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It was now mid-March, Things were started to come together at the new house. They still spent their nights at the loft though. Mostly because they didn't have a bed at the house yet. Something Fiona wanted rectify very soon.
Fiona was awake and staring at the ceiling of the loft waiting for Michael to wake up so they can go shopping for more things for the house a bed was number one on her list. She looked over at the clock on her night table and saw it was almost 8:30, she decided he had slept long enough. Although she did not really know what time, he came home from work the night before she did not care. Fiona turned onto her side to face Michael. She gazed at his sleeping face noticing how peaceful he looked. After a few moments Fiona shifted a little closed and put her hand on Michael's cheek gently stroking it trying to get him to wake up. After that didn't wake him up Fiona had second thoughts about waking him up. Normally any movement near him would wake him. Fiona thought to herself that he must really be tired. She decided to let him sleep a while longer and she got out of bed and went for a shower.
Once Fiona was in the shower Michael slowly opened his eyes, but then rolled over and closed them again. He was now lying in the middle of the bed all stretched out on his stomach. He was half-asleep when Fiona came out of the bathroom with a towel around her. She made her way over to the bed sitting down gently. She leaned as close to Michael as her stomach would let her, "Michael" she gently spoke in his ear. Michael just groaned and tried to move away from her. Fiona was not having that; she ripped the covers off of him and smacked his butt to get him up. Michael turned over and sat right up.
Michael rubbed his soar butt while he slowly made his way over to where Fiona was sitting. "Was that really necessary Fi?" Michael went to get out of the bed but Fiona stopped him.
"Yes Michael it was, I've been up for over an hour waiting for you to get up. What time did you get back here last night?" Fiona asked as she held onto Michaels arm so he could not get up.
"I think it was after 3:30, after you left the house I kept working for a while but then Pearce called and needed me to do some surveillance from 9 until 3. Then I came back here." Michael tried to get up again but Fiona still held onto him. "Fi I gotta pee either let go of my arm or be ready to clean up a mess." Fiona let go of his arm and Michael started making his way to the bathroom.
"Michael that was gross, all you had to say was you needed to use the bathroom." she shouted as he entered the bathroom. While Michael was in the bathroom Fiona got dressed.
When Michael came out a minute or so later Fiona was just sitting down at their little table with a yogurt and a water. Michael went around to the refrigerator and got himself a yogurt and water as well. He sat down across from her at the table. "So Fi what's so important that you just had to wake me up?"
"I just wanted to get an early start on shopping and since you won't let me do anything by myself you needed to get up." Fiona ate another spoonful of yogurt. "Today we are getting a bed for the house; hopefully I can find linens too."
Michael's face changed from being content to unhappy, "Really Fi linens? Do we have too? Isn't picking out a bed gonna take a long time? I wanted to get some more done at the house. Then tonight I am doing more surveillance, so I was hoping to get a nap in at some point."
Fiona finished her yogurt and got up to throw away the cup, "Well Michael the longer you take to eat and complain the longer its going to be before we are done." With that, Michael started to eat faster, not stopping until he was done. He got up and went to put on clean clothes, "Michael, you need a shower you stink. I am not walking around with you all day smelling like that." Michael walked over to Fiona who was standing by the balcony door; he went to put his arms around her but pushed him away at the last second. "Michael go take a shower, you are not touching me until you do." Michael smiled and went to hug her again. Fiona backed away and Michael followed her determined to touch her now. After chasing her around for five minutes, he had her cornered in the kitchen. She used to be able to hop over the counter but with a stomach the size of a soccer ball, it was not possible.
Michael had her pinned in the corner next to the sink and the fridge his arms on either side of her. Still not touching her but he leaned in and quickly kissed her lips before he backed away and went for the bathroom. Looking behind him at her he said "Was that so bad?"
