"Help"
"What is it?" I asked nervously "What's wrong?"
Kate's silver eyes darted around the quiet infirmary and she said "Let's talk somewhere more private" she insisted, teeth clenched together.
"Okay" I said, as she pulled me towards a random door. She opened it to reveal an empty and blank infirmary room. She clicked it shut behind us, and then slouched against it. She was breathing deeply, hyperventilating. I was starting to become scared; Kate never freaked out like this. Something had to be seriously wrong. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes feverish, her breathing on the verge of panting.
"Kate, what's wrong? You're scaring me" I said, my voice cracking.
"I-I'm pregnant" she told me.
Everything seemed to explode in that single second. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Kate? Pregnant!? How could-I mean. I just couldn't comprehend it. There was no way in hell Kate was pregnant. Sure, she might be kind of slutty but . . . I just couldn't imagine her being stupid enough to let that happen! I mean, Kate wasn't cut out to be a mother; she wasn't the mothering type.
"WHAT!?!?!?" I demanded.
"I'm pregnant" she repeated "I'm with child, I've got a bun in the oven, I'm expecting, I'm having Domingo's baby. . .do I have to spell it out for you!?"
"Are you sure" I asked, my voice a whisper.
"Yes I'm sure" she snapped, sitting down on the bed, "Would I have an emotional breakdown if I wasn't!?"
I sat down next to her as she buried her face in her hands, "How did this happen" I asked, being as sensitive as possible, "How could you let this happen?"
"I didn't let this happen" she told me "I didn't let anything happen."
"Then how . . . didn't you guys use protection or something?" I asked.
"Yes, we used protection" she retorted "But the god damn condom broke. How the hell is that my fault?"
"It isn't" I admitted, and then I wasn't sure what to say or do next.
"This isn't supposed to happen!" she shouted "I'm not supposed to be a mother-not now. . ."
"What are you going to do?" I asked, knowing that I would support whatever she decided.
"I'm going to have this baby" she told me, more conviction in her voice then I expected "And I'm going to take care of them, and not care what anyone says."
"But, if your so sure what you're going to do . . . then why did you . . ." I trailed off.
"I need your help telling them" she said.
"Telling who?" I asked.
"Everyone. My parents, my brothers, and Domingo . . . oh my God, Domingo is going to lose it" she sighed.
"I'm sure he'll take it better then you expect" I soothed.
"No he won't" she said, tears beginning to fall from her eyes, "He'll freak. He'll blame himself for putting me through this, you know him. You know he will."
"We'll calm him down" I promised.
"Even when he calms down . . ." she ranted "What if he doesn't feel the same way . . . what if he doesn't want to keep it? What if he wants an abortion?"
"Then tell him to suck it!" I exclaimed "This is your baby. Is it growing inside his uterus? I don't think so. You get final decision on what you're going to do with the baby."
Kate laughed through her tears, "You always knew how to cheer me up" she mumbled "But, seriously, this is going to be so hard."
"I know" I soothed "But it's going to be okay, we'll get through this, okay?"
She looked up at me; tears filling her wide silver eyes. She blinked them away.
"Your baby's going to be beautiful" I told her randomly as I looked over her features. Her long silky blond hair, wide silver eyes, porcelain skin, full lips, thin waist. And then I thought of Domingo. Dark hair, tan skin, big muscles, dark eyes. There features were so counter-acting that I was curious to see what a combination of their genes would look like. And then, I realized, I already had an idea. The baby from my vision . . . the one who always changed. Who, last time I saw, had mildly tan skin, big dark eyes, dirty blond hair . . . I wondered if that was their baby. . . Well, maybe it was theirs. I mean, in the beginning the baby extremely had blue eyes . . . if that was Domingo and Kate's baby then what the hell was up with that?
"Hey, I think had a vision of your baby" I told her.
"Really?" she asked, elated.
"Yea, I kept seeing a vision of this baby and I never understood what it meant" I told her.
"Really, what'd it look like? Was it a boy or a girl?" she asked excitedly.
