AN: So, once and for all I'm back on Spellcharm with the last chapter of the story...I know, I know I shouldn't be crying *sniff* *sniff*... Anyway, be good and review!
NEW BEGININGS
(CASSIE'S POV) About four months later….
"Rach, you sure mine doesn't have any raspberries?" I asked Rachel. We were at my old house and Rachel just served me some mixed pudding. I asked her about raspberries because I was allergic to them. Yesterday, by mistake Hayley made me eat her new invention – the raspberry crush about which I didn't know that there was raspberry in it. The result, however, wasn't so great; since I threw up.
"Yeah, of course not." She assured me for the millionth time. It was just me and Rachel after a long time, laughing about not-so-old times but it actually seemed like a long time. Finally, I was finished with my pudding. Just then, something went wrong with me and I stood up.
"What happened?" she asked. I ran to the bathroom to barf. But Rachel said she hadn't added any raspberries. Then, I felt kind of nauseated as my head whirled like crazy. I held the washbasin for some support. Rachel was standing there in the doorway. "You okay?" she asked me.
"You said you didn't add any raspberries." I replied.
"Yeah, I didn't, of course. I know you're allergic." She said.
"No, you might have." I said, uncertainly.
"No, sweetie. You can check if you want." She told me. "Are you sure it's not indigestion."
"No, it's not. I'm totally fit and fine." I answered. Then, all of a sudden, my head started whirling even worse than when I had those short-of-element attacks.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yeah…maybe." I said, trying to sit down on the floor.
"Do one thing. Get yourself a pregnancy test just for…you know, assurance."
"You think I might be…"
"It's what I doubt." She said. She got me two and it was just as she had expected and I had doubted when I took the test.
"So, what's it?" she asked me from outside. I bit my lip and finally opened the door.
"It's positive." I replied.
"That…is something to celebrate!" she squealed. "Why do you seem so on and off?"
"I…uh…I don't know how Brady will react to it." I answered.
"Aw! C'mon! He'll be really happy, don't worry." She said. Just in the same second, my phone rang up. It was Hayley.
"Hey!" she said from the other side.
"Hi." I answered.
"What are you doing?" she questioned.
"Nothing. Why?" I asked.
"Meg and I are coming at your place. Let's watch some movies like that day." she told me.
"Um…okay." I told her and she hung up. "Rach…I gotta go back. Hayley and Meg are landing at my place."
"So, when are you telling Brady?" she questioned me.
"I don't know. I'll see." I muttered.
So, I went back home when Meg and Hayley had pulled up just in front of the door and the back of the car was filled with shopping bags and their kids who were sleeping. They looked so cute that way. I got out of my car and opened the door while they got out with their stuff. They came inside grumbling about the rates and stuff whilst I was stuck with my own thoughts. Now, this really sucked. I mean what should I tell Brady?
My options:
1) Hey Brownie! I'm going to have your kid. (Bland)
2) Brady, what do you think about kids? You know we're having one. (Stupid)
3) Honey, I'm pregnant. (Um… too straight)
4) My old trick which now was a real one: I have your bun in my oven. (Nice one, still works)
So, all of the above sound pretty weird to say. I mean seriously.
"Where are you lost, Cassie?" Hayley asked me when I was putting a frozen pizza in the microwave.
"No…nowhere." I muttered.
"You seem … I don't know. What's wrong, tell me." Meg added. "I mean us."
"Let it go. Oh, by the way, tell me when you both were pregnant… how did you tell Seth and Cole?" I asked.
"I just said I'm pregnant." Meg said.
"I said, honey, we're having a baby!" Hayley told me. Both answers were pretty lame. I looked around. "Why do you wanna know?"
"I…uh…nothing. I just thought what the worst way of saying that you're pregnant was. You know, what not to say if….I mean, when I am pregnant." I laughed. "And Meg, honey, don't mind but you were the winner."
So, in the morning, someone called me at 8 o'clock while I was still sleeping. I picked it up sleepily reluctant to move out of my bed.
"Morning, Cassie!" this was totally Rachel.
"Hi, Rach." I muttered.
"So, you told Brady?" she asked. I sat up in the bed.
"What's wrong?" Brady asked.
"No…nothing." I said to him and went towards the window. "You had to call me in the morning to ask me if I had told him or not?"
"I knew this. You didn't tell him." she said.
"Okay…the thing is I don't know what to tell him. I can't just go on and tell him that Brownie, I have your bun in my oven. I mean…I have to know what he thinks about it." I replied.
"Wh-What?" Brady sat up and asked me.
"Dammit." I muttered.
"Cassie…you…you're…we're having a baby?" he asked me.
"I love this!" Rachel said from the phone.
"Shut up!" I said to her. Brady stared at me. "I wasn't talking to you."