Fiona just smiled, once Michael was in the bathroom and she heard the shower running she moved out of the corner but as she took a couple of steps she developed a bad cramp in her side. She made her way to the bed to sit down. When she sat down and tried to control her breathing, in through the nose out through the mouth. That seemed to help. After ten minutes, she heard the shower turn off and knew Michael would be out any minute. She did not want him to know that their little chase caused her pain because she knew he would not let her do anything all day. Michael emerged from the bathroom a minute later and made his way over to where Fiona was sitting on the bed. He sat down next to her and the movements of the bed made her gasp with pain.
"Fi, you ok?" he asked with a very concerned voice. He was looking at her face and knew something was wrong. He got up so he could kneel down in front of her to try to get a better look at her face.
Fiona would not look at him, "I'm fine Michael it was just a little cramp. It's going away." Michael got up to get her water from the table; handing it to her and kneeling back down in front of her, she took a small sip. Fiona felt the last bit of the cramp go away. "See all better."
Michael looked at her skeptically, "You sure? We don't have to go shopping today."
Fiona looked up at him, "Michael, we are going shopping. Its not like I'm dragging you clothes shopping we are shopping for us, our new house." Fiona paused for a moment, "Besides we are shopping for a bed, don't you wanna be there to test out a few."
Michael looked at her and thought for a second. "You're right Fi I do want to be there but I don't know about testing out beds in a store. Pretty sure there are laws against that." he said with a smile knowing he would pay for his comment. Michael started to stand up from his kneeling position in front of Fiona. As he was starting to get up Fiona pushed him backwards making him lose his balance and falling backwards, hard. "Fi what was that for?"
"That Michael was for your smart ass remark you know I didn't mean testing out beds that way." Fiona stood up slowly and stepped over Michael who was still lying on the floor and moved to the kitchen to throw out her empty bottle and to get her bag so they can go. "Michael are you going to lay on the floor all day or can we go?" Fiona walked back over to Michael and stood over him.
"First look me in the eye and tell me you are ok. That the cramp is all gone." Michael stayed on the floor looking at her.
Fiona stepped one foot over him, so she had one foot on either side of him then sat on his stomach and looked him in the eye, "Michael the cramp is totally gone, it was probably just the baby moving around getting comfortable again after you chased me around." She figured since he already knew she was in pain that she would make him feel guilty about it.
Michael looked her in the eye trying to see if she was lying or not, he determined that she was telling the truth. "Really Fi your gonna try and make me feel guilty. You're the one that ran away." Michael attempted to get up but with Fiona sitting on him; it was too difficult to do with out flipping her off him. "Can you get up so we can go?"
Fiona slowly stood up and once she was up enough Michael was able to sit up and then stand, then he helped Fiona up the rest of the way. He grabbed his keys off the counter and they made there way out the door.
They were walking around City Furniture sitting on all the beds and laying on some of them trying to find the one that they both liked. Fiona was keeping a mental note of the ones she liked; Michael didn't seem to be too picky which made Fiona question him. "Michael you are being very quiet do you not care what kind of bed we get?" she sat on another mattress and bounced a little.
"Honestly Fi, no it doesn't really matter to me. I used to sleep on rocks and was comfortable. Any mattress would be fine." Michael sat next to her on the bed and bounced a little just as Fiona did a moment ago. "How bout this one?"
Fiona looked at Michael and bounced again, "I don't think so, I did like one over there." she pointed to the other side of the mattress section, and got up and started walking over to the mattress she liked. She sat down on it then laid down on the mattress. "Michael come lay next to me tell me what you think."
Michael sat on the bed then laid down next to Fiona. He rolled around on his back a little then turned onto his side towards Fiona. "This feels fine to me. Is this what you want Fi?"
Fiona thought for a second then rolled around as much as her stomach would let her before settling on her side facing Michael. "I'm not sure, I also liked that one." She pointed to the bed next to the one they were already one. She took hold of Michaels hand, dragged him over to the other mattress, and did the same thing they had done on the other mattress. "I like them both."