"I don't know" I admitted "And it's hard to say what they looked like. It keeps changing. Sometimes I see a pale baby with really blue eyes and blonde hair, and sometimes I see a tan baby with dark hair and silver eyes . . . and different combinations of that. And sometimes I see a baby girl, and sometimes I see a baby boy . . . so, I really don't know. But, I do think it's your baby."
"Aw!" she gushed "My baby sounds cute."
I laughed, "You would say that" I said "Now, are we going to go tell them now?"
She sighed, "I guess. If we tell them before we go home, they won't be able to kill me. There'll be witness . . . and then by the time we're alone, they'll have calmed down a bit."
"Good idea" I agreed.
"C'mon let's go" she said, sighing and getting up.
"Alright, you go wait in the first parlor" I said "I'll get the others."
She nodded, sniffed, and disappeared. I sighed deeply, and waited a moment before leaving myself. When I left the room, Kate wasn't outside. So, I went looking for the others. I had no idea where to look though so I randomly stopped Kiron in the hall, he looked startled.
"Hey Kiron" I said "You seen Mrs-I mean Hera anywhere?"
"Uh-uh no your highness" he stammered, which seemed very non-Kiron to me.
I rolled my eyes, "Why does everyone do that?" I groaned "You don't call Austin your highness or anything."
"Well, I hung out with him at a party and saved his life" he explained "I just don't feel like he's my superior."
"Well neither am I" I said. "Okay, okay" he said "Sorry . . . but yea, I haven't seen Hera around."
"Okay, but what about Alex-I mean um Alexanderon- or Vulcan?" I asked.
"Oh yea" he said "I saw Alexanderon in the rec room."
"Okay thanks, and lay off the your highness crap, okay?" I checked, walking away.
He smiled, "okay." I went downstairs, and asked a random witch where the rec room was. When I lived here the rec room hadn't been apart of the house, so I didn't know where it was. I went into the rec room, which was like a combination arcade and lounge. Alex was sitting on a big plush red couch, with a bunch of witch girls falling all over him. I wasn't surprised, Austin had to learn his player tricks from someone. I walked over to him and stood above him. A pretty redheaded witch with purple tattoos who was running her fingers through Alex's hair glared at me.
"Oh, hey Becca, what's up?" Alex asked, looking up.
"Kate needs to tell you guys something" I told him "Go find your parents and meet me us in the first parlor." "
Okay" he said "Sorry girls, gotta go." They all whined in protest.
"Oh, c'mon Alex, stay just a little longer."
"Yea, please, just a few more minutes."
"C'mon, I only need a few more minutes."
"Yea, we could have all sorts of fun in a few minutes."
"Sorry girls" Alex said, detaching himself and getting up, "As appealing as that sounds, and it does sound appealing, I have some business to take care of now. But, I'll take you up on that offer later."
They all whined in complaint as we left the room. Once outside I made a distasteful sound in the back of my throat, referring to his little admirers.
"Oh, shut up" he muttered.
"Whatever" I said "Just find your parents and meet us in the parlor?"
"Should I get Austin?" he asked.
"No" I decided "This might be too much for him at the moment. But get Domingo."
"Okay then" he grumbled as he walked away, "This better be important."
"You won't be disappointed" I muttered as he disappeared. Then, I headed into the first parlor, which was empty except for Kate. She sat on one of the couches, her head in her hands. She looked up when I came in.
"They're on their way" I said, sitting down next to her.
She nodded numbly and took a deep breath.
"Nervous?" I asked, she nodded.
"Don't be" I told her "It's going to be okay."
She opened her mouth to say something, but clamped it shut as the door swung open. Mr. and Mrs. Kardigan stepped in, flanked by Alex and Domingo. They all looked wary, except for Alex who looked more annoyed then anything else.
They all came in and settled in the couches. Domingo sat on the other side of the Kate, while the others sat down across from us.
Alex huffed, "This better be good" he muttered, slouching down in his seat.
Mrs. Kardigan gave him a chiding look and then turned to Kate, "Honey is something wrong? You look kind of pale" she noted.
I believe she means even paler then usual . . .
"Yes Mom" Kate said "Something is wrong."
"What is it?" her mother asked, and I noticed that everyone else seemed more worried now. Even Alex sat up straighter and looked wary.
"I'm pregnant."
