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The day was growing old, with the sun beginning it's hazy decent towards the water when the bright orange Lamborghini came into view. There wouldn't many more nice days left before the crisp winds of fall blew in, with winter's screaming vengeance nipping at it's heels. Sway had never been a big fan of those months...it meant garaging her baby to protect it from the damage caused by salted roads, and being forced to drive something a tad less flashy. 'Less flashy' back in the day often meant selecting one of the 4x4s from the fleet of vehicles they'd seemed to keep around the place...often very souped up 4x4s at that. She'd been particularly fond of an old 65 Chevy of which Toby had found rotting in someone's field and then worked his magic on. It had turned into a pretty beast, painted a flashy black and orange with a 6.5" lift and a 427ci big block...and the 38 inch tires had sure never left her stuck in the snow. A small smile formed on her lips as she reminisced on those days, pulling the key from the silenced 'guini. She wasn't exactly sure what she'd be driving this winter...she hadn't quite picked out a new toy. And after the news she'd found out that day...whatever it was would have to have a little room inside. Even still, she'd be damned if she was caught driving a minivan...or worse, a station wagon! She glanced at her phone to scan for messages before getting out of the car and locking it up. She wasn't straying far from the orange machine, but as a former car thief herself, she wasn't about to take chances. Casting a quick glance towards the road, she slipped off her heels, enjoying the warmth of the sand on her feet as she walked towards the water. She'd called Amir when she'd left the doctor's office, asking him to meet her at the beach, stressing that everything was fine and she just wanted to enjoy the sunset with him. Finding an excuse to get out of the house hadn't been much of a problem. She'd been irritable as hell and sick as a dog for weeks, and simply told him she needed a 'girl's day' all by her lonesome--time to shop, maybe pick up some mods for the 'guini...that kind of thing. As for the little home pregnancy test she'd taken? It was concealed at the bottom of the trashcan. That had been the hardest part of the whole thing, really. Being sick and moody had concerned her...but when it dragged on, she grew suspect to the fact that there was something bigger wrong with her than a simple flu bug combined with a little stress. She'd been terrified to let herself hope for what was the most logical reason for such change in her health...after all, she wasn't the young twenty something year old she'd once been when her first pregnancy had occurred. The possibility of a negative result had been almost too much for her bear...but she'd had to be sure. And when the two little pink lines had appeared? Well, shit...she'd forgotten how to breathe as she stood staring at the plastic contraption. Then, the tears had begun...which had really been a predicament, considering Amir was in the next room and she'd have no way of hiding the evidence of her spilled emotions. Luckily, she'd been able to pass it off as a side effect of her irritability. She'd made an appointment for that following Monday, and had gone through the weekend with a little flutter of excitement she'd been too scared to nurture. The doctor had confirmed her suspicions. She was six or seven weeks pregnant. A miracle, really...the accident of a decade ago that had resulted in the loss of their first baby had damaged her. Hell, she'd even been told it wasn't likely she'd conceive again. She'd relayed the information to her doctor, and she was assured that everything looked good thus far but she'd be monitored closely to ensure a successful pregnancy. Then, and only then, had she allowed her heart to fully accept the truth of her condition....to fully fall in love with the little life within her. She hadn't been able to wait to get out of the clinic so she could call Amir. She hadn't even had to think about the way in which she'd share the news with him. It had just seemed right to tell him here on the beach. She'd stood here once before...a scared young girl just barely out of her teenage years, with the baby of a young man she'd barely known but had loved fiercely growing in her womb. She could still remember her panic as she'd stood there on the beach, looking into those icy pools and searching for the courage to tell him she was pregnant. She'd been convinced he would turn tail, that it would be too much too quick. It had barely been six weeks that they had even known each other! Nothing could have prepared her for the way in which he did react, however. He'd asked her to marry him, right then and there. She'd agreed without an ounce of hesitation, and had never looked back. She hadn't been sure of much back then...but she'd known she wanted him, for as long as he'd let her have him. The years had stolen time from that young girl, leaving an older, more mature woman in it's wake. A woman who had lost her first love and her first baby to the cruel hand of fate. A woman who had never lost that single desire of her youth...even when the fog of her mind had threatened to erase her past. Amir was the path her life was meant to take...and there was nothing that would take that from her. Their story had proven that. She stood at the water's edge, closing her eyes as she let herself fall back to those memories, face turned toward the warmth of the setting sun. A single tear trekked down her cheek...a tear that contained no sadness, no pain. The time for those things had passed. It was finally time to move on, to tuck the past in a safe place in her heart and turn fearlessly to the future that awaited. She couldn't wait to take Amir's hand and jump headfirst into the new life that had opened before them. ______________________________ I ain't takin' shit off no one Baby that was yesterday I'm an all American rebel Making my big getaway Yeah you know it's time I gotta fly  IMSA Lamborghini Murcielago GTR Spyder | |