"Seriously, you're pregnant?" he asked, defiantly and came towards me. I looked down towards my feet and nodded. "Oh…oh my god! Cassie, you…god, honey, I... I'm so happy." And then, he kissed me.
MONTH ONE…
It's just my first month and I'm so sick of all the morning sickness and mood swings. Not to mention about poor Brady. He has to be my side every second just so that I don't blow up out kitchen or anything. I burnt a lamp last night that got me even mad.
MONTH TWO….
God, I think I'm getting allergic to pineapple jam. My kid certainly doesn't like it and that is why I puke whenever I have it. I hate milk cream Oreos which I used to love sometime. I only can eat the ones with chocolate cream.
MONTH THREE….
I love eating potato chips but Rachel won't let me have much. She says it is not fit for me. She also cut out all my frozen foods from my diet and stays around me twenty four/seven. She's not letting me have more than four bars of chocolates a day. I am not allowed to eat peanuts at all. My peanut butter intake is limited. It sucks. Why doesn't the kid come out already?
MONTH FOUR…
My baby bump is kind of emerging. Amy can't have my ultrasound done. She says it is because I have a fire element or something and maybe I'm giving it hereditary. Now that is certainly is irritating. Anyway, she says the baby is healthy. Also, we had to keep a lot of plants inside the house because my royal grandma says it'll be healthy for the child. Whatever. Hayley's got me this pregnancy fill up book and I like to fill it whenever I am free which I am all the time since no one at the office lets me work on my own.
MONTH FIVE…
Finally, I left work for a year or so because of Brady. He had been constantly nagging me (trust me, I'm using the right word) because he thinks that this exhausts me overmuch and this can hurt the kid. Everyone has their own theory. Brady thinks it to be a girl and the given company which wants it to be a girl has the following members: Meg, Cole, Rachel, Louie, and Shellie, my mom, my grandmother, his grandma, his dad and Amy.
The ones who think it to be a guy are: Hayley, Seth, and Max, my dad, my mom and the rest. This is pretty crazy. Hayley, Megan and Rachel have started buying clothes and toys for the baby and everyone is busy with it. Louie and Brady are having a hard time controlling me and my emotions. Hormones. Last night, while in the kitchen, I almost exploded the gas supply but luckily, Wayne was there and he extinguished the fire. Brady is learning a bit of cooking from his father. It is fun at times when everyone is really caring around me but sucks when they ban me something I crave for.
MONTH SIX…
"You know, I sometimes think how will Cassie look two months from now?" Louie said to Brady. I was sitting in front of the TV eating my bucket full of ice cream.
"Shut up." I muttered. I was really pissed off today because by mistake, I burnt at least a shelf full of books. I had been angry because I couldn't find my supply of Oreos and cookies which Emily gifted me. I knew Rachel must've hidden them or Brady.
"No, seriously. I mean yeah, you've grown but right now it seems you have a coupla clothes crushed under your shirt." Brady told me.
"Whatever." I replied. Louie grabbed a cushion from the couch and rolled it under his shirt. He pushed is belly out and put his hand on it.
"Hey, Brady, pick this up…god! Louie, stop lazing about and find me the remote." He pitched his voice to match mine which only ended up in angering me more than ever and I didn't know why I began crying.
"Cassie?" Brady asked.
"Don't talk to me. I hate you. You both are making fun of me." I shrieked.
"What's wrong?" Hayley came in through the door.
"THEY WERE MAKING FUN OF ME!" I crossed my arms over my chest like a baby who was complaining.
"You both are just ridiculous. You know, she's having a hormonal imbalance." Hayley scolded them both.
"It's not about hormonal imbalance, it's about my dignity! If they make fun of me, I'm moving in with Paul." I gave my ultimatum.
"Okay, fine. Sorry baby. We didn't mean that. It was just harmless…mimicry. I know you're gonna be much better than this." Brady said.
"You're gonna be a great mom. We know that." Louie added.
I really doubt that.
MONTH SEVEN…
God, now it seems like I rolled a large basketball up my top. Wherever I go, everyone is ready to take my bags and all and not let me do my stuff myself which pretty much sucks. So, to get rid of this, I took Louie to go for shopping with me in Port Angeles. We went into a few 'just born' stuff outlets but nothing caught my eye except maybe a few toys.
"Are we going home now?" he asked me. It has been just two hours since I am here and he wants me to go home already.
"Nope! Hey, check that out." I said as I saw a baby cot. Aw! It was so cute. It was pink in color had a cover and there was a small hanging that rotated if the switch was turned on.
"You're not gonna buy it, are you?" he whispered in my ear.
"Why did I see the demo then, dumbass? I'm totally buying it for my kid." I said.
"You know, my car is already pretty much loaded." He told me.
"You're refusing to truck it in your car, Louie?" I asked, with my puppy dog face with fake tears in my eyes.
