She sits on the floor with the seventeen month old. He is now clothed in a blue onesie, and a pair of bibbed overalls that are cuffed at the ankle, because they're too long. He tries to add a block to the tower Kathryn is building. It falls over.
"Uh oh," she smiles.
He takes the pacifier out of his mouth. He hands it to her. She takes the slobbery object from him.
"Thank you."
He signs, you're welcome, to her.
"Are you hungry?"
"No."
"Do you want to go get something to drink?"
"Want momma."
"I know."
"Momma, go?"
Regina, Kathryn, and John sit around the dining room table. Bay joins them. She begrudgingly pulls out a chair. She sits down, and looks at them. Kathryn decides to be the voice of reason.
"Bay what is it that you want to do?"
"I want to keep the baby."
"You're sixteen," John points out.
"Don't you think that I know that?"
"I just wonder what you were thinking," John continues.
"You act as if I did this purposefully out of spite towards you."
"No one thinks that," Kathryn insists.
"Bay I really think you should reconsider this," John begs.
"I know that you are all about how things appear. I know there will be no public announcement. In fact I am fairly certain that if asked straight out, you would deny it. I guess that I am ok with that. I will do whatever it is that is required to keep the baby."
Regina shakes her head, "How can you be so sure that this is what you want? I don't think you understand how much you are going to be sacrificing. Everything that you wanted, you will be throwing it out the window," she rages.
"We just want what is best for you," John insists.
Regina scoots her chair out. She vacates her seat, "I am sorry but I won't be part of this. I don't agree with this. I think that she is making a huge mistake," she leaves the room.
Bay locks eyes with her mother, "Mom, say something, please."
"Are you sure about this?"
"Yes," Bay nods.
"Ok," Kathryn agrees.
John's eyes widen, "Ok? This is not ok. She is sixteen. I am not ok with this."
"And what do you propose that we do, huh, John? Do you want to kick her out? I mean, come on. At least if she's here we can help her."
"Help her? I am not going to help her raise a baby at sixteen years old. If she wants to do this she is on her own."
March 19th 2012-
Kathryn enters the waiting room. She finds John sitting there, in silence. Regina sits next to him.
"Is she ok?" John rises to greet her.
"Bay is fine. She wants to see you, both of you."
They follow Kathryn back to the room. They hesitantly approach the head of the bed. Bay holds the brand new baby in her arms. She looks up at John. He stares at his daughter, trying to hold onto his anger.
"Dad, this is Isaac."
John steps forward. He looks at the baby. Without a word Bay places the freshly bundled little boy into his arms. He takes one look at the little boy, and suddenly the past six months don't seem to matter. The baby's eyes are wide open.
"Welcome to the world Isaac."
Kathryn reaches into her pocket, and pulls out her phone. She dials Bay's number.
"Hello?" Bay answers.
"When are you going to lunch?" Kathryn questions.
"I don't know, why?"
"Because I can't get him to eat."
"What do you mean?"
"He won't eat for me. He just keeps asking me where you are."
"I can't leave."
"Ok, I'll figure it out."
"Bye," she hangs up.
Daphne proceeds to ask her to go get muffins. Bay drives home on her pursuit of muffins. She picks up Isaac, and decides to take him back with her. Her car dies outside of Maui, Kansas. She scoops the toddler out of the backseat. She takes his hand, and heads into the park. He's contently sitting on the bench, next to her, eating a sno-cone, when she hears a familiar voice.
"Hey."
Her eyes move from the baby who is two feet away from her, to the voice nearby. She looks up. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm just helping out."
"I meant home," she points out.
"I got home a few months ago."
"Oh, I didn't know."
"I've got to drop this tank off, but we should hang out."
"Ok," she nods.
"I'll text you," he leaves.
She watches him walk away. She looks over at Isaac. He smiles.
"Who's 'at?"
"Isaac we will discuss that later."
He holds out his spoon with shaved ice on it, "Mom?"
"No thank you," she answers as she signs.
Hungry, he responds, signing.
"You're hungry? Why wouldn't you eat earlier?"
He reaches for her. She lifts him off the bench.
When she gets home Kathryn is in the kitchen. She hangs up the phone, and looks at Bay.
"Did you forget about the muffins?"
"My car broke down. Luckily triple A fixed it."
"Bay you know how I feel about you taking him out in that death trap."
"He's fine," she tries to get him off her hip, but he doesn't budge.
"So did you make it back to the office?"
"No. It isn't really the job for me."
"What is the job for me?"
"I got a job at Maui, Kansas."
"Bay that is..."
Bay cuts her off, "And, I saw Ty."