An Unexpected Fight. Part II.
The next two weeks were a little different for Kara than her first pregnancy.
Last time she almost couldn't stop eating half the time whereas now she wasn't as hungry as before. Maybe because I had twins which meant I was eating for the extra stomach? She also wasn't showing as much as she though she would at four months but then she remembered her mother's words about some Kryptonian women not showing when they were pregnant. Her chest began producing some milk, but not as much since she still had some from her first pregnancy. They're never going back to normal. With her first pregnancy she didn't throw up as much either, maybe ten times max in the total nine months, but this time around it seemed as if when Baby Allen knew that he or she was going to be born from the expecting parents; Baby Allen decided to play around.
Barry felt the bed shift rapidly and feet running to the West's bathroom, soon hearing someone vomiting in the bathroom. He sat up and tip toed out of the room to not wake the sleeping toddlers in a shared crib opposite of Barry's childhood bed. He walked out to the hallway, turned to the bathroom, and walked into the opened door. As Kara continued to barf into the toilet bowl Barry leaned over her. He pulled the back of her hair and held it up to keep it dry from the vomit, using his free hand to rub her back in small circles.
After a couple of moments Kara's barfing ended. A second later a large cup of ice cold water was in her view, freshly made. "Thanks." She said in a hoarse voice and sniffed to inhale fresh air.
"I bet you didn't expect this much morning sickness."
"No," The blonde whined to her boyfriend. She gulped down the water and turned to the father of almost three. "Ms. Grant told me the first time around with the girls, that with her son Carter she was throwing up the entire nine months. I don't want Baby Allen to do the same."
"You didn't throw up too much with the girls. Maybe he'll follow."
"Oh, now you want a boy?" Kara smirked.
"Yep." Barry brushed back a piece of her hair. "I've got a name picked out already. Ready? Bart Allen!"
Kara rolled her eyes at the name. "Bart Allen? Why Bart Allen?"
Barry shrugged. "I dunno. I like the sound of it. What'd you have planned?"
"Fred Allen."
"Hey," Barry smiled. "Alien Allen!"
Barry went back to sleep, but Kara's natural wake up time was around the same time she had thrown up. Kara had checked on the girls quickly and saw that Nichole was wide awake with arms up to be lifted.
Kara carried the one year old down the stairs with her; unfortunately by the final step Kara ran in speed, dropping Nichole onto a sleeping Joe's lap, and gagged into the kitchen sink.
The second she dropped the invisible blonde on Joe's lap, Joe woke up in a sudden and a bit confused. "Huh?" He blinked several times before feeling something slipping from his lap to the ground. Finding where the hand marks held onto his jeans, creating the crease, Joe figured where Nichole's arms were and held her. "Got ya." He laughed. "How did you get out of the—" Before he could finish, he began to hear Kara puking louder. "Never mind."
Kara splashed cold water into her mouth, rinsed it around in her mouth, then spat it back into the running sink that drained the vomit.
"You okay?" Joe asked walking into the kitchen.
"Yeah. Sorry, did I wake you?"
"Probably would of woken up anyways," He said. "You two were out late last night."
"The first two hours were fine until we each were called for hero help, then when we reunited a half hour later we teamed up to fight this meta human that used mind control on animals that was trying to take down the vice president's daughter-in-law that he dated in high school." Kara explained. "That took forever because the giant elephants kept blowing us away. Even me."
"Hmm, sounds like daddy Tarzan and mommy Jane had fun last night, Nicks." Joe amusingly said to the toddler. "Just don't stress yourself."
"I'm trying not too. But at least these two aren't too much of a handful anymore. Just one sassy girl and one silly girl." Kara tickled Nichole's bare foot. "Hungry, sweet girl?" The blonde giggled and moved everything around in the room. Not too much, but just a few. "Okay."
"Just don't stress out. Not good for an expecting mother." Joe smirked. Kara's eyes grew a little wide and before she could utter a single sound; Joe said, "Kara, do you think I became both a parent and a detective that's dealt with lots of pregnant woman before, yesterday?"
"Well we were going to tell everyone next week during game night at Cisco's apartment." She smiled sheepishly. "We had this whole thing planned about using that picture drawing dictionary game to tell everyone. Draw a berry, a car with the special a symbol next to it then draw a slice of cheese, half of an ink bottle and a baby bottle."
"Barry and Kara, cheese half ink baby. Sounds uncanny."