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With about a little of a week later, it was December now, December 5th, Monday evening. Classes would be ending next Tuesday for Christmas break until January 4th, Wednesday. The Olivers had gone to bed early after a lengthy Sunday dinner with all the grandparents, after an entire day of shopping. Tommy woke up and felt the bed.
"Beautiful?" He got up on his hands and looked across the room. "Kim? Beautiful?" Tommy quickly slid from the bed and slipped on some PJ pants and black slippers. Tommy found the bedroom door opened, so went outside. He could now heard a soft noise from downstairs, and a dim light shining. Tommy looked down from the top of the stairs and saw Kimberly laying her head on the arm of the chair, flipping the channels. "Hey you." Tommy walked downstairs.
"Hey," Kim whispered back. "Did I wake you?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"I couldn't sleep in the bed."
"Your back?"
"Not really." Tommy went and got some water. He sat down on the couch. He reached over and rubbed her back and stomach. Kimberly slightly flinched.
"Everything ok, baby?"
"I just couldn't sleep." She turned and laid her head to his chest to hide the tears. Tommy rubbed her head and back. He could feel her sadness.
"Beautiful..wha.."
"He took him! He took our baby and you didn't stop him!"
"Stop..who..baby? I don't under.."
"Mesogog took our baby!" Tommy hugged her. He kissed her head.
"Oh, Beautiful, you know I'll..."
"Don't! Don't say you'll always protect us, don't say it! You don't know that!" She stood up quickly and walked toward the window. "They always come! They are always coming!" Tommy stood up quickly to hug her, as she cried. But as his hand touched her shoulder, she pulled away. She held her rounded stomach, as she tried wipe her eyes dry, as she took deep breaths to stop crying.
"Kimberly, I know I..."
"Our family is never safe!"
"I know, I wish..."
"Don't! You brought this into our family! The minute you sent those damn gems here you knew this would always be with us!"
"Kimberly, what really is going on here!"
"Nothing," Kim said, her head lowered. "No, stop it." She pulled away.
"Talk to me please."
"I said it was nothing!" Tommy sighed and stepped back. After a quiet moment, Tommy stood closely behind her. Their reflections in the window. Kimberly looked up to see Tommy. "You weren't there."
"What?"
"You didn't save us!" She turned around to him. "You died! I called..and called...I screamed for you! You never came! You died and he took our son!" Her face buried into his chest, as she cried much harder than before. Tommy wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"Oh, baby." Tommy kissed the top of her head. "It was just a dream, a nightmare. It doesn't mean.."
"Yes, yes it does! I was in labor! I was screaming for you and you never came!"
"I'm not gonna die because of Mesogog."
"You don't know that!"
"You're right. I don't. But I'll be damn sure to make it not happen. I won't live you. I can't."
"I can't lose you!"
"I know, I can't lose you, too." He raised her head to look at him. "Look." Her eyes went down with her head. "No, Beautiful, look at me." Kimberly did. "I will do what I must to assure our family the happiness and security it deserves. I will keep us safe, but I won't go ever risk destroying our family. We will defeat Mesogog. So don't you worry. My family, comes first and nothing will tear us apart. I love you,"
"I love you too." They kissed. "I'm sorry."
"Hey, I love you, nothing can change that. And no bad nightmare will break us, we are stronger than that. Our love is our strength, our bond to destroying any evil in our path. I love you, Beautiful."
"I love you too." She cupped his face and kissed him. "I love you, I love you, I love you." They kissed again, Kimberly was lifted up into his arms and carried upstairs to their bedroom, where love ignited in a desired and passionate embrace throughout the moonlight glow.
A few days later, Wednesday afternoon. Tommy was going over making up a test for next Tuesday. Even though the students had a pop quiz today, because of their lack of class discussion, Tommy knew they would be ready for the test. Kimberly came into the office carrying Mackenzie.
"Please, keep her in here with you."
"Why?"
"I told you why?" Tommy took off his glasses. "You and that memory! I have to take Trisha to get new shoes, she popped her dress shoes last night."
"Oh, right. Where is Maddy and Syd?"
"Sydney is napping. And Maddy, in the chair."
"The chair? What did she do?"
"She said the f word."
"What? When?"
"Today, she has been in there since lunch, so no tv and no Daddy please!"
"Hey, I..." Tommy stopped and took Mackenzie. "Okay."
"Good. I should be only an hour at the most." Tommy looked down as Mackenzie took his red pen. "And I'll bring dinner. I'm feeling like some Uno's or T.G.I.F.?"
"Okay. No, no, baby," Tommy said quickly. Mackenzie was marking on some papers. "That's Daddy's job. Here." He pulled out some printing paper and gave her another color pen. "Whatever you want is fine."
"Good luck," Kimberly said kissing the top of his head. Tommy patted her belly as she kissed his forehead. He kissed her belly, then they kissed on the lips softly.
At the mall, Kimberly was on her knees before Trisha, many boxes around them.
"How about these?"
