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Chapter 12
Natalie sat in the chair near the Living area, it was almost eight o'clock, and Travis hadn't come back yet. This wasn't a bad thing she thought about him being gone so long but she was curious to why? She had spent most of the day again trying to find some way out. To find something even to use as a weapon if she had to, especially tonight. Tonight she feared he might be expecting something from her, she was pretending to be his wife after all. She shook her head, She was playing wife to this lonely tune man, and he was buying it.
Natalie was brought out of her thoughts as she heard him open all the locks on the door.
"Sheryl Honey I'm home" He said loud and clear as he walked towards her in the chair. Travis leaned down to her, he was a somewhat big man, and he pulled her up by her arms gently.
"Now is that how you greet your husband when he comes home," He asked her and he took her lips. Natalie was repulsed the minute his breath was even close to her body, then the kiss. She fought back the need to vomit on him. She was tense and she knew he sensed it. Crossing her fingers she hoped he wouldn't be enraged by it.
"Sheryl! Do my kisses make you disgusted?" he asked with a slight tone of anger.
"No. No" she said a bit to quick at first, he frightened her and then she saw him getting more enraged. Natalie caught her breath.
"You don't disgust me, your kisses don't disgust me, I just... well I just can't get excited by them." she said and he looked at her a bit curious like. Natalie wasn't sure if this would work or not. But she knew she had to try. She crossed her fingers, said a quick silent pray.
"The doctor says its not good for me or the Baby to get excited Travis... it could cause some type of complication... I'm at high risk as it is because of my age," she told him and she watched him closely. She continued to watch as she thought she saw it happening like she had hoped. He was softening, he was actually buying it.
"Sheryl... is that your way of telling me I'm going to be a father?" he said and she gave him a smile, it was a bit genuine. He believed it was his, he was just sick enough to not realize it couldn't be his.
Natalie just nodded her head yes. Travis grabbed her a bit by the waist and kissed her again. This time Natalie couldn't hold back. She ran to the bathroom and threw up. Travis followed her in.
"You have made me the most happiest man alive Sher... the most happiest" he told Nat and Nat finished up; she wiped her mouth and rinsed with water from the sink.
"If the Doctor said no nothing... then no nothing... we need to make sure our baby is healthy and safe. Maybe you should go to bed early, rest even, you don't look so good" he told her and Natalie nodded her head.
Natalie went into the bed, Travis helped to cover her up, and she started to close her eyes as she felt him kiss her forehead good night.
As soon as Travis was away from her in the bed Natalie's hand automatically went to her stomach. Her mind went somewhere else, to John, to a memory.
Flash back
"Okay... I give why the smiles" JOhn said as he walked into the living room to see her sitting on the couch waiting for him. It was late, sometime after ten and she sat wearing a huge grin.
"Come sit down... I need to speak to you," she told him and he looked at her with a curious expression. He sat next to her on the couch. She pulled his hands near her and she couldn't keep the smile off her face.
"Okay... all these smiles after taking care of a five month old and a three an a half year old all day. I 'm beginning to get nervous," he told her joking but still very curious.
"Well... you know I took Morgan for her five month check up today...Right? You remember didn't you?" she said and he nodded yes.
"And how did that go?" he asked
"Perfect actually" she said and he made a motion for her to keep going, to continue
"So, I had Morgan in her infant seat thingy when the doctor was done and a nurse came in to give me her shot records" she said pausing again
"Okay babe... I'm really tired tonight can you get to the point," he said laughing a bit at her slowness.
"Sorry well... I went to pick Morgan up in the seat and carry her out when I got lightheaded and the nurse had to actually catch me" she told him and he looked at her like she was nuts.
"Are you alright? Did you or Morgan get hurt?"
"I'm fine John. She's fine John, I'm pregnant again," She said blurting it out; she was so excited about it.
"What?" he questioned, not really believing what he was hearing. He smirked shyly for a second.
"I'm pregnant again, not sure how it happened so fast, I mean... we have been taking some precautions but... I guess I'm fertile." she said beaming from ear to ear.
"Really? Just like that... a third one... it took a bit longer with Morgan, certainly didn't expect it to be this fast with a third, we... we hadn't even talked about it yet"
"I know but I'm happy about it... really happy about it... how about you?" She asked him and he took her hand, he raised it to her mouth and kissed it.
"Oh... I'm so happy about it," he said and he gave her a desired look. He brought his lips close to hers and took her mouth in a heated kiss.
