Waiting.
To Isabelle it seemed like she was always waiting for something or someone. Being a naturally patient person, she didn't have a problem with waiting for things or people. Unless she was waiting for a stupid reason like the time Colby made her stand outside for an hour with Kevin because he got a new couch and wash sure on how he wanted to show it to her. That upset her.
But this was something major to wait on. Something that would change her and Colby's lives in the best way since they got married. Although the thought of being a mother terrified her, all Colby wanted was to have a baby and she wanted to have his children. She was certain that she'd fall into being a mother quickly and it wouldn't be a big deal.
The beeping on the bathroom counter beside her pulled her attention from the wall in front of her. It was safe to say that she was nervous, a common feeling for Isabelle. This would be the fourth time that she had taken a pregnancy test since she and Colby got married six months ago and every other time she had taken the test it read negative. Isabelle didn't want to disappoint Colby a fourth time, and she knew that he was on the other side of the door waiting for whatever result was to come. She knew that he would love her regardless, but she'd still feel bad if she wasn't pregnant.
Colby sat up from where he was laying on the bed when he heard the bathroom door open. He knew by the look on her face that it was another negative test, and he was quick to stand and pull her into a hug. He knew that she was blaming herself, because that's what Isabelle did. If something happened, it was automatically her fault until he could prove otherwise.
"I'm sorry, Colby." Isabelle whispered into his neck, holding him tightly in fear that he'd leave.
"Don't be sorry, Isabelle. This is a team effort and we'll just have to try harder. Trying is the fun part, anyways." Colby tried cheering her up, rubbing soothing circles on her back beneath her shirt.
"What if we can't?"
"Then we'll adopt. Nothing is going to stop us from having a family, Izzy. Not if I can help it." Colby assured, Isabelle looking up to see that determined light in his chocolate brown eyes that she loved so much. "We can do this. I'll get on the google machine and we'll figure all this out."
"The google machine? What are you, seventy?" Isabelle asked with a smile, letting Colby wipe her tears away with his thumb.
"There's my girl. I love you, Isabelle."
"I love you, too, Colby."
"So no baby?" Natalie asked and Isabelle shook her head with a sigh as they walked around backstage.
"No baby." Isabelle confirmed, stopping to snap a couple pictures of Tamina. "I'm beginning to wonder if it's not our timing, but maybe that it's something wrong with me."
"Have you suggested that to Colby?"
"I don't want him to get all smothery like he tends to get when I'm afraid that there's something wrong with me." The younger woman mumbled, avoiding Natalie' disappointed gaze as they continued down the hall.
"Isabelle, as much as I know you don't like his tendency to smother, you have to tell him and give your suggestions. That is your husband and marriage is a team sport especially in sickness and in health."
"Alright, I'll talk to him about it tonight. Y'know, unless he wants to try again tonight. Then I'll have to bring it up in the morning." Isabelle couldn't help but wink at Natalie, knowing that the blonde found humor in Colby's libido. Sure enough, Natalie let out a laugh and waved obnoxiously at Jon and Colby as they rounded the corner. Isabelle couldn't help but laugh as well when Colby waved while jumping up and down excitedly.
Isabelle knew that she had a life to be envied; a wonderful husband, great friends, and an amazing job. But all she really wanted was a baby.
A/N: I know this chapter was short, but they'll get longer once I get the ball rolling. I probably won't be updating as frequently as I updated You Had Me At Hello(which you should read if you haven't already), but I should update at least once a week.
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