TITLE: DAYS Fairy Tale: Eric & Greta: Chapters 156-160
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (from when Jensen was on days)
Rating: If you can watch DAYS, you can read this. If there is a rating change, a link to the chap. will be provided.
Disclaimer: Days of Our Lives and all of their characters are property of Corday Productions and NBC.
My Rant: Okay, I'm finally putting this up on FanFiction.net. Mostly to free up my website space. This was started way back in Oct. of 1999, and I haven't decided if it's finished yet or not. Reviews are always welcome!
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Chapter 156
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Eric and Greta exited the elevator and found Brandon and Sami stepping up to the hostess. "Sami," Eric called out, and she turned to look and smiled at the two of them. They quickly walked over to the hostess as well, "Almost thought we weren't going to make it, had a little traffic." He said, giving Sami a hug.
"Not a problem, we just got here." She turned to the hostess, "Reservations under Brady."
"Right this way," she said leading them into the Grill.
The four followed her to the table, "What's this?" Greta asked looking at the large table, all set and ready for eight.
Sami smiled, "No, it's okay, thanks." She said to the hostess and she left. "I called mom after I talked to you guys. Everyone's been so worried with the fight you guys had, and so I wanted to tell her everything was okay. Well you know mom." She said shaking her head looking at Eric.
Eric sighed, and looked at Greta, "Remember you are the one that wanted to go out to dinner."
"I was starving." She said with a large sigh and sat down in a chair.
"Was?" He asked looking at her.
"Well now, I feel sick." She said and rested her chin on her hand as she leaned against the table. Eric sat down next to her, and reached over and rubbed her back slightly.
Brandon and Sami sat down next to them, "Yep, and once she found out that the two of you were coming out to dinner with us, she invited herself as well as John, Belle, and Brady." Eric rolled his eyes, and then his neck in a circle, but then he laughed.
Greta looked over at him with a dirty look, "What's so funny?"
"Oh, come on Greta. You know that we could NEVER get a night that we want to ourselves, this was fate's cruel way of reminding us that in Salem we don't control our own lives."
Brandon looked at the two of them, and watched Greta rub her hand over her face, "Are you okay?" He asked her.
She looked up and smiled, "Yeah, just really, really tired. Didn't sleep much, and it's already been a very long day."
He nodded, "So you two were looking forward to a nice, relaxing night, and a large group of family wasn't exactly what you wanted."
Eric nodded, "Exactly."
"I know how that is, but at least when your family gets together it's lots of hugs, smiling, and friendly conversation."
"And tons of personal questions." Greta chimed in, "And the 'We need to see you more,' and..." She just trailed off in a yawn. Then she felt bad, "I shouldn't say that. I remember a time when I thought I didn't have any family, and I would have given anything for what I have now."
Eric moved his hand up to her neck, and worked his fingers around it, and she smiled at him. Sami grinned, "Well, it wasn't my idea I assure you, I wasn't really up for that either. Especially, I hate to say it, for mom and Belle. They just get all, happy and bubbly." Eric laughed, and Greta just grinned. "I mean I love them, just, it sometimes just..."
"Gets on your nerves." Eric replied, and Sami nodded. "Well you guys know we are okay, how are you going?"
Brandon smiled, "Good."
"Yep, good." Sami replied, and then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "We were just heading out to dinner here, when I called you. Nothing out of the ordinary, and when I found out everything was okay, Brandon told me to invite you, and I thought it was a good idea."
"Well, I honestly am surprised that you haven't asked what the fight was about." Eric told her.
Sami smiled looking at the two of them with a smile, "Well..." But she was cut off my Marlena.
"There they are!" She said rushing over and giving everyone a hug. The four took their seats. John gave Greta a hug, and then Belle did before she sat next to her. "So everything is okay?" She asked looking at the two of them.
"Yes mom, it was just a big misunderstanding." He said looking at the menu, trying to just get past it.
"About what?" Belle asked looking at him.
"Belle." John said to her, "It's really none of our business." Greta smiled at him, and almost voiced a thank you, but Marlena stopped her.
"Yes it is." John looked at her questioning. "Well, I mean, they did get us all worried, we should be able to know at least what it was about. Because if it was just the way she folded his shirts or something, I'm going to have to have a talk with my son."
There were a few giggles from around the table. But Eric and Greta just sighed, they really, really didn't want to deal with this.
Eric was about ready to reply, but stopped when the waiter came over to take their orders. Everyone went around the table and ordered, and he hopped that that would have ended things but he was wrong. "Well?" Marlena asked.
Greta just shook her head and looked at him, she decided, that he could at least answer up for this one. Eric saw the slight smile on her lips, and knew that in a way she was enjoying this, maybe it was good. He did cause a huge ruckus, maybe it was time to pay the piper, so to speak. But then another thought went through his head, "You know, ever since Sami found out everything was okay, she never even asked what it was about. Why, do you have to know?" He asked.
But Sami grinned, and interrupted, "Actually, because I already do."
"What?" Eric and Greta said in unison towards her.
"Well, I dropped of Will to Lucas this afternoon, and he kinda told me all about it. So I know what it was about, and I know you were talking. But I didn't know you had completely made up, and well... there was something else I was slightly curious about." She said with a large grin, her eyes sparkling at the two of them.
Eric sighed, and looked over at Greta, "Now it's the second time today that I want to kill Lucas." Greta, Brandon and Sami laughed, and the other four gave them a concerned look.
"Kill Lucas?" Brady asked in disbelief, "Why?"
"Well, it's a long story.." Eric started to say, but was stopped with Sami waving her hands in front of him.
"Oh stop, you don't need to tell them anything, except to answer my question!" She looked at them, waiting. Brandon smiling next to her.
"What question?" Belle asked.
Sami waved at Belle to stop her, and turned back to the two. But all she was getting were the two of them looking at each other, smiling, and trying to decide what to say or do. Then she squealed, "He was right!" She said, Eric nodded slightly and she leaned over and gave Eric a huge hug.
Brandon nodded, "That's fantastic."
"What are you talking about?" Marlena asked.
Eric turned to Greta, "We might as well tell them, before Sami does." Greta ginned and nodded, and motioned back and forth between them, "You can." He said.
"Thanks a lot," she said and took a need breath and turned to the very confused for people at the table.
She decided not to lead up to it, and just get it out and over with, and then a large smile spread across her face when she remembered exactly how wonderful the thing was she was about to say. Eric reached over, wrapped his arm around her, and grabbed her hand. "We're going to have a baby."
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Chapter 157
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Eric looked around the table at the shocked expressions on their families faces, and smiled. Marlena's shocked look turned into a huge smile, "Oh my God, that's great! When did you find out? How far along are you? Is this a surprise or have you been trying?..."
"Doc, doc, calm down." John told her patting her hand, "Let them talk." He said turning to them, with a huge smile.
Eric grinned, "Well, we just found out this afternoon. And we having been trying to have a baby actually." he admitted.
"Why didn't you tell anyone?" She asked them.
"Because they know you and the rest of the family, mom." Sami said, "Everyone would have been all over them, all of the time." Everyone laughed at that, except for Marlena, who was trying not admit that she was right.
"And as for how far along I am, well, I'm two months and four days along," Greta said with a smile.
Sami looked at her strange, "That's pretty darn exact, how do you know that?"
"Well, actually, the ultra sound said that I was just over two months, but we know that for that to be true..." Greta just let it hang in the air.
"Work was really, really hectic at that time." Eric said, and Marlena shook her head remembering. "And actually, we should actually thank you John, because with out you, we might not be making this announcement tonight."
John gave him a strange look, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you did get your jet to come pick me up in England and bring me back to Salem, so that I could see Greta before she headed off to DC."
"Well, well, well, we know what happened when he got home." Brady said with a wicked grin, which Belle then hit his shoulder hard for, and he gave a hurt look and rubbed his shoulder.
"Brady!" She said giving him a dirty look.
"So we have just about 7 months to get ready to welcome this new family member." Marlena said, with a smile and watery eyes. "So much to do, baby showers, the nursery, picking out names..."
