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Chapter Twenty One

Weeks passes and seasons came and went. My life had become a hectic array of this and that, all of it seeming to revolve around my extending belly. The baby kicked a lot more now that it had grown, but with every kick came worry. What if my life turned out like the dream? What if the boy was right about all of this? I still hadn't told Vaughn about my weird dream, but he knew something wasn't right. I was scared to go to sleep now, scared the boy would be there to torment me about changing the future or what not. I sighed unhappily and smoothed a hand over my ever growing tummy, and the baby kicked in response.

Vaughn opened the door and entered the room, "Hello, Chelsea. How are you feeling?"

I shrugged and rolled my aching shoulders, "Okay, I guess. Just a bit sore here and there." I responded and Vaughn walked over and sat behind me on the bed.

He started to kneed my shoulders as he talked, "You know, I started thinking. I don't really care what the baby is going to be. It's still going to be ours and completely beautiful." he said thoughtfully and I leaned back into his arms.

"I think it's going to be a little boy." I whispered and he crinkled his brow at me.

"Why do you think that?" he asked me, confused and curious at me statement.

I shrugged and wished I hadn't opened my mouth, "Oh, I don't know. I just feel like it's going to be a boy."
Vaughn laughed and started rubbing again, "Well, then I'm going to guess it's a girl. Loser has to give winner a back rub." he wagered and I grinned at him.

"You're on, Vaughnie." I taunted, using Lanna's old nickname for him.

He glared at me, "You know I don't like being called that." he whined in a tight voice and I grinned at him over my shoulder.

"Oh, relax and have some fun. You need to lighten up." I teased the glowering cowboy behind me.

He grinned at me before pulling me into the circle of his arms and kissing my neck, "I'll lighten up all right."

I giggled in response and turned out the light.

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I don't know what's up with me and weird dreams, but they keep getting stranger. Like last night, I had a dream that Doctor Trent was dressed up like Vaughn and rode into my house on a rocking horse exclaiming in a country accent that I was going to have a baby. What the hell, right? Then another night, I saw the boy again. He was outside in the light, and I could see that he was tall and lean. His beautiful eyes glittered in the setting sun as he over looked the horizon. On his arm was a young woman whose blonde hair was flitting over her shoulders like graceful ballerinas.

I still hadn't told Vaughn about meeting the boy. I figured he would write me off as crazy if I told him I had met what appeared to be out future son already. That wasn't going to happen any time soon. I ran my hand along my now huge belly and felt a slight kick under my hand. Poor kid was getting too big to move. I felt a sharp pain run along my spine and spread out across my abdomen, but I tried to ignore it. I did my daily chores and the pain subsided for a few minutes. I made my way to the Animal Shop to visit with Julia.

I walked through the door and plopped down at the kitchen table beside Julia, "How's the baby doing?" she asked my while running a hand over my stomach.

I sighed and leaned my head back, "Baby is doing good. Me? Not so much. I've just been really stressed these past few weeks."

Julia clucked her tongue at me in distaste, "You know you aren't suppose to get stressed. It's bad for the baby or something."

I laughed at her weakly, "You're trying to preach something you don't even know. How like you."

No later had I finished that sentence, Elliot walked into the room and crouched at Julia's feet, "Julia will you marry me?" he asked in a hopeful voice and Julia grinned and tears fell down her cheeks.

"I thought you would never ask!" she exclaimed before pulling him up to her and kissing him passionately.

I made my escape then and walked home slowly. I sighed and supported my aching back with one hand and placed the other on my stomach. The baby kicked in response and I couldn't help but grin at the feeling. No matter how freaked out I was about having this baby, it was still a part of Vaughn and me. I wouldn't change anything for the world. I opened the door to my house and I felt a rush of liquid poor from me.

Vaughn rushed to my side, "Honey, I think your water just broke. We need to get you to a hospital."

I gasped. It was time.

**/**

"Push, Chelsea! Push!" Doctor Trent ordered and I did as I was told.

I was sweating, swearing, screaming, and in pain. I wanted this thing out of me now. In just a few seconds, I got my wish. A pink, screaming baby was placed on my chest and I grinned down at it in happiness. Vaughn was standing beside my head, his face beaming with pride. I looked into the cerulean and amethyst mixed eyes of the baby boy and smoothed his wild brown hair. He looked up at me and I felt something twitch inside my heart. I had met this little boy before, and I was never going to let anything happen to him. I would protect this little bundle of joy with my life.

Doctor Trent grinned at us, "He's a beautiful baby boy. What do you want to name him?" he inquired and I smiled down at the little boy who looked back at me with trust.

"Isaiah. His name is Isaiah." I said immediately and Vaughn and Doctor Trent grinned at me.

I leaned down to kiss little Isaiah on the forehead and when I did, I whispered to him softly, "I won't let anything hurt you. I promise."

A/N: So I'm trying to rush a little bit. I want to get to the drama. Next chapter will be skipping a lot of years so be prepared. Hope you liked it.