a/n Sorry I haven't written a lot lately, but having a REAL job and trying
to write the television series based on my Tomorrow and Connor series.
Anyway, I felt that I had to write a New Year's Episode and since Tomorrow
and Connor have never really died in my heart have fun.
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Connor walked through the front door of the Hyperion Hotel, where he and Tomorrow were now living, with a bag of groceries. He carefully put the bag of groceries on the counter and looked around. Tomorrow was usually at the door every time he arrived home late.
"Tom, I'm home." Connor asked.
"I know. I felt you walking up the steps. I was just too weak to hurry down here." Tomorrow said coming down the stairs extremely pregnant.
"Oh honey do you still have the morning sickness?" Connor asked running over and helping her to the couch.
"No, I think it's just the whole 'slayers loose their strength when they're pregnant' thing." Tomorrow whined, "I feel so helpless."
"I know, but you are doing so much better than Aunt Faith did with Jessica." Connor rubbed Tomorrow's belly.
"It's just too depressing to talk about. So did you remember the Sparkling Apple Cider?" Tomorrow asked leaning into Connor's shoulder.
"Of course, so all you have to do is sit right here while I get the glasses and the television set up to watch the ball drop in Times Square." Connor assured her as he got up. "Do you realize this is our first New Year's Eve alone together?"
"Do you realize that this will be our last New Year's Eve alone together, if my bulging stomach and raging hormones means anything?" Tomorrow stared at him.
"Well then we are just going to have to make the most of it." Connor smiled as he came back over with the television.
As they snuggle in front of the television, Tomorrow looks over at Connor and smiles. "This is perfect. You know I love you."
"I had a vague notion." He smiles rubbing her belly. "And next year I'll have another wonderful girl in my life."
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Connor walked through the front door of the Hyperion Hotel, where he and Tomorrow were now living, with a bag of groceries. He carefully put the bag of groceries on the counter and looked around. Tomorrow was usually at the door every time he arrived home late.
"Tom, I'm home." Connor asked.
"I know. I felt you walking up the steps. I was just too weak to hurry down here." Tomorrow said coming down the stairs extremely pregnant.
"Oh honey do you still have the morning sickness?" Connor asked running over and helping her to the couch.
"No, I think it's just the whole 'slayers loose their strength when they're pregnant' thing." Tomorrow whined, "I feel so helpless."
"I know, but you are doing so much better than Aunt Faith did with Jessica." Connor rubbed Tomorrow's belly.
"It's just too depressing to talk about. So did you remember the Sparkling Apple Cider?" Tomorrow asked leaning into Connor's shoulder.
"Of course, so all you have to do is sit right here while I get the glasses and the television set up to watch the ball drop in Times Square." Connor assured her as he got up. "Do you realize this is our first New Year's Eve alone together?"
"Do you realize that this will be our last New Year's Eve alone together, if my bulging stomach and raging hormones means anything?" Tomorrow stared at him.
"Well then we are just going to have to make the most of it." Connor smiled as he came back over with the television.
As they snuggle in front of the television, Tomorrow looks over at Connor and smiles. "This is perfect. You know I love you."
"I had a vague notion." He smiles rubbing her belly. "And next year I'll have another wonderful girl in my life."