June 21st, 2004
Week 30
Five days would be Michael and Elizabeth's tenth wedding anniversary. They were so thankful to have made it that far frankly. Elizabeth wasn't up for doing anything though. She wanted to stay home and relax. Michael didn't blame her.
"What are we going to do for Evan's birthday?" Elizabeth asked sitting on the couch.
"He'll be eleven. He can choose what he wants to do." Michael said picking up one of Elizabeth's feet and began to massage it. Elizabeth groaned loudly. "Does that hurt?"
"No. I almost had an orgasm when you did that." She said.
"Oh." Michael smirked, "I like that."
"Keep on rubbing." She said. Michael could not help the smile upon his face. His wife was so damn sexy. "What?"
"What?" Michael frowned.
"You were smiling at me for no reason." Elizabeth told him. Michael shook his head.
"I'm smiling at you because I love you and I think you're utterly gorgeous." He said. Elizabeth rolled her eyes.
"I am not gorgeous." She said, "I'm fat." Michael ran his hands slowly up her legs.
"You're the most gorgeous I've ever seen." He said. Elizabeth licked her lips.
"Well….You're hot too." She said. A mischievous glint flickers through Michael's eyes. He liked when his wife said that.
"Do you like me massaging your legs?" He asked. Elizabeth nodded.
"More than anything." Elizabeth spoke in a quiet tone.
"More than sex, Elizabeth?" Michael chuckled gently. Elizabeth opened one eye and shook her head. She smiled.
"No way, Jose. Nothing is as good as sex, but this is almost as good." She said. Michael smiled as he massaged her thigh. "You're getting awfully close to being naughty."
"Is that so wrong?" He asked.
"No…." She whispered as his hands crept higher. Michael kissed her stomach as Elizabeth's breathing began to get heavier.
"NO MORE SCHOOL!!!!" Evan and Dylan ran into the house screaming at the top of their lungs. Michael sat up. Elizabeth groaned loudly.
"No more teachers dirty looks." Evan said.
"No more bullies snotty looks." Dylan giggled wildly running into the living room, "Guess what?"
"Today was the last day of school?" Michael asked sitting next to Elizabeth. Dylan nodded.
"No more kindergarten. I'm gonna be in first grade now." Dylan said.
"First grade sucks." Evan said throwing his book bag onto the ground.
"Don't say suck." Michael warned.
"Sorry." Evan chuckled, "Can we go camping this year?"
"We're going to have a newborn." Elizabeth said, "We'll see."
"Fine." Evan muttered, rolling his eyes, walking out of the room. Dylan walked up to Elizabeth and kissed her stomach.
"Hi, baby." He whispered softly. Elizabeth grinned brightly. Dylan was so sweet. Michael groaned though. He wanted to have sex with his wife. She tempted her too late in the afternoon. He hoped the boys would sleep soundly tonight.
July 1st, 2004
Week 32
Stefanie was not in a good mood. It was her 37th birthday and she had to talk to Clark. She could smell the eggs cooking downstairs. She smiled gently as she walked into the kitchen.
"Happy birthday, Mommy!!" Chandler yelled loudly.
"Thank you, baby." She kissed the top of her head.
"Momma up!" Morgan cooed. She shook her head as she sat down next to Morgan. Clark placed a dish in front of her.
"Later, Morg. Let me eat." She said taking a forkful of eggs. She stared at it and groaned. She put her fork down. "Clark, we need to talk."
"Sure." he said pushing Elijah and Hudson out the door.
"A serious talk, Clark." Stefanie said, "Chand, take Breckin outside."
"But I'm not done." She said.
"Please, Chandler Brooke. Do it." Stefanie gave her a 'motherly' look. Clark stared at his wife as Chandler brought Breckin outside. This was not good. She was kicking all the kids out.
"What's wrong?" he asked taking Morgan out of her high chair.
"I'm late." Stefanie said. Clark stared at him blankly. He had heard those two words too many times. It scared the shit out of him.
"How…How…" he stuttered.
"I don't know, Clark. I just feel the same…I know I am." Stefanie stood up, "Have you even looked at me when I'm naked? I have flab." SH elifted her shirt up showing him the bulge in her stomach.
"Have you tested?" he asked.
"No." She said, "There's one upstairs."
"Than take it because we jump to any conclusions." Clark said, "Test."
This was the most horrifying thing in the world. Clark paced back and forth. Sire he loved his five kids to death, but one more? That'd be hard.
"Steffie?" Clark called out. She opened the door.
"You…um…You think Breckin…and Morgan will mind um, rooming together" Stefanie asked. Clark stared at her.
"You're pregnant?" He asked her. Stefanie nodded.
"Yeah." She said. Clark was very pale, "you need to sit."
"I need…I need…Oh God." Clark felt sick to his stomach as he looked at her, "you look calm."
"I freaked out every time I peed. I'm fine." Stefanie said, "One more won't be that bad…"
"Maybe not…" he mumbled.
"Having Morgan was so easy because we were already raising a big family." She said.
"We need another girl. " Clark said
"I know." She said, "Are you going to be okay with this?" Clark nodded.
"I was okay with Breckin and I was okay with Morgan." he said, "I will be okay with this baby. It'll be tight but it'll be worth it." Stefanie smiled and wrapped her arms around Clark.
"I'm so scared." She whispered. He hugged her back.
"Me too." he whispered. Even though they have had four successful pregnancies, they had one not so. Ten years after holding their preemie, Lily, until she died still haunted them.
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