Perfect When You Get Here

"Have a good day at work, sweetie"

Jack barely registered that Riddick had said anything as she stepped from the car and slammed the door behind her. She didn't bother to answer him. Not a chance in the world. What was his problem lately? He was always so moody and edgy. Wasn't that her job to be moody? Well, she'd heard of stories where the husbands share the symptoms of pregnancy but still. . .something seemed wrong. Had she done something? Jack couldn't comprehend what could possibly be wrong with Riddick. She was his wife. She was everything a wife should be: caring, supportive, sweet, obidient, loving. She didn't understand. Was he going through something that he hadn't told her about? Maybe he was having a stressful time at work. Whatever! What was so hard about getting paid to send SOMEONE ELSE to kill a person. Cross that one off the list of problems that could be causing Riddick's sudden PMS. So what was there left?

List of reasons Riddick is being such an asshole:
She was a bad wife, he was mad at her for some unknown reason, he was honestly just sharing symptoms of pregnancy with her, he was nervous about being a dad, he was upset that it was two babies, she was a terrible wife.

Jack shook her head. . .the only two reasons that made sense were that she was a bad wife and that Riddick was mad at her for unknown reasons. Sharing symptoms with her just didn't seem likely. She could understand Riddick being nervous about being a dad but he wouldn't act like he was, in that case he'd probably just shut himself off from her-which he was sort of but no, that wasn't the case. Maybe he was mad they were having two children. . .yeah right! When they'd gone to the doctor and found out it ws twins Jack had seen tears in Riddick's eyes, granted he never shed them they were still there. The only reason that truly made sense was that she was a bad wife. It just couldn't be, she'd done everything in her power to keep Riddick happy. It just couldnt-

"Oh Jackie! Look at you! You look like you are just ready to burst!" Cindy, her supervisor, broke Jack from her thoughts. Thank goodness she didn't want to think about Riddick anymore.

"I know! I almost wish I would just burst," Jack giggled slightly. "I love being pregnant but I want these little babies to come into the world."

Cindy's smile was such a welcome sight. "Getting a little antsy are we?"

Jack laid a hand on her swelled belly, "Yeah just a little."

"And how is daddy? Is he ready to have these little ones come into the world?" Cindy was such a sweet woman.

"He's just fine. He's, he's, he's. . ." Jack suddenly burst into tears. Damn this hormonal pregnancy crap!

Cindy rushed to Jack's side and hugged her, "What's wrong sweetheart? Is something the matter at home."

Jack looked up into the Cindy's eyes, so caring, so warm. Cindy was probably in her late fifties but she looked like she was no more than forty, the only thing that gave it away was Cindy's totally gray hair that she always wore in a tight bun. "I'm sorry, Cindy. It's just. . .I don't know"

"Why don't we go into my office and we can talk."

Jack tried to slip from Cindy's warm hug, "I need to get to work."

"Oh, dear. . .don't worry about it. You can do that in a little while. Your health and happiness comes first." Cindy smiled softly as she directed Jack ot her office.

"Okay" Jack gave up her fighting and walked with Cindy to her office but just as she was about to enter she turned around and looked around. She had the distinct feeling that she was being watched or followed. She wasn't an expert but from the little Riddick had taught her over the years, Jack could just FEEL the presence of some unseen person following her. What in the worl-

"Jackie, are you okay?" Cindy's voice once again interrupted Jack's thoughts.

"Yeah, just fine."

"Okay, come on darling. Let's have alittle girl talk."

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"Thank you, Cindy. This has made me feel a lot better." Jack smiled as she walked to the door of Cindy's office.

"Anytime dear. Don't worry, you ARE NOT a bad wife. Richard probably just has a lot on his mind. It will all be fine, you'll see."

"Thank you again."

Jack gently shut the door to Cindy's office behind her. That conversation had been quite reassuring. Cindy was probably right, Riddick was probably just under pressure. She HAD to be right. If she wasn't then, well. . .what did that mean?

Jack walked into the maternity ward unit of the hospital. She loved working here. There was nothing more beautiful and natural than a woman giving birth and newly born infants. Jack couldn't hardly wait for her babies to come. She wanted them now but she had a few more weeks to go.

"Yoohoo, Jackie!"

Jack sighed heavily, great. . .Karrie Anne. Jack plastered a smile on her face, she couldn't stand this woman. She acted sweet and friendly to her face but behind her back she talked serious shit and hit on her husband. Jack could handle Karrie Anne talking behind her back but if there was one thing that Jack didn't take lightly to that was woman trying to get a piece of her husband. HER Richard. Yes, he was hers. Her little possession. She loved him with all her being and maybe that's one of the major reasons she was stressing so much about Riddick's mood change. It was funny, Riddick thought she didn't know about Karrie Anne or any of the other tramps that ran around acting friendly but checking out her husband behind her back. She knew A LOT more than Riddick gave her credit for. He liked thinking he had her in his control, she'd let him think that all he wanted but she knew that she was really the ones pulling the strings behind the scenes. Riddick was wonderful but his cockiness clouded his perspective but she still loved him. Always had and always would.

"Hello Karrie Anne. How are you?" The artificial sweetner in Jack's voice almost made her want to gag.

"Oh well, you know. . .I'm doing alright. So where's the hubby today?" Karrie Anne looked around Jack as if she were expecting Riddick to appear.

