June 23rd, 2004

Week 36

He kissed his way back up Jing-Mei's sweaty body. Trying to induce labour was a very fun time. She giggled softly to her fiancée.

"That was incredible." Jing-Mei panted. Greg smirked.

"Well, I know. I'm talented." he said wrapping his arm around her waist the best he could. he pulled it close to his body.

"Oh you're extremely talented.' She said as she cuddle into him.

"You think it worked this time, Jing-Mei?" He asked. Jing-Mei snickered.

"I sure hope so.' She said as she closed her eyes, "I think I'm hungry." Greg chuckled softly and looked at her.

"What do you want me to make you?" He asked.

"Turkey sandwich, chips, and pickles." Jing-Mei said.

"All right." Greg slid out of bed, "Give me ten minutes."

"The clock is starting." She said looking at her watch. Greg bolted out of the room. Jing-Mei giggled softly. he was so amazing. She loved Greg and she was so happy to be having his child and marrying him.

The baby began to move slightly within her. She would miss that feeling once Portia got here. it made Jing-Mei happy, but yet nervous to have Portia coming. She had never really taken care of a child before. Greg walked back into the bedroom.

"I go you a big turkey sandwich with all the trimmings, a bag of chips, three pickles, a and some cottage cheese." he said setting the tray down on the bed. Jing-Mei grinned brightly.

"You're the best." She said immediately biting into the sandwich. She groaned loudly. Greg chuckled as he watched her.

"I know I am." he said laying back down, "I'm gonna sleep."

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Greg opened his eyes. The bed was cool next to him. he grunted and looked at the clock. It was late. Greg sat up and yawned.

"Jing-Mei?" He stretched. Greg sat up and looked around. She was no where to be seen. He sighed and got up." Jing-Mei?"

"I'm in the nursery, Darling." She said. Greg walked into the nursery and saw her sitting in the rocking chair, rocking back and forth. A small smile came across his face.

"What are you doing in here, Babe?" He asked her.

"Can you believe that any day now we could have a child sleeping in that very crib?" She asked him. Greg smiled as he walked over to the crib. he peered into the crib trying to imagine what Portia would look like. He looked at Jing-Mei.

"You think she's going to be sleeping?" He asked her. Jing-Mei chuckled.

"Someday she will sleep. Someday we will sleep." She said.

"Are you excited?" Greg asked her. Jing-Mei said.

"And nervous. I know what to expect with the labour thing, but the whole....raising thing...We're going to be responsible for someone living." She said. Greg nodded as he strode up to Jing-Mei. He leaned down and kissed her softly. He couldn't admit it. He was terrified.

July 7th, 2004

Week 38

Jing-Mei missed going to work. She couldn't wait to get back into the swing of thing after her maternity leave was over. granted she'd have a precious baby girl to show for it. She put her hair up in a pony tail as she walked down the porch steps. Maybe a nice walk would calm her nerves.

"Let's go." Jing-Mei said to herself. She walked out into he sun. It felt so good on her skin. Three butterflies fluttered by a rose bush by the side of the road. Jing-Mei grinned. Simple things like these made her so happy.

She headed down the dirt road. She was so happy that they moved here. It would be such an amazing place to raise children. Jing-Mei loved it. She headed further down the road. It must have been in the mid-nineties. Sweat began to pour off of her.

"I should have brought some water." She mumbled to herself. The baby bounced in her. Jing-Mei smiled weakly. She grunted slightly and glanced behind her. The house was so very far away and her legs felt very weak. Jing-Mei walked over to a tree and slid down to the ground.

"This was a bad idea." Jing-Mei panted and she closed her eyes tightly.

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Greg looked at the clock. Jing-Mei was gone for an hour. This wasn't like her. She usually only walked for twenty minutes. He was starting to get nervous. Greg looked out the window once more and then grabbed his car keys.

"I'm gonna look for you." He said jogging out of the house. Something didn't feel right. Greg got into the car and immediately pulled out. Greg didn't feel too well. he had heard stories about pregnant women being kidnapped. He had heard stories about babies being torn from their mother's stomach.

"God, I watch too much tv." he mumbled as he drove. Then he saw her slumped by a tree. His heart lurched in his throat. Greg stopped the car and jumped out, "Jing-Mei? Are you all right?"

"I couldn't go on." She mumbled. Greg felt her skin. it was cold and clammy.

"Come on. I have the car." He said as he helped her to her feet. He needed to cool her off and get her some water.

"I'm sorry for worrying you." Jing-Mei said.

"It's all right." He said, "You just owe me." Jing-Mei smiled weakly as Greg helped her into the car.

"Okay." She whispered. Greg kissed her softly and closed the door. Soon, Greg pulled into the driveway. Jing-Mei was so pale.

"Come on. I'm going to get you some water." he said.

"I'm fine, Greg." Jing-Mei said as she unbuckled.

"No you're not. I'm a doctor. I should know." he said. Jing-Mei rolled her eyes as she pulled herself out of the car.

"Oh please." Jing-Mei said. Greg took her arm and led her into the house. She sighed deeply. Greg was scared.

"How's Portia?" Greg asked.

"She's moving so she's fine." Jing-Mei said sitting on the love seat in the office. Greg went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. he walked up to her and handed it to her.

"Drink all of this and your going straight upstairs to bed." He said. Jing-Mei shook her head.

"No need. I'm fine." She said.

"Damn it, Jing-Mei. don't piss off right now. You could have seriously hurt yourself or Portia." Greg snapped. "You're due in two weeks. You cant do this."

"I know." She said softly, feeling terribly guilty.

"Please just go to bed and lay down." Greg said.

"All right." She pulled herself up. Her dark eyes looked at Greg, "I'm sorry."

"It's all right. just take care of yourself." Greg said. Jing-Mei smiled weakly and left the office. Greg sighed softly and plopped down onto the love seat. Seeing Jing-Mei sitting there under the tree really freaked him out. he was so thankfully that he had found her. he wasn't sure what he would have done if he had lost her and Portia.

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