Steph's POV

It's Saturday afternoon, I am sitting on the couch watching cartoons and eating Cheerios dipped in fluff. It's deliciously sweet.

My eating habits have slowly gotten weird. I can't eat anything in between healthy and bad food. It has to be either completely healthy or completely bad.

Otherwise I see the food again, within half an hour. It's seems like the baby is still trying to decide if it's going to come after me or Ranger.

I am waiting on Ella. She and I are going to pack up the apartment today. I am glad Ranger hasn't got too much stuff and I threw out quiet a bit as I gave up my apartment.

Tank, Lester, Hector and Bobby are going to move the furniture out on Sunday afternoon, to one of the storage rooms in the basement.

There is a knock on the door and I move to open the door, with the Cheerios and fluff. It's Hector and Ella who are both carrying boxes.

"Qué estás comiendo, Angelita?" (What are you eating, Angelita?) Hector asks with a raised eyebrow. He has been teaching me Spanish. I now can understand most of what the guys are saying, if they talk slowly. I thought it was past time to learn Rangers mother tongue.

Hector does speak English fluently, but just a few people know about it. He said that people tend to talk more freely around him, when they think he cannot understand them. Sneaky bastard!

"Cheerios and Fluff" I reply with a huge grin and stuff some more in my mouth. Hector just shakes his head and goes back outside where I can see more boxes are sitting next to the elevator.

"Your eating habits get stranger by the day." Ella laughs and moves towards the bedroom. "I think we should start in here. We will divide what will go into storage and what you will need on four."

I follow Ella to the bedroom and we get started. All of Ranger's clothes will go in storage on a rolling closet, except his t-shirts. I keep wearing them in bed.

He argued once that if I keep stealing them, that soon he won't have anything to wear. So he got Ella to order some oversized shirts for me.

I didn't wear them. As he asked why I kept on stealing his shirts even though I had my own oversized shirts, I told him that the new ones didn't smell like him. After that he never mentioned it again and wore the new shirts.

I am surprised that it doesn't take long for us to pack up the bed and bathroom. Ella seems to have done this before.

While we are packing, Hector installs a new security lock at the office door, since that is the only room which will not be modified.

Tank got a list of all the men, who will be on the premises for the construction and got me to do background check on them. They all came up clean, but the guys don't want to risk anything.

If someone tries to enter the office without swiping the right key fob and entering a password into the keypad, the alarm will go off and a bunch of merry men will appear, guns drawn.

As Ella and I are finished, we move to the kitchen and then to the living room area.

By the time we are done and all the boxes are stacked next to the front door, its dinner time and my stomach growls. The baby demands to be fed.

Ella leaves and comes back 15 minutes later with a huge tray of food for the three of us. Tonight's dinner: Salmon wrapped in bacon and herbal butter, mash potatoes and green beans. I get the biggest serving and I smile at Ella gratefully. I have been eating like a trash can with no bottom.

"Está seguro de que es suficiente para usted?" (Sure that is enough for you?) Hector asks with a wink.

"No, lo creo. Puedo tener el suyo?" (No, I think. Can I have yours?) I ask smiling brightly at him and trying to steal his piece of fish.

Hector laughs too and moves his plate out of my reach and growls "No te atreves!" (Don't you dare!)

As Ella and Hector leave, it is past 8 pm and I am exhausted. I curl up on the couch and put in Ghostbuster's.

I have thought about starting some type of pregnancy diary. I just kept on thinking how Ranger wasn't there through everything with Julie, and I don't know when he will come back this time. And no matter if he comes back in a month or when the baby is born, I want him to sort of have the experience.

I just don't know what to do yet. I will have to do some research, as well as talk to Ella and my Mom. Maybe they have some ideas.

With those thoughts I fall asleep on the couch. Sometime during the night I get up and move to the bedroom.


The next morning the guys come up and move all the furniture and boxes into the basement and some into the apartment on four. Now that there is no furniture around, the apartment looks huge.