"Don't scare them," Sami told her. She then turned back to them, "Don't worry, you'll have plenty of time, so much you will be wishing it's over sooner than later. And Greta, if you do have any questions or anything, just ask."
"Thanks Sami, I will." Greta said, and then the waiter came over, and started to lay out their dinners for them. The group continued to talk about the baby, and everything that would happen. They did mange to steer the conversation away to Sami and Brandon or Belle or Brady for a little bit, but it would never take long before the baby was the topic once again. Not soon enough for the couple, dinner was over, and hugs were exchanged and they hurried down to the car and back home.
Greta sighed as she walked in the door. "I don't know about you, but I just want to crawl up the stairs and into bed, and sleep for about a week."
Eric smiled, "Sounds good. But you don't need to crawl." He said and picked her up and started for the stairs.
"Eric, I was kidding, I can walk myself. I may be pregnant, but I'm not incapable of doing things for myself."
"I know, I just want too." He said as he got to the top and brought her into the bed room, and sat her feet on the floor. They quickly changed and got into bed. Eric got into bed and turned to her, "Are you going right to sleep?" He asked her.
"Not sure, why?" She said crawling in next to him. He brought out his arm, and she smiled and curled up next to him, laying her head on his shoulder, and his arm came back around her.
"Just feel like holding you, and maybe talking a little."
She yawned slightly, "Okay, but just don't expect me to stay awake for long."
He grinned, "It's okay, you go to sleep when you feel like it." Her hand moved up and rested on his chest, and her one leg moved over his. "You know, my mom did remind me. We actually do have a lot to do in the next seven months." He said.
"What do you mean?" She asked, her face nuzzling into his chest, as she let out another soft yawn.
"Well, we do have to get the nursery ready. Pick out some names. Not to mention signing up for and going to Lamaze classes."
"Oh yeah, forgot about those." She said, "I wonder if they have them on the weekend, because with work..."
"Oh, I'm sure they would have too." He told her, "And actually we could go out shopping and the stuff for the nursery anytime, that would actually be fun."
She nodded in agreement, "But, we wouldn't want to get a lot of things, because we don't even know if it's a boy or a girl."
That brought a thought to Eric's head, "That's actually a good question. Do we want to know before the baby is born, or do we want to wait and be surprised? Because they can tell us pretty early now, but a lot of people still wait to know."
Greta turned her head up to look at him, "What do you want to do?"
"Well I was asking you." He said.
She sighed, "Well, whatever it is, if one of us wants to wait, then we should wait."
"I agree, so you want to wait?" He asked her.
"Well..." She thought about it for a minute, "I mean it would be kinda nice to wait and be surprised, but at at the same time. I mean, we would be surprised when they told us too. And then we would have that extra time to really get the nursery set up and it would help on picking out the name."
"I was kinda thinking the same thing. Besides, seven months seems like a long time to wait and see."
She grinned, "So, I guess once we can know, we'll ask to know if it's a boy or a girl and not wait for the birth to find out."
"Sounds good to me." He said, and hugged her yawning form closer to him. "Greta?"
"Yeah," she said her eyes barely open.
"I love you."
A soft smile played across her lips, "I love you too."
"Get some sleep." He said and kissed the top of her head, she just slightly nodded at him as her eyes closed and soon he could tell she was asleep as her breathing evened out, and slowed.
He laid there with a smile on his face, holding the woman that he loved, now not only his wife, but actually the mother of his child. He lightly squeezed her to him, and the shut his eyes, and let himself drift off into dreams of their future together.
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Chapter 158
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Greta's eyes slowly opened, and she looked at the clock, it was already past ten o'clock. She knew she was tired, but couldn't believe she had slept in so late. But then she felt a slight movement to her side, and she turned over. Eric was there, still asleep himself. She grinned, and moved closer to him, and rested her head on his shoulder, his arm came up and wrapped around her, as he continued to sleep. She moved her leg up and over his, wrapping her foot around his leg, as her arm came up to rest over his chest.
He slowly started to stir, and Greta, could tell that he was starting to wake up. She moved up, slowly, and placed a soft kiss to his cheek, then another, then another to his lips. Then she deepened the kiss, and smiled into it when she felt his hand come to the back of her head, pulling her closer. And then with a slight roll, she found herself on her back, and him over her.
Eric broke away to look down at her, "Morning," he said with a smile, and then leaned in and kissed her again, then started to trail a line of kisses down her cheek to her her neck, making her eyes close as he continued.
"Good morning," she said with a soft sigh, her hands moving in a soft caress over his bare back, and travel down to the waistband of his boxers.
He moved his head back up to look in her eyes, "Is someone feeling more rested this morning?" His eyes shining down at her.
"You could say that." She said, as her hands moved under the elastic.
He groaned slightly, and then leaned back in to kiss her passionately, which she returned.....
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The whole family soon found out the fantastic news, and the couple was swamped with phone calls and well wishes. They spent the weekend, mostly to themselves just taking in the idea of actually bringing a baby into the world. They spent a little time in one of the other bedrooms, the one closest to the master bedroom, the one they decided they would turn into a nursery. They talked about the furniture, painting, wallpaper, and everything to fill it. Both were so happy, they couldn't stop smiling.
Soon, the weekend was over, and work started again. They both went in for Greta's doctor's appointment with Dr. Baitor. They got even more information. Everything to eat and not eat, to drink and not drink. Vitamins to take, even exercises to do later on. And of course the time of their next appointment.
Greta was sitting on the couch reading when Eric came home from work. "You got to go home early," He said as he went into the kitchen, grabbed a pop out of the fridge and then walked back to her and sat down.
She smiled, "Yeah, got done early with the meeting, and there wasn't anything to really do yet, since most of the stories for the next issue aren't done yet. So I came home, and decided to do some reading."
Eric looked at the book and smiled, "'What to Expect when you're Expecting', why is it that I think almost everyone reads that book?"
She grinned, "Because it was on the doctor's reading list, and everyone knows about it."
"Well is it any good?" He said as he leaned over and started to look over her shoulder.
She pulled the book away, "Well, it's not like it a great read or anything. But it has a lot of interesting information."
He said moving up next to her, and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She smiled and turned to place her legs over her lap, and turn to face him sideways. He took a drink of his pop with the other hand, then spoke, "Like?"
"Well, for one I'm glad my last trimester is going to be in the winter months, and very very early spring."
Eric smiled, "Yeah, I hear that time during the summer is horrible." Then he thought about it, "Wow, to think, in early march, we are going to have a baby."
Greta smiled, "It doesn't seem that far away."
"No it doesn't." He said and squeezed her slightly.
Greta smiled and put the book on the coffee table. "These seven months are going to fly by, and then there will be an actually baby." She said looking at him, and he nodded. "Eric..."
"Yeah?"
She stopped, and looked serious for a minute, "I'm a little... scared." She admitted to him.
He brought his hand up to the side of her face gently, "About what exactly? About the birth? I mean, yeah, I hear it hurts, but with the stuff they have now, it's not as bad as it used to be, and well, it's only a short time... and then... well... I mean." He was stammering, he wanted to make her feel better about it, but there was no way to convince her that it wasn't going to hurt. Heck, he honestly didn't know how women could handle that.
"Eric, Eric..." Greta said waving her hands in front of him, "That's not what I meant. I know that, I understand that. Yeah, I'm not looking forward to that, but that's not what scares me."
He was shocked by that, "Then what are you afraid of?"
"After the baby is born, I mean.... Eric... a baby. A life, dependent on us. That's a huge responsibility, I'm afraid that... I mean... will I be a good mother? I mean, I never had brothers or sisters growing up, never baby-sat, heck I have never changed a diaper in my life." Eric grinned at that, but stopped when he saw how worried she was. "I mean, I want this more than anything, but... I don't know how to be a mother, how to take care of someone..."
"Greta..." Eric said, taking a hold of her hands with his and pulling her to him. "Greta, you are going to be a wonderful mother. It doesn't matter if you don't know what you are doing now, you will learn. Just like I will, and like every other parent has until now. Will we be perfect? No, no parents are. But, Greta, you are a loving, caring person. You are going to make the best mother in the world." She smiled at him, and he grinned back.