"Oh well, you know. . .he had to work. He has a job too Karrie Anne. Well, I better get to work. Have a WONDERFUL day, dear." Before any other words could be exchanged Jack walked away from the girl.

It seemed like with each confrontation Jack found the need to rip Karrie Annes eyes out grow stronger and stronger. Oh well, at least it was over for the time being. Jack sighed with relief as she headed into the room that held all the newborns. She loved to play with them it was her favorite part of the job; she could sit and be with the tiny little children every moment of every day. Jack laid a gentle hand on her stomach, her life so utterly perfect. She was born to be a mother and a wife and now it was all finally coming to be. Soon she would bring two tiny people to life and they would grow up and carry on their parents genes and legacy. She imagined someday she'd tell the children about how she and their father had met and fallen in love. It was a beautiful dealing as was everything in their relationship. . .well, all except for recently.

"And this too shall pass," Jack mumbled softly as she picked up a chart from one of the incubators holding a baby.

"Oh Jackie! There you are." Christine, the head nurse in the maternity ward. Yet another one of Riddick's admirers-but this one wasn't nearly as bad as Karrie Anne.

"Hi Christine," Jack plastered yet another face smile onto her face. She felt so fake sometimes.

"Uh, yeah. . .today you wont be working with the. . ."The woamn looked down at the babies with a look of almost disgust. It was obvious the woman hated children, "with the children."

The look of disdain on the woman's face almost made Jack want to kill the woman. If she didn't like the job she shouldn't keeping working in this place. "Okay, what am I doing then?"

"Well, we are needing some matainence today. Just minor lift and repairing."

Jack looked at Christine incrediously, "Excuse me? Lifting? Christine I am going to have two children in a couple of weeks, not a chance in hell i'm lifting anything. You know that I can't do that. I'll be glad to do anything else but I am not exerting myself. You should know the rules Christine. Oh that's right you haven't had children you wouldn't know." Another place Jack drew the line was plain negligance of her children's well-being and it seemed that Christine always seemed to conviently omitt the fact that Jack was indeed very pregnant.

"Oh, riiight. In that case. . .just mop all the floors in the ward and then windex the windows and once you finish report to me so I can tell you what I want then." Christine smiled smuggly.

"Okay. See you after a while."

Jack tried her best to smile but she was afraid it came out more as a snarl. She was absolutely fuming, Christine was just purely bitch. At least with Karrie Anne she was some what nice but only to the extent to get what she wanted but still it counted for something. But Christine? No, she was just flat out bitch.

Jack sighed as she walked towards the east wing of the maternity ward, she didn't like this side of the ward at all. For some reason it just gave her the creeps, especially today considering she was sttill having the feeling of being watched. This side of the ward wasn't as modern or nearly as populated as the other part of the ward or the hospital for that matter and that only added to its affect of scaring the shit out of her. Jack walked over to the janitor's office and looked in. . .shit, Willie wasn't there. For a moment Jack considered just giving up and going home for the day but then she spotted the keys to the janitor's closet sitting on Willie's desk. Great. Jack sighed again heavily, looks like she'd stay here and do as Christine had asked. Darn. She could use a day at home lounging around with Riddick and eating bon-bons. Riddick. . .God, she wished she knew what his deal was. It almost physically hurt her seeing how he'd distanced himself from her. How long had it been since they'd been sweet on each other? How long since they'd made love? Well, pregnancy was partly contributing to the factor of no sex considering she was only a few weeks away from popping two babies out. That wasn't a big thing to Jack anyways, she just missed Riddick holding her and being kind and sweet.

Jack walked up to the janitor's closet and just as she was reaching for the handle of the door she realized the door was slightly ajar. Not giving it a second thought Jack stepped into the janitor's closet and reached for the cord hanging from the ceiling to turn on the light. Once Jack finally found the cord she pulled but nothing happened. Jack sighed for what felt like the umpteenth time that day, nothing seemed to be going right today. She pushed the door open all the way so she could find the mop and other supplies in the closet but just as she stepped away to retrieve what she needed the door slammed behind her. Jack jumped involuntarily, she already didn't like this side of the hospital and she didn't like the dark much. This was just great, absolutely wonderful. Jack's breathing quickened, what the fuck had that been? The darkness of the closet was smothering, it felt as if it were reaching out at her. Regaining her composure, Jack pulled the door open again and hurried grabbed what she needed and scurried from the closet but just as she was stepping out she felt a waft of air from behind her as if someone had been there reaching for her. Jack practically ran from the closet.

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Jack smiled, finally she had finished all the cleaning Christine had assigned her. Finally she'd be able to play with the babies. Jack picked up one of the newborns. . .it had been born a few days before and Jack had actually been allowed to assist in the birth. The baby was premature by about three weeks. The baby was beautiful the sad thing was during the night the little one's mother ran from the hospital, abandoning her baby. Things like that made Jack want to cry. Gently she sat in a rocking chair that sat in the nursery and craddled the child in her arms, Jack's eyes focused onto the tiny infant. . .she couldn't wait to be a mommy.

"My dear Kali and Corbin, I can't wait until you are born. I will be good to you and I promise that i will never leave you. . .ever! I already love you both to unimaginable lengths. I promise things will be perfect when you get here." Jack thought silently as a smile spread across her face. . .yes, she would be the perfect mother for her babies. She would be the mom that she never had. This she swore.