I awoke to the feeling of a warm hand stroking my pregnant stomach.
"I'm sorry. I-I just…"
"It's amazing, isn't it?" I pre-empted Frasier's thoughts.
"Yes. Yes it is." He smiled, his hand still placed near my navel.
I laced my fingers though his. "You know, even though we've been through all this before with Frederick, it still feels just as…
"Awe-inspiring."
"Exactly." I gave Frasier a sleepy smile.
He kissed me. "Breakfast?"
"Eggs Florentine?"
"With ketchup."
"I love you."
"And I you." Another kiss, longer this time.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Frasier hopped out of bed and opened a drawer in his closet.
I positioned the pillows against the headrest in order to support my back and sat up.
"Here." He handed me a small object.
"Oh, Frasier! My broach! Where did you find this? I've been looking for it for months."
"Actually, Frederick found it."
I didn't even hear his answer, as I was staring at the engraving. "Forever."
His brilliant blue eyes looked directly into my soul. "Forever."
"Excuse me Ma'am." Came a young woman's voice. "Sorry to wake you, but we've landed." The tall blonde stewardess informed me.
"Oh. Thank you."
"You're welcome." She smiled, and disappeared down the aisle.
I arrived at Frasier apartment promptly at 5:30. After picking a piece of lint off of my coat, I proceeded to knock sharply.
And there he was. For real this time. At least-I hoped it was for real. "I'd know that knock anywhere." He smiled. "Come in."
"Hello Frasier."
"Right on time as usual." He seemed to relish the fact that he knew me so well, more than ordinarily.
I spotted Frederick enter the room from the hallway. "Well I just couldn't wait to see my little soldier again." I declared in his direction.
"Mommy!"
He began to run towards me and threw his arms out in order to hug me, but seemed to forget about his injury. "Owch!!" He started to sniffle.
"Aww, Sweetheart. You must be careful." I said, as I picked him up and motioned towards the couch. "ugh, you're getting too heavy for this." I chuckled.
Frasier took my bag from my other arm, and once I'd placed Frederick down I began to take off my coat. "Oh, let me get that." Frasier insisted."
"Oh. Thank you." I sat down, and Frederick struggled onto my lap. I sneezed.
"Bless you." Frasier commented.
"Thank you."
"So. How was your flight?"
"Fine. I slept through most of it."
"Oh, that's good." Frasier sat down next me. It was obvious he wanted to start a conversation. But was seemingly unable to. "Coffee?"
"That would be wonderful." I smiled, as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry. I-I just…"
"It's amazing, isn't it?" I pre-empted Frasier's thoughts.
"Yes. Yes it is." He smiled, his hand still placed near my navel.
I laced my fingers though his. "You know, even though we've been through all this before with Frederick, it still feels just as…
"Awe-inspiring."
"Exactly." I gave Frasier a sleepy smile.
He kissed me. "Breakfast?"
"Eggs Florentine?"
"With ketchup."
"I love you."
"And I you." Another kiss, longer this time.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Frasier hopped out of bed and opened a drawer in his closet.
I positioned the pillows against the headrest in order to support my back and sat up.
"Here." He handed me a small object.
"Oh, Frasier! My broach! Where did you find this? I've been looking for it for months."
"Actually, Frederick found it."
I didn't even hear his answer, as I was staring at the engraving. "Forever."
His brilliant blue eyes looked directly into my soul. "Forever."
"Excuse me Ma'am." Came a young woman's voice. "Sorry to wake you, but we've landed." The tall blonde stewardess informed me.
"Oh. Thank you."
"You're welcome." She smiled, and disappeared down the aisle.
I arrived at Frasier apartment promptly at 5:30. After picking a piece of lint off of my coat, I proceeded to knock sharply.
And there he was. For real this time. At least-I hoped it was for real. "I'd know that knock anywhere." He smiled. "Come in."
"Hello Frasier."
"Right on time as usual." He seemed to relish the fact that he knew me so well, more than ordinarily.
I spotted Frederick enter the room from the hallway. "Well I just couldn't wait to see my little soldier again." I declared in his direction.
"Mommy!"
He began to run towards me and threw his arms out in order to hug me, but seemed to forget about his injury. "Owch!!" He started to sniffle.
"Aww, Sweetheart. You must be careful." I said, as I picked him up and motioned towards the couch. "ugh, you're getting too heavy for this." I chuckled.
Frasier took my bag from my other arm, and once I'd placed Frederick down I began to take off my coat. "Oh, let me get that." Frasier insisted."
"Oh. Thank you." I sat down, and Frederick struggled onto my lap. I sneezed.
"Bless you." Frasier commented.
"Thank you."
"So. How was your flight?"
"Fine. I slept through most of it."
"Oh, that's good." Frasier sat down next me. It was obvious he wanted to start a conversation. But was seemingly unable to. "Coffee?"
"That would be wonderful." I smiled, as he disappeared into the kitchen.