October 18th, 2004

Week 30

Susan padded down the hallway. She felt a so large. She couldn't wait for her pregnancy to be over with. She wanted to see if this was a girl or a boy. Susan sat on the toilet and began to go to the bathroom. She now knew why pregnant women complain about peeing all the time. She couldn't seem to stop.

"MOMMYYY!!!!!!" Suzie screamed from her bedroom. Susan jumped.
"Christ, Child, wake up the whole neighbourhood." She flushed the toilet and hauled herself up.
"Mommy!!" Suzie continued to scream.
"I'm coming! Luka, are you still asleep?" Susan groaned. There was no response. it was just like Luka to sleep through Suzie's screams. She waddled to Suzie's room. "What is it?" She turned the light on. Suzie wasn't in bed, "Suzie?"

"Mommy! Please!!!" Suzie screamed. A chill ran down Susan's spine. Those weren't nightmare screams. There was fear clear in it. Susan couldn't run. She walked briskly to her bedroom.

"Luka, wake up." Susan flipped on the lights. Luka was in bed. The blanket was wrapped tightly around him, "Luka?" She walked over to him. His hand was draped over the edge. a red liquid was trickling down his fingers. Susan's body began to shake. "Luka?" She whispered pulling back the blanket. He was lying there in a pool of blood. He was cut from groin to throat. "LUKA!!!!" She stumbled back. her entire body was shaking.

"MOMMY!!!!" Suzie screamed. Susan spun around.
"DONT HURT MY BABY!!!!" She screamed, tears dripped down her cheeks. Susan wrapped her arm around her belly. "DONT HURT HER YOU FUCKER!!!!" She ran into the living room, "Suzie?? Suzie, Where are you?" Susan looked around the living room. her heart was racing with fear. There was silence. No screaming. No whimper. just pure silence. Susan walked slowly to the kitchen. The hairs stood up on the back of her neck. "Suzie?" She whispered as she flipped the lights on. "Oh god." Suzie was on the kitchen table, cut the same way Luka was. "NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Yes." A man grabbed Susan from behind. Susan struggled from his grasp.

"You fucker!!" She screamed, "You killed them!!"

"And I'm going to kill you." He said. Susan turned and began to run. But the floor was covered in blood as she slipped to the ground.

"No!!!! Nooo!!!" She shrieked. The man grabbed her feet and dragged her closer to him. He held the knife above her stomach.

"How do you feel about a c-section?" He asked.
"NO!!!" Susan screamed, kicking her legs.

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"Christ." Luka grunted as Susan kicked him out of bed. He glanced at her. She was thrashing around in bed. He shook her gently. "Susan, wake up."

"Don't take him!!!" She screamed. Luka shook her harder.

"Susan, wake up." he said. She slowly opened her blue eyes.

"Dead." She whimpered.
"No ones dead." Luka said. Susan's eyes focused on him.

"You're....You're alive." She whispered.

"Of course I'm alive." Luka said. Susan threw off her blankets and got out of bed.

"Suzie??" She called out running to her bedroom.

"Shhhh." Luka went after her. Susan went into the bedroom and turned the lights on. Suzie was sleeping soundly. "Don't wake her up." Luka turned them off. Susan's lips quivered.

"The two of you were murdered." She said.

"We're not dead." he said kissing her cheek, "Let's get back to bed." She nodded slowly. That nightmare had spooked her. She would kill herself if anything happened to Luka or Suzie.

November 1st, 2004

Week 32

Susan was getting excited. Luka's birthday was in six days and she had plans. It involved Carol taking Suzie for the night and a few cans of whip cream. She had to have sex when she could get it. Once the baby came, she wouldn't have time.

"It looks beautiful." Carol said peering into the nursery.

"It took us long enough to do it all." Susan said, "Have you painted the girls' room yet?" Carol shook her head.

"We haven't even unpacked yet." She chuckled. "The twins want a ballerina theme, so we're thinking about that. Doug isn't too happy with all the pink though. With Mae, I think I'm just going to have a simple white and yellow room. That way when she's older, she can pick her own theme and it'll be easier to redo."

"Good idea." Susan said waddling down the stairs. "Suzie is happy with her room."

"It's good when they're happy." She said, "Okay, show me the big outfit." Susan chuckled as she opened the downstairs closet.

"Okay. Keep in mind I am very pregnant." She said.

"As if I couldn't tell." Carol looked Susan up and down as she pulled out a bag.

"Funny." Susan said reaching into the back and pulled out a very sheer blue nighie, "Here is the nighty." She handed it to Carol, "And here are the panties." Carol stared at all the sheer material.
"Girl, if you weren't pregnant, I'd say you were going to get pregnant." Carol chuckled.

"You don't think it's too much for a pregnant woman?" Susan asked.

"Nope. I think you'll look smashing." Carol said. "Just don't induce labour." Susan smiled as she put the clothes away.

"Yeah. I'm going to try not to." She said closing the door. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You can ask me more than one." Carol said wrapping her arm around Susan's waist. She led her to the living room.

"When you were pregnant, did you have nightmares?" Susan asked, "I've been having a lot lately." Carol nodded.

"Oh yes. With Mae, I had violent nightmares." Carol said, "They got so bad, I refused to sleep. Doug had a hard time with it too."

"What were they about?" Susan asked. She hated nightmares with a passion.

"Mostly about the girls dying." Carol said, "I had one once where I was driving and the car stalled. A man came and helped me, but just as I was getting into the car, He grabbed me and raped me." Susan shivered.

"I've been having dreams where the kids and Luka are murdered." She said. Carol patted her leg.

"It's normal and trust me, it doesn't taper off when the baby gets here." She said, "Then the nightmares turn into are they breathing? You forgetting the baby some where and stuff like that."

"Oh great." Susan said. Carol chuckled as she patted her friend's leg.

"Don't worry. You'll do just fine." She said softly. Susan sighed.

"I hope you're right." She said. God, Susan was getting more nervous as the days went on. She knew she could be a wonderful aunt, but how good of a mother could she be? She feared that she would screw up.

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