The guys are finished at lunch time. As a thank you Ella and Louis turn on the BBQ on the roof and cook up a feast. Tables and chairs have been set up and it is the most fun I have since Ranger left. Someone brought an iPod station and music floats across the roof.

The guys that are on duty leave right after Lunch, but everybody else stays. It's mid of September and it is still warm outside. What was just supposed to be a Lunch turns into a party and Beers keep on flowing. Shame that I cannot drink any alcohol, but thinking of what grows inside me, I don't mind that much.

Zip brought up a dart board and Lester brought a pack of poker cards.

"Come on Beautiful, you raising or folding?" Lester looks at me expectantly.

We are the only two left in the game and a bunch of men have gathered around us to watch. "Are you afraid of losing your money?" I ask, smirking at him.

"You should be afraid of losing your money" Lester replies, with a smirk of his own.

In the pot are $3000. We have played for three hours now. First one to go was Ram, next was Cal followed by Manny, Bobby, Hal and Hector.

What I didn't tell the guys is that my dad taught me poker from an early age. I always went with him to his poker games. So I have had a bit of practice.

"Raise" I say and throw another $100 on the table.

Lester's POV

I never thought beautiful is going to make it this far in the poker game. I think she may have forgotten to mention that she is pretty good at it. I will need to ask her about it, when this game is finished. I am planning on taking her money.

After Ranger, I am the best poker player in the company. I will never live THIS down, if I lose to her.

This afternoon has been great. Beer kept flowing, everybody is in a good mood and the guys shoot shit at each other.

I look at my cards. I am holding a king and a queen. On the table are lying a Jack, a King, a seven and a two. Not the best hand, but I am hoping for another King.

I call and look expectantly at Steph. Her face gives nothing away. We all can usually read her pretty well, because her face always shows her emotions, but it seems like she developed a blank face since the game started. Damn!

Junior, who serves as the dealer, puts down the last card, a queen. If I am lucky I can win with a pair. Steph raises another $100 and I call again.

I show my cards and beautiful smirks at me. At that moment I know that she has the better hand.

Manny's POV

Damn, Wifey has him by the balls. I am looking over her shoulder at her cards and looking at the cards that Lester just disclosed.

Yupp, she has a flush. I cannot wait to give Lester shit for that later on.

I am not a bad poker player, but there was no catching up with these two. I am happy that I got out when I did, didn't want to lose all my money.

Steph's POV

I look up at Lester and smirk. His face falls and I can see he knows that I have something better. I want to do a happy dance, but I keep my ass firmly planted on my chair.

I show my hand and I hear a couple of men, who are standing behind me, take in a sharp breath. Lying in front of me are a ten and an eight, together with the jack, the two and the queen, I have a flush and win the pod.

"Damn Bomber, you took Lester's money" Bobby says and high fives me.

Lester comes around the table and draws me into a hug. "Congrats, you have held out on us, beautiful. Who knew you could play poker?"

"I knew!" Hal pipes in. "Last time we went to her parents house for dinner I heard her and Frank Plum talking about that she took all of his money at the last poker night."

Lester turns around with me in his arms and shoots Hal a dirty look. "And you just neglected to mention that?" I giggle into Lester's shoulder. "Way to leave a brother hanging!" Lester ads in a defeated voice.

The party goes on until 9 pm. We send Ella and Louis to bed and we clean it all up together.

"Hey Tank?" I say as I walk up to him. "We should do this more often, this was fun!"

"Yeah it was little girl. We will see what we can do." He tells me before helping Bobby to move the BBQ back under the small cover next to the roof door.

As we are finished I give every single merry man a hug and go down to four. My temporary apartment is opposite of Bobby's. I am exhausted; it has been a long, but great day. Time to get some sleep. I hope you are safe Batman, I think before my eyes are closing.


Author's note:

Hey hello…this time I leave a little something on the bottom :)

First of all the translations: I do not Speak Spanish (I know I don't seem to do a lot of things regarding this story). I got this translated via Babylon online translator. If any of this is wrong. My bad, mistakes are on me.

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