A/N: Thank you for reading and reviewing. I think I'm going to use some like 'mini ideas' in this fic now at different stages of Nikki's pregnancy, so for the next few chapters I'm going to loosely follow the resilience camp storyline :) hope you like this update!
~Mini Peacelet~
Born To Fly - Part 9
"That is totally ingenious." Nikki laughed with spirit, shaking her head as she recalled Dynasty Barry's methods of rustling alcohol on the resilience camp.
The headmistress was correspondingly impressed with their unique approach, "Let's just hope no one else has any hidden in anymore strange places."
The brunette cringed, "Uh - don't!"
"It should be me going instead, not you." Christine had been adamant of that detail ever since she had been informed of her wife's pregnancy, but had aversely agreed with she refused to stay behind.
"I'll be fine, Christine. Stop worrying. You have a school to run, I dread to think what could occur if you left George in command. And someone needs to look after Fiddles." She suppressed a chuckle and peered at her watch; she really needed to return to the coach, everyone would be delayed because of her. But she wanted to savour these last moments with her wife before being parted from her.
The blonde nodded and pecked the former army captain's lips tenderly, "Just look after yourself, and baby. I want to know if anything happens." She stroked Nikki's silky cheek with the pad of her thumb fondly.
"You'd better be thinking of me, I have to spend four days in the wilderness with Gabriella, Dynasty, Kacey, Darren, Lisa and Shaznay. All they ever do is bicker relentlessly! And I have the loved up couple, Sonya and bloody Hector for company." Nikki complained forlornly as she pulled her sleek, chestnut-coloured hair into a tiny bobble. It was going to be a long four days, that was certain.
"I will, and that's four days for me without you." Christine loathed even thinking about it, "Be careful, okay?"
The former army sergeant nodded, "I will." She pivoted and ambled out of the female restroom, "I'll see you at the end of the week."
"Why do I have to help you set up camp? Why can't you take Sue or Sonya?" Nikki wasn't zealous about being elected to help pitch tents and arrange everything for the others arrival, much more content at the prospect of locating her way through the Scottish countryside.
"Because they won't be as helpful as you." Hector stated smugly as he continued to hand out the map and compass sets to the students as the former army captain sighed exasperatedly. "Cheer up, Nik. It's supposed to be fun."
"Right guys, we'll see you back at camp! Mine and Miss Boston's mobile numbers are on the back should you get into difficulty! Off you go!"
"Good luck everyone!" Nikki encouraged before reluctantly climbing back onto the bus with Hector.
Disembarking at the designated location that she had been chosen to create camp, Hector disappeared to collect fire wood and construct the camp fire whilst Nikki began assembling some of the smaller tents. Despite Simon's covet for the absent use of help resources, the PE teacher lit the fire with a lighter, perceiving as the developing flames of vibrant yellows, dinged oranges and hearty reds tackled the fresh logs and rose from the ground.
Perching down on the ground beside Nikki, he grasped a peg and lined it up precisely ready to thump into the ground, "So, what's it like with Christine?" He endeavoured casually, focused on making sure the rope was pulled tight to support the tent structure.
"Hector." Nikki grimaced, cringing at the question that really wasn't necessary. She smacked the block hammer onto the peg, securing it into the ground and then passed it to him once she was finished with it and regained her equilibrium as she moved to prepare the bush shower.
"No, I mean like being the happy couple and that. You're young and married, and expecting a kid. It must be a big deal." He was prying and the brunette comprehended that but figured she had no choice but to go with it for now.
"Not really," She shrugged, "Everything has always been a joint decision and we feel that we are ready." That was the truth.
"But all the commitment and everything...planning your future together, growing old, raising and supporting a kid. Don't you get bored with the same person." Hector didn't appreciate the value of loyalty and devotion, the joy that Nikki felt every single time she captured sight of her stunning, wedding ring, and rousing every morning next to that one person that could always make her smile and boost her mood even on the most darkest days.
"No." The female frowned, reply sharp and cutting, "What's the matter? Is it all too heavy duty for you?" She puckered her brow as she deposited the plastic sheet beneath the shower.
"A bit, yeah." He nodded, arms crossed across his chest as he admired Nikki; her beautiful figure, curves and arcs perfectly maintained. His type of girl.
Nikki scoffed and rolled her cornflower-blue orbs radically, "It's just as well it's me then, and not you." She glanced upwards at the wild shower, "Right, we've finished." She shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans.
"Do you think it's too high?" The male peered up at the rope, deliberating whether it was too high and should be lowered to accommodate for the vertically challenged students.
"Nope!" The brunette exclaimed and promptly vaulted into the air and seized the rope, resulting in the icy contents of the bucket tipping out and cascading over the PE teacher; glacial water fountained in a tumbling gush. She observed silently before erupting into merry laughter and doubled over for her entertainment at Hector's expense.
Hector jolted at the initial contact, shuddering uncontrollably, "What was that for?!" He glowered, shaking marginally to discard excess water, "Oh, I get it." He smirked, "You just want to see me with my kit off!" He deduced and happily removed his sodden resilience camp t-shirt, far too self proud and confident with his body.
