She never takes this long.

I looked up when the doctor came into the room ahead of Dante. Pulling the sheet up over me, I tucked my hair behind my ears. "I really am feeling much better. I wouldn't mind some milk though."

"I'll get you some milk and leave Doctor Jensen with you." I told her before turning and walking off to give them privacy and get her milk.

I shook my head, and knew Dante wanted me to be honest with the doctor, even if I didn't want to be. I told him what had happened and he asked he if he could examine me. I said he could and laid back to relax.

After getting her glass of milk, I came upstairs and saw the doctor packing up. "What's wrong with her doctor?" He looked between me and Bianca. "Do you want me to say it in front of him?" He asked her.

I couldn't speak. I was speechless, literally. I didn't believe it. I couldn't believe it. How could it be possible. I only nodded my head and the doctor looked back to Dante. "She's pregnant, Mr. Castellano. Congratulations!"

I found myself smiling from the second he said it. "Thank you, Doctor. I trust this will be left between us three." He nodded and let himself out. I set her milk down and walked over and grabbed Bianca, kissing her deeply. "God, I love you so much!"

I was in shock, more from this news than from Dante finding me passed out on the bathroom floor. "I love you, Dante." I didn't know if I could believe what I was just told, what we were. How could I?

I pulled back, staring at her face. "You're having our baby.." I touched her stomach smiling brightly. "I.. can't believe this!"

"Neither can I," I whispered, closing my eyes. I remembered how things were when I told him about Angel. I hadn't wanted to be a mother back then, not at that time, and now that I did want to be, I was afraid to believe it was even true.

"Tammy can have a brother or sister.. and we.. we can finally be a complete family." I leaned down, kissing her stomach till something hit me. "Bianca.." I sat up slowly. "How.. far.. along are you?" I swallowed roughly.

"He said I'd have to go into a doctor's office to make sure, but he said I wasn't much more than a month, five weeks tops."

"Oh, god.." I rubbed my forehead hard. "Bianca.. this means.. the baby.. might.. not.. be.. mine."

"What!" Now that night I told him about Angel was really coming back to haunt me. I thought he questioned my loyalty then, this time he was saying it outright. "Of course its yours, I wouldn't--" But then I remembered. "Jules..." I closed my eyes tightly, trapping the tears there. "Dante, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."