It was a Tuesday evening 6 months after the wedding. Just a normal Tuesday. Naomi went to work at some unholy hour in the morning to go do her morning talk show and Emily went to work and when she came back they had dinner together as usual and now they were just watching television. Well, Emily was. Nomi's mind had not stopped wondering for 5 weeks. Five weeks ago they had visited the doctor's and Emily got inseminated. Naomi shudder at the word. They had chosen a donor together. He was a 26 year old architect with a wide smile, green eyes, and sandy blonde hair. Naomi's mind continued to wonder but then she felt Emily turning to her. Naomi smiled as she looked at her wife. Emily smiled sweetly.
"Could you make me some tea?" Emily asked.
Naomi mock groaned, "Ughh. But I am so comfortable."
"Pleeeaaassssee." Emily begged.
Naomi chuckeled and stood up and went to the kitchen and reached for the tin box in the cupboard. She opened the box. They weren't any tea bags. Instead there was a white plastic stick with a little pink positive sign. Naomi took the pregnancy test and held it up her hand was shaking.
"Is my tea done yet?" Emily was leaning on the doorpost with a huge smile on her face.
"It worked? You're pregnant?" Naomi asked holding up the stick. Emily nodded her head rapidly and laughed.
"YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Naomi rushed to Emily and wrapped her arms around her and kissed her passionately. Name took put her hands to Emily's face. "I'm so happy." She whispered. Emily had never felt this happy before.
Emily tried to remember that day as he knelt in front of the toilet retching her guts out. This was the third day in a row of morning sickness. She packed into the bowl one more time she froze slightly as she felt a hand on her back. She knew it was not Naomi's hand. This hand was slender and light and the pats were unsure rather than soothing. Also it was not Naomi because it was 7 in the morning and Naomi was doing her talk show. It was Effie. Emily knew it even before she looked up and made eye contact with Effie she also saw that Effy had brought a cup of water for with her. She was about to thank her when she felt sick again and continued to empty out her stomach.
"Well," Effy said, "I've had many reactions to people seeing me, but puking had never been one."
"Yeah? I suppose it's an unwelcome change from the gawking and wolf whistling." Emily replied sardonically as she pulled her head out of the toilet and landed against the cool bathroom wall.
Effy didn't reply. Instead she offered Emily the glass of water. Emily took it gratefully. "Naomi called. Told me to check on you. She's worried."
"Yeah? Well, tell her I'm fine." Emily replied monotonously. "I'm sorry, "Emily sighed, realizing that she had no reason to be rude to Effy. "You're just doing what Naomi asked."
"So… Uh… What's it like? You know being knocked up or whatever." Effy was trying to make conversation.
"It's sort of like a hangover that doesn't go away. The shit part is that you don't actually get to drink."
Effy chuckled. "Why?" Emily raised her eyebrows. "Are you thinking of having one? With Cook?"
"WHAT?" Effy said in shock. "No. No way. "Effy sighed "I was just thinking that it's so obvious that you two are already so in love with this kid. How could someone just abandon their kid? Someone as special as Sophie?"
"We don't know what was going on in that woman's life that made her so desperate to give Sophie away."
Effy nodded silently. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you and Cook but I know that whatever is going on it makes you happy. And I know that you make Cook and that little girl very happy."
"Wow." Effy laughed. "Emily cares about my happiness? Are you feeling ok?" Effy jokingly put her hand on Emily's forehead as to check for a fever. "Has motherhood made you soft?"
"No." Emily replied. "Having Naomi by my side everyday has."
Effy nodded again. She stood up from the bathroom floor me offer a hand to Emily who was still leaning next to the toilet, holding the glass of water. "C'mon, Prager's. I'll make you some toast."
Emily nodded and allowed her friend to help her up.
"Goodbye, Meredith." Emily frowned down. "You were such a good friend. I'll miss you so much."
"Emily." Naomi said in an exasperated tone. "Today would be nice, love."