"Really?" She asked softly.
"Definitely." He said and kissed the tip of her nose. She curled up and laid her head on his shoulder. "Actually, you know what would be a good idea?"
"What?" She asked looking up at him.
"We should volunteer to watch Thomas for Bo and Hope some time, like for a weekend or something. Give both of us a chance to get a taste of it, and also give Bo and Hope a weekend off."
"Is that really a good idea?"
"What? Why not?" He asked her.
She smiled, "Well, if it goes horribly wrong..." She let it trail off, and the look he gave her made her start laughing. "Oh that look is priceless." She giggled, "No Eric, I think that that is a great idea."
"Well, no, what if something did go wrong, then what?"
She smiled, "Well then we know what not to do, or how to handle the same thing. Besides, then we aren't practicing with our own kid." She said with a slight wink, and he started laughing.
"That's horrible."
"I know." She said with a smile. Then she felt her stomach rubble, and Eric head it, and laughed. "Well, that's the signal that it's time to make dinner. So what do you want? Now that we actually have food in the house."
He smiled, "Not sure, what don't you want?" He asked her is hand coming to rub her stomach lightly. He knew that she was still queasy, and knew that she would be for awhile. She was doing okay with it, up until two mornings ago. They had woken up and enjoyed a morning kiss, and he was pulling her in for more, when she basically darted out of the bed and ran into the bathroom.
"No, I think I'm okay tonight, so let's have you decide, you might not get another chance for awhile." She said with a wink, and he laughed.
"Well, if that's the case, let me go take a good long look, and find something really good." She laughed, and he stood up, pulling her hand, dragging her into the kitchen with him, to find just that.
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Chapter 159
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Eric impatiently drummed his fingers on Greta's desk. She looked up at him and gave him a dirty look, then turned back to her computer screen. "You know the more you do that, the longer this is going to take." She said as she continued typing.
"Greta, can't it wait? We do have an appointment to get to, and we don't want to be late."
"Yes, and I am under deadline as well, and I'm almost done!" She said, still typing. He sat on the edge of the desk, and folded his arms in front of him. About a minute or so later, she finished typing, saved it, and then sent it through the system. "There, all done." She said standing up and grabbing her purse.
"Finally, we need to get to the hospital in like," Eric looked at his watch, "Ten minutes."
They hurried to the elevator, and waited. Eric kept looking at his watch, and she grabbed his hand, "Calm down, if we are a little late then we are a little late. If we have to we can reschedule."
He gave her that, you are crazy look. "Don't you want to hear it?" He asked her.
She smiled and leaned into him, "Of course I do! But we don't want to kill ourselves trying to get there."
He took a deep breath, and nodded. She was right, he was going overboard. The doors opened, and Greta pressed the button for the parking garage. Eric pulled her to him, his hand going to her stomach. Now at just over three months, she had a very slight pudge. "I just can't wait to hear that tiny little heartbeat."
She smiled up at him, and kissed his cheek, "Me either, also..." She just stopped.
He noticed the slight sigh, "What?"
"Well," she shook her head, "Well, it helps to know that, well... everything is okay." He hugged her to him, and kissed the top of her head. He knew what she meant, her felt the same way. They had seen the ultrasound pictures, but once he could hear the heartbeat. Somehow, it made it seem like it was the more real, and that it was actually going to happen.
The doors opened on the garage and they hurried to the Jeep, and Eric made his way to the Hospital, trying not to hit any traffic, and also trying to remember not to drive like a mad man, as Greta was saying he was doing.
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They hurried their way into the hospital and to Dr. Bator's office, Greta looked at her watch, "See, still have thirty seconds." The look he gave her made her giggle, as they went up to the secretary and told her that they were here. The nurse got out their folder and took them into the office. She then took Greta's blood pressure, weight, etc., and told them the Doctor would come in soon.
Dr. Bator came in a few minutes later and they talked for a little while about how Greta was feeling, and things to expect. Greta told her that the morning sickness was still happening, but lessening. And that she wasn't as tired as she was the last few weeks. The doctor wrote that all down and then looked to Eric, "Okay, now what have you noticed that she isn't telling me?"
Eric smiled at that, "Well, there are some hormonal changes, sometimes not that noticeable, other times very, and her mood can change quickly."
Greta looked at him opened mouthed, "What?"
He took her hand, "Greta, you know you have been getting a little more emotional lately. I mean, you have always been sweet and sensitive, but you never cried at commercials before."
"They have just had some really emotional ones lately," she responded.
The doctor grinned at the two of them. "It's very typical, and nothing to worry about, unless it becomes extreme." She looked over her notes, "Okay, well you are now starting the second trimester, which means a lot of changes are going to start happening. For one, your energy will increase and the morning sickness should lessen, however it might not go completely away. The pregnancy will really start to show, as you will be gaining weight. But still eat healthy, and do the exercises that we have talked about." She looked at the couple, "And with the increase of energy, and just the fact that you will start feeling better, there is also usually and increase in sexual activity. And as I tell all my patients, who are sometimes worried about this. Sex will not hurt the baby, so that is not a worry. The only times we ask couples to refrain from that is if there is something wrong." And she smiled, "Which there is nothing wrong with this pregnancy that I can see." She looked over at Greta, "And the dizziness and fainting spells have stopped, as well as the brief menstruation?"
Greta nodded, "Yes. As soon as I started to eat regularly and haven't been over doing it, the dizziness and fainting has stopped." The doctor looked over at Eric, and he nodded. Which made Greta just shake her head at the two of them. "And, I did not have my period at all this last month."
The Doctor grinned, "Good." She looked at the papers, "Okay, now that all this is done, how about we move into the other room, and see if we can hear this little ones heart beat? I know that that is what you have been waiting for." They smiled and stood and followed her into the other room. "You know the drill," she said patting the table next to the machines.
Greta got up on the table, and unbuttoned the bottom part of her shirt, and the her pants pulling them and her underwear down slightly to expose her lower stomach. The doctor was getting the machine ready, and Eric leaned down and gave Greta a quick kiss. "Here we go," he said and she smiled up at him.
Dr. Bator set up the machine, and moved around the device to find the baby once again. "Okay, as we have seen before, here's the little one." She looked over at the folder, "And they have gotten bigger, at a good rate." She then leaned over and flicked a few switches on the the machine, and then a strange sound started to fill the room, and the doctor's face got a large smile.
Greta looked up at Eric, and then to the doctor, "Is that it? The heartbeat?" The doctor nodded and Greta turned to Eric, who squeezed her hand.
"It's so fast." He said then looking at the doctor.
"Actually, it's perfect." The doctor told them, she smiled at the two of them, "I'm happy to tell you that everything is going perfectly and that so-far you have a very healthy baby. So just keep up the good work." The doctor pushed a couple buttons. "I'm printing out some more pictures for you and a video copy for the sound of the heartbeat."
"Thanks," Greta told her.
"Not a problem, we find that a lot of our parents really like having it to save." She took the copies and gave them to them, and then shut down the machine. "Okay, well, I will see you at the next appointment. Of course call me or the hospital if you have any questions or problems."
"Thank you," They said in unison and then the doctor exited the room. Eric went and got one of the towels again to help Greta clean up the lotion stuff. Once she was dressed they left the room, both smiling.
"That was amazing to hear," she said wrapping an arm around him as they walked out of the hospital.
"Yes it was," he said and kissed the top of her head. They got back into the jeep, and Eric started to drive home.
Greta looked out the window and then back to Eric, "Have I really been that emotional?"
He smiled, "Not in a bad way, it's just noticeable." He looked over at her, and saw her contemplating that. "Greta, really it's okay. Heck, I've seen women a hundred times worse. Besides, sometimes it's..."
"It's what?" she asked him, and he didn't say, and she tugged on his shoulder, "It's what?!?"
He smiled, "It's cute. Especially when I know why."
She just shook her head at him, "You are a strange one Brady."
