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Date Posted: Friday, September 14, 11:05:57pm
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's message, "Priority Mail 486+" on Friday, September 14, 11:04:29pm
“I’m pregnant,” Nikita announced as she got to the table where Walter was sipping coffee, waiting for them. Michael looked at Nikita’s face as the smile grew broader. Since she said it in the park, Nikita had told three other people. But now this was Walter that she was telling.
And he almost choked on his coffee.
Michael couldn’t help it, he started to chuckle. It was such a dramatic turn around and Nikita looked at him with a chuckle herself. “It’s so… liberating… celebratory to say it… to let people know that I’m going to have my husband’s baby.”
Walter shook his head as Nikita bounced up and down into Michael’s arms. Michael laughed as he looked at Walter’s shocked face. “That’s why we were coming to meet you…”
“Well damn, Sugar… I’m happy for you,” Walter finally found words as he got up and extended his arms and Nikita hugged him. Walter laughed and looked at the table. “Can you sit down and talk a bit or are you too excited? Did you just find out or something? Confirmed?”
“It’s been confirmed for a while,” Nikita spoke as she looked at the table, Michael worried that now Nikita would regret telling Walter. But then she looked at Michael. “My gosh… I’ve been a bitch about all of this… being so… solemn… so scared…”
“It can be scary,” Michael replied and Nikita shook her head. “But… I wasn’t thinking of anything else but that… and I’m growing a combination of us… and I don’t even care that I had morning sickness this morning… I’d do that every morning… to have another baby… another part of us… one that I can have… like a normal woman…”
“I sure hope that you have a baby like a woman has a baby,” Walter exclaimed as he winked at Nikita. Nikita laughed and touched his hand. “Oh, Walter… you don’t understand…”
Nikita looked at Michael with a cringe. “I have been like a pod person, right? Like… I wasn’t all there… I was so caught up… and scared… I don’t know how you even got me thru that night… and how much I scared you… and for what? To say that I was scared… but I know that it’s right to be scared… parents should always be scared…”
“Kita… it’s ok,” Michael chuckled as he brushed Nikita’s hair off of her face. She took his hand and kissed it. “I don’t ever want to be like that pod person again… I mean, I was almost... paralyzed with fear… and Ellie must have been horrified…”
“Oh, pregnancy hormones are going to be fun,” Walter rolled his eyes as he looked at Michael with a compassionate look. It was clear that Nikita was on a good swing right now.
“Pregnancy hormones?” Beatrice inquired as she arrived at the table. Nikita started to nod her head up and down. “Yep… Michael and I are going to have another baby.”
“Congratulations,” Beatrice replied as Walter slid over so she could sit down. “Is this new news?”
“No,” Michael swung his head. Beatrice pointedly stared at Michael. “You should have called me sooner.”
“I was being stubborn… I wouldn’t tell anyone… and then I held this baby… and it felt… ok…” Nikita started to ramble and then she giggled into Michael’s arm. “How did you put up with me like that?”
“Because I love you,” Michael kissed Nikita’s nose. That was when the waitress arrived with menus. Nikita swallowed and looked around the table. “No French Toast.”
“Its lunch,” Walter pointed to the menu and Nikita shrugged her shoulders. “Still doesn’t matter, ok?”
The group quickly ordered and Beatrice looked across the table at Nikita. “It’s been a difficult time.”
“I think that’s in the past…” Nikita shrugged her shoulders. Michael took Nikita’s hand and moved his head from side to side. “Kita… I think you should listen to Beatrice for a bit on this.”
“Yeah, Sugar… you are all over the place right now… it’s like you are some strange mix of Rainbow Bright, Smurfette and Mighty Mouse… so I think you need to listen to us on this,” Walter pointed out and Beatrice glared at him. “What?”
“Hyper,” Walter shrugged his shoulders and Beatrice rolled her eyes. Walter wasn’t helping. “I just think… you are going to have lots of ups and downs… and that is normal for any mother to be…. But I think maybe we need to set a steady date and time to talk… and you will need to talk.”
Nikita leaned back and folded her arms across her chest. “Maybe before today… but I don’t think so.”
“Beatrice might be able to help out with how Sabina handles things… and how that makes you feel,” Michael suggested.
“We didn’t decide to have this baby because Sabina wanted us to have one,” Nikita snapped as she frowned. “This is because we wanted to have a baby… and actually, you knew what I wanted without me knowing what I wanted… so this isn’t about what Sabina wants.”
“Yikes,” Walter muttered underneath his breathe as he sipped some coffee. Michael was going to be on a bumpy road.
Beatrice exhaled and nodded her head slightly up and down. “I don’t doubt that at all… but I think you are so defensive because in ways you think others might think that you did this for Sabina.”
“I know that I give her a lot of what she wants… but I didn’t do this for her… and Sabina doesn’t need to know how… hard it was for me to let this happen… and how scared…” Nikita turned her head as her eyes started to fill with tears. Michael rubbed her shoulders and softly sighed. “It’s ok, Kita…”
“People… will think… I did… or… that I’m trying to make memories… that I didn’t have…” Nikita looked at Michael and blinked her eyes. “Move.”
“What?”
“I need to go to the bathroom,” Nikita pushed at his arms. Michael stood up and he saw Nikita’s face turning a bit ashen. Then she dashed towards the back and Michael followed behind.
“Oh dear,” Beatrice commented and Walter looked at Beatrice. “I’m happy for them.”
“Oh, I’m happy for them too,” Beatrice confirmed as she looked at where they had ran off to. “She is going to need all of us.”
“Mothers always need more people. We are all here for her.”
“This is going to be rough, Walter. Sabina is so special and there are things that Nikita wasn’t able to experience during that pregnancy… and she has to be wondering on some level if this child will be as intelligent… and Nikita never gives herself enough credit….” Beatrice trailed off as she shook her head from side to side. “Oh dear.”
“Maybe you need to move in with them,” Walter shrugged his shoulders. “I just have to be the happy grandfather… so No way am I changing that role with you.”
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