CHAPTER 40
NEXT MORNING: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
Sara smiles sleepily as she feels Ian's lips moving down her neck. "Mmm"
"Morning my sweet Sara." Ian murmurs
Sara lifts her head accepting a morning kiss. "Morning." She shifts deepening the kiss. Soon the kiss becomes heated and suddenly Sara breaks away "Oh sh..." She groans sitting up.
"Sara?" He asks concerned when he sees her pale.
Sara groans then bolts to the bathroom barely making it to the toilet before she starts heaving.
Ian winces as he hears Sara throwing up. Carefully he gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom. "You OK?" He asks after she stops throwing up.
Sara lifts her head from the toilet and looks at Ian. "Well, it looks like morning sickness has started." She says weakly before turning back to the toilet.
WHILE LATER
"Are you OK?" Ian asks stroking Sara's hair as she lies on the bed after spending a few minutes hanging over the toilet.
Sara nods giving him a weak smile. "At least it doesn't last forever."
"How bad was it with Emma?"
"Not too bad... at least not until after Dad died." She says sadly.
"Would you like some breakfast?" Ian asks
Sara groans scrunches up her nose. "Not now." She sighs, "I really want coffee. I don't know how I'm going to last without it, I've been living off coffee for years."
"I know but there's a really good reason." He kisses her forehead.
Sara smiles "The best reason ever." She sighs heavily. "I guess I could use a vacation from coffee. I've been drinking a lot of it lately."
"You have." He agrees
"I love coffee." Sara says dreamily.
"Not more than me I hope." Ian teases
"Well, it's a close tie." Sara says mischievously.
"Hey" Ian protests
Sara grins, "Don't worry... I love you way more than coffee... after all coffee doesn't appear before me first thing in the morning."
"Hey I am more than just your coffee runner in the morning."
"OK yeah you are."
NOON
Sara starts bouncing happily on the bed as she watches TV. "Coffee, coffee, coffee." She chants excitedly.
Ian looks up from his book to see Sara's watching a coffee commercial. "Sara it's just a commercial." He says amused before going back to his book.
"I want coffee. I've gone almost a week without coffee." Sara sighs, "I miss coffee." She says dreamily then looks at Ian who is reading his book. "Ian" she whines only to have him ignore her. "Ian!"
"What is it Sara?" He asks without looking up.
"You aren't paying attention to me."
"I heard you... you want coffee."
"Give me coffee." Sara grabs the book he's reading and tosses it aside then climbs onto his lap. "Coffee, coffee, coffee." She bounces happily on his lap. "Gimme coffee."
"I know you want coffee." Ian rests his hands on her hips stilling her movements "Don't do that." He hisses
Sara smirks "Don't like that?"
"Oh I like it." He hisses
Sara leans in brushing her lips over his. "Mmm kisses. Just as good as coffee." She grins
"If you can't have coffee then you'll have to settle for kisses." He kisses her in return.
LATER
"We managed not to pull the stitches." Sara laughs breathlessly as she lies beside Ian. "You OK?"
"Oh yeah." He says dreamily.
Sara lifts her head and kisses his cheek. "That certainly got my mind off of coffee."
"Good to know." Ian grins at her.
"Mmm" Sara stretches "Shower?"
Ian glances at the clock. "Sure... Emma will be home soon."
CHAPTER 41
WEEK LATER: PARK
"You shouldn't be out here Ian." Immo states as Ian joins him, "You are still healing."
"I'm fine."
"So why did you want to meet with me here?" Immo asks
"I wanted to speak with you without Father being... around."
"Are you OK?" Immo inquires concerned. "Did you have another seizure?"
"No."
"Couldn't this wait until our appointment tomorrow?"
"No."
Immo regards the younger man thoughtfully then nods, "What is it?"
"There is something I need to know about what was done to me." Ian pauses "It's a hypothetical situation."
"All right." Immo nods
"Stays between us?"
"As long as it doesn't concern your immediate health I won't tell him about this conversation."
Ian nods looking around the park. "Let's say, hypothetically, Sara was to become pregnant, what, if any of my problems would the child possibly inherit?"
"I'm not really sure." Immo admits reluctantly. "We never tested that factor, Emma was born before that factor was discussed or researched, after Emma was born I brought up the topic with him but he declined to discuss it. He said it wouldn't ever be an issue."
"What if it is... in the future an issue?"
"Well then there is a possible the child would have some problems."
"Like what?"
"Some of the same sensitivities you have. Neurological problems... physical... there's no way to know for sure... not until the child is born and tested." Immo watches Ian's pensive expression, "Is she?"
"I just needed to know." Ian avoids the question. "Thank you Immo. I should get back, I promised Sara I wouldn't be gone long." He bows his head slightly. "I will see you tomorrow." He turns and walks away. 'What am I going to tell Sara?' He rubs the back of his neck. "The truth."
OVER AN HOUR LATER: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
Sara starts in surprise as a single yellow rose appears in front of her face. She smiles looking up to find Ian behind her. "Hey you." She takes the rose from him as he moves around the swing and sits beside her. "Its beautiful... thank you." She smells the rose.
