A/N: I know, I know, it's been a really long time since I updated, but when
you're flooded with assignments….AH, nobody reads this anyway!
Um, I'm getting myself confused with timelines and dates…it's too damn difficult moving back and forth in time like this! However, I shall persevere…
2007- MOURNING
Elizabeth stared at the coffin, the black case holding her husband. Tears silently poured down her face as she whispered her final goodbyes.
"Til death do us part," she whispered softly. So softly, only Jessica heard her.
Jessica sniffled, trying to hold back her tears. She needed to be strong for her sister. She was nearly 3 months pregnant and suffering. If she lost the baby now…
"OH god, Jessica, why him? Why Tom? What am I going to do?" She whispered, crying. Jessica held her sister.
"You're going to cry. And you're going to get up, give birth to a beautiful baby and raise her in Tom's name. You're going to make him proud of you." Liz looked at her sister, her hands leaning gently on her swollen stomach.
"If it weren't for the baby…" Jessica swallowed, knowing Liz's answer. She'd felt like that after Sam's death. So many years ago…
Jessica turned to look at Clark, sitting 2 rows behind her. She smiled softly, as he whispered 'I love you' back to her.
As the coffin was lifted, Elizabeth rose, following it out of the church on its way outside. Jessica followed her sister, holding onto her gently.
They passed many faces. Isabella, Danny, Enid, Todd, Winston, Maria…too many to remember them all. Elizabeth was crying too much to pay much attention, but Jessica nodded her head in recognition.
As the coffin was laid inside the ground, Elizabeth held her breath momentarily. She looked upwards, seeing the bright, blue sky and the sun shining. She closed her eyes, wanting to black out the bright.
The coffin was buried. Silent murmurs were whispered around the area as people said their last goodbyes to Tom Watts.
Jessica held onto her sister, praying she wouldn't break.
~~
"Come on, Liz. Just two more boxes and we're out of here," Jessica said to her sister. She saw Liz staring out at the ocean.
It was a week since the funeral, and Liz had barely spoken a word. She was starting to show at 3 months.
"I can't leave here, I…" Liz stopped. Jessica sighed and walked to the railing.
"Liz, you can't stay here by yourself. Not in this house where…I'll help you at home. I mean, especially with the baby…" Jessica knew Liz would go with her anyway.
Liz couldn't stay in the house they'd bought; it was too difficult. She still had the home in New York, but they'd cross that bridge when they came to it. For now, Liz was moving into Jessica's mansion, where Steven and Clark would help her come to terms with Tom's death.
"Let's go, Jess," Liz whispered, leaving the sunset and picking up one of the last 2 boxes. Jessica smiled. Her sister would get through this, she would see to that.
~~
"Ok, Liz, when's your next appointment? Coz I think a gynecologist appointment is a great place for a brother and sister to spend time together!" Steven said at dinner time, trying to break the stifling silence. Jessica immediately burst into laughter. Liz smiled.
"Are you sure it's a good place, Steve?" He nodded uncertainly.
"Well yeah, I mean, I want to see the picture of my nephew!" Jessica grunted.
"You mean niece, of course." Another round of laughter followed.
"NO, tradition in the family stipulates a boy, followed by twin girls. It's happened in 3 generations already!"
"Steven, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to break tradition. It's a girl!"
"What if it's twins?" Liz broke in suddenly. Jessica turned and stared at her.
"Oh my god! Twins? I hadn't…" She stared at Liz, seeing the same uncertainty and hope mirrored in her sister's eyes.
"God, what little terrors they would turn into!" Steven shrieked.
"Hey! Think about what you're saying, Steven!" Liz yelled back.
Jessica sat back, sharing a look with her fiancé.
"Things are looking up, Jess," he whispered into her ear. She smiled back at him. Liz would get through this; she knew it. And she'd be right there, helping her with her baby.
Hopefully, one day, her own baby would play with her sister's child.
~~
"Liz, are you sure about this?" Steve asked his sister. Liz turned back to face Steven.
"You're the one that suggested it!" She smiled at him, as he cringed.
"You're right, as always. Alright, let's go inside!" Liz smiled and led Steven inside the gynecologist's office.
"Hello, I'm here for Dr Wood," Liz told the receptionist as Steven warily eyed the other expectant mothers. She smiled at him cheekily.
"Ms Watts?" The receptionist asked, causing Liz to nod.
