Hello, and without further ado, I present Chapter whatever it is of The Truth Comes Out!
Chapter 12, I believe…
"What?" Sydney exclaimed the query, her green eyes focused on the four-year-old. "Honey, you're name is special. You were named after Grandfather, I told you that. I told you that Grandfather's name was unique, and you were lucky to be named after him. Douglas is a beautiful name."
"No! Sage says Douglas boy name, and laughed at me! She said I not girl, Mommy!" Douglas screamed in fury and sadness. Sydney scrambled to think of a reply.
"Honey, you are a girl." Ryan comforted the hysterical toddler, saving the dismayed Sydney. "The family loves you the way you are. If those girls don't like you at school, then that is their problem, and their loss."
"Thanks daddy." Douglas smiled and hugged Ryan, suddenly cheerful. He wrapped his arms around her in return and knelt to kiss the top of her head. "I won't listen to them again. I love you guys." Douglas told them kindly and moved to hug her mother.
"We love you, Doug." Sydney told the girl and ruffled her long, straight hair. "We always will." Sydney stated and the children all ran inside. "I love you, Ryan, Gran." She said before she scampered away after the two Dutch children.
"I love you, Syd." Ryan replied as they followed the rest of the family into the home. "But Sydney, speaking of names, we have to name our little one."
"It's a girl." Sydney stated confidently.
"How do you know?" Ryan asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"Mother's intuition, Ry. It's a girl."
"I like Sophia."
"No, Ryan." Sydney rolled her eyes and patted his back encouragingly as they sat down on a soft couch in the spacious living room. "Sophie. Its a much prettier name, and I think that Sophia makes her sound like a girly girl."
"What if she is a girly girl?"
"Ryan, its better to be safe," Sydney informed his gently. "Sophie."
"Sophie…if it is a boy his name is Ty." Ryan told her stubbornly and Sydney laughed at his determination.
"Okay." Sydney sighed as she agreed to the compromise. "It's a girl, though, Ryan."
Six months later… … …Sydney was seven months along. Her stomach was very swollen and she wasn't allowed to help around the house. Ryan had declined the Australian job offer, saying that his family wasn't ready for the sudden change. "Please, Ryan. One sandwich isn't going to do me any harm!" Sydney begged as her loving husband shook his head. "Please!" Sydney exclaimed as her eyes widened. Sydney felt a wave of pain run over her abdomen as Ryan raced to the closet for Sydney's bag at her command. He helped his wife to the car and drove quickly to the hospital.
Afterwards… …
"Congratulations, Mrs. Evans. You are now the proud owner of a little girl. Would you like to hold her?" Sydney nodded and the doctor passed her the bundle of green and Sydney cradled the infant.
"Told you it was a girl, Ryan." Ryan rolled his eyes and took the baby. "Sophie." Sydney told him triumphantly.
"Sophie Jaime Evans." Ryan confirmed, adding in a middle name he chose. Sydney beamed at the little girl and turned to her devoted husband.
"I love you, Ryan, but no more kids. Or dogs. Ryan, what if Sophie is allergic to Prince?"
"She won't be." Ryan assured Sydney as Doug came in followed by Isabelle and Thomas. "Hey guys, want to meet you're new sister?"
"Yes!" They said and rushed over to Ryan to peer into the little face. The nurse came in and gently took the wheezing baby and exited only to return a moment later.
"You're child is premature and is having difficulty breathing, Mrs. Evans." The nurse informed the five. "She will be kept here until she is a little older, probably a week. You will be discharged tomorrow night. Mr. Evans, you can stay, the children can also stay. Please enjoy yourselves." The brunette left and Sydney looked at her husband weakly.
"A week, Ry." She told him wearily. "A week until our baby comes home. Sophie Jaime Evans." Sydney smiled as she said the name. "Douglas, Isabelle, and Thomas's sister." Sydney laughed. "That's our family, Doug. No more, I promise." Doug smiled and Thomas reached for Sydney's hand.
"I love baby." Douglas said and Sydney gently ruffled her hair.
"Her name is Sophie. Sophie Jaime."
The next week… …
It was the day Sophie Jaime Evans would be welcomed home. Sydney beamed as she picked up her bundle of joy from the hospital and lifted the infant. The sun peeked over the horizon as Sydney and Ryan loaded the infant into the car and started home. They arrived soon, and took the baby upstairs.
"Welcome home, Sophie!" Doug exclaimed when they entered the guest bedroom that was now Sophie's. "I love you." Sydney smiled at her daughters and sat on the rocking chair.
"Sophie, I love you," She whispered and began to rock back and forth. "Ryan, can you get Izzy and Thomas?" Ryan nodded and left as Doug sat on the ground in front of Sophie and Sydney.
"Will you tell as story, Mommy?" Sydney nodded and looked down at the lightly sleeping baby.
"Once upon a time there was a little girl named Ally. Now Ally was a special girl, she was a princess. One day, Prince Fred came and met Ally. They fell in a sweet love and rode away together on Fred's horse. They lived Happily Ever After, Doug."
"Will that happen to me?" Sydney nodded.
"Maybe if you're really good, it will." Douglas smiled as touched Sophie's arm. "Do you want to hold her?" Sydney asked and Doug nodded. Sydney stood so Doug could sit in the chair. "Remember to support the head and back," She said as she placed Sophie in Doug's small arms.
"I doing it!" Doug exclaimed as Sophie began to wail. "What happen?"
"She is probably hungry, Doug." Grandmamma said as she entered.
"Hey Gran."
"Hello, Sydney. I thank you for helping me find my condo. I love it." The woman spoke and took the girl as Sydney sat down to feed her. "I see I have another great-granddaughter at home."
"Yes, you do. Her name is Sophie. I think we told you before, Gran."
"Yes." The old woman replied. "Troy and Gabriella are here. Gabriella said she wanted a peanut butter sandwich for Troy and a low fat ceaser salad for herself." Sydney cursed the woman under her breath.
"Gran, I would, but Sophie just came home and isn't settled yet. Can you tell her to make it herself?" Sydney asked, her voice stressed into kindness for her sister-in-law.
"Of course, Sydney. I am happy for you and Ryan."
"We love you, Gran. So do the kids; especially the kids. You're like a second mother to them, and they admire you so much. I don't know what we would do without you." Sydney stood and rocked the half asleep infant.
"I know. I can take care of Sophie while you tell Troy and his wife you won't make their sandwiches." Sydney passed the week old infant to Douglas's great-grandmother and went downstairs into the spacious living room.
"Gabriella, I have a newborn in this house!" She shouted at the twenty-one year old. "I cannot make you a low fat salad, or a peanut butter sandwich!" Sydney had exploded with no intension of stopping. "You can leave, Gabriella. Now." Sydney said and pointed to the door. "Get out, and take you're lying ass with you. You're not pregnant; you are still a virgin. Troy is a gullible idiot, I, however, am not." Gabriella stood, speechless, and stormed out of the house, slamming the door. Troy sat petrified on the brownish black couch. A wail was heard from the den and Sydney rushed to Isabelle.
"What is wrong, sweetie?" She asked soothingly.
"I scared, mommy!" She screamed and buried her face in Sydney's blue shirt before exclaiming loudly and clearly in her accented voice: "I saw dead man!"