"Why is that?"
"Well I don't think most men are like this when their wives are pregnant."
"Well, they should be." He reached for her hand and kissed it as they pulled into their driveway. "Now, how about we go inside and pop in this video tape, and look at it again."
"Sounds great." She said and smiled at him as they went into the house.
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Chapter 160
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Another week had passed, and Greta was feeling absolutely wonderful. Everyone said she was absolutely glowing, and she felt like it. Her morning sickness had stopped, meaning she actually was keeping her food down, leading her to having more energy. She was racing around the kitchen, checking everything one last time. She checked the oven, closed the door, turned the temperature down to warm, and then went towards the stairs and up to the bedroom.
She was glad she got done early with work for the weekend, well, actually she hurried through work and decided to deal with the possible problems with that on monday. She quickly looked at the clock, she had about twenty more minutes or so. She stripped out of her clothes and grabbed the shopping bag out of the back of the closet, and carried it into the bathroom with her.
Greta looked at her reflection in the mirror as she took out the silk material from the bag. She turned sideways, and her hand went to her stomach, you could now tell that she was indeed pregnant, and not just gaining weight anymore. She smiled, and then held up the material in front of her. Her other lingerie just wasn't fitting anymore, so the other day she had to go and buy something new.
She felt silly going into a maternity store looking for lingerie, but she was surprised to find out, that there was actually a pretty good selection. The sales lady had helped her pick out something nice, and something that she could wear through most of it. Which meant, the underwear was small, fitting under her stomach, allowing for that to get bigger. And the top, while sheer and very revealing, also split down the center, and the bra material was stretchable.
Greta remembered telling the lady that they had thought of everything. The store clerk smiled, and told her she was lucky, because when she had children, it was almost impossible to find anything like that. But thankfully times had changed. And as she held up the material to her reflection in the mirror, she was definitely glad about that. Because tonight, she decided she wanted some fun. *Now, if only he's in the mood.* But her smile grew bigger, *But with Eric, that's not too difficult.* She raised her arms, and slipped the material on, and then put on the panties. *Not bad.* She thought, and then hurried with her makeup and hair.
When she was done she walked out of the bathroom again looking at the clock, "Ahhh, five minutes." She hurried to the closet and found the dress she was looking for, and carefully slipped it on, making sure not to mess up her hair and make up. She grabbed a pair of shoes, and then headed back down stairs. She quickly turned the music on, set her shoes on the floor, and grabbed the lighter out of the kitchen drawer. She moved over to the table, lit the candles, and then turned down the lights. "Perfect." She slipped her feet into the shoes and then went back into the kitchen. She put the food on the plates, and covered each one, and then brought them back over to the table. "Oh," she said and quickly went back into the kitchen, "Almost forgot," she said as she grabbed the sparkling apple cider from the refrigerator and moved it back to the table and the bucket of ice. She took a deep breath and let it out. "Done, now, all he has to do is get home." She said as she leaned against the table.
She waited, and looked at the clock, and she waited. She checked the time again, "He's only ten minutes late," she said with a sigh. Greta looked at the wax dripping down the candles, and thought about blowing them out, and re-lighting them when he got home. She contemplated doing it and then walked over to them, and as she was about to blow them out, she heard the garage door go up, and she smiled.
She walked over to the hall, and leaned against the wall, as the front door opened. She watched him walk in and take off his coat, putting it on the chair, and then almost laughed when she could tell his senses had finally started to register everything around him.
His head looked up and his eyes meet hers, and then they scanned over her. Eric walked towards her, his head then moving as he took a smell of the air, smelling the dinner that she had cooked, a large smile coming across his face. "So... what's the special occasion? His arms circled around her, pulling her to him, his face moving to her her neck, smelling her perfume, his lips leaving a gentle kiss.
She moaned slightly at the contact, "Just felt like starting the weekend off on a good foot."
"The whole weekend, huh?" He asked rising his eye brows.
She smiled up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Yeah, something wrong with that?"
"Not at all." He said as he leaned in and claimed her mouth with his. The kiss lingered and her pulled her slightly towards the stairs.
"Ohhh no, I spent time on dinner, and we are not going to eat it cold. Besides..." She winked, "We are both starving," she said rubbing her stomach.
He smiled, leaned down, placed his hand on her stomach, kissed it through the fabric of her dress, "Well we can't have that, now can we?" She giggled at him, grabbed his hand and lead him into the dinning room. Eric looked at everything laid out, "You went to way to much work." He then looked at what he was wearing, "And I am not dressed for this."
Greta rolled her eyes at him, wrapped her arms back around his neck, pulled him down close to whisper in his ear. "Don't worry, you won't be wearing it much longer."
His arms pulled her closer to him, pinning her against him, and he kissed her again. Breaking away slowly, "I'll hold you to that."
She smiled and moved to the other side of the table and sat down. They enjoyed dinner, making a little bit of small talk, but mostly just watching each other, their eyes dancing with excitement and the candlelight.
When they were done, Greta looked up at Eric, "Hope you aren't too full."
"Why?" he asked.
"We still have dessert." She said getting up from the table.
"Greta.... can that wait till later?" He asked as he watched her walk into the kitchen. He sighed, he wasn't hungry anymore, and he really, really just wanted to go upstairs and.... well. He got up from the table, and decided maybe to persuade her. He got into the kitchen and found her opening the refrigerator door, "Greta... really, can't dessert wait, till later... I mean..."
But then she grabbed something out of the door, started shaking it, and then shut the door, and looked at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Oh, no, Brady, I want my dessert, right... now." She said as she walked over to him.
And that's when Eric noticed exactly what she was holding, and he swallowed the lump in his throat, *A can of whip cream.* He got his voice, and a sly smile worked across his features. "Well, I guess I can't disappoint the lady."
"Better not." She replied, as she sat the can on the counter next to him, and her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt. She quickly ridded him of his shirt, her hands moving to his bear chest, her mouth moving to kiss his skin lightly. His hands shot out to pull her closer. One moving to caress her hair, the other moving to the zipper in her dress. Then her hand grabbed the can, and she moved slightly away. Eric watched her push the top of the can and soon he had a small line of whipping cream on his chest, but what got to him was the look in Greta's eyes. She looked like she was going to devour him, and she basically did, and he jumped slightly when her tongue darted out and tasted the cream off his chest, making him shudder slightly. She was about to do it again, but her pulled her away long enough to get the zipper of her dress all the way down, and let it slip down her body. Finally revealing what she wore underneath.
He tiled her head up to look at him, "Gorgeous," He told her, and then he picked her up, and sat her up on the counter, moving closer to her, making her open her legs for him to stand between. His hand moved to her check, and then cupped the side of her face. He leaned in slowly, his lips going to her, and his tongue moving to explore her mouth. His hands moving over the soft, sheer fabric, and settling at her hips, and pulled her forward, closer to him.
Greta took the can and placed another small strip of whipped cream on his upper chest, and she leaned in gentling licking it from his skin, making him shiver again. His hand found hers and took the can away from her, and soon she found some running down her neck, front and down between her breasts, and soon his mouth was following the same trail. Her head fell back, and he eyes closed as his mouth trailed over her........ (use your imagination, sorry, not writing that part this time.)
Greta giggled looking at the can she was holding, air was the only thing coming out of it now, "I can't believe we used the whole thing." She said as she rolled over to look at him.
Eric laughed, taking it away from her and setting it on the floor next to him. "Me either, but I say we do one thing next."
"What's that?" She asked trailing her fingers over his chest.
"A shower.... I don't know about you, but I'm all sticky." He got a loud laugh from her, and a nodding of her head in agreement. "Besides that, this floor is really hard and cold." She laughed again, and he stood up, holding out his hands for her, and helped her up. He then leaned back over and grabbed the clothes that were scattered all over the floor.
Greta got her lingerie top, and looked at it and laughed, "I wonder what gets whipped cream out of silk?" They both laughed, and Eric took her head, and lead her up the stairs. The clothes found their way into the hamper as the couple found themselves in the tub. Which was just the second beginning of a wonderful and very happy, weekend.
