth.

"What?" Jessie asked, not sure what she had done. After a few seconds, it came to her. Placing a hand on her mother's arm, she quietly said, "Mom, I….I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…." Andy cut her off by a shake of her head.

"It's okay," she assured her daughter, kissing her on the head. Fighting back the tears, Andy turned and walked upstairs to her room. Jessie looked to Lizzy and then to Corrina. Sighing, she wiped her mouth with the napkin, getting up from the table and walking up the stairs as well.

When she reached her mother's room, she found her sitting on the edge of the bed with the phone in her hand. She stood there and watched her for a second, and then she slowly walked over to the bed, taking the phone from Andy.

"Mom," Jessie whispered, hanging up the phone. She sat down on the bed and put her arm around the crying Andy. When Andy flinched, resisting her touch, she said, "Mom, it's okay." Andy laid her head on her daughter's shoulder and let her tears quietly fall. Jessie stroked her hair, trying to calm her. After a few seconds more, she quietly asked," Were you gonna call Dad?"

Andy lifted her head and wiped her tears. "No." She paused, starting to cry again. "But I wanted to!" Her last statement came out in a scream. Jessie pulled her mother close again, blushing the back of her had with the palm of her hand, just like Andy had done for her on many occasions.

Sighing, Jessie said, "Mom, you don't want Dad. You want Milo." Deep down, Andy knew her daughter was right. She did want Milo. She wanted him to tell her it was going to be okay, just like he used to do.

"I miss him so much. I may have been tough as a soldier before, but I can't do it anymore!" Andy admitted. "Why does it still hurt so much! Why do I always have to do things alone!" Jessie gently rocked her mother, and tears welled in her own eyes as she listened to the strongest woman she knew fall apart.

"You're not alone, Mom. I promise. I'm right here….always."