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He felt guilt.
He couldn’t find any other word then guilt at this moment.
In another world, another time and in another world, the words “I’m pregnant” would have been such a cause for celebration. Instead, it caused Alan to stare at his neighbour, doing everything he could not to break down and cry as she held the pregnancy test to her chest. Jurassic Park was hard on all of them, but Alan struggled communicating his feelings and emotions with those he was close with. It was the reason Ellie walked away, after the continuous fighting and lack of communication between the two of them creating tension between them in public and at work. Even with all the fighting, if Ellie had uttered those words, it would be a blessing and maybe the push Alan needed earlier to get the support he needed. Instead, it was the right words that were said, but the wrong place, time and woman standing in front of him.
"Come here" he whispered, pulling her into a hug.
They both held onto each other, the emotions evident in their hug. "I hate to ask this, but…. Is it….."
"Alan, I haven’t been with anyone in four months besides you, and I’m only eight weeks along. The baby is yours, I’m so sorry."
Brushing her red hair away from her face to wipe the tears away, Alan couldn’t help but say, "Well Jules, it takes two of us to be in this situation. It’s not just your fault, I’m responsible too. But what do we do from here? I’ll support any decision you make."
That was eight months ago. Jules had just delivered their baby girl only a few weeks ago and he woke up on a Sunday morning to a note on the dresser.
Alan,
I’m so sorry to do this. It has nothing to do with you, or our baby. I’ll always have both of you in my hearts, but I need to leave. Being a mother, pretending to be a housewife just isn’t for me. The dig sites, it wasn’t what I signed up for. The night we got together was for a night for us to forget, and maybe find ourselves. Instead, I became a mother when I realize I was never ready for it. It’s not fair on either of you if I feel this way. I want both of you to grow, and Alan I wouldn’t trust anyone else with her but you.
Please tell her I love her as she continues to grow, encourage that strong-willed and fighting personality she’s already showing. Show her the world, allow her to follow her dreams and aspirations, like I am right now.
I need to do this for all of us. You can be mad, angry and upset right now. But this is what’s best for all of us. She deserves to be loved and know that she’s loved, and never question if she was a mistake or not.
Love,
Jules
At that moment, Alan Grant realized he was a single parent, a single parent to the most perfect child. And that alone scared him. If he couldn't commit to children with the woman he loved, how was he going to do this as a dad on his own?