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To Be Continued
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (from when Jensen was on days)
Rating: If you can watch DAYS, you can read this. If there is a rating change, a link to the chap. will be provided.
Disclaimer: Days of Our Lives and all of their characters are property of Corday Productions and NBC.
My Rant: Okay, I'm finally putting this up on FanFiction.net. Mostly to free up my website space. This was started way back in Oct. of 1999, and I haven't decided if it's finished yet or not. Reviews are always welcome!
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Chapter 156
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Eric and Greta exited the elevator and found Brandon and Sami stepping up to the hostess. "Sami," Eric called out, and she turned to look and smiled at the two of them. They quickly walked over to the hostess as well, "Almost thought we weren't going to make it, had a little traffic." He said, giving Sami a hug.
"Not a problem, we just got here." She turned to the hostess, "Reservations under Brady."
"Right this way," she said leading them into the Grill.
The four followed her to the table, "What's this?" Greta asked looking at the large table, all set and ready for eight.
Sami smiled, "No, it's okay, thanks." She said to the hostess and she left. "I called mom after I talked to you guys. Everyone's been so worried with the fight you guys had, and so I wanted to tell her everything was okay. Well you know mom." She said shaking her head looking at Eric.
Eric sighed, and looked at Greta, "Remember you are the one that wanted to go out to dinner."
"I was starving." She said with a large sigh and sat down in a chair.
"Was?" He asked looking at her.
"Well now, I feel sick." She said and rested her chin on her hand as she leaned against the table. Eric sat down next to her, and reached over and rubbed her back slightly.
Brandon and Sami sat down next to them, "Yep, and once she found out that the two of you were coming out to dinner with us, she invited herself as well as John, Belle, and Brady." Eric rolled his eyes, and then his neck in a circle, but then he laughed.
Greta looked over at him with a dirty look, "What's so funny?"
"Oh, come on Greta. You know that we could NEVER get a night that we want to ourselves, this was fate's cruel way of reminding us that in Salem we don't control our own lives."
Brandon looked at the two of them, and watched Greta rub her hand over her face, "Are you okay?" He asked her.
She looked up and smiled, "Yeah, just really, really tired. Didn't sleep much, and it's already been a very long day."
He nodded, "So you two were looking forward to a nice, relaxing night, and a large group of family wasn't exactly what you wanted."
Eric nodded, "Exactly."
"I know how that is, but at least when your family gets together it's lots of hugs, smiling, and friendly conversation."
"And tons of personal questions." Greta chimed in, "And the 'We need to see you more,' and..." She just trailed off in a yawn. Then she felt bad, "I shouldn't say that. I remember a time when I thought I didn't have any family, and I would have given anything for what I have now."
Eric moved his hand up to her neck, and worked his fingers around it, and she smiled at him. Sami grinned, "Well, it wasn't my idea I assure you, I wasn't really up for that either. Especially, I hate to say it, for mom and Belle. They just get all, happy and bubbly." Eric laughed, and Greta just grinned. "I mean I love them, just, it sometimes just..."
"Gets on your nerves." Eric replied, and Sami nodded. "Well you guys know we are okay, how are you going?"
Brandon smiled, "Good."
"Yep, good." Sami replied, and then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "We were just heading out to dinner here, when I called you. Nothing out of the ordinary, and when I found out everything was okay, Brandon told me to invite you, and I thought it was a good idea."
"Well, I honestly am surprised that you haven't asked what the fight was about." Eric told her.
Sami smiled looking at the two of them with a smile, "Well..." But she was cut off my Marlena.
"There they are!" She said rushing over and giving everyone a hug. The four took their seats. John gave Greta a hug, and then Belle did before she sat next to her. "So everything is okay?" She asked looking at the two of them.
"Yes mom, it was just a big misunderstanding." He said looking at the menu, trying to just get past it.
"About what?" Belle asked looking at him.
"Belle." John said to her, "It's really none of our business." Greta smiled at him, and almost voiced a thank you, but Marlena stopped her.
"Yes it is." John looked at her questioning. "Well, I mean, they did get us all worried, we should be able to know at least what it was about. Because if it was just the way she folded his shirts or something, I'm going to have to have a talk with my son."
There were a few giggles from around the table. But Eric and Greta just sighed, they really, really didn't want to deal with this.
Eric was about ready to reply, but stopped when the waiter came over to take their orders. Everyone went around the table and ordered, and he hopped that that would have ended things but he was wrong. "Well?" Marlena asked.
Greta just shook her head and looked at him, she decided, that he could at least answer up for this one. Eric saw the slight smile on her lips, and knew that in a way she was enjoying this, maybe it was good. He did cause a huge ruckus, maybe it was time to pay the piper, so to speak. But then another thought went through his head, "You know, ever since Sami found out everything was okay, she never even asked what it was about. Why, do you have to know?" He asked.
But Sami grinned, and interrupted, "Actually, because I already do."
"What?" Eric and Greta said in unison towards her.
"Well, I dropped of Will to Lucas this afternoon, and he kinda told me all about it. So I know what it was about, and I know you were talking. But I didn't know you had completely made up, and well... there was something else I was slightly curious about." She said with a large grin, her eyes sparkling at the two of them.
Eric sighed, and looked over at Greta, "Now it's the second time today that I want to kill Lucas." Greta, Brandon and Sami laughed, and the other four gave them a concerned look.
"Kill Lucas?" Brady asked in disbelief, "Why?"
"Well, it's a long story.." Eric started to say, but was stopped with Sami waving her hands in front of him.
"Oh stop, you don't need to tell them anything, except to answer my question!" She looked at them, waiting. Brandon smiling next to her.
"What question?" Belle asked.
Sami waved at Belle to stop her, and turned back to the two. But all she was getting were the two of them looking at each other, smiling, and trying to decide what to say or do. Then she squealed, "He was right!" She said, Eric nodded slightly and she leaned over and gave Eric a huge hug.
Brandon nodded, "That's fantastic."
"What are you talking about?" Marlena asked.
Eric turned to Greta, "We might as well tell them, before Sami does." Greta ginned and nodded, and motioned back and forth between them, "You can." He said.
"Thanks a lot," she said and took a need breath and turned to the very confused for people at the table.
She decided not to lead up to it, and just get it out and over with, and then a large smile spread across her face when she remembered exactly how wonderful the thing was she was about to say. Eric reached over, wrapped his arm around her, and grabbed her hand. "We're going to have a baby."
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Eric looked around the table at the shocked expressions on their families faces, and smiled. Marlena's shocked look turned into a huge smile, "Oh my God, that's great! When did you find out? How far along are you? Is this a surprise or have you been trying?..."
"Doc, doc, calm down." John told her patting her hand, "Let them talk." He said turning to them, with a huge smile.
Eric grinned, "Well, we just found out this afternoon. And we having been trying to have a baby actually." he admitted.
"Why didn't you tell anyone?" She asked them.
"Because they know you and the rest of the family, mom." Sami said, "Everyone would have been all over them, all of the time." Everyone laughed at that, except for Marlena, who was trying not admit that she was right.
"And as for how far along I am, well, I'm two months and four days along," Greta said with a smile.
Sami looked at her strange, "That's pretty darn exact, how do you know that?"
"Well, actually, the ultra sound said that I was just over two months, but we know that for that to be true..." Greta just let it hang in the air.
"Work was really, really hectic at that time." Eric said, and Marlena shook her head remembering. "And actually, we should actually thank you John, because with out you, we might not be making this announcement tonight."
John gave him a strange look, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you did get your jet to come pick me up in England and bring me back to Salem, so that I could see Greta before she headed off to DC."
"Well, well, well, we know what happened when he got home." Brady said with a wicked grin, which Belle then hit his shoulder hard for, and he gave a hurt look and rubbed his shoulder.
"Brady!" She said giving him a dirty look.
"So we have just about 7 months to get ready to welcome this new family member." Marlena said, with a smile and watery eyes. "So much to do, baby showers, the nursery, picking out names..."
