Maybe Baby

Brady and Mimi Saga

Chapter One

Mimi stood in the corner of the elevator watching the numbers change as it ascended to each floor, rapidly approaching the Black penthouse. With each floor that passed her by Mimi became all the more unsettled, her stomach feeling as though she would lose her breakfast at any moment. But, as much as she dreaded stepping foot into that penthouse right now, she had no other choice. She and Belle had planned this weekend shopping excursion weeks ago. Why disappoint Belle, she thought, she had nothing to do with the recent events that would change her life forever.

The elevator doors opened revealing the Black doorway just a few short feet ahead. Mimi's eyes were peeled to the door, if she had the right powers she was certain she'd be able to burn a hole right through its core.

Wringing her hands, she took a deep breath and finally stepped off the elevator, watching the doors close behind her. She silently wondered if this was really a good idea as she approached the door, prepped to knock.

"Just relax," She told herself. "He probably isn't even here." "What would an active guy like him be doing home on a Saturday morning?" He's probably playing basketball with Shawn and Philip." She smiled, feeling fully satisfied that she had convinced herself of that very probability.

After a quick knock, Mimi heard feet quickly descending the stairs, making their way to the door. "Geesh, Belle it's only me," Mimi greeted with laughter when Belle opened the door.

"You'd think I were Shawn or something as fast as you took those stairs," she smirked sneaking past Belle into the penthouse living area.

Belle stared after her for a moment before finally shutting the door. "Well, good morning to you to Meem's," she mocked, taking a place beside Mimi on the couch.

"I'm sorry." "Good morning Belle." Mimi smiled, quickly and happily noting no one else seemed to be around.

"Now that's a little more like it Meem's," Belle jokingly nudged Mimi's shoulder.

"Now are you ready to do some serious shopping?" Belle's eyes practically spun at the mere mention of the word.

Mimi laughed at her friend's enthusiasm. She had never met anyone who experienced quite so much joy at the simplest of things and doubted she ever would again.

Mimi rested her purse on her knees and happily retrieved her funds, fanning her Visa and MasterCard before Belle's now saucer-like eyes.

"Now what do you think, Miss Black?" she laughed.

Taking a deep breath Belle jumped from her seat excitedly, "I'm thinking… what are we waiting for!" "Let me go get my coat!" She squeaked darting up the stairs before Mimi could comment.

Mimi turned watching her run like a squirrel avoiding traffic. Shaking her head she turned ahead, relaxing back in the chair she put her credit cards back in her purse.

"I think I'm gonna just rest my eyes for a minute, this butt-crack of dawn stuff is for the birds," she sighed laying her head back and closing her eyes.

No sooner than she began too relax she heard someone approaching, with her eyes remained closed she spoke, "God Belle, you have way to much energy," She chuckled.

"That she does." Brady agreed, perching just above her, leaning against the back of the couch.

Mimi's breath caught in her throat at the realization, her eyes snapping open to reveal the person she'd been trying to avoid for the last 3 weeks, looking down on her.

"Brady!" she spat out in a somewhat frightened tone.

"Yep, the one and only." He smiled down on her before coming around to sit next to her.

Mimi sat up and scooted back against the arm of the chair, hoping to keep some distance between the two of them. "I-I-I um, wasn't expecting to see you here," she stammered out.

Brady turned toward her putting his arm on the back of the couch, resting his head on the back of his hand; "I gathered that." She had been avoiding him since it happened. To be perfectly honest he made a habit of not showing up where he knew she would be, as well. He wasn't ready for the discussion that would inevitably follow a meeting.

But, he realized that no amount of waiting was gonna make things easier and it was certainly not going to erase what happened between the two of them. It was time, for the 'what's', why's, how's, and the what's next to be discussed. And he figured now was as good a time as any.

"Meem's, I think it's about time you and I had a talk," he began.

As he began to talk heck before he even said a word, the breakfast that had threatened to make its reappearance began to again churn in her stomach. Suddenly becoming much more than a threat, Mimi placed her hand over her mouth, leapt over the couch and dashed up the stairs to the penthouse bathroom.

Belle was on her way down stairs when Mimi nearly knocked her over and just as she had regained her footing Brady to, flew passed her.

"What in the world is going on here?" she said aloud to no one in particular watching after them.

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