Trying to Get to You

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Few people knew the actual reason why Lilian Garcia had gone away.

She quit wrestling to have a baby.

After many months of discussion, Lilian and her girlfriend, Trish Stratagias had agreed she'd be the 'incubator'. She could afford to take time off of work. She wouldn't have crazed fans trying to figure out where she was. So, two insemination attempts later, she was pregnant.

"Hi, you've reached Lilian and Trish. We're not in right now. Leave a message and we'll get back to you," the answering machine chirped. Lilian groaned, gently rubbing her belly. She knew it was Trish, but with the way she felt, she didn't want to get up.

"Lil, pick up. I know you're probably on the couch. Pick up, Sweetie. Come on, push yourself." Trish Stratagias-Garcia, Lilian's girlfriend said.

Struggling to her feet, Lilian waddled over to the phone. Why did she have to get up? Didn't Trish realize that at nine months along, Lilian hated getting up? It was a struggle. Besides, she could barely walk. Each step she took made her waddle and she hated waddling.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Babe!"

"Trisha! When are you coming home?"

"Late Tuesday afternoon. Why?"

"I miss you. So does Baby,"

"Put the phone to your belly,"

Feeling foolish, Lilian set the phone on her bare belly. Gazing down at the stretched skin marred with pale pink stretch marks, she could only sign. Once the baby sprung to life, she smirked, utterly amazed by the tiny movement.

"Trisha?"

"Yes?"

"What did you tell Baby?"

"To be good, that I love him/her and to try and wait to be born until I get home because Mama wants to be there to see him/her take her/his first breath,"

"I hope you make it home in time, Sweetheart."

"So do I, My Love"

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Trish struggled not to cry as she spoke to her pregnant girlfriend. She missed Lilian like crazy. Did they need money so badly that she had to be overseas during such a crucial time? What if she missed the birth?

"Love you,"

"Love you, too,"

"Are you crying?"

"Yeah, damn hormones,"

"Don't cry,"

"Why?"

"Because you're going to make me cry,"

"Bye,"

"Bye," Trish hung up.

Trish was in England. As much as she had not wanted to take the booking, it had brought in alot of money. With a baby on the way, she couldn't risk somehow losing their health insurance, even if both of them had substantial bank accounts.

Her biggest fear was that Lilian would go into labor and deliver alone.

"How's Lilian?" Torrie Gruner, her best friend asked. Trish jerked her head up, struggling to hide the fact she was crying.

"She misses me," Trish replied, wiping her eyes on the corner of her sleeve. "God, Tor, I am so afraid of missing the birth,"

"I'm praying for you," Torrie murmured.

Trish hated to admit it but she was spaced out. The only thing on her mind was Lilian. Was she alright? Was she having contractions? Would she be able to handle labor if the baby decided to come BEFORE Trish could get there?

Leaving the restaurant, Trish took a walk. It was already dark. The stars were out, in huge numbers. She had never seen them so bright before. She didn't believe in childish nonsense, but maybe this once…

Pausing, she noticed one star shining brighter than the rest. She found herself drifting back to a child's fun.

"Star wonder, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, Have this wish I wish tonight," she murmured. "I wish I can be there for the birth of our baby,"

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Rewrite, w/ the pairing chosen specifically for Katy…

JenLea

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