"Don't scare them," Sami told her. She then turned back to them, "Don't worry, you'll have plenty of time, so much you will be wishing it's over sooner than later. And Greta, if you do have any questions or anything, just ask."
"Thanks Sami, I will." Greta said, and then the waiter came over, and started to lay out their dinners for them. The group continued to talk about the baby, and everything that would happen. They did mange to steer the conversation away to Sami and Brandon or Belle or Brady for a little bit, but it would never take long before the baby was the topic once again. Not soon enough for the couple, dinner was over, and hugs were exchanged and they hurried down to the car and back home.
Greta sighed as she walked in the door. "I don't know about you, but I just want to crawl up the stairs and into bed, and sleep for about a week."
Eric smiled, "Sounds good. But you don't need to crawl." He said and picked her up and started for the stairs.
"Eric, I was kidding, I can walk myself. I may be pregnant, but I'm not incapable of doing things for myself."
"I know, I just want too." He said as he got to the top and brought her into the bed room, and sat her feet on the floor. They quickly changed and got into bed. Eric got into bed and turned to her, "Are you going right to sleep?" He asked her.
"Not sure, why?" She said crawling in next to him. He brought out his arm, and she smiled and curled up next to him, laying her head on his shoulder, and his arm came back around her.
"Just feel like holding you, and maybe talking a little."
She yawned slightly, "Okay, but just don't expect me to stay awake for long."
He grinned, "It's okay, you go to sleep when you feel like it." Her hand moved up and rested on his chest, and her one leg moved over his. "You know, my mom did remind me. We actually do have a lot to do in the next seven months." He said.
"What do you mean?" She asked, her face nuzzling into his chest, as she let out another soft yawn.
"Well, we do have to get the nursery ready. Pick out some names. Not to mention signing up for and going to Lamaze classes."
"Oh yeah, forgot about those." She said, "I wonder if they have them on the weekend, because with work..."
"Oh, I'm sure they would have too." He told her, "And actually we could go out shopping and the stuff for the nursery anytime, that would actually be fun."
She nodded in agreement, "But, we wouldn't want to get a lot of things, because we don't even know if it's a boy or a girl."
That brought a thought to Eric's head, "That's actually a good question. Do we want to know before the baby is born, or do we want to wait and be surprised? Because they can tell us pretty early now, but a lot of people still wait to know."
Greta turned her head up to look at him, "What do you want to do?"
"Well I was asking you." He said.
She sighed, "Well, whatever it is, if one of us wants to wait, then we should wait."
"I agree, so you want to wait?" He asked her.
"Well..." She thought about it for a minute, "I mean it would be kinda nice to wait and be surprised, but at at the same time. I mean, we would be surprised when they told us too. And then we would have that extra time to really get the nursery set up and it would help on picking out the name."
"I was kinda thinking the same thing. Besides, seven months seems like a long time to wait and see."
She grinned, "So, I guess once we can know, we'll ask to know if it's a boy or a girl and not wait for the birth to find out."
"Sounds good to me." He said, and hugged her yawning form closer to him. "Greta?"
"Yeah," she said her eyes barely open.
"I love you."
A soft smile played across her lips, "I love you too."
"Get some sleep." He said and kissed the top of her head, she just slightly nodded at him as her eyes closed and soon he could tell she was asleep as her breathing evened out, and slowed.
He laid there with a smile on his face, holding the woman that he loved, now not only his wife, but actually the mother of his child. He lightly squeezed her to him, and the shut his eyes, and let himself drift off into dreams of their future together.
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Chapter 158
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Greta's eyes slowly opened, and she looked at the clock, it was already past ten o'clock. She knew she was tired, but couldn't believe she had slept in so late. But then she felt a slight movement to her side, and she turned over. Eric was there, still asleep himself. She grinned, and moved closer to him, and rested her head on his shoulder, his arm came up and wrapped around her, as he continued to sleep. She moved her leg up and over his, wrapping her foot around his leg, as her arm came up to rest over his chest.
He slowly started to stir, and Greta, could tell that he was starting to wake up. She moved up, slowly, and placed a soft kiss to his cheek, then another, then another to his lips. Then she deepened the kiss, and smiled into it when she felt his hand come to the back of her head, pulling her closer. And then with a slight roll, she found herself on her back, and him over her.
Eric broke away to look down at her, "Morning," he said with a smile, and then leaned in and kissed her again, then started to trail a line of kisses down her cheek to her her neck, making her eyes close as he continued.
"Good morning," she said with a soft sigh, her hands moving in a soft caress over his bare back, and travel down to the waistband of his boxers.
He moved his head back up to look in her eyes, "Is someone feeling more rested this morning?" His eyes shining down at her.
"You could say that." She said, as her hands moved under the elastic.
He groaned slightly, and then leaned back in to kiss her passionately, which she returned.....
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The whole family soon found out the fantastic news, and the couple was swamped with phone calls and well wishes. They spent the weekend, mostly to themselves just taking in the idea of actually bringing a baby into the world. They spent a little time in one of the other bedrooms, the one closest to the master bedroom, the one they decided they would turn into a nursery. They talked about the furniture, painting, wallpaper, and everything to fill it. Both were so happy, they couldn't stop smiling.
Soon, the weekend was over, and work started again. They both went in for Greta's doctor's appointment with Dr. Baitor. They got even more information. Everything to eat and not eat, to drink and not drink. Vitamins to take, even exercises to do later on. And of course the time of their next appointment.
Greta was sitting on the couch reading when Eric came home from work. "You got to go home early," He said as he went into the kitchen, grabbed a pop out of the fridge and then walked back to her and sat down.
She smiled, "Yeah, got done early with the meeting, and there wasn't anything to really do yet, since most of the stories for the next issue aren't done yet. So I came home, and decided to do some reading."
Eric looked at the book and smiled, "'What to Expect when you're Expecting', why is it that I think almost everyone reads that book?"
She grinned, "Because it was on the doctor's reading list, and everyone knows about it."
"Well is it any good?" He said as he leaned over and started to look over her shoulder.
She pulled the book away, "Well, it's not like it a great read or anything. But it has a lot of interesting information."
He said moving up next to her, and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She smiled and turned to place her legs over her lap, and turn to face him sideways. He took a drink of his pop with the other hand, then spoke, "Like?"
"Well, for one I'm glad my last trimester is going to be in the winter months, and very very early spring."
Eric smiled, "Yeah, I hear that time during the summer is horrible." Then he thought about it, "Wow, to think, in early march, we are going to have a baby."
Greta smiled, "It doesn't seem that far away."
"No it doesn't." He said and squeezed her slightly.
Greta smiled and put the book on the coffee table. "These seven months are going to fly by, and then there will be an actually baby." She said looking at him, and he nodded. "Eric..."
"Yeah?"
She stopped, and looked serious for a minute, "I'm a little... scared." She admitted to him.
He brought his hand up to the side of her face gently, "About what exactly? About the birth? I mean, yeah, I hear it hurts, but with the stuff they have now, it's not as bad as it used to be, and well, it's only a short time... and then... well... I mean." He was stammering, he wanted to make her feel better about it, but there was no way to convince her that it wasn't going to hurt. Heck, he honestly didn't know how women could handle that.
"Eric, Eric..." Greta said waving her hands in front of him, "That's not what I meant. I know that, I understand that. Yeah, I'm not looking forward to that, but that's not what scares me."
He was shocked by that, "Then what are you afraid of?"
"After the baby is born, I mean.... Eric... a baby. A life, dependent on us. That's a huge responsibility, I'm afraid that... I mean... will I be a good mother? I mean, I never had brothers or sisters growing up, never baby-sat, heck I have never changed a diaper in my life." Eric grinned at that, but stopped when he saw how worried she was. "I mean, I want this more than anything, but... I don't know how to be a mother, how to take care of someone..."
"Greta..." Eric said, taking a hold of her hands with his and pulling her to him. "Greta, you are going to be a wonderful mother. It doesn't matter if you don't know what you are doing now, you will learn. Just like I will, and like every other parent has until now. Will we be perfect? No, no parents are. But, Greta, you are a loving, caring person. You are going to make the best mother in the world." She smiled at him, and he grinned back.
