As of right now this is an alternate extension of the show. With Starcrossed not being renewed for a second season on the CW consider this an unofficial sequel. I may or may not add more stories to this later on.

Iris Kane

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Chapter 10-Advice

Sophia

So much had happened since Taylor and I had parted ways at the Whitehill barn; or at least it felt that way. I had returned to the sector to find it in chaos since the landing of the Atrian fleet summoned by the signal that had pretty much erased the last month or so of so many lives, the sector had been completely unorganized. The first thing the Traggs had done was kill the human guards that guarded the sector, which had turned the fragile peace between us and the outside world upside down.

Roman and I had discussed the entire thing in low voices in our pod that night after I had returned.

"The Traggs are buying their time," Roman said in a low voice, "with these rogues added to their numbers they're going to be unstoppable."

"What about the humans than?" I asked.

Roman shook his head.

"If nothing is done they don't stand a chance, they'll be killed without a second thought."

I nodded grimly, I didn't have an answer and neither did Roman, right now all we could do was wait.

I was quiet for a long time before I spoke again, we had been careful not to wake her mother, talking about the conflict and the political situation only upset her.

"Roman," I began quietly, "I have something to tell you," I licked my lips, "you may not like it."

Roman looked momentarily alarmed.

"What is it Sophia?" He asked urgently and his blue eyes widened.

"It's Taylor…" I began slowly, "I-I-I think I'm in love with her."

There, I had said it. It was out in the open now and I couldn't take it back.

Roman didn't say anything, his silence as stretched out as mine had been following his assessment of our current conflict.

"Sophia, I can't tell you who to love, obviously I'm probably the last person to, but just be careful clearly human still have their own ideas about what is proper as far as a sexual relationship as well, but if that's what you want. Just be careful." He repeated.

"But that doesn't tell me what to do." I murmured. "She's not talking to me. I think I moved too fast the other day and I kind of freaked her out."

"Then explain that to her, make sure you're on the same page and you both know what you want." Roman nodded, "that's something Emery and I are still learning, we have to communicate or there's no relationship, even if we have to keep it a secret."

I smiled and leaned over and hugged him.

"Thanks Roman."

Roman smiled, his eyes brimming with affection, "Anytime."

I didn't find Taylor until I was back at school a few days later. We still hadn't spoken to each other and even watching her talk to Roman and Drake that morning felt awkward. I didn't even know where to begin considering my first instinct would have been to comment on our steamy make out session in the barn a few days earlier, even the memory of the incident made my cheeks burn.

I was between classes when Drake grabbed me.

"Hey, Sophia, Taylor's looking for you," Drake frowned as if there was something he couldn't quite place, "she says she's sorry and she wants to talk to you."

I nodded curtly, clearing my throat, grabbing my next textbook and closing my locker with the other.

"Tell her I'll meet her after school… In the student parking lot."

After school it took me a while to find Taylor's car. Her silver Taurus had been destroyed in the accident and I didn't know what the car looked like anymore.

Finally I saw her in the rapidly clearing lot in a small red car, her blonde hair just visible over the driver's side.

I walked over and leaned down by the car.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey…" Taylor replied without looking up.

"So… You said you wanted to talk?"

Finally, Taylor looked up and she smiled a little.

"Yeah, my place, my mom isn't home yet so… Come on, I'll give you a ride."

Taylor's room was how I remembered it from when I had retrieved her clothes a few days before, Taylor looked around awkwardly as we entered the room.

"Yeah, so this is it, but you probably already know that." She laughed nervously.

We sat down on her bed, it seemed comfortable and the mattress and bedspread seemed soft and squishy.

"Look," I began, "I'm sorry if I offended you the other day by touching you… I didn't mean to I just got so caught up in the moment and I-"

I blushed.

"It's okay, yeah I was a little freaked out, but I'll get over it. It's just I'm still trying to figure out how I feel about you; I feel something I've never felt before."

That made me smile a little.

Taylor continued.

"With Drake it was all about the sex, but with you it's more of a connection, you know."

Taylor was quiet for a few minutes, playing with the hem of her T-shirt as she shifting nervously on the bed.

"My mom is looking into hiring a midwife, there's a lady downtown that's pretty good… Hey she even comes to your house if you want," Taylor smiled a little, "how cool is that?"

I grin in spite of myself.

"That's awesome!"

"So anyway," Taylor continued, "my first appointment with her is next week I really want you to be there... and Drake too of course."

"You mean it?" I asked eagerly, "of course I'll come!"

"You can touch my belly if you want," Taylor whispered shyly, "I don't mind really." She chuckled softly, stroking her belly absently, "He just started kicking a few days ago and he keeps doing it when I'm in class; sure as heck makes it hard to concentrate."

Taylor grinned and looked up at me her eyes bright.

"He's doing it again! See, right here!" She grabbed my hand and placed it on her stomach.

A few minutes later I felt the kick and saw a little ripple under her skin where there was obviously a miniature foot.

"Pregnancy is so weird." I observed.

Laughing Taylor threw a pillow at me, and that was before I ended up on the floor.

"Don't insult my kid, or you can forget about being the godmother!"

Then we both cracked up.