A/N: Hi everyone, I hope you all are fine. Thanks again to charahkids for helping me out with this. I was thinking the epilogue to Full House I had mentioned in my last A/N would be around 9,000 words, but when I started to write it, it took on a mind of its own and is almost double that, so ck suggested splitting it so it'll be split into three parts.
Chapter 8: 'Hello Girls' aka Full House: Epilogue (part 1) - 5,791 words
"I wanted to apologize...I could've been more sensitive before about your friendship with Morgan. It's just... It's difficult; I don't really have anyone in my life like that who cares about me."
"Yea you do.."
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"Zondra, you were always such a stick in the mud." Carina complained to her friend. "Why are you insisting that we ring the god forsaken doorbell? Did I tell you about that time when I visited Walker in her hotel room?"
"No you didn't." Zondra exasperated as she made sure her bike was steady. Carina meanwhile locked her Porsche rental and activated the alarm system. The two ladies then made their way to the front door.
"Well let me fill you in. I waited for Walker in her hotel room, dressed in all black. When she was going into the bathroom, I decided to make my move, and she attacked me with a bar of soap, and actually got a good hit in." Carina recollected. "Anyway, that is how you announce your presence"
"Come on Carina, I'm sure Chuck and Sarah have got this place under surveillance, and quite possibly booby trapped. Now, if you want to climb up to the second floor and hop through a bathroom window, then be my guest. But if something happens, don't claim that I didn't warn you."
Carina thought about what her friend had said. They were valid points. Sure the large white seven bedroom house, two and a half bathroom with a red front door, black shutters, well-groomed lawn and white picket fence looked pretty unassuming, perfect for the suburban neighbourhood, but she knew better. Chuck and Sarah; though out of the spy game had the place well secured. There was a state of the art bunker room and base of operations, similar to those in the old Castle in the basement, just in case the need for one ever arose.
"I guess you're right," she unwilling admitted.
Zondra smiled. "I know I am."
"Just hurry up and ring the damn bell!" Carina scowled.
Zondra laughed. "No need to bring the claws out." She then rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer the door.
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Meanwhile…
Sarah waddled around the nursery, making a mental checklist of things they might have still needed. Ellie and Alex had organised the baby shower and she believed they had everything that was necessary. Still, one could never be too sure. She sat down in the rocking chair, and began singing to the baby in Polish softly. She looked around the nursery which was decorated in a really modern and creative way, proud of how it had all come together before picking up her pregnancy journal from the small foot stool beside her and began writing the date and how she was feeling...
Sarah looked up briefly from her writings and smiled as she took in the nursery. She and Chuck had had a difficult time on choosing the colour scheme for the nursery, but after receiving the input of their other children; they had gone with a jungle theme. They had painted the nursery light yellow a couple of weeks ago, and the kids, Emma and Molly had helped out. For the mural, which showed monkeys hanging from trees, giraffes and other wild animals, they had hired two professionals that the sales associate from the hardware store had gotten them into contact with.
Emma had then made the yellow curtains with green trimmings to go with it. After the twins moved in to their "big children" beds as they liked to call them at two-and-a half years old, they had given away their nursery furniture and most of the clothes to charity, save a few pieces that were Sarah's favourite so most of the things in the nursery were new. The new furniture they'd bought was also colour coordinated. The brown wooden crib which had a canopy stood in the corner of the room, away from the direct sunlight. The rocking chair was in another corner, and a large couch which sat a few stuffed animals was in the other was close to the window. The chest of drawers was already filled with lots of adorable baby clothes, most of which had been bought during her shopping trips with Ellie and the other females in her family and some other pieces which were given to them at the baby shower. The small walk in closet had clothes in larger sizes, boxes of diapers and wipes and other miscellaneous stuff for the baby that she and Chuck hadn't gotten to yet. There was also a bookcase, filled with lullaby books, nursery rhymes, and other various children's books. The latest edition of Honey Woodcomb's favourite baby dictionary however was missing from the shelves. One would assume that after all these years, and having five grandchildren thanks to Devon and her other two awesome sons, her gifts for babies or children in general would be more practical, but that assumption would be wrong. So much so, that Sarah wouldn't be surprised if the next time Honey and Woody decided to hop on the Red Eye, that there'd be a dictionary in her luggage.
