Accidental Marriage - Part 11
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I own the new character. Do not steal. I can hunt you down. ^_^ Have a nice day.
Angie was held up in the house in Maryland. Because the house was just recently bought there was no reason to worry that the press would find her. She was anxious. Angie couldn't really leave. Sidney had dropped by with groceries. They talked. Sidney said that Heero and the other Gundam pilots were trying their best to help. Angie was alone again. Sidney couldn't stay for very long. Quatre called often, but Angie was paranoid.
There was knock at the door. Angie wasn't sure if she should open the door or not. She looked through the window quickly. There was a group of men. One of them was well over six feet tall. He had dark hair. They were dressed like an Arabian army. Angie opened the door with a questioning look. The men bowed to her. 'Quatre must have sent them,' thought Angie looking at them.
"Mrs. Winner, I am Rashid. Master Quatre sent me," said the tall man.
Angela realized something. These men were part of the Maganac corps. They worked for the Winner family. They were a formidable fighting force during the wars. These men were sent to protect her.
"Yes, please come inside," said Angie.
Rashid was followed by nineteen other Maganacs. Half the corps was here to protect her. They all crowded the living room. Angie didn't know what to do exactly. She looked at them. They were all still standing. Angie felt a little uncomfortable. The room was filled with men. 'Including the baby,' thought Angie.
"We are here to protect you, Mrs. Winner. We will be setting up security around this home," said Rashid calmly. He was very happy to hear that Quatre had gotten married. He wanted to know what Quatre's wife was like.
"Very well. When is Quatre coming home?" asked Angie. Quatre didn't say exactly when he was coming. She was hoping it was soon, and that Rashid would know for sure.
"He didn't say, Mistress," said Rashid.
"Then, set up security. I need to lay down," said Angie as she turned to go back to the bedroom.
"Are you all right, Mistress?" asked Rashid with concern. He noticed that she carried herself with an underlying power. Something that Rashid didn't know that she had inherited from her father.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for asking, Mr. Rashid," said Angie with a smile, "Thank you to all of you."
The Maganacs sent to work. They set up the equipment. All of them agreed that they liked the new mistress. She was a perfect match for their master.
* * *
Quatre was in his flat day and night. It was becoming into a prison. He was starting to stir crazy. He was worried about Angie and the baby above all. His sisters have been trying to reach him for the past few days. He didn't want to talk to them for the time being. Quatre had unplugged the phone, and he only plugged it back in when he had to make a call. Quatre was paying attention to the news. There was news vans parked outside like vultures waiting for a carcass in a desert. Quatre wasn't about to give them a personal statement. He had the news turned on.
"It has been three days since the news of ,billionaire, Quatre Rabera Winner's marriage to British doctor, Angela Hart. There have been no personal statements from Mr. Winner. However, today we just received a personal statement from Dr. Hart's father, millionaire, Jacob Hart," said a male newscaster.
Quatre was afraid as to what his father-in-law was going to say. He put his head in his hand, and rested his elbows on his knees.
"This is a violation of my family's privacy. This is a very important time for them. My daughter and son-in-law have a right to privacy. I will not allow my family to be attacked over a private matter. My son-in-law did nothing wrong when he joined my family. None of you have the right to even know about their marriage. Therefore, I will not allow any attacks on his character," said Mr. Hart in a firm voice. Quatre looked at the TV screen. His father-in-law looked very firm and defensive. He was standing up not just for Angie, but also for him. Quatre also noticed that Mr. Hart didn't say anything about the baby.
Quatre had a smile on his face. He owned Mr. Hart everything. Mr. Hart gave Quatre a place in the family. He also defended Quatre like a father would. He decided to call Angie.
"Hello?" called Quatre. One of the Managacs answered the phone.
"Master Quatre! We're here and everything has been set up," he reported.
"Can I please talk to my wife?" asked Quatre.
"The Mistress is resting, Master. I shall check if she is up," answered the Managac. He bowed and went to go see if Angie was up.
Angie took the line in the study where she could have some privacy. She opened the line. "Hello, Quatre," said Angie.
"I hope they're treating you well," said Quatre.
"Yes, I'm great. It's nice to have some company," said Angie with a smile.
"I was watching the news. Your father came on," said Quatre.
"That's right. Isn't that great? I knew Daddy wouldn't let us down, "said Angie.
"I think I'll call and thank him," said Quatre.
"I already thanked him. He said it wasn't a big deal. But, if you still want to call him it's no big deal," offered Angie.
