Title: A Not So Simple Life
Author: Chickiee-Dee
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or its characters.
Summary: Sequel to The Simple Life. AU. No SD-6 or CIA. Sydney and Vaughn are married. S/V. E/A.
Authors Notes: Thanks for all the reviews. I know it's been awhile, my apologies…I had no inspiration for this whatsoever, and I didn't want to post something that was complete bullshit, just cos that's what I'm like. I moved on the 21st, and I'm still getting used to living away from home…but I'm getting a bit of writing done, cos there's no brothers to bug the shit out of me…
AnnaSun-thanks for reviewing…I hope you're feeling better. If you want I can add you to my PM list at SD-1. Just let me know.
ALIASobsessed-thanks for reviewing. Sorry I couldn't update sooner…
And here's the chapter…
Chapter 19Sydney came in a couple of day's later, feeling a little more energised. Jack and Laura had taken Madeline the previous night, having found out from William that Sydney wasn't sleeping as much as she should. "Hey baby," she said, greeting Michael with a quick kiss.
"Hi, you look much better."
"I slept for like twenty hours. It was bliss."
"Where's Maddy?"
"Mum and Dad took her for a couple of days, apparently they've been talking
with your Dad."
"Well they're concerned about you Syd, I am too. You can't not sleep, it's not healthy, for you or Squirt."
"I know, it's just hard with Madeline, because she wants to play and I want to spend time with her, because she misses you so much. I just can't do it," she concluded, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks. Michael motioned for her to lie on the bed next to him, and she buried her head in his uninjured shoulder, crying out all of her frustrations. Michael's regular Nurse, Martha, came into the room, "Good morning Michael, how are you today?"
"I'm alright," he gently nudged Sydney, so she could give Martha room to preform her check up. "Sydney, I presume."
"Yeah."
"I've been looking after your husband, he's quite a handful."
"I know; having him and our daughter together is like looking after two toddlers."
"Very funny Syd," Michael said.
"It's true baby, you are such a kid."
"Whatever." Sydney didn't reply, instead her eyes widened and her hand went to her stomach, dragging Michael's with it. "Squirt's kicking," she looked at Martha, "Would you like to feel?" She nodded eagerly and Sydney took her hand, resting it over the spot where Squirt was kicking happily. "How far along are you?"
"Twenty-six weeks. I'm due in late May."
"Congratulations."
"Thanks," both Michael and Sydney replied as Martha announced that she had better get back to work, leaving Sydney and Michael with a fair amount of privacy "I can't believe you're twenty-six weeks already, it seems like only yesterday when we found out that you were pregnant."
"It's definitely gone quicker this time. I guess we have a vague idea of what to expect, but with Madeline, it was all new."
"So my dear, everyone knows that you craved ice-cream and
cheesecake with Madeline, but what are the objects of your desire this time?"
"Pizza and oysters." Michael looked at her horrified,
"That's weird, I thought you didn't like oysters?"
"I don't, I hate them, but for some reason, I can't stop eating them. They're bloody expensive too!"
"And they're an aphrodisiac…"
"I know," she sighed, "Too bad you're not at home, we probably wouldn't venture far from the bedroom. Though, I'm kinda going off them now, thank God."
"What do you want instead?" Michael asked intrigued.
"Peanut butter and Jelly." He cracked up laughing. "It's not funny Michael. This kid is gonna pay when it's born." He continued laughing, and she shoved him playfully.
"I'm sorry Syd," he said, catching his breath, "It's just you hate Peanut butter and Jelly almost as much as you hate oysters."
"Don't remind me."
Doctor Jenkins came in later that morning, while Sydney and
Michael were still talking softly to each other. He cleared his throat,
"Sydney, how are you?" She sat up and climbed off the bed, carefully sitting
down in the chair next to the bed. "I'm fine thank you, yourself?"
"Can't complain. Michael, what about you?"
"I'm alright, still in a bit of pain though."
"Understandable. What I came to speak to you about, we would like to get you up and moving about in a week or so, how would you feel about that?"
"That's fine, if you think I'm ready. I mean I want to go home, but I also don't want to be an extra burden for Sydney,"
"Michael," Sydney interrupted, "You could never be a burden."
"Syd, I don't mean it like that, it's just you've already got yourself and Madeline to care about, I don't want you to have to look after me too."
"We won't send you home until we're sure that you are ready to leave. Even once we get you moving around, we'll keep you here for a couple of weeks, just to make sure there are no complications."
"Do you have an exact time frame?" Sydney asked.
"Four to six weeks. How far along are you?"
"Twenty-six weeks."
"You have a daughter already?"
"Yes."
"How old?"
"She's two in May."
"Do you think that you could arrange for someone to care for her?"
"Why?" Sydney asked confused.
"Just in case Michael isn't home in time for the birth, in case you deliver early. Was your daughter born early?"
"Yes," Sydney nodded, "Thirty-eight weeks."
"Well I think just as a precaution you should arrange for someone to care for her, in case we have to keep Michael here longer."
"I can do that."
"I'm not saying that he'll need to stay longer, it's just a back-up for you."
"I know." Dr Jenkins reviewed Michael's chart and spoke to them for a while longer before going off to see other patients.
Sydney stayed until late that evening, leaving after she was politely informed that Visiting Hours were over, and she could return the next morning. Her and Michael had talked all afternoon, and when his meals were bought in, she feed him, and once again commented that he was a 'child in a man's body.' To which he'd commented that most things he knew how to do, 'were not things a child should know about…ever.' Sydney rolled her eyes at the comment and went back to pushing his 'food' around the tray, while he finished his last mouthful. After leaving the Hospital, Sydney picked up a pizza for dinner, and drove past her parents' house, intending to pick up Madeline.
Sydney knocked on the door, waiting patiently for someone to answer. She could hear footsteps coming down the hall and when the door opened, she happily hugged the woman on the other side, "Mum," Sydney said happily.
"Hey Syd, why are you here?"
"I came to get Madeline." Laura shook her head,
"We'll keep her tonight, you should get some rest. You look exhausted."
"I look exhausted because I've just spent half an hour driving though traffic to get here. I can look after Madeline Mum, you and Dad don't need to do it, I'm fine."
"Sydney, go home, get some rest, we'll bring Madeline around tomorrow night." Laura's tone left no room for argument and Sydney reluctantly agreed, giving Madeline and her father a hug before going back to the house she and Michael shared.
A/N: I'll leave it there, sorry it took so long. What did you think? Let me know. I'll try and have the next chapter up soon. Until then, love you all :heart: Alyce :D