"Good. Dr Wood will see you and your husband in 5 minutes." Liz paled slightly as Steven rushed forward and grabbed her hand.
"Um, I'm not…I mean, I'm her brother. Mr Watts…died last week…" He told her quietly. The receptionist nodded, aghast, before turning to Liz.
"Um, if you'll sit down, the doctor will be out shortly." Liz nodded her thanks and sat, breathing deeply.
"Guess I have to get used to that," she whispered. Steven nodded, holding her hand.
He saw a pretty woman step out and talk to the receptionist. They looked over in their direction, as the young woman called out, "Watts!" Liz smiled and stood, causing Steven to stand.
"Come on, Steven, you can see what she looks like."
"He," he muttered.
"Elizabeth, nice to see you again! And this is?" the young woman said, staring at Steven.
"Uh, my brother, Steven Wakefield. Oh, this is my doctor, Dr Wood," Liz introduced them. The doctor smiled at him.
"Call me Amanda, please," she said, shaking his hand. Steven only nodded.
"Ok, Liz, if you'll jump up here and we'll have a listen before gelling you up for an ultra!" Steven watched the doctor work, mesmerized by her movements. God, she was beautiful! Liz giggled at her brother's face. She could see him falling in love.
"Do you have anyone, Amanda?" she asked her doctor as she placed a cold stethoscope on her stomach.
"No, why?" Amanda asked, smiling. Quickly, her smile was replaced by a frown.
"What? What is it?" Liz asked, scared. Amanda listened, before quickly removing the stethoscopes and placing the gel on liz's stomach.
"If I'm not mistaken…but I haven't bee wrong yet…" she started muttering to herself ad Liz exchanged a scared look with Steven. Steven grasped her hand reassuringly.
In a few moments, an image popped up on the screen. Liz looked at it eagerly. The doctor squinted and pointed.
"There!" Liz looked there.
"What?"
"Can't you see it? An extra hand!" Liz looked at her uncertainly.
"Twins, Elizabeth! You're having twins!" Liz gasped.
"What? Twins?" Amanda nodded.
"Yes! Do you want to know the sex? I think I can work it out." Liz nodded, still in shock.
"It looks like they're both girls!"
Liz looked over at Steven.
"Oh my god," he whispered. Liz was having twins!
There we go. Has the plot thickened any? Is anybody reading this? Write me a review!
Um, I'm getting myself confused with timelines and dates…it's too damn difficult moving back and forth in time like this! However, I shall persevere…
2007- MOURNING
Elizabeth stared at the coffin, the black case holding her husband. Tears silently poured down her face as she whispered her final goodbyes.
"Til death do us part," she whispered softly. So softly, only Jessica heard her.
Jessica sniffled, trying to hold back her tears. She needed to be strong for her sister. She was nearly 3 months pregnant and suffering. If she lost the baby now…
"OH god, Jessica, why him? Why Tom? What am I going to do?" She whispered, crying. Jessica held her sister.
"You're going to cry. And you're going to get up, give birth to a beautiful baby and raise her in Tom's name. You're going to make him proud of you." Liz looked at her sister, her hands leaning gently on her swollen stomach.
"If it weren't for the baby…" Jessica swallowed, knowing Liz's answer. She'd felt like that after Sam's death. So many years ago…
Jessica turned to look at Clark, sitting 2 rows behind her. She smiled softly, as he whispered 'I love you' back to her.
As the coffin was lifted, Elizabeth rose, following it out of the church on its way outside. Jessica followed her sister, holding onto her gently.
They passed many faces. Isabella, Danny, Enid, Todd, Winston, Maria…too many to remember them all. Elizabeth was crying too much to pay much attention, but Jessica nodded her head in recognition.
As the coffin was laid inside the ground, Elizabeth held her breath momentarily. She looked upwards, seeing the bright, blue sky and the sun shining. She closed her eyes, wanting to black out the bright.
The coffin was buried. Silent murmurs were whispered around the area as people said their last goodbyes to Tom Watts.
Jessica held onto her sister, praying she wouldn't break.
~~
"Come on, Liz. Just two more boxes and we're out of here," Jessica said to her sister. She saw Liz staring out at the ocean.
It was a week since the funeral, and Liz had barely spoken a word. She was starting to show at 3 months.
"I can't leave here, I…" Liz stopped. Jessica sighed and walked to the railing.
"Liz, you can't stay here by yourself. Not in this house where…I'll help you at home. I mean, especially with the baby…" Jessica knew Liz would go with her anyway.