"I'll call him when I get off with you," said Quatre.
"I'll be getting off the line in about five minutes. Baby's hungry. When are you coming home?" asked Angie.
"In two days. I'll be able to make the appointment at Dr. Wong's office. Bye, Angie," said Quatre with a smile. Nothing was going to keep him from something important.
"Bye, Quatre," said Angie with a smile.
* * *
Robert was sitting pretty in his office. He wasn't that high in rank at New Saint, but he got away with murdered just the same. Robert was the type of person who liked to get what he wanted. He had always been that way. Ever since he was a little boy in Scotland. His family had been poor. Robert had struggled most of his life. He found a way to make things go the way he wanted them to. Robert was sneaky and underhanded. He manipulated people to his will. When Robert had graduated out of medical school, he unleashed terror on his closest co-workers. He hated people who had it easy all their lives.
Robert had met Angela when he was at the pier. She was different from anyone he had ever met. Angela was like sunshine. Robert thought of asking her to marry him. However, Angie was always argumentative. He was hoping that breaking up with her would make her more malleable. Robert wasn't expecting her to get married so quickly.
Robert hated Quatre Winner. Yes, he hated him for taking Angie. So, he wasn't about to make things easy for them. Robert had to plan his next move. Almost anyone would have noticed that he didn't seem to be doing a lot. That's because he had his supervisor in his corner pocket. The supervisor was deathly afraid of losing his job. Robert was dangling something over his head. This made Robert untouchable.
* * *
Quatre had finally arrived at home. He found two Managacs at the front door. They bowed to him, and Quatre took out his key. He let himself in. He found Angie and Rashid sitting at the dining table. They both looked up when he walked in.
"Hello," said Quatre. Angie got up and gave him a kiss on his lips. "Missed me?"
"Yes. It took you long enough," said Angie.
Rashid got up from his seat. "I have to go check on something, Master Quatre," he said. He wanted to give them some privacy.
"That's all right, Rashid. Let's all sit down and have some dinner," said Angie with a smile. She stood up to go and get something for Quatre.
"Are you sure you want to get it on your own?" asked Quatre.
"Yes. I'm fine," answered Angie as she rolled her eyes at him. Quatre smirked at her.
"She really knows how to cook, Master Quatre," complimented Rashid.
"Thank you. But, it's really all her. All the kitchen gadgets you saw are all hers. She loves to cook," explained Quatre. This was the first time he was at the house when it had furniture. It looked like home. Angie came back with some food for Quatre.
"If you want something to drink, then you can do that yourself," said Angie. Her hands were too full to pick up a drink.
"That's all right. I'll do it myself," said Quatre.
When he came back he told them his plan for what they were going to do next. Afterwards, Rashid left them. Quatre brought out all the things his sisters had sent him. When they found out that he wasn't answering the phones or e-mails, they started to send him snail mail.
"This is so bad. I feel so awful," said Angie. She was looking at the letters from Quatre's sisters.
"They'll get over it," said Quatre. He opened a card from one of his sister. It said on the front "Congratulations on Your Marriage." This was strange he thought that they were all mad at him. Quatre opened the front and read it. He quickly closed it.
"What did it say?" asked Angie. She grabbed the card from Quatre before he had a chance to answer her. She looked at the outside of the card. "Aw. See? They all can't be mad at you, Quatre."
"Wanna bet look inside," said Quatre. Angie opened the card she read it out loud.
"I have no brother," read Angie. Quatre slouched in his chair. "Aw. Poor Quatre. They can't stay mad at you forever."
Angie gave him a kiss on his cheek and rubbed his shoulder. Angie's eyes lit up at that moment. "The baby's kicking," said Angie. Quatre placed his hand on the baby. He was smiling again.
"He'd better watch it. What's he trying to do kick his way out? Listen to me, you have over five months left in there, son," said Quatre leaning closely to Angie's middle. The baby didn't stop. "Are you listening to me? I don't believe this. Unborn and already he's not listening to me."
Angie started laughing. Quatre laughed with her. Angie started yawning. It was ten in the evening. She was already tired.
"Let's go to bed," said Quatre. They went upstairs. The Managacs stayed out of their way.
Quatre and Angie got ready for bed. They were lying in each other's arms when Angie started giggling.
"Why are you laughing?" asked Quatre.
"I just thought of something. We do everything backwards. For two people who are suppose to be methodical we did everything backwards," said Angie with a giggle.
