A Rocky Threat

Calleigh shifted uneasily in her kitchen chair, uncomfortable as her baby moved. "It's nearly midnight, you should be asleep," she said aloud, talking to her baby. "And so should you, especially considering you should be getting lots of rest now that you're thirty weeks along. Why are you still up?" Calleigh turned to see Eric. "No big reason. Couldn't get comfortable, and the baby decided to start practicing for the Olympics I think." Eric smiled. "Like the ultrasounds have showed us, the baby is a little small, but feisty nonetheless." Calleigh rolled her eyes. "And you wanted a big baby?" "Would that be bad if i did?" "Oh no, well, not if you're the father. If you're the mother, it just means a bigger baby you have to give birth to." "I thought you were tough old Calleigh. Could take all the pain in the world," Eric said, teasing. "Eric, shut up," Calleigh said, a small smile across her face. He smiled, pulling her close and kissing her cheek. "But Calleigh, I'll always be here, no matter how bad things start to hurt," he whispered, resting his hand on her stomach. "Unbelievable," she said. "What?' he asked, pulling back. "I've been doing everything that comes to mind to get our child to lay still, and you simply rest your hand on my stomach, and it goes still. go figure." Eric smiled. "I can have that affect on women. You must be carrying a girl." Calleigh rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'm going back to bed." She turned to head for the bedroom. Smiling, Eric was behind her.

Suddenly, there was the sound of breaking glass. Eric got in front of Calleigh, then looked around. A rock had flown through the window. As he heard car tires speed away, he grabbed the rock. A note was attached. "What does it say?" Calleigh asked. Eric read it, and Calleigh saw anger rise in his eyes. "Eric, what does it say," she asked again. "Nothing." Calleigh pulled the note from his hand. "Cal, wait-" "The one who caused the unthinkable is away, but I am not. Soon, we shall meet." Calleigh looked at Eric. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" "I'm not sure. In the morning I'll take it to the lab to be processed. "You mean we will?" "Umm, no." "Why not?" "Well, since you delivered early in your last pregnancy, Alexx and I kind of decided among ourselves you needed to stay home now and rest." "But that wasn't just natural Eric! Do you not remember the events that led to that?" "I do, but we just want to be safe." "Well what am I supposed to do?" "Stay home, rest, watch TV, lay in bed and dream of me, keep thinking about me, dream of me some more-" "Ugh. Eric, bed. Now." Grinning, Eric headed off to bed, Calleigh behind him. In his mind, he'd won.