Michael looked at Fiona, "Well which one do you like better? To be honest Fi I don't feel a difference between the two, so either one is fine with me."
"That's real helpful Michael thanks." Fiona tried to sit up but couldn't make it on the first try. On the second try Michael gave her a little help. Fiona sat on the edge of the bed with her back to Michael. Michael moved so he was sitting next to her on the bed. "Fi is it bothering you that it doesn't matter what mattress we pick out?"
"A little Michael it just seems that you don't care. This will be our mattress for a long time and if you don't help pick it out what does that mean. I don't want you to just tell me to pick one I want you to want it to." Fiona looked around the room trying to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes,
Michael noticed the tears anyway and put his arm around her. He tried to get her to look at him but she wouldn't. "Fi, I just want you to be happy. This kind of stuff never mattered to me. Growing up I had a mattress that my father probably found at somebody's curb, in the army I was lucky I had a cot to sleep on. After that, well I was lucky I got to sleep on anything. So no it doesn't matter to me I just want you to be happy."
Fiona slowly looked at Michael, "I get that you did not have a comfortable bed growing up, but now you have the option to pick out what you sleep on. Not someone else, but you. Well actually, this is something we get to pick out together. However, if you really don't care I choose this one."
It was as if the sales woman could read lips, but as soon as Fiona finished talking, the sales girl was already on her way over to them.
"Hello can I help you today?" she asked.
"Yes actually we would like this bed in king size delivered to our home today or tomorrow." Fiona responded, while Michael just sat and smiled.
"Sure that should not be a problem, will you be paying with a store credit card, or credit card?" the sales girl asked looking directly at Michael and smiling at him.
"Actually I'll be paying cash." Michael said as he stood up.
"Sir this mattress set is just over two thousand dollars, and we need payment in full before we set up delivery." She stared at Michael.
'That's fine." Michael took an envelope out of his pocket. Fiona was now glaring at the woman.
"Well ok sir come over with me and I will get the delivery information and payment from you then you will be all set." the sales girl walked over a to big desk.
"The sooner the better." Fiona said as she followed Michael to the desk. Fiona sat in the chair that Michael stood behind the chair. The sales girl looked quickly at Fiona then up to Michael and smiled.
The girl went over the warranty and other paper work, the whole time only looking at Michael even though Fiona was the one who was eye level with her. Not to mention the one who was interested in what the girl had to say. After everything was taken care of, the girl gave Michael her card and put her personal number on the back. Michael took half a look at the card and ripped it up in front of the girl. "That won't be necessary, if there is a problem I'll just call the number on my invoice."
The sales girl was pissed that a man actually didn't take her number. She turned her back and walked away mumbling "Fat cow." under her breath.
Fiona heard her remark and before Michael could stop her, she turned around and stormed up to the girl. "Excuse me but what did you say?"
The sales girl took a moment to decide what to do then she looked down at Fiona and decided that she could take her. "I said fat cow. And yeah I was referring to you. What are you gonna do about it?"
Michael stood behind Fiona trying to get her to walk away. Of course, Fiona would not be insulted like that. "You think that just because I'm pregnant I won't hit you?" The girl nodded yes. With that, Michael closed his eyes and shook his head knowing what was coming next. Before he could try and react Fiona punched the girl in the face knocking her out cold. Fiona was about to jump on her and start wailing away but Michael was able to grab her in time. The manager after seeing what just took place came over.
"I'm sorry but what's the problem here?" he asked not knowing everything that had just taken place.
"What just happened here is that your sales girl was hitting on me in front of my wife". Fiona's eyes flew open when he said wife. "Then proceeded to call her a fat cow after I ripped up her home phone number." Michael paused a moment to judge the managers reaction. "I just spent over two thousand dollars in this store and this is how my wife and I are treated?"
The manger looked horrified, "Sir, ma'am I am so sorry. I would like to make this up to you somehow." He thought for a moment. "How does half your total bill taken off and free shipping sound?" he offered.