"What do you mean by 'backwards'?" asked Quatre. He had no idea what she meant.
"We got married, having a baby, and fell in love. All in that order. It's all backwards," said Angie. She looked into his blue eyes under the moonlight. Quatre gazed back at her. He had a smile on his face.
"You know what?" asked Quatre.
"What?" asked Angie back.
"I wouldn't have had any other way," answered Quatre. He gave her a kiss on her lips. Angie gave him a smile and they went to sleep.
* * *
Dr. Wong was using the sonogram machine to show the baby on screen for Quatre and Angie.
"See, he's just fine. Everything is perfect. You're fine too, Angie," said Dr. Wong.
Quatre was watching the baby on the screen. He was livelier than the last time.
"You are now four months along," said Dr. Wong. It was true. They were now married for four months. The baby was getting bigger. Angie was now wearing some maternity clothes. She would start to show to the world soon.
"There's nothing going on," said Dr. Wong. She knew that Angie was a doctor. "I wanted to say that you guys are holding up really well considering the circumstances."
"I wanted to ask you about a Dr. Robert Charles," said Quatre. He and Angie had discussed Robert. Angie felt guilty for bring this on her husband. Quatre said that he would take care of it. Angie believed him, but she still felt bad. Quatre said that she was smart enough to dump Robert. He was mad at Robert. Quatre wasn't about to let Robert hurt his family.
"Yes, Dr. Robert Charles works here. If I were you I would steer clear of him," warned Dr. Wong.
"Too late," mumbled Angie. Quatre held her hand.
"I've heard rumors about Dr. Charles. He's a cardiologist, but he never really works. He's still on the pay roll. I don't know why. There are rumors that he's blackmailing some of the senior staff. Some of the nurses are claiming sexual harassment. There's a lot more, but no one wants to report him," said Dr. Wong.
"I see," said Quatre. He now had a plan. All he had to do was wait.
"I have do to an amniocentesis and then you can go. Rest when you get home. I'm leaving that responsibility to you, Quatre," said Dr. Wong. She took out a large needle with a smaller needle in it. Quatre looked at the needle with slight apprehension. Angie and Dr. Wong acted like it was nothing. 'I think it's as doctor thing,' thought Quatre.
When they were done, Rashid picked them up in a car with tinted windows. They went to the beach for a picnic. Rashid and five other Managacs stayed nearby just in case. Quatre and Angie had to tell his family about the baby before anything else happened. It was a good thing that the nursery had no furniture in it. Otherwise, the Managacs would have known for sure that there was a baby on the way. Rashid didn't question why they went to the hospital. He knew that Angie was a doctor.
Quatre played his violin for Angie. She listened carefully and she had a nice peaceful look on her face. She smiled at him when he was done with a song.
"That was beautiful," said Angie in a soft voice. Most people didn't know that she could sing. She had a very beautiful voice, but at the age of nine she had terrible stage fright. Angie didn't sing in public anymore after that ill-fated winter concert in London all those years ago.
"I also play the piano," said Quatre.
"So does Sidney and Chris," said Angie.
"How is Chris taking it?" asked Quatre. He knew how much Chris hated being out of the loop.
"Not too badly. He was angry at first. He said that he would come up with a way to stomp Robert to pieces. I said that you were going to do it," said Angie with a smile. Chris was the most forgiving soul in the world. He forgave Sidney about her lying about her identity for so long.
"Is he going to let me handle it?" asked Quatre. He really wanted to be the one to do it.
"He said you should do it. But, only if you get a piece of Robert for him," said Angie as she flashed a beautiful smile.
"Somehow, knowing how big Robert's ego is, there's plenty of him to around," remarked Quatre. They laughed at this.
"How are we going to tell your sisters about him?" asked Angie looking down at her expanding body.
"About who?" asked Quatre playfully.
"The baby. Stupid," answered Angie playfully punching his arm. Quatre gave her a strange look and started to tickle her. "Stop!" said Angie. Quatre laughed at this, and then he was serious again.
"I have no idea," said Quatre.
"I think I know how. You're sister's lovely greeting card gave me an idea. I say we send the announcement the old fashion way with cards," suggested Angie.
"Well, it's better than my idea. The one I just thought up," said Quatre thoughtfully.
"What was your idea?" asked Angie.
"Just show the baby to them when he's born. They wouldn't dare strike a man holding a baby," joked Quatre with a smile.