"So what are you thinking about?"
Sara looks at the rose. "I was just thinking about the holidays." She rests her head on his arm. "What do you guys usually do for the holidays?"
"Not much. It all depends on Father. If he is too busy to deal with the holidays or one of his lovers happens to be with him we go with Martha." Ian shrugs "You?"
"Usually work. Make the holiday rounds if there was any free time.... which usually is going to Joe and Marie's and Danny and Lee's."
"I think this year is the time for new traditions. Do you think you can stand spending a small about of time with my Father?"
"It depends on if you can stand being around the whole Siri gang."
"I think I can handle that." Ian assures
"How did your meeting with Immo go?" Sara asks pulling back to look at Ian. "Well?"
"He doesn't really know for sure." Ian hedges "He said that the baby could have the some problems but he isn't sure. He wouldn't know until the baby is born."
"What kind of problems?"
"Seizures, migraines, sensitivities like mine... he's not sure what though."
Sara sits there in silence then sighs. "I guess we'll have to wait and see." At his startled yet pleased expression she frowns, "Did you think I wouldn't want it?"
Ian shrugs stroking her cheek with his thumb. "I would understand if you didn't."
Sara searches his gaze. "I want our baby." She turns her head brushing her lips over his fingers. "I wanted Emma and I want this one... everything will go as it should."
Ian leans in kissing her sweetly. "I love you my Sara.... forever and always."
Sara grins, "You better buster... I'm the one pregnant with your baby."
Ian smiles "You know we should tell Emma soon."
"I know... lets just wait a while."
"As you wish."
"Oh before I forget, I have a doctor's appointment Monday afternoon. Will you go with me?" She asks hopefully.
"Are you sure?"
"Only if you want too." Sara adds
"I want too." He assures
Sara smiles as his eyes brighten up. "Good." She kisses him sweetly. "Now what are we going to do once those annoying stitches are out?" She smirks
"Oh I'm sure we'll come up with something."
NEXT NIGHT: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
"Mmm." Sara sighs happily as her finger trails over the pink newly formed scar. "Another scar." She leans down brushing her lips over it.
"One of many." Ian says dryly.
Sara flinches at his words. "Ian what is going to happen when he finds out about the baby?" She asks hesitantly.
"I don't know." Ian admits "He didn't take too well to Emma but maybe now..." He shrugs
"I wish you'd just leave him."
"I can't."
Sara sits up "Why?" She demands hotly. "I hate how he treats you."
"He's my Father... I can't leave."
"Why?" She demands angrily.
"Would you have left yours?"
"That's different... mine never beat the daylights out of me."
"He hasn't done anything severe in a while."
"He could at anytime."
"I can handle it."
"You shouldn't have too." She says sadly.
"He wasn't always like this Sara. He hasn't always hit me."
"He never should have started." Sara says bitterly.
"I can't change the past."
"Ian"
"Sara please I know you want me to leave but I can't. I know you may never understand but I need you to accept it... for now."
"I just" Sara sighs, "I'll try... for you." She straddles his hips "Because I love you I'll try."
"Thank you my love."
"Enough about him." Sara runs her hands over Ian's chest. "Back to celebrating."
CHAPTER 42
EARLY MONDAY MORNING
Sara opens her eyes and smiles when she meets Ian's gaze. "Morning."
"Morning beautiful."
Sara lifts her hand to Ian's cheek. "Do we have to get out of bed?"
"Unfortunately we do. I have to go back to work and you have to go to work."
Sara scowls "Stupid work." She snuggles against his side. "Nice and comfy."
Ian presses his lips to her hair. "Life goes on."
Sara sighs heavily, "I wish we could just disappear, no interference from Irons, just be a normal family with the normal worries."
"We're a family either way normal or not. Besides what family is normal now?"
Sara laughs "True."
"How are you feeling?" He asks concerned.
"Good." She smiles then tilts her head "For now."
Ian shifts moving down the bed until his face is level with her middle then looks up at her.
Sara meets his gaze as he pushes up her tank top. 'My sweet, gentle Ian.' She smiles as his beard tickles her middle. "Are you going to be there this afternoon?"
"I'm going to try my hardest." He promises
"OK."
Ian presses a kiss to her middle then moves up capturing her lips in a sweet kiss.
Sara smiles against his lips meeting his eyes. "I love morning kisses."
"Good because they aren't going to stop."
"That's good." She looks at the clock and scowls "I should get up."
"And I should go make sure your daughter is awake."
Sara kisses him lightly. "Well then go." She watches as Ian walks out of the bedroom then rests her hands on her middle. 'That's your Daddy. He's a great Daddy. He's going to adore you... so am I.'
Ian enters Emma's bedroom to find the teen sprawled across the bed with the radio on. "Emma your alarm went off." He sighs going over to the bed shaking her. "Come on Emma it's time to get up."
Emma lifts her head and yawns. "Daddy." She whines.
"No arguing this morning," He says firmly "get going."
Emma groans
"Now." He orders
"OK, OK." She mutters
HOUR LATER
Ian wraps his arms around Sara's waist as they stand beside Sara's bike. "I will see you this afternoon."