"Really?" She asked softly.
"Definitely." He said and kissed the tip of her nose. She curled up and laid her head on his shoulder. "Actually, you know what would be a good idea?"
"What?" She asked looking up at him.
"We should volunteer to watch Thomas for Bo and Hope some time, like for a weekend or something. Give both of us a chance to get a taste of it, and also give Bo and Hope a weekend off."
"Is that really a good idea?"
"What? Why not?" He asked her.
She smiled, "Well, if it goes horribly wrong..." She let it trail off, and the look he gave her made her start laughing. "Oh that look is priceless." She giggled, "No Eric, I think that that is a great idea."
"Well, no, what if something did go wrong, then what?"
She smiled, "Well then we know what not to do, or how to handle the same thing. Besides, then we aren't practicing with our own kid." She said with a slight wink, and he started laughing.
"That's horrible."
"I know." She said with a smile. Then she felt her stomach rubble, and Eric head it, and laughed. "Well, that's the signal that it's time to make dinner. So what do you want? Now that we actually have food in the house."
He smiled, "Not sure, what don't you want?" He asked her is hand coming to rub her stomach lightly. He knew that she was still queasy, and knew that she would be for awhile. She was doing okay with it, up until two mornings ago. They had woken up and enjoyed a morning kiss, and he was pulling her in for more, when she basically darted out of the bed and ran into the bathroom.
"No, I think I'm okay tonight, so let's have you decide, you might not get another chance for awhile." She said with a wink, and he laughed.
"Well, if that's the case, let me go take a good long look, and find something really good." She laughed, and he stood up, pulling her hand, dragging her into the kitchen with him, to find just that.
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Eric impatiently drummed his fingers on Greta's desk. She looked up at him and gave him a dirty look, then turned back to her computer screen. "You know the more you do that, the longer this is going to take." She said as she continued typing.
"Greta, can't it wait? We do have an appointment to get to, and we don't want to be late."
"Yes, and I am under deadline as well, and I'm almost done!" She said, still typing. He sat on the edge of the desk, and folded his arms in front of him. About a minute or so later, she finished typing, saved it, and then sent it through the system. "There, all done." She said standing up and grabbing her purse.
"Finally, we need to get to the hospital in like," Eric looked at his watch, "Ten minutes."
They hurried to the elevator, and waited. Eric kept looking at his watch, and she grabbed his hand, "Calm down, if we are a little late then we are a little late. If we have to we can reschedule."
He gave her that, you are crazy look. "Don't you want to hear it?" He asked her.
She smiled and leaned into him, "Of course I do! But we don't want to kill ourselves trying to get there."
He took a deep breath, and nodded. She was right, he was going overboard. The doors opened, and Greta pressed the button for the parking garage. Eric pulled her to him, his hand going to her stomach. Now at just over three months, she had a very slight pudge. "I just can't wait to hear that tiny little heartbeat."
She smiled up at him, and kissed his cheek, "Me either, also..." She just stopped.
He noticed the slight sigh, "What?"
"Well," she shook her head, "Well, it helps to know that, well... everything is okay." He hugged her to him, and kissed the top of her head. He knew what she meant, her felt the same way. They had seen the ultrasound pictures, but once he could hear the heartbeat. Somehow, it made it seem like it was the more real, and that it was actually going to happen.
The doors opened on the garage and they hurried to the Jeep, and Eric made his way to the Hospital, trying not to hit any traffic, and also trying to remember not to drive like a mad man, as Greta was saying he was doing.
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They hurried their way into the hospital and to Dr. Bator's office, Greta looked at her watch, "See, still have thirty seconds." The look he gave her made her giggle, as they went up to the secretary and told her that they were here. The nurse got out their folder and took them into the office. She then took Greta's blood pressure, weight, etc., and told them the Doctor would come in soon.
Dr. Bator came in a few minutes later and they talked for a little while about how Greta was feeling, and things to expect. Greta told her that the morning sickness was still happening, but lessening. And that she wasn't as tired as she was the last few weeks. The doctor wrote that all down and then looked to Eric, "Okay, now what have you noticed that she isn't telling me?"
Eric smiled at that, "Well, there are some hormonal changes, sometimes not that noticeable, other times very, and her mood can change quickly."
Greta looked at him opened mouthed, "What?"
He took her hand, "Greta, you know you have been getting a little more emotional lately. I mean, you have always been sweet and sensitive, but you never cried at commercials before."
"They have just had some really emotional ones lately," she responded.
The doctor grinned at the two of them. "It's very typical, and nothing to worry about, unless it becomes extreme." She looked over her notes, "Okay, well you are now starting the second trimester, which means a lot of changes are going to start happening. For one, your energy will increase and the morning sickness should lessen, however it might not go completely away. The pregnancy will really start to show, as you will be gaining weight. But still eat healthy, and do the exercises that we have talked about." She looked at the couple, "And with the increase of energy, and just the fact that you will start feeling better, there is also usually and increase in sexual activity. And as I tell all my patients, who are sometimes worried about this. Sex will not hurt the baby, so that is not a worry. The only times we ask couples to refrain from that is if there is something wrong." And she smiled, "Which there is nothing wrong with this pregnancy that I can see." She looked over at Greta, "And the dizziness and fainting spells have stopped, as well as the brief menstruation?"
Greta nodded, "Yes. As soon as I started to eat regularly and haven't been over doing it, the dizziness and fainting has stopped." The doctor looked over at Eric, and he nodded. Which made Greta just shake her head at the two of them. "And, I did not have my period at all this last month."
The Doctor grinned, "Good." She looked at the papers, "Okay, now that all this is done, how about we move into the other room, and see if we can hear this little ones heart beat? I know that that is what you have been waiting for." They smiled and stood and followed her into the other room. "You know the drill," she said patting the table next to the machines.
Greta got up on the table, and unbuttoned the bottom part of her shirt, and the her pants pulling them and her underwear down slightly to expose her lower stomach. The doctor was getting the machine ready, and Eric leaned down and gave Greta a quick kiss. "Here we go," he said and she smiled up at him.
Dr. Bator set up the machine, and moved around the device to find the baby once again. "Okay, as we have seen before, here's the little one." She looked over at the folder, "And they have gotten bigger, at a good rate." She then leaned over and flicked a few switches on the the machine, and then a strange sound started to fill the room, and the doctor's face got a large smile.
Greta looked up at Eric, and then to the doctor, "Is that it? The heartbeat?" The doctor nodded and Greta turned to Eric, who squeezed her hand.
"It's so fast." He said then looking at the doctor.
"Actually, it's perfect." The doctor told them, she smiled at the two of them, "I'm happy to tell you that everything is going perfectly and that so-far you have a very healthy baby. So just keep up the good work." The doctor pushed a couple buttons. "I'm printing out some more pictures for you and a video copy for the sound of the heartbeat."
"Thanks," Greta told her.
"Not a problem, we find that a lot of our parents really like having it to save." She took the copies and gave them to them, and then shut down the machine. "Okay, well, I will see you at the next appointment. Of course call me or the hospital if you have any questions or problems."
"Thank you," They said in unison and then the doctor exited the room. Eric went and got one of the towels again to help Greta clean up the lotion stuff. Once she was dressed they left the room, both smiling.
"That was amazing to hear," she said wrapping an arm around him as they walked out of the hospital.
"Yes it was," he said and kissed the top of her head. They got back into the jeep, and Eric started to drive home.
Greta looked out the window and then back to Eric, "Have I really been that emotional?"
He smiled, "Not in a bad way, it's just noticeable." He looked over at her, and saw her contemplating that. "Greta, really it's okay. Heck, I've seen women a hundred times worse. Besides, sometimes it's..."
"It's what?" she asked him, and he didn't say, and she tugged on his shoulder, "It's what?!?"
He smiled, "It's cute. Especially when I know why."
She just shook her head at him, "You are a strange one Brady."
"Why is that?"