The guys had helped Chuck with putting up the furniture and hanging up the few pictures on the wall. Of the photos lining the wall there was one of Chuck, with his head resting on Sarah's stomach and another was of their entire family with each member having one hand on her exposed stomach. Knowing Chuck, lots of pictures would be taken after the baby was born, so she was sure a couple more would go up after the birth. The only thing really missing that would make it complete; besides the baby of course was the engraved wooden name plate of the baby's name, but since she and Chuck still hadn't settled on a name, that would have to be done later.
When Sarah heard the doorbell ring, she took out her smartphone and went into the app which had the security features for the house. She then went into the live video feed and zoomed in to the camera which was concealed at the front of the house. When she saw the two feminine figures, her eyes widened in surprise. She definitely had not been expecting them. They looked a bit different since the last time they had video conferenced. The doorbell rang again and she pocketed her phone and head down stairs. Time for them to be surprised...
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"How do we even know Walker is home anyway?" Carina questioned.
"Her secretary said so when I called the office earlier." Zondra explained.
"Well she sure is taking her time...Unless of course..." Carina trailed off, her eyes taking a mischievous glint. "She and Chuckles decided to shirk the work and stay home for a day of wild, passionate, sex."
Zondra shook her head at Carina. "You're a real piece of work."
"Ah, but don't you love it." Carina teased. "Seriously though, it must be tough trying to find some alone time when you've got five kids running around the house." Carina said thoughtfully. "I wouldn't blame them if they're going at it like bunnies until the kids come home."
Just then, the door opened to reveal Sarah Bartowski whose right hand was resting on the top of her baby bump in a pair of maternity jeans and a purple button down shirt. "Hello girls." She smirked. Both of the ladies' eyes bulged out of their heads when they checked out Sarah and saw her stomach. "Are y'all just gonna stand there?" Sarah asked them in a Texas accent before laughing heartily at their surprise.
Shaking their heads slightly, they entered the foyer and closed the door behind them.
"Walker, you've been busy I see." Zondra commented before hugging her.
Sarah laughed lightly and rubbed her bulging stomach. "You could say that. And I told you, it's Bartowski."
"Yea, yea. That doesn't have the same ring to it though." Zondra said.
"Carina?" Sarah called out. "Are you just gonna stand there gawking at my stomach? Some people consider that very impolite and unnerving."
Carina's eyes snapped to Sarah's face. "Sorry." She apologised. "I just can't believe you kept this from us!" Carina then hugged Sarah lightly.
"Let's take this into the living room. My back is killing me and I really don't need to be standing unnecessarily at this point." Sarah said. "Can I get you guys anything?"
"How 'bout some tequila?" Carina asked.
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"Are you sure you don't have any tequila?" Carina probed before taking a sip of her water.
"For the third time Carina, no. We have water, tea, coffee, soda and there's some beer in the fridge. Oh, and juice. Lots of it. There's apple, orange, pineapple and fruit punch." Sarah said. "Casey's usually the one to bring around the hard liquor." The three ladies were now sitting in the living room catching up. "We have some wine though, if you'd prefer that."
"What kind?"
"We have a nice selection on the wine rack in the kitchen. The '86 Chateau Le Franc is a really nice one; it's a peppery Pinot."
"Is that the one with a stable on the label and a stork on the cork?" Zondra asked.
"No, I think it's the cork on the stork and a label on the stable isn't it?"
"That doesn't even make any sense." Sarah told Carina. "Zondra got it right. So do you want any?"
"Nah, I'll pass." Carina replied.
"Good. Besides, it's still too early to be drinking and with your history, I think it's best if you leave it out.
"Pfft! Walker." Carina shrugged. "It's happy hour somewhere in the world. And I have no idea what you are talking about considering my history."
"Albania, Brazil, Curaçao, Cyprus..." Zondra trailed off before chugging down her Grape Soda. To her surprise, it was actually quite good; she now understood Morgan's fondness of them. "Any of those ring a bell?"
"Oh please! A couple of minor incidents and you two never let me live it down." Carina frowned.
"Minor?" Sarah repeated incredulously.
"Carina, in one of those incidents, you started a bar fight, and it took four state police officers to tackle you from off that waitress who called you and I quote 'an even more pathetic version of a drugged out Lindsay Lohan.'
"The skank had it coming." Carina sucked her teeth. "It's not like you two were complete angels either." Carina shot back. "In Brazil you were quick to knock those two girls out for getting the mark up to their hotel room before we could make contact and they turned out to be MI6 agents. Graham had to cut through a lot of red tape."