Sara nods "If you can."
"I'm going to try my best." He assures then sighs looking at the door. "Where is that daughter of yours?"
"My daughter." Sara lifts her brow. "Why is it you refer to her as my daughter when she's running late?"
"Because she definitely didn't get the late gene from me."
Sara laughs "No she doesn't." At that moment, Emma bursts into the garage startling them. "Have fun at school." Sara laughs seeing her daughter.
"Yeah right. Stupid school." Emma mutters getting into the car.
"Someone woke on the wrong side of the bed." Sara says dryly.
"She's still not sleeping more than four hours at a time."
"Yeah I know." Sara sighs, "We should get moving."
Ian rests his forehead against Sara's, "I love you my Sara."
Sara smiles "I love you."
20 MINS LATER: SCHOOL
"Bye." Emma leans across the seat and kisses her Dad's cheek.
"Have a good day."
"Yeah sure."
Ian watches as Emma joins her friends. 'Something is going on with her, I'll talk to her tonight.'
NOON: PRECINCT
"Pezzini." Sara says in greeting as she fills out a report.
"Hello love." Ian greets
Sara smiles hearing his voice, "Hey you."
"Sara... something came up. I won't be able to make it." Ian says apologetically.
Sara sighs in disappointment. "All right, I understand."
"I'm sorry." He apologizes
"I know."
"I have to go, I have a meeting in five minutes. I love you Sara."
"Love you too." Sara says before hanging up.
SAME TIME: VORSCHLAG
Ian silently groans. 'She's mad.' He runs his hand over his face. 'I should make it up to her.'
COUPLE OF HOURS LATER: DRS OFFICE
"So how did your daughter take the news?" The doctor inquires
"We haven't told her yet." Sara admits, "I just wanted to enjoy it with Ian before the circus goes nuts."
"Circus?"
"Long story." Sara sighs
"How are you feeling?"
"Morning sickness has started."
"Bad?"
"Little worse than it was with Emma."
"How old is your daughter?"
"14." Sara answers as the doctor watches the monitor.
"Ahh, there it is."
"Everything OK?" Sara questions.
"Looks good, it looks like you are at about 7 weeks." The doctor assures. "Are you taking your prenatal every day?"
"Yes."
"Are you getting plenty of sleep?"
Sara nods "I was home with Ian for a week after he got out of the hospital. I slept when he slept which was pretty much all day because of the painkillers and that it was the only time Emma wasn't home."
"Well, everything seems good. Now, I want to see you again in six weeks. Perhaps then I will be able to meet him."
"I hope so. He missed everything with Emma and he doesn't want to miss anything with this one. He was going to come but work got in the way."
"How did he take the news?"
"He was ecstatic. He adores Emma and she adores him. Watching them together is... incredible."
"So what do you want it to be? Boy or girl?"
"Eithers fine for us but for Emma... she wants a brother."
SAME TIME: VORSCHLAG
Ian sits at the conference room table half listening as the other department heads talk while he thinks about Sara. 'My Sara, I should be there at her side, holding her hand. Next time she has a doctor's appointment I will go with her.' He affirms.
OVER AN HOUR LATER: 11TH PRECINCT
Danny looks startled by his partner's smile. "OK Pez what is going on?"
Sara looks at him surprised. "Huh?"
"You've been cheerful lately."
Sara shrugs "For the first time in a long time I'm trying to enjoy me life and I am."
"Good for you. I'm glad he's making you happy."
"He is. Even the Siri boys approve of him. They have never liked any of the guys I've introduced them to, but they like Ian. And Ian is the exact opposite of them."
"That's good after all they are your family."
"Yeah." Sara smiles
THAT NIGHT: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
Sara smiles at Ian in the mirror as he enters the bathroom. "Hey you."
Ian steps up behind her wrapping his arms around her. "Hello my love." He kisses her neck.
Sara watches in the mirror as he slips his hands under her top covering her flat middle. She smiles closing her eyes she leans back into him. "Mmm." She sighs happily enjoying the feeling of being in his arms.
"How was your doctor's appointment?" Ian questions after a few moments of silence.
"Doctor said I'm at about 7 weeks. She said that everything looks good."
"Good." Ian murmurs
"Yeah, she wants to see me in six weeks."
"All right, I'll be there then."
"Promise?"
"Promise." Ian nuzzles her neck.
"Mmm." She tilts her head and sighs happily. "I love when you do that." She murmurs. "How was work?"
"Long. I'm sorry I wasn't able to go with you, I really wanted to."
Sara meets his gaze in the mirror. "I know." She lifts her hand to his cheek. "Just don't make it a regular thing."
"I promise I won't."
"And the moment I go into labor you better be at my side through the whole thing." He warns.
"I will." He promises
"Good." Sara turns her arms going around his neck. "I missed you."
"I missed you too."
"How are you feeling?" She asks brushing his hair back.
"A lot better."
"Good."
AUTHORS NOTE: After today there might not be anymore updates for a month or so. I have little computer access sorry. Maybe by then I will have more typed up.