A New Beginning

Chapter 8

The following day when Siri awoke she was incredibly comfortable in just relaxing with her eyes closed. Though her mind was still waking up, she recalled the fact that she didn't have to work at the Bistro until much later in the day. Excited by this, Siri began thinking about what she would do until then. Deep in her musings, she didn't even recall the events of the previous day, until her stomach rudely decided that it would bother her.

Siri got up and stood up, feeling dizzy and extremely nauseous. She ran to the bathroom as quickly as she could and just made it before she made a contribution to the fresher. It was at this time that Siri remembered the fact that she was pregnant.

All her happy thoughts about relaxing today were suddenly soured as she pondered her

depressing situation once again. She didn't know the first thing about taking care of a baby; Siri couldn't even recall visiting the Temple's crèche after she moved out of it. Once the baby was born it would completely rely on Siri for everything and she was just barely able to take care of herself.

Obi-Wan, she thought grimly. Look what you did to me. I'm having your baby, and you're nowhere to be found. She tried to imagine the look of shock on his face if she ever told him, and she grinned. It would be absolutely priceless...If he were still alive. I wonder if the baby will have his eyes.

Siri knew that it would be six months until her baby arrived, and until then she would be forced to endure all sorts of physical changes. She had always prided herself on being active and fit, but she knew that it wouldn't be long before she would be so bloated that walking would be a chore. And then of course was the whole giving labor part; she wasn't looking forward to that.

Hours later when Siri was at the Bistro; she found it very hard to concentrate on work. She couldn't stop thinking about her baby, and the bad thing was that the customers seemed to notice how distracted she was. They were as incorrigible as ever before and her tips were unfortunately smaller than usual.

And then to make things worse Leeta was working that night. The Twi'lek knew something was up at once and fed on Siri's misery.

"Sera, you know that you are actually supposed to be working, right?" Leeta asked, as Sera stopped for a moment to take a quick drink of water.

"Is it a crime to stop myself from dehydrating?" Siri responded nastier than she intended. But then again, Leeta deserved it.


"Yes, when your customers are out of caf," Leeta replied with a sneer.

"And YOU were just out there with a full pot of caf!" Sera exclaimed pointing at the offending item with her finger. "Most waitresses would be happy to fill up the glasses of any customer, not just their own. I just assumed that it wouldn't be too much of a problem to walk a few more feet and fill my customers' glasses Guess I was wrong!"

Leeta's face hardened and Siri was sure that if she were human it would've turned beet red. "Get over it," the Twi'lek replied angrily.

"Why should I even put up with you Leeta?" Siri asked. "I'm SICK of putting up with your childish games!"

"Too bad," Leeta forced, looking more furious by the second if that were possible.

"What is going on here?" boomed the loud voice of Silas Tyree.

"Sera is giving me attitude," said Leeta.

"Knock it off Sera, and get back to work!" Silas roared angrily.

This was the final straw for Siri, and she was done putting up with Leeta's shenanigans. "I quit!" she declared. And with that she took off her apron and handed that and her datapad to a speechless Silas. Then she walked right out the back, without even looking back.

"Good riddance," she muttered under her breath.