He stood there at the doorway watching her sleep, he'd never seen anything like it. He walked away from the door and focused his attention on the task at hand. The baby's room.
She did all she could considering her state, he would finish the rest even if he died trying. He calculated all the things that need to be done. The crib, change table, putting stuff away and the rocking chair. From what he'd seen and heard over the years the crib was the hardest so that's where he began. He got through that no problem, on to the changing table. That was a bit harder but he still managed. He decided to do the rocking chair next which he didn't know why was hardest of all he couldn't make pieces go together until he realized if he actually reversed the pieces they would fit together. He then put away clothes, diapers, blankets where he thought they should go. He looked around at his accomplished work, not so bad if he did say so himself.
He heard her stirring in the next room so he quickly picked up the tools and left the room shutting the door quietly and made it to the couch just in time as she came out.
"Have a nice sleep?" trying to keep his breathing under control
"Yes I did. Why are you out of breath?" Nothing slipped by this woman
"I admit, I just ran a 5 miles" putting on the Boscorelli smile
"Did you win?" She knew he was lying but she let it slide, his smile disappeared as he became pissed off
"No a stupid 9 year old pulled in front of me in the final seconds"
"At least you had fun" She turned and walked into the kitchen returning moments later with a glass of water. He'd eventually tell her why he'd been out of breath she was sure of it, she'd let this one slide.
Silence made the only sound for a few minutes her drinking her water and him debating whether or not to show her. He was still debating as she walked past him into the baby's room. He heard her gasp and her come storming right back out
"Why the hell did you do this? The doctor said take it easy" she placed her free hand on her hip waiting for an explanation. He gave her puppy eyes as he spoke.
"It was easy" He got up off the couch and went towards her, she sidestepped him and walked away from him. Ok that's a first. Her back was to him. It was a few moments before she turned around with tears on her face
"Why would you do that to me?" she wasn't making any sense
"Do what?" he took step closer, trying to fight what he was feeling at the moment, it was killing him to see her cry.
"Why would you risk your own life, to get a picture?" "Do I , do we she places her hand on her stomach mean anything to you?" She went to far he didn't know if she knew it or not
"YOU AND THIS BABY MEAN EVERYTHING HOW CAN YOU ASK ME!" His temper rising
"YOU MADE IT PERFECTLY CLEAR HOW MUCH WE MEANT TO YOU WHEN YOU WENT BACK INTO A BUILDING THAT HAD A BOMB THREAT MADE AGAINST IT!"
"I WENT BACK TO GRAB A PICTURE OF OUR BABY, IF THAT DOESN'T SAY HOW MUCH THEN I DON'T KNOW WHAT WILL"
"YOU ALMOST GOT YOURSELF KILLED!" His voice went low
"While I was in there, do you know how many times I wanted to give up? The pain was fucking unreal. The only thing that kept me going was you two, the thought of never seeing you again scared the hell out of me and that's what scared me the most" He walked out of the apartment slamming the door as he went.
She stood in complete shock not moving, just taking it all in with what had just been said. The first pain shot across her stomach so intense that she bent over and let out a loud scream as she fell to the floor unconscious.
He stood out the door waiting to cool off, how could she be so selfish? She wasn't the only one with feelings. Damn her. She pissed him off and excited him off at the same time. His head was against the door when he heard her scream. He opened the door just in time to see her start to fall, he'd never moved so quickly to grab her before she hit the floor.
"Ritza!" He tried waking her but got no response. He cradled her as he waited for the paramedics to come. Now he knew how she felt with him in the building going back for a picture. He couldn't loose her.
