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"Are you going to tell me?" I was lying in bed and Francis was massaging my feet, I had put off telling him what his babies were.
"Maybe, but I'm really tired…"
"C'mon!" I casually pulled out the 3-D ultrasound. Looked at it for a moment and handed it to him. His brow furrowed and then he scampered up to hug me.
His kissed my temple and touched my stomach.
"A little girl and boy, we made those, amazing." His voice was breathless with awe.
"Do you still love me?" This was a serious question.
"What? Of course I do! You're the mother of my children, I love you so much."
"Is that why you love me?" He looked confused. "You love me now, because I'm pregnant with your babies, but would you still love me if I wasn't?"
"Yes." He stood up and went to his duffle bag. I noticed a slight limp in his walk.
"Are you hurt?" He shook his head, digging around in his dirty clothes.
He pulled something out and walked back over to me. Getting down on one knee, he held out a beautiful engagement ring.
"Will you marry me, Mattie LeBeau?" This was a huge decision.
"Mattie, you must tell me what type of clothes to acquire for your babes." Torunn was training with her sword. I was sitting back in a chair, flipping my knife back and forth, I would have to stop that before I had the babies, I didn't want them picking up my bad habits. My boobs hurt so badly.
"I told you, just get what you want to get me, it'll work." She pondered this for a moment.
"So I could get two male garbs and they would suffice, or two female dressed and they shall also work?" I was tired. Being 7th months pregnant was a lot of work.
"Or one of each…" She grinned from ear to ear.
"This is a great omen indeed." My Mother came in and told me I needed to go to bed. I stood up with difficulty. Francis and James were talking quietly in the kitchen when I walked in.
"Hey Guys," I rubbed my stomach and got a glass of water. I felt like a big sack of water pretty much. I had a line running up and down my stomach now. Benji was checking me every day now. I'm pretty sure it creeps out Francis when Benji checks my dilation. Nothing really fazes me anymore. I'm just so tired all the time. My wedding would be soon. Francis wanted to be married before I had the babies. Sadly, I would not have a great big wedding, my mother had found a priest to ordain the ceremony and then it would be done.
"Hey, M," James shook a bag of macaroni into the boiling water.
"How'd you know?" I smiled and sat down in a chair. The babies were too big to move around very much anymore, and it I felt in the right spots, I could feel the babies pressing against my stomach. The cream Benji had worked like a charm, I didn't have any stretch marks, but I did have that line. I couldn't even take a full breath anymore. Francis always smiled when he saw me, big fat me. I took the bowl of macaroni and cheese from James. I took my vitamins and scarfed down the pasta. I tried to get up to move but I couldn't. Francis helped me. He held me for a moment; our faces were very far apart now that our children are between us. I sighed. Tired was all I ever was now.
But then something was wrong. I felt it. Something was very wrong. Francis saw the look on my face.
"What's wrong?" My mouth opened scared. My water had broken. I tried to take a deep breath but I couldn't the babies weren't supposed to come yet. Francis tried to help me, but I couldn't James rushed over and helped Francis get me to the infirmary. Benji was reading something on his tablet, but seeing the guys and the look on my face he rushed me to a bed.
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