Author's Note: Sorry. I should really write more. But, it's almost one in the morning where I am. So, this is it for now.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I own the new character. Do not steal. I can hunt you down. ^_^ Have a nice day.
Angie was held up in the house in Maryland. Because the house was just recently bought there was no reason to worry that the press would find her. She was anxious. Angie couldn't really leave. Sidney had dropped by with groceries. They talked. Sidney said that Heero and the other Gundam pilots were trying their best to help. Angie was alone again. Sidney couldn't stay for very long. Quatre called often, but Angie was paranoid.
There was knock at the door. Angie wasn't sure if she should open the door or not. She looked through the window quickly. There was a group of men. One of them was well over six feet tall. He had dark hair. They were dressed like an Arabian army. Angie opened the door with a questioning look. The men bowed to her. 'Quatre must have sent them,' thought Angie looking at them.
"Mrs. Winner, I am Rashid. Master Quatre sent me," said the tall man.
Angela realized something. These men were part of the Maganac corps. They worked for the Winner family. They were a formidable fighting force during the wars. These men were sent to protect her.
"Yes, please come inside," said Angie.
Rashid was followed by nineteen other Maganacs. Half the corps was here to protect her. They all crowded the living room. Angie didn't know what to do exactly. She looked at them. They were all still standing. Angie felt a little uncomfortable. The room was filled with men. 'Including the baby,' thought Angie.
"We are here to protect you, Mrs. Winner. We will be setting up security around this home," said Rashid calmly. He was very happy to hear that Quatre had gotten married. He wanted to know what Quatre's wife was like.
"Very well. When is Quatre coming home?" asked Angie. Quatre didn't say exactly when he was coming. She was hoping it was soon, and that Rashid would know for sure.
"He didn't say, Mistress," said Rashid.
"Then, set up security. I need to lay down," said Angie as she turned to go back to the bedroom.
"Are you all right, Mistress?" asked Rashid with concern. He noticed that she carried herself with an underlying power. Something that Rashid didn't know that she had inherited from her father.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for asking, Mr. Rashid," said Angie with a smile, "Thank you to all of you."
The Maganacs sent to work. They set up the equipment. All of them agreed that they liked the new mistress. She was a perfect match for their master.
* * *
Quatre was in his flat day and night. It was becoming into a prison. He was starting to stir crazy. He was worried about Angie and the baby above all. His sisters have been trying to reach him for the past few days. He didn't want to talk to them for the time being. Quatre had unplugged the phone, and he only plugged it back in when he had to make a call. Quatre was paying attention to the news. There was news vans parked outside like vultures waiting for a carcass in a desert. Quatre wasn't about to give them a personal statement. He had the news turned on.
"It has been three days since the news of ,billionaire, Quatre Rabera Winner's marriage to British doctor, Angela Hart. There have been no personal statements from Mr. Winner. However, today we just received a personal statement from Dr. Hart's father, millionaire, Jacob Hart," said a male newscaster.
Quatre was afraid as to what his father-in-law was going to say. He put his head in his hand, and rested his elbows on his knees.
"This is a violation of my family's privacy. This is a very important time for them. My daughter and son-in-law have a right to privacy. I will not allow my family to be attacked over a private matter. My son-in-law did nothing wrong when he joined my family. None of you have the right to even know about their marriage. Therefore, I will not allow any attacks on his character," said Mr. Hart in a firm voice. Quatre looked at the TV screen. His father-in-law looked very firm and defensive. He was standing up not just for Angie, but also for him. Quatre also noticed that Mr. Hart didn't say anything about the baby.
Quatre had a smile on his face. He owned Mr. Hart everything. Mr. Hart gave Quatre a place in the family. He also defended Quatre like a father would. He decided to call Angie.
"Hello?" called Quatre. One of the Managacs answered the phone.
"Master Quatre! We're here and everything has been set up," he reported.
"Can I please talk to my wife?" asked Quatre.
"The Mistress is resting, Master. I shall check if she is up," answered the Managac. He bowed and went to go see if Angie was up.
Angie took the line in the study where she could have some privacy. She opened the line. "Hello, Quatre," said Angie.
"I hope they're treating you well," said Quatre.
"Yes, I'm great. It's nice to have some company," said Angie with a smile.
"I was watching the news. Your father came on," said Quatre.
"That's right. Isn't that great? I knew Daddy wouldn't let us down, "said Angie.
"I think I'll call and thank him," said Quatre.
"I already thanked him. He said it wasn't a big deal. But, if you still want to call him it's no big deal," offered Angie.