"Okay, okay. Just don't cry. I'll go and truck it." He said. "You stay here." So, he took the guy and went to get his car while I went towards the play area for kids. There were all sorts of kids under the age of 5 here. Someday, which is not so far, my kid would be playing here. Just then, all of a sudden, a girl fell down and started crying. I went to pick her up. She wasn't in the play area but roaming around, alone.
"Hey, honey, everything's okay." I said, wiping her tears. Goodness, stooping down is hard.
"Where's mommy?" she asked me.
"Your mommy will be back soon. So, what's your name?" I asked her and sat near the boundary.
"Cecilia." She replied and stared towards the ice-cream corner.
"You want one?" I asked. She nodded, excited. I held her hand and walked towards the stall and ordered two chocolate ice creams.
"Why're you so fat? Your face is not fat but your tummy is?" she asked me, licking the ice-cream.
"Cecelia, I..." I was pretty confused what to say. God, these kids are ever curious.
"Are you having a baby?" she asked me. God, the kid is not even 6 and knows I am pregnant. Where will the world go?
"Uh…how do you know?" I asked.
"I saw it on TV. That girl got fat only from her stomach and had a baby." She said. "How do kids go in your tummy? Do you eat them?"
"No…no!" I said, blushing like crazy. How am I supposed to explain this to a kid? "You know, it got here by magic." Just that second, I felt something in my stomach like…whoa! Was my kid kicking? I put my hand on my stomach to feel it. This was weird yet a funny feeling. My kid was telling me he/ she was here.
"What happened? You have stomach ache?" she asked me.
"No…something much better." I replied. "C'mon, let's find your mommy."
So, we went to the announcement center to make call for her mom and she came rushing like crazy. She was crying and hugged Cecelia to her chest. I was pretty happy.
"You got a pretty cute kid." I told her mother and waved bye to both of them and finally came outside.
Where was Louie? Oh my god! Was he lost? He had my phone with him! How do you lose a six feet tall guy who's roaming about in a car? I sat on the same boundary, crying, again.
"Cassie?" this had to be Louie. I stood up.
"You dickhead! You…why did you leave me here to get lost!?" I shouted.
"Let's get going home." He said and we drove back home. When I calmed down, I remembered I had to tell him something.
"Louie, the baby kicked today." I said, excited.
"What?! She kicked?" he asked. We went back home happy where Brady was waiting. He too had brought a lot for the nursery. They both trucked the stuff inside and decorated the nursery. Finally, when both got tired and came to cook some dinner (Brady doesn't let me go in the kitchen because of my mood swings. It can attack the fire and Me.); the kid kicked again.
"Whoa!" I muttered and held my baby bump.
"Cass, everything okay?" Brady asked me.
"The baby's kicking." I told him, excited. He came to feel it too but he/she didn't kick.
"Baby, it's me, your dad." Brady said and all of a sudden, there was another kick.
"Hey, I wanna feel it too." Louie said and came to me. "Kiddo, I'm your uncle Louie!" and there was another round of kicks.
MONTH EIGHT….
I started feeling contractions and they pretty much hurt. It was the middle of the night, I guess.
"Brady…" I shook him awake.
"Yeah, yeah, Cass?" he shot upright sleepily.
"I think I'm having contractions." I said. I hugged my pillow and squeezed it tight. He called Amy.
"Hey Amy…yeah, she's having contractions…."
"Brady, it hurts!" I shouted.
"I'm getting her to you." He said and hung up. He threw on his t-shirt and helped me get down the stairs. It hurt like hell and we got to the hospital after what seemed like a few months. He made me sit on the chairs there and asked for Amy but she wasn't there. She had to do a delivery. God! Why?!
"I can see her patients for the time." Came a female doctor and said. Brady helped me into her office and she took me inside to check. A little later, the contractions stopped. I walked back to Brady. Was everything alright? Was my baby okay?
"Don't worry. They are just as you might call false contractions. Most women don't even feel them. I guess you're… a little too sensitive." She said. "And maybe you were thinking a lot too."
"Do you have a baby?" I asked her. She stared at me. "No, tell me."
"Uh…no." she replied.
"Have you ever been pregnant?" I questioned.
"Uh…no?"
"Cassie?" Brady gave me a look.
"No, seriously? How do you know that I am sensitive? You know how much that hurt? You know how scared I was? And you're saying I was sensitive!" I said and stormed out. Meanwhile, I was waiting for Brady on the door and heard him talking to that bitch.
"I'm sorry about her. You know, the mood swings and all." He said.
"Oh…don't worry. I am used to it." She replied, smiling. Was she flirting with Brady?!
Brady came out and I stared at him.
"What?" he asked me.
"You're just Urgh!" I said and we went towards the car and took my seat on the driver's seat.
"Cassie, you're not supposed to drive." He said.
"You're not my dad to tell me what to do and what not to!" I shouted.
"Why're you so mad?" he asked me.
