By:Morgan
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Saban owns it all. Please oh please don't sue me.
Summery: Tommy and Kim talk and you will have to read it to know the rest.
Rated: R
Distribution: Let me know where you want to put it and we'll see.
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Kimberly and Trini's Apartment
Sunday, March 26, 2000 12:29 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
The bedroom door slowly opened and revealed the distressed face of his first and only love. Tommy immediately pulled her into a hug and she clung to him as if she hadn't seen him in ten years. His hands were shaking even as he was trying to put on a brave face.
"Shhh Beautiful, please don't cry."
Without saying a word she took his hand in hers, tugged him into her room, and shut the door.
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Mother And Child Bonding And Learning Center
Sunday, March 26, 2000 12:19 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
"Okay, breath in...and out. Very nice. Keep going ladies...and in...and out," Miss Nancy pronounced. She was an overly enthusiastic lady with short bleach blonde hair and a sweet deposition. She was good at her job as a Lamaze teacher and most of her students loved her. But sometimes her witty sense of humor was a little over the top.
Aisha and Rocky lay among the throng of pregnant women and daddies to be on a bright blue bean bag chair. They had been in this class for nearly three months and had found it to be very educational and fun. At first, Rocky had been a little uncomfortable with the heavy breathing and disturbing videos they had to watch, but he had grown to actually appreciate the class. He was excited to be a father, but fear was close behind that emotion.
"Wonderful, just wonderful ladies. You did an excellent job," Miss Nancy exclaimed sounding a lot like she was on speed. "Just remember, if you have the jitters about your water breaking prematurely...just carry around a jar full of pickles with you and you will have nothing to worry about..." She then laughed in a high pitched hyena cackle. She had this thing about making her own dumb jokes and laughing at them, even if everyone else thought she was a crazy person who had escaped from a nut house.
"Well, that's it for this session. Remember, next weeks class is at one, not eleven. I have a Tae-Bo class that cannot be rescheduled. Have a great week!"
As Rocky helped his very pregnant wife up off the floor, a sharp pain raced down her spine and around to her stomach. She rubbed her back not really realizing what was going on.
"Honey, are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just a cramp," she shrieked a little as another one, stronger this time, hit her again.
"I think I may be going into labor Rocky..."
"No, that's impossible. You're not even due for another three weeks," he blurted out, not believing for a second that this was happening. "We don't even have a crib for Pete's sake. I'm not ready, so it's not happening right now."
"You're an idiot you know that. I don't really give a shit if you are ready or not. I'm having this baby tonight so go get the damn car," she said with a stomp of her foot and her finger right in his face. he scurried off. 'Men...you can't live with them, and you can't get off murdering them.'
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Kimberly and Trini's apartment
Sunday, March 26, 2000 12:33 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
"How are you doing Kim?"
"I'm okay, shocked as all hell though," she laughed a little. It brought hope to him as he saw her smile.
"I bet, how far along are you?"
"Doctor Mason said nine weeks. The baby was conceived two weeks before Trevor died," she said with her eyes downcast. "I called his parents and they seemed really happy about all this, but I don't know if I have it in me Tommy. What if I'm a horrible mother? I don't know anything about raising a baby. I know there are a lot of single moms out there, but I don't think I can be one of them. I can't do this by myself."
"You don't have to do it by yourself. Don't you ever think that. You will always have your family and friends. You will always have me."
"Thanks Tommy."
"So? What do you want, a boy or a girl?"
"A boy," she said with no hesitation at all. Without her even explaining her choice, Tommy knew her motive for wanting a son. She wanted a little boy to pass on Trevor's memory. A pang of jealously overcame him as he realized that Kim had really loved Trevor. At the beginning, when he first met Trevor, he had skeptically believed their relationship would last more than a week if even that. He had been completely astonished when Jason had called him that chilly October night in Florida. They had talked about old times and what each had missed but somehow the conversation had ended up on Kim. Jason had told him that her and Trevor were still dating, six months after he had diagnosed their relationship. He had put on his "man in denial" act when Jason had asked him how he felt. Seven months later, when Kim and Trevor had announced their engagement to the gang, his heart had felt as if it had been sat on by a fat lady in a poncho dress. He had hidden his heartache from Kim back then, but today was a different story.
"That's nice, I hope it's a boy then. Are you going to find out the sex at the sonogram?"
"Yeah, I'd like to. You know, so I can get everything ready for him or her. I don't really have the money to buy a bunch of stuff I won't use."
"Yeah, you know that you can just ask me if you need anything right?"