Nikki tilted her head to one side, battling to restrict her giggles. She gnawed her bottom lip subconsciously, "Mr Reid...you're so sexy!"
He seemed pleased with that response, grinning like an idiot without a hint of self-consciousness at the remark, "Really?" He was hopeful; really hopeful.
"No!" She laughed and pivoted around, padding back towards the camp fire to start some sausages cooking in hope that the aroma in the atmosphere may lure the kids in the correct direction.
Hector grumbled as he squeezed the water from his shirt. Perhaps this wasn't going to be quite as easy as he had originally anticipated and hoped. He could play games, but it appeared that she could also. Before following Nikki, he chose to switch his phone off, truly believing that he was going to get somewhere.
The no nonsense teacher teacher rolled her eyes as Hector reappeared, scoffing at the detail he contently paraded around topless and completely modest, "Surely you have another shirt you can put on?" The view wasn't pretty, her stomach churned.
He shrugged, "I'm not cold." He basked nature's temperature gladly, "So, have you even been with any blokes before?" He was curious, desiring to learn more facts as to whether who would be able to succeed in winning the former army captain's heart.
"Excuse me?" The deputy head was repelled at his personal questions, equally irritated, "Hector, that is non of your business." She said sincerely in a moderately raised tone; a ominous warning. She paced towards his tent and descended to the ground and started rummaging through his rucksack.
"What are you doing?" He followed towards the recently pitched tent, watching as she hunted through his possessions.
"Finding you another shirt to put on before the others get here." The brunette explained, her lips parted as she scoffed mutedly, unimpressed and disappointed at what she had just discovered, "Didn't you confiscated this from Harley Taylor this morning?" She revealed the bottle of cheap scotch.
Nodding, he confirmed Nikki's suspicions, "You never know when you might need it. Do you fancy some now? To warm us up." He offered optimistically and grasped the glass bottle from her.
"I thought you weren't cold." She rose to her feet, serious expression consuming her features. Bringing alcohol on a school trip was totally unprofessional and bluntly obtuse. She wished not to be a part of it as the consequences if caught would be serious - and she wasn't alacritous to risk harming her developing child.
"I'm getting frost bite off your look." He retorted with an innocent smirk, "So, fancy a quick one?" Hector's eyes darted around before fixated back on the brunette in front of him, a smug smirk smothered on his face as he clutched the bottle of whiskey in one hand.
Her response was feeble, vulnerability was displaying faintly as her discomfort of being alone with the PE teacher climaxed, "What?" She had sharply pirouetted around, staring vacantly at the male, perplexed.
"A drink." He was still grinning naively, gesturing to the alcoholic beverage, "Why? What do you think I meant?" His tone was suggestive and seductive attempts weren't having the desired impact, orbs leery craftily.
"We both know exactly what meant and were trying to imply." Nikki stated matter-of-factly, teeth gritted together as she folded her arms austerely, frankly bored of his company and juvenile flirting, "And you know very well that I won't touch a drop of that stuff at the moment, anyway."
"Which is why the other option is better. No one would find out, Nik. I mean, it's not like there is the risk of me knocking you up. It would be our secret."
An expression of repulsion refined the brunette's features as she shook her head disapprovingly, "Hector, I don't even like you. And I'm married. You really are disillusioned if you think I would ever be attracted to you, so just drop it. Please." She shifted to go check on the sausages sizzling on the man-made fire but was paused in her tracks when Hector grasped her arm, pulling her closer to his embrace.
"Don't be like this, Nikki. Why can't you just see it?" He was becoming increasingly frustrated that his feelings were not mutual. That was always the case with whoever he fell for. He was desperate. He raised his hand, fingers trailing the smooth skin of Nikki's face as his lips inched closer.
The English teacher flinched back and scowled angrily as she released herself from his grip, "Piss off, Hector." She hissed significantly and hurried back to the camp fire where she was greeted by a cluster of teens who had successfully navigated their way to the camp, "You made it! Well done guys." She praised as positively as she could manage, still reeling from Hector's actions, "And you're first back, so the luxury tent is all yours! Help yourselves to the sausages, they should be cooked now." She forced a smile as the adolescents cheered.
Simon, Sue and Sonya trailed into the camp at least forty-five minutes later, muttering expletives beneath their breath when they learnt that they weren't going to occupy the luxury tent that was complete with it's very own bush shower.
"What took ya so long Sir?!" Kacey shouted as her friends sniggered at their teachers delayed arrival.
"Right, is everyone here?" Nikki requested, mentally counting heads to ensure that all the students had all safely arrived, but she frowned when she realised that she continued to count one short every time, "Someone's missing." She informed Simon as she scanned the teens, searching for the missing face, "It's Gabby." She had thought that the girls were unusually quiet; it was too good to be true that they were actually getting along with each other, "Guys, listen up. Has anyone seen Gabriella?!"