Pt. 4

Burke came home to find Cristina curled on the couch asleep with one of his surgical tapes playing in the background. Her baby bump was more visible, and you can definitely tell she was pregnant. About a week ago she finally came clean to her friends to her pregnancy. When the questions intensified she walked away, not mentioning Burke.

He was getting used to the routine of having her in his life. Because of her growing stomach the tornado she once was had calmed down a bit. The more she slowed down the more she couldn't run away from him When he asked why she hadn't called her parents, he found out that her father died when she was young. His heart ached for her he couldn't imagine not sharing the joy of his child with his parents. When he asked about her mother she told him that she didn't get along with her and didn't want to tell her, he let it go noting her annoyed tone.

He realized his mistake of telling her that he told his parents about the baby when she started hitting him with a pillow, yelling that she couldn't believe he did that without telling her first. He decided not to tell her that his parents wanted to meet her, he'd deal with that when he had to.

Burke had moved them into a four-bedroom penthouse with all the best schools surrounding them. She didn't like the house at first stating that it was to big and too much money, but he talked her into moving in telling her that it was five minutes closer to the hospital then both their apartments. She reluctantly agreed telling him only because it was closer to the hospital he smiled breathing a sigh of relief telling her he was glad because he already signed the lease.

His thoughts were interrupted by her voice. "You know I hate it when you stare at me." Moving to sit next to her on the couch he says, "I can't help it, you're beautiful."

"You're only saying that because this is your fault, " she said pointing to her stomach before curling up next to him. She hated doing the couple thing she stayed away from relationships, but Burke had this calmness about him that she was drawn to. No matter how she was feeling mad, tried, sick he was always there doing his best to make her feel better.

"Why aren't you in bed," he said tightening his arms around her.

"Well on my way to bed the phone rang so I answered it and imagine my surprise when at the other end was your mother." She could feel his body tense when she mentioned his mother. " She mentioned something about picking her and your father up at the airport tomorrow."

She was still in his arms, which he took as a good sign "I'm sorry" he said not knowing what else to say. She moved out of his arms "You're sorry, that's it. You spring your parents on me and all you have to say is that you're sorry."

"Cristina I knew they wanted to come, but I didn't know they were coming so soon I figured they come when the baby's born." He said pulling her back to the couch.

"She kept asking me questions about me, you, and the baby. I don't think I can handle this Burke." She was desperately trying to think of ways she could avoid his mother her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a swift kick in her abdomen.

"What's wrong? Is the baby okay?" Burke asked when she stopped talking and placed her hand on her stomach.

"I think the baby just kicked," she said grabbing his hand and putting it on her stomach. Both of his hands covered her stomach as he held his breathe waiting for the movement. He took a breath when he finally felt the kick against his palm. "Hey sweetie, it's daddy." Looking up at Cristina " You know she probably didn't like us fighting." He told her hoping to ease the tension his mother coming to town had caused. Cristina just rolled her eyes as the baby kicked again.