"I know, but I want to at least try to do this on my own..." There was an uncomfortable silence that followed her words.
"Kim? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure Tommy." She searched his eyes, as familiar to her as the back of her hand, trying to clue in as to what he was thinking. As the light went out of them, she had a good idea as to what was to come.
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Tanya's Apartment
Sunday, March 26, 2000 12:37 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
"No way Jason...the egg came way before the chicken. What would the chicken grow in if there was no egg?"
"Tanya, you are so full of shit. Everyone knows that the chicken had to come first. A chicken can't grow inside an egg," Jason bantered back. They had these deep conversations all the time, which usually led to a fight, then the best part: making up.
"Whatever, you know I'm right. You just don't want to admit it. You are in denial."
"How did I end up with you? You can't comprehend anything," he joked. She knew he was kidding, but she liked to make him think she didn't.
"You're an asshole, you know that? No, don't touch me. You're going to be touching yourself tonight."
"Awe, but I wanted you to touch me," he said with a shit-eating grin on his face.
"You're hopeless." She pulled him into her embrace and slapped him upside the head.
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Kimberly and Trini's Apartment
Sunday, March 26, 2000
Angel Grove, Ca
"Kim, why didn't we work out? I mean, I thought we had something special. Something so strong that nothing could tear us apart," his eyes conveyed the regret and sadness he was feeling.
Kim sighed. "To be honest Tommy, I don't know what went wrong. I was lonely and Chris was there. I tried calling you, but you were never home..."
"Kim, don't even try to blame that on me," Tommy was starting to get agitated.
"That's not what I meant and you know it. Look Tommy, I tried okay. It just didn't work out."
"Well, obviously you didn't try fucking hard enough. You could have at least picked up the phone and called me. But I guess that would have taken money away from your bitch lessons or shopping addiction huh? Instead, you sent that goddamn letter to the Youth Center so I could read it in front of all our friends and be humiliated even more."
Tears formed in her eyes, but she blinked them back stubbornly. "I may not have a perfect past Tommy, and I may have done some things that I regret...but I don't regret breaking up with you. When we were together, all I was was the airheaded girlfriend that held your hands in the hallway at school. Chris made me feel special, like a woman. You on the other hand made me feel like a lost little girl. I needed more than you had to offer me back then and that's the truth." Kim regretted her harsh words deeply, but all's fair in love and war.
"Is there some reason why you felt I didn't need to know this back then? If you would have told me, I would have treated you like you felt you needed to be treated. But, it doesn't matter now," Tommy spat out as he got up from his perch on the bed and grabbed his keys off her dresser. He turned to leave, but felt Kim's petite hand on his forearm. She turned him around and looked right in his eyes.
"Tommy, please don't go. I'm sorry for what I did, really I am. I didn't mean that." Tommy's dark chocolate eyes softened as he wiped a lone tear off her rosy cheek.
"I'm sorry too, I know you have other things to think about besides me." Their faces inched closer together as their eyes shuttered closed as they both leaned in for a sweet kiss. As their lips slowly got to know each other again, both felt as if their souls had been reconnected. Their tongues danced to a tune they know all too well. Then, the kisses got more frantic as they made their way over to Kim's big bed. As Kim's legs bumped into the edge of the frame, they both tumbled onto the soft, plush mattress not breaking their oral connection. They got reacquainted for about ten minutes, but as things really started to get hot and heavy, Kim put an end to the mood.
"Tommy....mmm...Tommy stop, we can't do this. It's too soon."
"I know, you're right. I'm sorry for getting so carried away," Tommy panted out as he remembered how he used to make love to her all night long and how they would...he shook his head trying to get his hormones under control, with very little success.
"No, don't be sorry, you weren't the only one," she said breathing heavily and sitting on the bed with a silly grin on her face.
"That was nice." His exclamation came out of no where.
Kim giggled. "Yeah...Well, maybe you should get going."
"All right Beautiful, I'll see you later then..." After a kiss on the brow, Tommy got up and left with a cocky grin and a new outlook on life. 'Maybe things will be okay after all...'
When Tommy shut the door, Kim flopped back onto her bed with a sigh. 'Sorry Trev.'
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I thought I would never get that all typed out. Okay, did you like it? Hate it? Is there anyone you feel I am leaving out or someone that needs more dialogue? Do you want to tell me off and tell me to stop writing fanfics? Just review the story! Any comments are welcome...and I'm sorry if I offended you if you are a fat lady wearing a poncho dress...