"No." Trisha had broken her dress shoes running around in them after school. The girls were playing with the dogs outside, Kimberly had told Trisha to change them, but little girls don't tend to always listen.
"Why not?"
"Tight."
"Can I get a bigger size?"
"Sure, Mrs. Oliver." Connor was passing by when he saw them.
"Hey, Mrs. O."
"Well, hey Connor." Kim stood up fixing her top. "What are you doing here?"
"Uh, shopping. Christmas is right around the corner."
"Wow, could you tell that to my husband? He is soo behind."
"The house looks great though."
"Thanks. Tommy is good at that, among other things." She smiled. "So, who are you shopping for?"
"Uh, for..? Just some friends."
"Need some help? You look like you could?"
"You don't mind?"
"I love shopping!" Connor smiled.
"Mommy! I want these!" Trisha lifted up some pink sating shoes."
"But baby, your dress is red and white for Christmas, those don't match well."
"So."
"So, princess, it doesn't look good. Get another pair."
"I want them!"
"Not in pink, get black or white." Connor smiled as Kim turned back to him.
"No."
"Trisha Rose Oliver, don't make me repeat myself."
"I want pink!"
"Excuse me." Kimberly turned back to her daughter, her spoiled, precious, sweet, little angel, bent down to her and very calmly spoke. "Trisha, my sweet, sweet baby," Kim said rubbing down Trisha's chest, shoulders and arms. She touched her face. "White or black. Not pink, okay."
"Fine." Trisha's arms crossed her chest as she pouted.
"Keeping pouting and no dessert." Kimberly stood back up. Trisha went to find better shoes.
"Wow, you are so great with your children."
"Sometimes, you just gotta know when to put your foot down. So, who you shopping for, a girl!" Kim smiled.
"A girl?"
"Yea, from school or.."
"School, yea, a girl from school."
"Okay. Lets chest our, Macy's?" Connor groaned. He knew he was in trouble
Connor watched as Kimberly checked out many stores. Dragging poor Trisha and him behind her. He loved just watching her move about, trying to help him to chose the right gifts. She was so into detail and style. Kimberly didn't want any ideas for gifts to be lacking anything. She even shopped herself, looking at many clothes. He knew this crush was crazy, but something about her many him feel so alive. Ever since he saw the baby, felt its movement, his infatuation was stronger. When Tommy had the accident with trying to become visible again, the shock caused Connor to be able to feel the baby's heartbeat, feel him move, see the baby inside Kim.
"So, what are you going to name him?"
"Name him?"
"Your son."
"Oh, it's too soon to truly tell if the baby is a boy or girl. Though Tommy and I really believe and want a son so much. We don't know for sure."
"It's a boy."
"What?"
"I saw him. Trust me, it's a boy." Kim looked at a smiling Connor. "Beautiful boy." Kim smiled and rubbed her belly.
Kimberly came home to hear a crying Sydney. Tommy trying to hush her with a bottle, though she wasn't having it. Kimberly put the bags down.
"Help!"
"What happened!" Mackenzie was crying as well with Madison.
"Please, just take her." Kimberly took Sydney.
"Mommy!" The twins ran to her and hugged her legs.
"What did you do to them?"
"Daddy yell!"
"Daddy mad!"
"Oh, baby, Daddy didn't mean to yell. Why is Madison out her room?"
"Well...she...I let her..."
"I asked you to do one thing! You always do this!"
"Well, sorry! I had work to do and Madison was crying! Then Sydney started! I can't do my work with screaming children!"
"Oh, I am so sorry, I asked you to watch them for a little bit. Kira could have done a better job. I should have known!"
"You been gone since 3:30! You said only an hour! It's almost 6:30!"
"So!"
"So! You said an hour at most! Not nearly 3!"
"I was helping Connor!"
"Connor?"
"Connor needed some help."
"You've been gone to help Connor when you knew I had so much work to do!"
"Well, yes."
"Wow?"
"Wow, what?"
"I can't believe how you could be so insensitive, so foolish."
"Oh me, foolish! A little time with your daughters was soo hard, soo much work for you to handle! Gosh, I am soo sorry! I should have known, I mean, your have so much work that is way more important!"
"That is not the issue here, Kim, and you know it. It's hard to..."
"I asked you to watch them for a while, for just a while to give me time away from the house. Away from this damn place for a while to get Trisha some shoes and you couldn't handle a sleeping baby and our twins. You try dealing with 4 children day in and day out, then talk to me about it being hard! You have a life outside our family! A few hours, wow!" She carried Sydney toward the stairs.
"Kim, wait a..."
"Don't! Don't even say one damn word to me. Feed them dinner, give them baths and put them to bed. God, I can't believe you!" She started upstairs.
"Kimber..."
"NO! Just fuck off and do what I said." She went upstairs and slammed the bedroom door. Tommy watching her the entire way. As the door slammed, Tommy looked down at his girls.
"Well, we know where you learned it from."
"Mommy said..."
"Hush, Trisha. Go wash your hands, and take Maddy and Mack. I'll get dinner ready." Tommy sighed, the doghouse tonight.