"She was flirting with you!" I screeched and turned on the engine as he sat in.
"No, she wasn't." he replied. "I mean she knows I am going to be a dad so why?"
"She seems evil. I'll tell Amy to fire her." I muttered. Brady rolled his eyes.
(BRADY'S POV)
My imprint is behaving pretty crazy since the last eight months and sometimes, she reflects Faith. It is kind of funny at times but she loses control over herself leading to losing control over her element and her eyes turn purple. I have to control her at that given time. It had been two weeks since the false contractions incident and she was in the living room reading when suddenly she started screaming.
"Oh my god! Oh my god!" she had been going pretty crazy with books and whenever she reads something, she was sure to give these reactions. I was decorating the nursery according to her but her screams didn't stop until ten seconds so I rushed down.
"Where were you? Darn it!" she shouted.
"Breath in and out." I told her.
"Oh shut up! If you were having a baby, you'd know!" she replied. I laughed. "Don't you dare laugh!" she screamed. I picked her up and trucked her into the car. It was month eight but how? I think it is another round of false contractions but I'm not pretty sure about it. Maybe she's really in labor. I called Amy and asked her to be there.
I told her where the hospital was and to my surprise she was already there. I wanted it not to be like last time. I remembered how crazy she went when it wasn't Amy. So, finally Amy was there and she had told everybody. Louie, Wayne, Embry, Seth, Hayley and everyone was there. I went into the delivery room with Amy and Nate.
"You ready?" I asked Cassie.
"Ready." She replied.
After about 35 minutes of pushing, screaming and hitting, a small voice cried and it landed in Amy's arms. "Brady, it's a boy." Cassie had gone through a lot of pain as I could see but the look at her face suggested that she was going to cry off happiness.
"What're we naming him?" Nate asked me.
"Uh…" I replied.
"Dylan Brady Fuller." Cassie said. I had thought names but for a girl. I wanted it to be a girl but I guess... So, I went out with cleaned Dylan in my arms and everyone was hovering over the baby. He had my face, dark eyes, sharp nose and a small pair of lips. Hey, had I been so cute?
About half an hour later, Cassie began shouting again. What was happening? And then, the fire alarm went on. Had Cassie caused that fire or it was something else? Were the people of her tribe here or something? Everyone tried to escape while I gave Dylan to Hayley and ran to Cassie with an extinguisher in my hands. I tried to cut off the fire but it wasn't in control. Just then, another crying voice was heard. Oh my god! We had twins.
"It's a girl!" Amy said excited "She's been such a drama to come out." She was exactly Cassie, totally her. That cute little nose, pale skin, pink cheeks and clear blue large sapphire eyes that stared at me was totally a small copy of my Cassie. I didn't know what it was or anything but holding her seemed like…I would never let her get hurt. How could something be as little as that? This baby was so small, so weak yet I could see that sharp determination for everything in her eyes. You know, now I knew why my dad always wanted a girl. When you hold your baby girl for the first time, you feel like there's nothing in this world weaker than her yet prettier than her. When you see her breathing, you feel that how could this thing that seems like a doll would be able to breathe and make noises.
"Hey, you're really the most beautiful baby girl I've ever seen." I told my daughter. Her mother looked at me and her with adoration in her eyes and tears. I knew, she was missing her dad too. The real one who tried to kill her a few years back.
"Wh-what happened here?" Louie came in and asked us.
"I managed to pull off another mouse." Cassie said. I was standing there when Louie walked to me to look at my baby girl.
"Isn't she a beauty?" Louie asked her.
"Hey, she's smiling." Amy said. "I've never seen a so young baby smiling before."
At least my princess was happy to meet the world.
"What's gonna be her name?" Amy asked.
"Uh…Ayalisse, product of an undying love." I answered. Cassie beamed at me.
"Full name?" Amy asked.
"Ayalisse Faith Fuller." I replied.
"Hey, can I hold Ally?" Louie asked me.
"Uh…yeah. Sure." I replied and gave her to him.
"Isn't she just really beautiful? I've never seen a more beautiful baby before." Louie said, trying to hold her better. "God, how do you hold a baby?"
My daughter beamed at him as if laughing at him.
"Hey, you're smiling. You're really smiling. Oh, by the way, I have her pendant with me. Be sure to make her wear it so…" he stopped. "Hey, you're supposed to cry, aren't you?"
"She's a different kid. You know, just like her mom." I added and kissed Cassie.
Ally's pendant was the same as Cassie and it was shining brightly in the dark giving off all colors of the elements. I soon gave up phasing that year.
AN: I took help of a friend writing this chapter since she had a baby and knew what it all was like. So, I was wondering if anyone had any interest in any of the other characters like maybe, Louie, Ally or even Dylan. I got something in my mind but I don't know if I really should be doing it since I have other stories to handle to. Any suggestions?