"Well I don't think most men are like this when their wives are pregnant."
"Well, they should be." He reached for her hand and kissed it as they pulled into their driveway. "Now, how about we go inside and pop in this video tape, and look at it again."
"Sounds great." She said and smiled at him as they went into the house.
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Chapter 160
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Another week had passed, and Greta was feeling absolutely wonderful. Everyone said she was absolutely glowing, and she felt like it. Her morning sickness had stopped, meaning she actually was keeping her food down, leading her to having more energy. She was racing around the kitchen, checking everything one last time. She checked the oven, closed the door, turned the temperature down to warm, and then went towards the stairs and up to the bedroom.
She was glad she got done early with work for the weekend, well, actually she hurried through work and decided to deal with the possible problems with that on monday. She quickly looked at the clock, she had about twenty more minutes or so. She stripped out of her clothes and grabbed the shopping bag out of the back of the closet, and carried it into the bathroom with her.
Greta looked at her reflection in the mirror as she took out the silk material from the bag. She turned sideways, and her hand went to her stomach, you could now tell that she was indeed pregnant, and not just gaining weight anymore. She smiled, and then held up the material in front of her. Her other lingerie just wasn't fitting anymore, so the other day she had to go and buy something new.
She felt silly going into a maternity store looking for lingerie, but she was surprised to find out, that there was actually a pretty good selection. The sales lady had helped her pick out something nice, and something that she could wear through most of it. Which meant, the underwear was small, fitting under her stomach, allowing for that to get bigger. And the top, while sheer and very revealing, also split down the center, and the bra material was stretchable.
Greta remembered telling the lady that they had thought of everything. The store clerk smiled, and told her she was lucky, because when she had children, it was almost impossible to find anything like that. But thankfully times had changed. And as she held up the material to her reflection in the mirror, she was definitely glad about that. Because tonight, she decided she wanted some fun. *Now, if only he's in the mood.* But her smile grew bigger, *But with Eric, that's not too difficult.* She raised her arms, and slipped the material on, and then put on the panties. *Not bad.* She thought, and then hurried with her makeup and hair.
When she was done she walked out of the bathroom again looking at the clock, "Ahhh, five minutes." She hurried to the closet and found the dress she was looking for, and carefully slipped it on, making sure not to mess up her hair and make up. She grabbed a pair of shoes, and then headed back down stairs. She quickly turned the music on, set her shoes on the floor, and grabbed the lighter out of the kitchen drawer. She moved over to the table, lit the candles, and then turned down the lights. "Perfect." She slipped her feet into the shoes and then went back into the kitchen. She put the food on the plates, and covered each one, and then brought them back over to the table. "Oh," she said and quickly went back into the kitchen, "Almost forgot," she said as she grabbed the sparkling apple cider from the refrigerator and moved it back to the table and the bucket of ice. She took a deep breath and let it out. "Done, now, all he has to do is get home." She said as she leaned against the table.
She waited, and looked at the clock, and she waited. She checked the time again, "He's only ten minutes late," she said with a sigh. Greta looked at the wax dripping down the candles, and thought about blowing them out, and re-lighting them when he got home. She contemplated doing it and then walked over to them, and as she was about to blow them out, she heard the garage door go up, and she smiled.
She walked over to the hall, and leaned against the wall, as the front door opened. She watched him walk in and take off his coat, putting it on the chair, and then almost laughed when she could tell his senses had finally started to register everything around him.
His head looked up and his eyes meet hers, and then they scanned over her. Eric walked towards her, his head then moving as he took a smell of the air, smelling the dinner that she had cooked, a large smile coming across his face. "So... what's the special occasion? His arms circled around her, pulling her to him, his face moving to her her neck, smelling her perfume, his lips leaving a gentle kiss.
She moaned slightly at the contact, "Just felt like starting the weekend off on a good foot."
"The whole weekend, huh?" He asked rising his eye brows.
She smiled up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Yeah, something wrong with that?"
"Not at all." He said as he leaned in and claimed her mouth with his. The kiss lingered and her pulled her slightly towards the stairs.
"Ohhh no, I spent time on dinner, and we are not going to eat it cold. Besides..." She winked, "We are both starving," she said rubbing her stomach.
He smiled, leaned down, placed his hand on her stomach, kissed it through the fabric of her dress, "Well we can't have that, now can we?" She giggled at him, grabbed his hand and lead him into the dinning room. Eric looked at everything laid out, "You went to way to much work." He then looked at what he was wearing, "And I am not dressed for this."
Greta rolled her eyes at him, wrapped her arms back around his neck, pulled him down close to whisper in his ear. "Don't worry, you won't be wearing it much longer."
His arms pulled her closer to him, pinning her against him, and he kissed her again. Breaking away slowly, "I'll hold you to that."
She smiled and moved to the other side of the table and sat down. They enjoyed dinner, making a little bit of small talk, but mostly just watching each other, their eyes dancing with excitement and the candlelight.
When they were done, Greta looked up at Eric, "Hope you aren't too full."
"Why?" he asked.
"We still have dessert." She said getting up from the table.
"Greta.... can that wait till later?" He asked as he watched her walk into the kitchen. He sighed, he wasn't hungry anymore, and he really, really just wanted to go upstairs and.... well. He got up from the table, and decided maybe to persuade her. He got into the kitchen and found her opening the refrigerator door, "Greta... really, can't dessert wait, till later... I mean..."
But then she grabbed something out of the door, started shaking it, and then shut the door, and looked at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Oh, no, Brady, I want my dessert, right... now." She said as she walked over to him.
And that's when Eric noticed exactly what she was holding, and he swallowed the lump in his throat, *A can of whip cream.* He got his voice, and a sly smile worked across his features. "Well, I guess I can't disappoint the lady."
"Better not." She replied, as she sat the can on the counter next to him, and her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt. She quickly ridded him of his shirt, her hands moving to his bear chest, her mouth moving to kiss his skin lightly. His hands shot out to pull her closer. One moving to caress her hair, the other moving to the zipper in her dress. Then her hand grabbed the can, and she moved slightly away. Eric watched her push the top of the can and soon he had a small line of whipping cream on his chest, but what got to him was the look in Greta's eyes. She looked like she was going to devour him, and she basically did, and he jumped slightly when her tongue darted out and tasted the cream off his chest, making him shudder slightly. She was about to do it again, but her pulled her away long enough to get the zipper of her dress all the way down, and let it slip down her body. Finally revealing what she wore underneath.
He tiled her head up to look at him, "Gorgeous," He told her, and then he picked her up, and sat her up on the counter, moving closer to her, making her open her legs for him to stand between. His hand moved to her check, and then cupped the side of her face. He leaned in slowly, his lips going to her, and his tongue moving to explore her mouth. His hands moving over the soft, sheer fabric, and settling at her hips, and pulled her forward, closer to him.
Greta took the can and placed another small strip of whipped cream on his upper chest, and she leaned in gentling licking it from his skin, making him shiver again. His hand found hers and took the can away from her, and soon she found some running down her neck, front and down between her breasts, and soon his mouth was following the same trail. Her head fell back, and he eyes closed as his mouth trailed over her........ (use your imagination, sorry, not writing that part this time.)
Greta giggled looking at the can she was holding, air was the only thing coming out of it now, "I can't believe we used the whole thing." She said as she rolled over to look at him.
Eric laughed, taking it away from her and setting it on the floor next to him. "Me either, but I say we do one thing next."
"What's that?" She asked trailing her fingers over his chest.
"A shower.... I don't know about you, but I'm all sticky." He got a loud laugh from her, and a nodding of her head in agreement. "Besides that, this floor is really hard and cold." She laughed again, and he stood up, holding out his hands for her, and helped her up. He then leaned back over and grabbed the clothes that were scattered all over the floor.
Greta got her lingerie top, and looked at it and laughed, "I wonder what gets whipped cream out of silk?" They both laughed, and Eric took her head, and lead her up the stairs. The clothes found their way into the hamper as the couple found themselves in the tub. Which was just the second beginning of a wonderful and very happy, weekend.
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To Be Continued