You're going to do wonderful. I just know it. And then we are going to celebrate everything. All at once. One big crazy event.
Penn. This thing that you two have, even before you add baby into the mix, it is worth fighting for. It's important because it's important to you. To both of you. And okay, so no, it wasn't exactly what either of you were planning. But neither was your whole connection in the first place. Fate decided and set things into motion. Yes, I'm aware. I'm a nerd who believes in silly things like Fate and Destiny and all that crazy stuff. But you really can't deny that there was a higher power at work there. I mean, look around. How many people throw caution to the wind on a regular basis and don't get pregnant? How many are overly cautious because they don't think they're ready and then find that test coming back positive?
And while it may be too soon to talk about forever, it is never too soon to talk about love, you weirdo. Some people fall in love the minute they meet a person. I mean, god - some people marry someone after a weekend and they stay together for the rest of their lives. We don't always get to control that. But whatever. I'm rambling like some dorky schoolgirl. The fact is Chase is your family now. Chase and the baby (who is so going to be spoiled, by the way, because Auntie Mandie is already ready to go baby shopping) - they're...home, in a way. I know that probably makes no sense. But I don't think you're going to have to worry. I don't think Chase is going to run. And I don't think, in the long run, she'll resent you. You two are about to take on one hell of an adventure.
Deep breaths, Penn. It's going to be fine. You want to be with her - be with her. Maybe I'm not seeing all of the angles, but in my head, it really is just that simple for the two of you. Let the guards down and go. It's going to be okay.