"I'll call him when I get off with you," said Quatre.
"I'll be getting off the line in about five minutes. Baby's hungry. When are you coming home?" asked Angie.
"In two days. I'll be able to make the appointment at Dr. Wong's office. Bye, Angie," said Quatre with a smile. Nothing was going to keep him from something important.
"Bye, Quatre," said Angie with a smile.
* * *
Robert was sitting pretty in his office. He wasn't that high in rank at New Saint, but he got away with murdered just the same. Robert was the type of person who liked to get what he wanted. He had always been that way. Ever since he was a little boy in Scotland. His family had been poor. Robert had struggled most of his life. He found a way to make things go the way he wanted them to. Robert was sneaky and underhanded. He manipulated people to his will. When Robert had graduated out of medical school, he unleashed terror on his closest co-workers. He hated people who had it easy all their lives.
Robert had met Angela when he was at the pier. She was different from anyone he had ever met. Angela was like sunshine. Robert thought of asking her to marry him. However, Angie was always argumentative. He was hoping that breaking up with her would make her more malleable. Robert wasn't expecting her to get married so quickly.
Robert hated Quatre Winner. Yes, he hated him for taking Angie. So, he wasn't about to make things easy for them. Robert had to plan his next move. Almost anyone would have noticed that he didn't seem to be doing a lot. That's because he had his supervisor in his corner pocket. The supervisor was deathly afraid of losing his job. Robert was dangling something over his head. This made Robert untouchable.
* * *
Quatre had finally arrived at home. He found two Managacs at the front door. They bowed to him, and Quatre took out his key. He let himself in. He found Angie and Rashid sitting at the dining table. They both looked up when he walked in.
"Hello," said Quatre. Angie got up and gave him a kiss on his lips. "Missed me?"
"Yes. It took you long enough," said Angie.
Rashid got up from his seat. "I have to go check on something, Master Quatre," he said. He wanted to give them some privacy.
"That's all right, Rashid. Let's all sit down and have some dinner," said Angie with a smile. She stood up to go and get something for Quatre.
"Are you sure you want to get it on your own?" asked Quatre.
"Yes. I'm fine," answered Angie as she rolled her eyes at him. Quatre smirked at her.
"She really knows how to cook, Master Quatre," complimented Rashid.
"Thank you. But, it's really all her. All the kitchen gadgets you saw are all hers. She loves to cook," explained Quatre. This was the first time he was at the house when it had furniture. It looked like home. Angie came back with some food for Quatre.
"If you want something to drink, then you can do that yourself," said Angie. Her hands were too full to pick up a drink.
"That's all right. I'll do it myself," said Quatre.
When he came back he told them his plan for what they were going to do next. Afterwards, Rashid left them. Quatre brought out all the things his sisters had sent him. When they found out that he wasn't answering the phones or e-mails, they started to send him snail mail.
"This is so bad. I feel so awful," said Angie. She was looking at the letters from Quatre's sisters.
"They'll get over it," said Quatre. He opened a card from one of his sister. It said on the front "Congratulations on Your Marriage." This was strange he thought that they were all mad at him. Quatre opened the front and read it. He quickly closed it.
"What did it say?" asked Angie. She grabbed the card from Quatre before he had a chance to answer her. She looked at the outside of the card. "Aw. See? They all can't be mad at you, Quatre."
"Wanna bet look inside," said Quatre. Angie opened the card she read it out loud.
"I have no brother," read Angie. Quatre slouched in his chair. "Aw. Poor Quatre. They can't stay mad at you forever."
Angie gave him a kiss on his cheek and rubbed his shoulder. Angie's eyes lit up at that moment. "The baby's kicking," said Angie. Quatre placed his hand on the baby. He was smiling again.
"He'd better watch it. What's he trying to do kick his way out? Listen to me, you have over five months left in there, son," said Quatre leaning closely to Angie's middle. The baby didn't stop. "Are you listening to me? I don't believe this. Unborn and already he's not listening to me."
Angie started laughing. Quatre laughed with her. Angie started yawning. It was ten in the evening. She was already tired.
"Let's go to bed," said Quatre. They went upstairs. The Managacs stayed out of their way.
Quatre and Angie got ready for bed. They were lying in each other's arms when Angie started giggling.
"Why are you laughing?" asked Quatre.
"I just thought of something. We do everything backwards. For two people who are suppose to be methodical we did everything backwards," said Angie with a giggle.
