Hey guys! Sorry this update is a few days late, I head back to school soon so life's getting pretty crazy. The update schedule should resume, which might mean two chapters this week ;) (maybe)
Thank you all for your kind reviews once again!
As always, I don't own Cars, and any characters not in the franchise seen in this story are mine!
Enjoy!
A week later, while Cassie was taking a much desired nap, Siddeley decided that it was time to take the chance and ask for the help and advice he needed. He called the one other person he knew that would help him in his moment of uncertainty:
His mother.
As the phone began to ring, he remembered that he and Cassie hadn't told either of their parents about the baby. He quickly pressed the button to stop the call. He had no idea what it do; it seemed as if everything left him stumped.
'If I tell her, there's no doubt that she'll tell Dad, and then Lottie and Andy. Then when we actually tell them, she'd have told the whole family!' Siddeley thought to himself. 'I'll have to tell her either way, so I guess I'll give it a shot.'
He pressed the button again and re-entered the voice command. Soon, his mother's voice came over the phone.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey, Mum."
"Oh, Siddeley! It's so nice to hear from you! You really should call more often, dear–"
"Mum, I called two weeks ago."
"Oh, don't be silly. How are you? How's Cassie doing?"
"I'm alright, she's well. It's–"
"When can I expect grandchildren?"
"Mum! Grandchildren?"
"I have a right to know, Siddeley, I am your mother."
Siddeley sighed, gently shaking his front. "Never mind that, Mum. I called because, well, I need help."
"You called just the right person, then! What seems to be troubling you?"
"I...I'm not really supposed to tell you this but...Cassie's pregnant." He winced, awaiting her inevitable response.
"What was that you said? Cassie's..." She gasped. "PREGNANT?!"
"Shh! Mum, you need to-"
"Oh, this is wonderful! I was praying that this day would come! I knew there would always be a reason to ask!"
"Mum, please, keep in mind you're not supposed to know yet."
"Oh, right! Sorry!" She quieted down. "But, I don't quite understand, dear. What do you need help with?"
"I need to know how to handle all of this."
Miranda sounded perplexed. "How do you mean?"
"I want to be able to help Cassie in any way I can, I'm just...not quite sure how to approach this."
"Oh, Siddeley, it's normal to feel nervous and uncertain with your first baby! Now, listen closely; each step is important. The first step is to be there for her when she needs you, which may become more frequent as the months go by. Cassie may be very independent, and will still attempt to do everything on her own. However, she's not going to stay the same size forever, Siddeley. Once she hits six months, her flying will be restricted, as it could be very dangerous for her and the baby. You'll have to be the one to go shopping when it's needed."
"Oh, that's sounds easy enough-"
"I'm not finished. I don't want you to be caught by surprise, even though you still might; watch out for her mood swings, and especially her cravings when they hit. The cravings need to be satisfied so she doesn't become sick. They can strike at any time, and that includes the dead of night."
"I'm sure her mood swings won't be too bad, she's not usually a moody person. She lets me know how she's feeling, normally."
"That doesn't mean anything, Siddeley. Her hormones are all out of order, so everything about her may be different at times."
"Okay..." As he thought about it, he became more worried for the coming months. He hoped that Cassie's raging hormones wouldn't cause an all out war between them. He made a mental note to hold back his anger if she snapped at him. If he reacted, she would too.
"And Siddeley, this is a very big if; but if the doctor has deemed her unsafe to fly for whatever reason, make sure you two schedule home visits with her regular doctor."
He nodded. "Yes, of course."
As Siddeley continued to talk with his mother, Cassie groggily made her way over to him. She greeted him with a light nudge and lowered on her landing gear next to him.
"Take care of her, Siddeley, and don't forget to take care of yourself, as well."
"I will, Mum, don't worry."
"I love you."
"I love you, too; bye."
Siddeley pressed the button to end the call and glanced at his wife.
"Awake already, I see. Have a nice nap?"
Cassie nodded contently as she looked at him.
"What did she call about?"
"Oh," Siddeley paused, trying to quickly think of a solution. "She wanted to ask if...we would...join them for dinner!" He smiled nervously.
"Oh! Well, of course! That would be great!" Cassie replied, smiling. "What time?"
"Around, uh, seven or so?"
"This is perfect, Siddeley! We have a great chance to tell them! I'll invite my parents as well!"
"Wonderful! This will be an eventful evening." He said.
Cassie gave a nod, then headed for the kitchen to prepare lunch for herself. Siddeley sighed as she rolled away, silently chastising himself. He had some more phone calls to make.
••••••••
Later that night, Siddeley and Cassie sat at a table outside a café in downtown London, waiting for their parents to arrive. Cassie looked to her husband, a grin spread across her features.
"Siddeley, isn't this exciting?" Her smile dropped when she noticed his nervous demeanor, and she furrowed her brow. "Sid, are you alright?"
He quickly looked at her and nodded. "Yes, love, I'm fine." He flashed a small, closed-lipped smile.
Cassie raised a brow. "Are you quite sure?"
"Absolutely." He looked past her, as if checking for their parents' arrival.
