Okay. My friend Chelsea and I decided that this is what's going down. So if you have any complaints…. IT'S ALL CHELSEA'S FAULT! Thank you. So long and good night.
I've put this off long enough. Here it is the chapter you've all been waiting for!
I was laying bed and having contractions.
"Okay, Erik?" I asked trying to get him up.
"What?" He asked groggily.
"We have got to go back to my time so I can have this baby with Lilly there and … well, maybe my dad." I didn't want my mother there for obvious reasons.
"Okay, fine, whatever." He said while rolling over and going back to sleep.
"No, I mean now. Get out of bed!" I pushed him out and went to go get dressed.
"Okay, what now?" We were standing in the alley and were trying to find out how it worked.
"Umm… well, last time we just fell asleep right?"
"Now that," he said, "I can do."
Sorry about this, once again, it's something I need to work on. Maybe when they go back I'll think of something inventive. Lol
I woke up to a thud.
"Erik?" I shook him awake.
"What?"
"It's time to go to California."
"Fine, what ever, I don't care."
"Wow, somebody's cranky." He just rolled his eyes and got into the car we had left there before. (Don't ask me how it's still there. I'm the magic authoress! I get to do what I want!)
I took the keys from under the mat and started the car.
"Let me drive."
"Oh! How sweat of you!"
"No, I just think it would be bad if you went into labor while you were driving a car." I sighed and swung at him.
"Fine, be a mean husband and only drive because you don't want to die."
"Well, if this counts for anything, I don't want you to die either."
"Uh-huh. That's only because then you wouldn't have any one to cook or clean for you."
"Yea, your right." I swung at him again. This time he caught my hand, twisted me around into that phantom-Christine- Point of no Return- pose- thingy, and ran his hand across my chest to my neck. He started to kiss me.
"Now Erik, how do you think Lilly will react if I show up with a giant hicky on my neck?"
"Maybe she won't react at all, your just so… hott when your pregnant!" Do you like how he used my century vocab.?
"So maybe I should just go on the taco bell diet and get really fat so I'll look pregnant all the time." I said faking a hurt/ angry voice.
"No, I'll just keep you good and pregnant."
"Why thank you. Bu this, my dear husband, is supposed to be a k+ rated story."
"Which is like pg right?"
"I guess so."
"Ahah! Zorro is rated pg and it has killing in it! And big make out scenes!"
"Have you been playing with my laptop again?"
"No…" He said with a sheepish grin.
"Right. Now get back in the car before I start to get really turned on."
"He obeyed, with some hesitation, and got back into the car.
"Lilly? Open the door!" I gave up and went inside. I went up to her room and found her lying, asleep on her bed. I ran back down stairs to her shed and got the chain saw up. I quickly ran back upstairs and plugged it in. I crept up behind her and turned it on. I did my best Jason impression and woke her up. We had watched that movie, the chain saw massacre, from behind her couch when we were about 10. Andrew had tortured us with it, and I will still never forgive him for it.
She squealed like a pig and jumped out of her bed.
"Andrew! Jason is in my room!" She yelled trying to get her big brother to save her. Then she realized that it was me and that I was very, very fat and started screaming and jumping up and down. I unplugged the chain saw and set it down, for fear of her getting overly excited and knocking it from my hands.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! It's you! And you're PREGNANT!" She was freaking out. "What are you doing back?"
"Having a child. I thought you might like to be there with me and I wanted you here with me." We both giggled and I started to feel terrible pains in my stomach. I sat down on the bed with my eyes closed for a minute and then opened them to see Lilly with a panicked look on her face not knowing what to do.
"What should I do? Do I need to call the police? What do I do?"
"Nothing! Relax! It was nothing I swear!" I started laughing at her and I ran downstairs to see what Erik was doing. Just for fun, I saw him at the bottom of the stairs and I jumped into his arms. He, of course, caught me and carried me into the family room where Andrew was waiting.
"Why hello my dear Andrew!" I said using my favorite and best aristocratic accent, "Where might Dear old Mumsie and Popsie be this grand afternoon?"
"Well, seeing as how it is 4:30 in the morning, they are on there side of the house in bed."
"I see!" I didn't say anything about the early hour. I knew from dating him for a while that he slept way too much anyway.
"We are terribly sorry about the hour." My -oh- too- polite- husband stated coolly. Probably because Andrew had proposed to his wife…
"Umm… Cosset?"
"Yea?"
"Your leaking…"Lilly said.
"Huh? Oh my water just broke. Erik, will you kindly drive me to the hospital?"
"What?" All three of them shouted at once.
"Relax! Just get the keys and drive!" I was starting to feel the labor pains.
The baby was a baby boy. Erik and I named him Carter Anthony Butler. The Anthony part was for my grandfather. I promised Erik that we could name the next one after someone his side of the family. That's when he reminded me that his whole family hated him and that he really didn't want to. I looked at him and we both started laughing. I held my new born child in my arms. I looked at him and just held him. I wanted it to be like that forever.
Okay, done. Jenna gave me the middle name. And I love the name Carter! That is like going to be my first boy child's name! And he will be my favorite! Lol jk I won't have a favorite. Okay. Ending there. Lol