Liz couldn't stay in the house they'd bought; it was too difficult. She still had the home in New York, but they'd cross that bridge when they came to it. For now, Liz was moving into Jessica's mansion, where Steven and Clark would help her come to terms with Tom's death.
"Let's go, Jess," Liz whispered, leaving the sunset and picking up one of the last 2 boxes. Jessica smiled. Her sister would get through this, she would see to that.
~~
"Ok, Liz, when's your next appointment? Coz I think a gynecologist appointment is a great place for a brother and sister to spend time together!" Steven said at dinner time, trying to break the stifling silence. Jessica immediately burst into laughter. Liz smiled.
"Are you sure it's a good place, Steve?" He nodded uncertainly.
"Well yeah, I mean, I want to see the picture of my nephew!" Jessica grunted.
"You mean niece, of course." Another round of laughter followed.
"NO, tradition in the family stipulates a boy, followed by twin girls. It's happened in 3 generations already!"
"Steven, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to break tradition. It's a girl!"
"What if it's twins?" Liz broke in suddenly. Jessica turned and stared at her.
"Oh my god! Twins? I hadn't…" She stared at Liz, seeing the same uncertainty and hope mirrored in her sister's eyes.
"God, what little terrors they would turn into!" Steven shrieked.
"Hey! Think about what you're saying, Steven!" Liz yelled back.
Jessica sat back, sharing a look with her fiancé.
"Things are looking up, Jess," he whispered into her ear. She smiled back at him. Liz would get through this; she knew it. And she'd be right there, helping her with her baby.
Hopefully, one day, her own baby would play with her sister's child.
~~
"Liz, are you sure about this?" Steve asked his sister. Liz turned back to face Steven.
"You're the one that suggested it!" She smiled at him, as he cringed.
"You're right, as always. Alright, let's go inside!" Liz smiled and led Steven inside the gynecologist's office.
"Hello, I'm here for Dr Wood," Liz told the receptionist as Steven warily eyed the other expectant mothers. She smiled at him cheekily.
"Ms Watts?" The receptionist asked, causing Liz to nod.
"Good. Dr Wood will see you and your husband in 5 minutes." Liz paled slightly as Steven rushed forward and grabbed her hand.
"Um, I'm not…I mean, I'm her brother. Mr Watts…died last week…" He told her quietly. The receptionist nodded, aghast, before turning to Liz.
"Um, if you'll sit down, the doctor will be out shortly." Liz nodded her thanks and sat, breathing deeply.
"Guess I have to get used to that," she whispered. Steven nodded, holding her hand.
He saw a pretty woman step out and talk to the receptionist. They looked over in their direction, as the young woman called out, "Watts!" Liz smiled and stood, causing Steven to stand.
"Come on, Steven, you can see what she looks like."
"He," he muttered.
"Elizabeth, nice to see you again! And this is?" the young woman said, staring at Steven.
"Uh, my brother, Steven Wakefield. Oh, this is my doctor, Dr Wood," Liz introduced them. The doctor smiled at him.
"Call me Amanda, please," she said, shaking his hand. Steven only nodded.
"Ok, Liz, if you'll jump up here and we'll have a listen before gelling you up for an ultra!" Steven watched the doctor work, mesmerized by her movements. God, she was beautiful! Liz giggled at her brother's face. She could see him falling in love.
"Do you have anyone, Amanda?" she asked her doctor as she placed a cold stethoscope on her stomach.
"No, why?" Amanda asked, smiling. Quickly, her smile was replaced by a frown.
"What? What is it?" Liz asked, scared. Amanda listened, before quickly removing the stethoscopes and placing the gel on liz's stomach.
"If I'm not mistaken…but I haven't bee wrong yet…" she started muttering to herself ad Liz exchanged a scared look with Steven. Steven grasped her hand reassuringly.
In a few moments, an image popped up on the screen. Liz looked at it eagerly. The doctor squinted and pointed.
"There!" Liz looked there.
"What?"
"Can't you see it? An extra hand!" Liz looked at her uncertainly.
"Twins, Elizabeth! You're having twins!" Liz gasped.
"What? Twins?" Amanda nodded.
"Yes! Do you want to know the sex? I think I can work it out." Liz nodded, still in shock.
"It looks like they're both girls!"
Liz looked over at Steven.
"Oh my god," he whispered. Liz was having twins!
There we go. Has the plot thickened any? Is anybody reading this? Write me a review!