"Well it still doesn't change the fact that she insulted my wife. What is going to happen to her?" Michael asked.
"Well she will formally apologize to your wife and she will be fired." the Manager responded.
Michael looked to Fiona to see what she thought. She just shrugged her shoulders and then nodded ok. "I guess that will be fine."
"Wonderful and I am really sorry this event took place. Just give me a moment and I will credit your account. Hopefully by the time I'm done she will have woken up." the Manager said.
"Actually, I paid cash." Michael said.
"Oh ok just let me go to her desk and I will adjust everything for you." The Manager went over to the still unconscious sales girl's desk and looked through her paper work. He noticed she left a page in the printer that said ORDER CANCELLED. And when he looked in her drawer for the money that should have been there it wasn't. "Sir may I see your invoice please?" Michael handed him the paper. "Sir I don't know how to tell you this but it seems she was planning on totally ripping you off. She cancelled the order as soon as she placed it. It only looks like your new mattress was going to be delivered tomorrow."
Fiona took two steps over to the girl who was finally starting to come around and kicked her in the side once. Michael immediately pulled Fiona back from her so she couldn't kick her again. "Fiona no, that's not going to solve anything. Why don't you come over here and sit down while we get everything situated." Fiona didn't fight him on she just went and sat down. But she kept staring over at the sales girl who was now moaning in pain on the floor.
Michael and the Manager had things straightened out and the mattress was properly ordered at the reduced price and free shipping. Now they just had to figure out where the sales girl put the money. Fiona looked over to the girl again and she was starting to sit up, Fiona noticed money sticking out of her pocket. She casually got Michaels attention as the girl was starting to stand. Michael saw the money as well and started walking over towards her. When the girl saw that Michael was walking towards she started to run out the door, knocking over a display of pillows to slow Michael down. She made it about twenty feet from the store when Michael caught her by the arm and dragged her back into the store. "I suggest someone call the police to come and get her." Michael said as he sat her down far enough from Fiona that she couldn't reach her. Michael quickly took the money from her pocket since it was already sticking out and handed it over to the Manager so he could make sure it was all there.
"Sir once again I would like to apologize for all of this. Not to mention stopping her from getting away." The Manage shook Michaels hand gratefully. Sirens were getting closer to the store.
Once Michael had his money returned to him and statements were given by everyone involved Michael and Fiona were allowed to leave the store. Michael double-checked all the paperwork for the bed; he noted that there was a credit on there for an additional fifteen hundred dollars towards a future purchase. He showed Fiona the credit and she smiled. As they got into the charger, Michael started to laugh.
"Michael what's so funny?" Fiona asked.
Fi, we went in there to buy a bed. Which we did, but it didn't go the way I thought it would. With you getting into a fight with the sales girl, nice punch by the way good to know you still got it. Then finding out that she had ripped us off by cancelling the order and taking the money for herself. Then I had to chase her so she wouldn't get away with it. Only this kind of shit can happen to us. Not to mention we got what we wanted for half price with a credit for the future. That will come in handy." Michael started to laugh again.
Once Fiona took all that in, she started to laugh too. After a couple of minutes, they were able to stop laughing. Fiona looked to Michael, I'm tired you're tired how about we just grab some lunch and go back to the loft and relax."
"Sounds good to me Fi. Where do you want to go for lunch?" Michael started up the car.
"Let's just get something quick from Carlito's and bring it back to the loft." Fiona said resting her head on the headrest.
"You got it Fi." Michael made his way to Carlito's then for a quiet day at the loft just Fiona and him.
That chapter was a lot of fun to write. I also did it a different way then I usually do. I would love your input on this chapter and the story as a whole. I've already got some ideas for the next chapter hopefully I can work on it tomorrow. I would also like to once again say that I have never been pregnant so I'm guessing/ doing research to try and get that part of the story right. If its horribly wrong please let me know. Thank you for reading.