"Siddeley, there's no need to be so nervous. This is exactly what they've been waiting for! They'll be ecstatic, don't worry."
"What about your sister?"
Cassie opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it as she glanced away. Her younger sister hadn't exactly been happy at the idea of Cassie and Siddeley having children; always making a fuss that they would "be too busy" and "shouldn't waste their time".
"Oh," She rolled her eyes. "Forget her. She's only seventeen; she's not the one making the decisions. If she says anything, it'll be her problem, not ours."
Siddeley shrugged as he looked off to the side, smiling as he spotted their families roll toward them. Cassie turned to greet them as well.
"Cassie! Oh, look at you, darling! You're glowing!" Amanda said, greeting her daughter with a nudge.
"She's positively radiant, isn't she?" Miranda added. "Siddeley, you're not looking so bad yourself!"
The silver jet chuckled. "Thanks, Mum."
As they got accustomed at the table and ordered their drinks, Cassie noticed her sister was absent.
"Mum, where's Abigail? I thought I saw her come in with you."
"She's here, she's just in the restroom." Amanda replied.
"Alright, well," Cassie said, looking at Siddeley. "Do you want to, or shall I?"
Siddeley nodded, gently smiling. "You tell them."
"Tell us what?" Michael asked.
Cassie took a deep breath and smiled. "Everyone, I'm pregnant!""
Cassie's parents stared wide eyed at her in response, and nearly everyone at the table was taken aback. Siddeley's younger sister, Lottie, looked at her brother as if not fully grasping what was going on amidst the shock of it all.
"A baby?" She questioned, wanting them to clarify.
Suddenly, a wide grin jumped across Amanda's face as she exclaimed, "A BABY!"
She and Miranda went over to Cassie and embraced her gently, then they both hugged Siddeley, still letting out squeals of excitement. Loads of "congratulations" and laughs followed suit.
"Oh, Cassie! This is the best news yet!" Amanda chirped, nudging her daughter once more as tears brimmed in her eyes.
"Mum! Don't cry! You're going to make me cry!" Cassie chuckled lightly.
"What's all this?" A younger voice said behind them. They turned to face Abigail.
"Isn't this wonderful, Abby? Cassandra and Siddeley are having a baby!" Amanda responded.
Abigail quirked an eyebrow, slightly perturbed. "Mhmm, lovely. And how do you two plan on taking care of it?"
"Abigail." Michael warned.
"What do you mean?" Cassie asked, growing upset.
"Well, not to point out the obvious or anything, but you're very busy, especially since your 'beloved' over here likes to leave you all the time." She furrowed her brows, shooting Siddeley a glare.
"Abigail." Amanda chastised.
"Oi! I, in fact, do not like to leave her for long periods of time! It unfortunately comes with the job!" Siddeley growled, his anger growing.
"I happily accepted that deal when I accepted his proposal! You have no right to say things like that!" Cassie said curtly, trying to hide her growing hurt.
"Now there's two people you'll be leaving behind! How will she manage on her own? She might as well be a single mother at this rate!"
"Abigail! Stop it!" Amanda snapped, looking harshly at her younger daughter.
Abigail quieted and took her place in between Cassie and her mother, her expression still tight.
"If you asked me, I'd tell you to get rid of it while you had the chance." Abigail muttered.
Siddeley caught what she said before anyone else had a time to react. He shot her a hard glare and growled slightly in response, becoming protective of his wife.
"Abigail! That is enough!" Michael barked.
"I'm just giving helpful advice!" Abigail defended.
"Helpful? That's far from-!"
"Siddeley, that won't make the situation any better." James, his father, said.
"Did you hear what she said? I will not sit idly by and let her say things like that to my wife!"
"She's my sister. I can say whatever I want." Abigail retorted.
"No, Abigail, you can't!" Amanda snapped.
Miranda looked at Cassie, who's downcast gaze was fixated on the table.
"Cassie? Are you alright, dear?"
Cassie shook her nose as tears started streaming down. She tried to ignore the growing number of eyes on them as she backed from the table.
"I-I'm gonna g-go to the restroom." She stammered.
Siddeley watched her leave the table. "Cassie, wait!" He tried to follow, but Amanda stopped him.
She sighed. "I'll go talk to her. You can come with, but stay outside the door."
Siddeley followed closely behind her. As the approached the door, he could hear Cassie sobbing heavily. His heart ached to be with her, to hold her and comfort her until she knew everything was okay. His wife was one of the strongest women he knew, and to see her break like this nearly broke him, too. But for right now, he had to sit outside the door and listen to every heart wrenching word that she uttered to her mother. These emotions she felt, he realized, weren't caused by her influx of hormones; this pain was real.
Very real.
This chapter I felt didn't need THAT much improvement, but I did quite a bit of work on it anyway; and jeez I forgot what a total jerk Abigail is xD but don't hate her yet! She has her reasons and does get better!
On another note, I'm thinking about posting some character studies of these guys so you all can see what they look like, but vehicles are a difficulty. And, a cover may be coming soon! I just have to come up with a good idea :P
Don't forget to review, and as always, I'll see you in the next chapter!