Chapter 20

After AC had accepted my mother's help offer, Storm and I returned to the task of finding a guy at the Heartbreak to father our child. It was harder than it sounded. Since neither of us had any experience at all of this, we asked Charlotte and Madonna what kind of things we should look for.

"Well, you want to think about which guys are in your age group, y'know? Then ya wanna think about who'd would make a suitable father, and this is gonna sound shallow, are they a good genetic match. Like good looking, do they have allergies, and so on. You're gonna have to be picky."

"Thanks Madds."

When we got back to our room, we made a list of guys who were in our age group. Then we eliminated the ones who were already dads or had girlfriends. Next, we picked the ones we agreed were good looking. Narrowed it down further by how good they were with the kids already at the Heartbreak, and finally taking away the ones with allergies. That left us with three choices. Now we had to see which were willing.

The three were Double K, Sting, and Owen.

Double K and Sting had been there since I was little and were both four years older than me. Owen however, had grown up a bohemian, but at a different presink, so he was named after a T.V. character from the Age of Rock. The show, 'Torchwood' was suposedly very popular, and so his mother had opted to call him that. He had come to ours after a raid on their base at age 15. He wasn't the only survivour but the others had been older than him and risked going back to re-build.

Sting and Double K had both declined the offer, saying they didn't want kids, and if they weren't in their lives they didn't want their DNA running around. They wouldn't be able to focus on their own lives. When we asked Owen, he said to us, "Give me some time to think, I'm not sure."

So we waited.

We didn't know what to do, we didn't want to push him into anything, but we really needed a decision. And soon. We'd asked them to keep it to themselves; we didn't want this getting around. If it turned out none of them wanted to do it, we didn't want all the bohemians finding out about it.

However, that evening as I came in from my bar shift, I noticed a note on the floor. I opened it.

'I'm in'. It said in Owen's handwriting. As I slid under the covers with Storm I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her bare shoulder. "Guess what." I whispered.

"What?" She said sleepily.

"We're gonna have a baby."

It took a minute for what I said to actually register with her coma like state."Really?" She whispered, rolling over to face me.

"Mmhmm." Was all I managed before she kissed me.

"I love you baby."

"Love you too Storm." I said before falling back to sleep myself.