JOhn had come home two hours ago to tuck his girls into bed for the night. He kissed their foreheads and explained to them that there mom was just so tired after her Business stuff that she didn't call. He told them that she would be coming home soon. He thought they bought that for now. He had seen Connor for only a few minutes since he was home. His son was avoiding him and he to was avoiding his son. Avoiding the situation. He was avoiding the talk they'd have about John not finding his mother yet. How John had promised him he would be bringing her home and soon.
Eve was already in bed for the night and John decided he would spend the night home in his own bed. He would be there in case the kids needed him. He would get a good night sleep in a real bed and then start fresh tomorrow bright and early.
John walked up the stairs towards the bedroom, their bedroom. He stopped briefly by Connors room and saw the boy lying in his bed. Connor wasn't asleep but he was staring up to his ceiling. The boy looked like he was deep in thought as John entered the room. He knew he had to say something to him, be optimistic even but he just wasn't feeling it.
"Hey" John said as he took a seat on the bed next to where Connor was laying. Connor however didn't say a word to him.
"So you're not talking to me then?" John asked and he just ignored him and studied the ceiling.
"Connor...I know your probably mad at me, I know you think I let you down, I let your sisters down, our family even...but... I will find your mom; it may not be as fast as we all had hoped but... But I'll find her and bring her home. You need to believe me Son. You need to; I need you to look at me Connor... Look at me" John told Connor. John was an emotional wreck but he still tried to keep it together. John watched the boy's head as it turned towards John's.
"Why should I believe you? It's not like you don't lie, you lie all the time" Connor told his dad softly and emotionally. JOhn looked a bit stunned at his son's statement and then he heard his next words.
"You lying is the reason... its the reason Mommy and I were fighting in the car... Its the reason she was taken... its your fault... its your fault she 's gone and your probably happy about it" Connor told JOhn and it cut him deep. It sliced thru his heart and he didn't know how to react.
"I don't lie to you Connor, I never have, I don't know what you're talking about, and do I look happy to you? Huh son? Your mother is missing and I am hurting too. You're just looking for someone t o blame, your hurting and you need to blame me, that's fine" John told him upset, more than upset he was on the verge of losing it. It had been two long days that she was gone. John was a cop, he knew the odds, the static's that if you don't find someone that is missing within the first 48 hours it was a good chance you won't find them, or alive anyways.
"I'm blaming you because its your fault... its all your fault... get out... get out... I hate you... I hate you" Connor told him and JOhn couldn't stand it anymore, he just couldn't. He walked out of the boy's room in tears himself. JOhn walked towards his room a few doors away and he could still hear Connors loud crying. He blinked back the tears that had him paralyzed. He wanted so desperately to be there for him, for his son but he just couldn't do it. He was unsure how to emotionally. That was Natalie's job, the confronting, and the emotional part. She was the mom and she did it so well.
John stood outside his door and he listened till the whimpering from Connors room stopped. John started to walk into his room but he stopped himself. He looked into the room to their bed. He asked himself how he was supposed to sleep in that bed alone. How was he was suppose to sleep at all ever again. He was lost in his in thought as he looked down to see Madison out of bed and by his feet standing.
"I had bad dream," Madi said and John scooped her up in his arms, he carried her into his room and put her in the middle of his bed.
'You wanna sleep in mommy and daddy's bed, like you always do when you have a bad dream?" he asked her and she gave him a nodded. John covered her up with the comforter and he too got into bed.
Within a few minutes she was sound asleep. JOhn however was staring at the ceiling, then his eye's found their wedding picture that she had sitting on the bedside table.
John looked at the picture and then looked back at Madi asleep in their bed. He smiled weakly as he saw so much of Natalie in her. So much of Natalie in all of their children. He ran a finger over Madi's face. He started to talk out loud to Natalie, as if she was hear... as if she could hear him.
"She looks so much like you... Morgan too..." he said and he smiled. "Connor well... he looks like me doesn't he but... but he's got your stubbornness..." he said and he laughed a bit. " Cause you know that's not one of my traits." he said and he closed his eyes.
"I wonder what your doing babe... if your okay... I'm going a bit crazy here, I can't find you, and I'm having a hard time keeping things together. I'm afraid I'm losing faith, afraid I'm becoming weak " John said as he heard something come from Madi's mouth. Madi was still asleep but she mumbled something. John listened closely.
"Forever and ever" Madi whispered softly in her sleep. JOhn smiled as he heard her words as if. As if her mumblings restored him, gave him a sense of hope, a sense of strength. John leaned down to him precious angel, kissed her forehead. He closed his eyes so he could get a good night's sleep. He knew he needed it, tomorrow... tomorrow he would find his wife and bring her home.