"What do you mean by 'backwards'?" asked Quatre. He had no idea what she meant.
"We got married, having a baby, and fell in love. All in that order. It's all backwards," said Angie. She looked into his blue eyes under the moonlight. Quatre gazed back at her. He had a smile on his face.
"You know what?" asked Quatre.
"What?" asked Angie back.
"I wouldn't have had any other way," answered Quatre. He gave her a kiss on her lips. Angie gave him a smile and they went to sleep.
* * *
Dr. Wong was using the sonogram machine to show the baby on screen for Quatre and Angie.
"See, he's just fine. Everything is perfect. You're fine too, Angie," said Dr. Wong.
Quatre was watching the baby on the screen. He was livelier than the last time.
"You are now four months along," said Dr. Wong. It was true. They were now married for four months. The baby was getting bigger. Angie was now wearing some maternity clothes. She would start to show to the world soon.
"There's nothing going on," said Dr. Wong. She knew that Angie was a doctor. "I wanted to say that you guys are holding up really well considering the circumstances."
"I wanted to ask you about a Dr. Robert Charles," said Quatre. He and Angie had discussed Robert. Angie felt guilty for bring this on her husband. Quatre said that he would take care of it. Angie believed him, but she still felt bad. Quatre said that she was smart enough to dump Robert. He was mad at Robert. Quatre wasn't about to let Robert hurt his family.
"Yes, Dr. Robert Charles works here. If I were you I would steer clear of him," warned Dr. Wong.
"Too late," mumbled Angie. Quatre held her hand.
"I've heard rumors about Dr. Charles. He's a cardiologist, but he never really works. He's still on the pay roll. I don't know why. There are rumors that he's blackmailing some of the senior staff. Some of the nurses are claiming sexual harassment. There's a lot more, but no one wants to report him," said Dr. Wong.
"I see," said Quatre. He now had a plan. All he had to do was wait.
"I have do to an amniocentesis and then you can go. Rest when you get home. I'm leaving that responsibility to you, Quatre," said Dr. Wong. She took out a large needle with a smaller needle in it. Quatre looked at the needle with slight apprehension. Angie and Dr. Wong acted like it was nothing. 'I think it's as doctor thing,' thought Quatre.
When they were done, Rashid picked them up in a car with tinted windows. They went to the beach for a picnic. Rashid and five other Managacs stayed nearby just in case. Quatre and Angie had to tell his family about the baby before anything else happened. It was a good thing that the nursery had no furniture in it. Otherwise, the Managacs would have known for sure that there was a baby on the way. Rashid didn't question why they went to the hospital. He knew that Angie was a doctor.
Quatre played his violin for Angie. She listened carefully and she had a nice peaceful look on her face. She smiled at him when he was done with a song.
"That was beautiful," said Angie in a soft voice. Most people didn't know that she could sing. She had a very beautiful voice, but at the age of nine she had terrible stage fright. Angie didn't sing in public anymore after that ill-fated winter concert in London all those years ago.
"I also play the piano," said Quatre.
"So does Sidney and Chris," said Angie.
"How is Chris taking it?" asked Quatre. He knew how much Chris hated being out of the loop.
"Not too badly. He was angry at first. He said that he would come up with a way to stomp Robert to pieces. I said that you were going to do it," said Angie with a smile. Chris was the most forgiving soul in the world. He forgave Sidney about her lying about her identity for so long.
"Is he going to let me handle it?" asked Quatre. He really wanted to be the one to do it.
"He said you should do it. But, only if you get a piece of Robert for him," said Angie as she flashed a beautiful smile.
"Somehow, knowing how big Robert's ego is, there's plenty of him to around," remarked Quatre. They laughed at this.
"How are we going to tell your sisters about him?" asked Angie looking down at her expanding body.
"About who?" asked Quatre playfully.
"The baby. Stupid," answered Angie playfully punching his arm. Quatre gave her a strange look and started to tickle her. "Stop!" said Angie. Quatre laughed at this, and then he was serious again.
"I have no idea," said Quatre.
"I think I know how. You're sister's lovely greeting card gave me an idea. I say we send the announcement the old fashion way with cards," suggested Angie.
"Well, it's better than my idea. The one I just thought up," said Quatre thoughtfully.
"What was your idea?" asked Angie.
"Just show the baby to them when he's born. They wouldn't dare strike a man holding a baby," joked Quatre with a smile.
Author's Note: Sorry. I should really write more. But, it's almost one in the morning where I am. So, this is it for now.