A/N: Whoo, I was so tired last time! I think I probably missed some stuff but I like tripled checked it three times! Wait, I mean I tripled checked it one time or I tripled checked it…period--Am I making any sense because now I'm confused? Anyway, onward with the storyward!
Chapter 4-Welcome to the world, Doc
Her plan was simple, perhaps a little difficult and maybe a little risky but she was willing to do almost anything to hide this little….erratum, anglice (1.), 'mistake'. It was an 'aut viam inveniam aut faciam' (2.) situation. She thought about having an abortion but it seemed kind of…barbaric. So she moved on to plan B. She knew she'll get assigned to a mission in far away from the headquarters. How did she know? If I tell you then she would have kill you. It was a assignment that would take months to finish. All the time she needed. The next step was the basic moving in, adjusting to the new neighborhood, memorizing her identity and bio, all that crap. In actuality, the assignment could only take a couple of months to complete but she prolonged it purposely as part of her plan. As for the babies stuff, she used credit cards she no one would be able to trace it back to her. Just for the week of her due date she wore a blond wig to fit the identity she created before she started on this assignment, not the identity that was created by United Liberty Paper. She hated that wig; it was too damn itchy! But she had to admit it was durable through the whole seventeen hours of torture. It felt like she was dying and the baby was killing her! But the end it was rewarding. She smiled. Not those fake smiles that she usually did but for the first time in a long time it was genuine. She looked down at the bundle of joy in her arms. This was the little guy that gave her all that pain a few minutes ago, that constantly kicked inside her, that ruined her life. But for some reason she was glad he ruined it. His eyes resembled hers; tired and sleepy.
"Hello there little Andrew." She said to him. Andrew wasn't his first name, only his middle. She was too overjoyed to say anything else; words just couldn't express how she felt. She was mother now. She had a child, a boy; her son. Niko's son. Their son. Niko. That was his name. Niko Andrew. She knew sleep would overtake her soon but until then she wanted to hold him. He was sleepy also but he was too curious to whom this woman was to fall asleep. She wondered who he will take after more: her or Niko? Maybe a little bit of both. She finally fell asleep after the nurses took him away. She couldn't believe it. Yesterday she was single woman, now she was mother. She was Niko Andrew's mother and that's what made her feel overjoyed. Meanwhile, in another part of the hospital, on the same floor, Andrew was asleep too, still curious to whom that woman was.
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When they got home, or at least to their temporary residence, the first thing Karen did was burn that godforsaken wig. The next thing was spot a dark, silhouette figure in front of her.
A/N: Ooooh! Cliffhanger! Anyway, this is hot off the press, raw in fact. Just for you guys.
(1.)--Anglice means In English in Latin
(2.)--Meaning either I shall find a way, or I shall make one in Latin