"You can't rush this! Meredith is my friend. "She shouted back at Naomi who was outside the garage." Anyways, Mer, you gonna go to a different girl now. She's very nice." Emily looked down at her moped and touched the leather seat gently.
"Emily, Lauren is here to pick of the moped." Naomi called out. Lauren was a 17 year old intern at Naomi's radio station. Emily looked down at the moped and brought it out of the garage. She spotted Naomi talking to Lauren.
"Here it is." Naomi said pointing to the moped. "Pristine condition...Sorta."
"Yeah the leather is a bit worn and you have to jiggle the key a bit to get it in there." Emily said.
"It's so beautiful!" Lauren gushed. "Why would you get rid of it?" She was still excited.
"I suppose I've outgrown her a bit." Emily said quietly while subconsciously placing her hand in the barely noticeable baby bump.
"Her?" Lauren asked.
"Yes. Her." Emily laughed. "Her name is Meredith."
"Meredith." Lauren smiled. "It suits her."
"Well, kid, have you got your license?" Naomi asked.
"Yes."
"Helmet?"
"Crap. No. I forgot it."
"Here." Emily went to go get her helmet. And saw that the googles Naomi gave her so many years ago were sit on it. She quickly pulled them off. "You can use mine." she offered the helmet to the girl who took it gratefully.
"Thank you both so much!" Lauren said. "How can I ever repay you guys?"
"Well, do you like kids?" Naomi asked.
"Yes! I love them."
"Well, maybe you could babysit for us in the future."
"I'd love that." Emily gave Lauren the keys and Lauren drove off.
"I'm proud of you." Naomi turned to Emily. "I know that must have been hard."
"It was at first." Emily admitted. "It felt like it was such a big part our relationship, growing up. But then I realized that we have grown up together and the moped is part of our past but this baby is our future."
"God, I love you!" Naomi pulled her wife closer and kissed her.
"Plus," Emily added, "I kept the googles I figured we could keep 'em and put it in the nursery."
"Oh my god! I forgot I got you those! Try them on!" Emily did. Naomi looked at her lovingly. Emily had changed throughout the years her hair wasn't a fiery red but a rich brown and her face had transitioned amazingly from teenager to adult but looking at her now smiling with the goofy googles they both thought of the past and all they went through together.
Later that evening the gang had decided to meet up at Cook's pub just as a gathering. Emily was telling about how she had given away her moped but when she finished the story she had absolutely no responses, just blank stares from each of her friends.
"What the hell is going on with you people? Why haven't you said anything?"
"Well," Cook started, "I would say something but I don't know how to phrase it in the breast way."
Everyone at the table chuckled, including Naomi.
"What? I don't get it. What's so funny?"
"Fuck it, I'll say it." Cook said, "Emilio, darling, your tits are fucking massive."
Emily's face flushed to a crimson that no one had ever seen before.
"Effy! Aren't you gonna say something to your boyfriend?" Emily expected Effy to reprimand Cook.
"How can I? When I kind of want to bury my face in them, myself." Effy said without looking away from Emily's chest. "Sorry, Naoms."
"S'ok." Naomi laughed. "I don't blame you."
"Okay. Let's be honest here who else hasn't been able to look at anything but Emily's rack the entire night?" Cook asked. Immediately Naomi's hand flew straight to the air followed by Cook and Effy. JJ and Lara shrugged and put their hands up together, even Katie and Thomas had raised their hands even though Thomas looked incredibly embarrassed.
"Katie? You too?" Emily asked shocked.
"Can you blame me? Emsie! They're practically popping out of your shirt? Like, did you really have to wear a V-neck?"
"It's the only thing that fits..." Emily said almost inaudibly.
Thomas looked desperate to change the topic. "How about a toast?" He raised his beer. "To Emily and Naomi's impending motherhood."
"Yeah but mostly to Naomi..." Effy added, "who is the only lucky bitch that gets to handle that glorious rack." Effy joked and Emily and everyone laughed. Emily knew her friends were only teasing lightheartedly.
"To Emily and Naomi!" Everyone cheered!