The three friends laughed at that. After that incident, their superior had threatened to send them off to a research station in Antarctica or to a far out detention facility in the Middle East until mandatory retirement if they continued with such behaviour.
"So maybe we went a little too far." Zondra begrudgingly said. "But they had it coming. It was like they thought they had to teach us how to do our jobs properly. I'm sure they did that on purpose"
"Exactly! You could basically feel the smarminess radiating from off them." Sarah agreed, the laughter among them erupting again.
"Speaking of MI6, I remember that luscious MI6 agent Cole Barker. I met him a while back and there was chatter that you had a little fling with him, Walker. Care to share?" said Carina with a devilish smirk.
Sarah's eyes bulged out. Yep, Carina did it again. "CARINA! That was a mistake and I...I was vulnerable...an...and..."
"WHAT!" said Zondra covering her mouth; this was new information to her. "It's true? When?! How did this happen?! Where the hell was Chuck?!"
Sarah thought back when she had that heated kiss in Castle, only to discover later that Chuck saw it and it pained her. Yes, it was a mistake and it hurt her Chuck. Her heart still twinged with guilt and remorse whenever she thought about that part of their past.
Eight months after they had gotten together for real, and were a bit more comfortable in the relationship, they had talked about the whole mess, starting from him taking his backwards walk away from her at the train station in Prague up to the mistake of her trusting and getting close to Shaw. The discussion had been a bit difficult, as it brought back memories and feelings they would rather leave in the deep recesses of the past, but the underlying issues were too pivotal to be swept under the carpet. In the end, they had found that the talk was beneficial to their relationship and had forgiven each other and the guilt and anger they had still held begun to ebb away. Sarah had vowed that she would never, ever hurt the love of her life again. She'd rather die than to see his devastated face. No. Never again.
Carina saw Sarah's glassy eyes as she tried hard to hold back the tears. Carina now realized that it must've been a terrible episode (or handful of god-awful episodes) in Charah's life and she regretted teasing her friend like that.
"Nice move, Carina" said Zondra sarcastically before inclining her head towards Sarah and motioning for Carina to fix her mess.
Carina with glassy eyes of her own moved towards Sarah and placed her hand on Sarah's. Like Sarah, expressing her emotions had always been very difficult for her. Sure she could play men like fiddles, and have them do her bidding, but when it came to her real emotions, she had always felt like a fish out of water. After all, you couldn't get the name 'Cold-hearted Carina' from your team members by being a mellow person. 'Spies don't have feelings. Feelings get you killed.' From the beginning of her career, she had believed that adage. but one look at Chuck and Sarah and hell even Casey and how they were with each other and the rest of their family had made her realize that feelings, emotions make you stronger and now she's let some of her walls down and needed to comfort and apologize to her best friend.
"Damn it." Carina said to herself. The nerd changed my best friend...and me. Damn you Chuckles. In a low voice, Carina said to Sarah: "Sarah...I...I'm so, so sorry. You know me, I always do this kind of thing and it was stupid of me to bring it up. I know things with Barker would've never worked out. I could tell that you were trying to bury your feelings for Chuck when I first came to Burbank...I admit, if I hadn't seen how different you were with Chuck, I would bet on my life that Barker would be the type of man you would go for...But Chuck is...well, he's Chuck. He's special. Please forgive me."
Sarah looked up with her red, puffy eyes to Carina and gave her a smile. Carina swung her arms around Sarah and she accepted. The two best friends hugged each other for a couple of minutes. Zondra was moved. Then again, this sort of emotional upheaval was the usual whenever they came to Burbank.
When the two best friends pulled away, they said a couple of things between each other in Polish and Swedish, a tradition they had begun during their days in the CAT Squad..
"Jag är ledsen." (I'm sorry.) Carina spoke in Swedish.
"Wybaczam ci." (I forgive you.) Sarah said in Polish.
"Du vet att jag älskar dig rätt?" (You know I love you, right?)
"Ja też cię kocham, nawet jeśli jesteś suka czasami." (I love you too, even if you are a bitch sometimes.)
Carina laughed at that and they wiped each other tears away. Everything was fine now.
"But come on, Zondra was totally the bitch. I don't think it's possible to out-bitch Zondra." Carina said cheekily.
"Carina! You're more of a bitch than I am!" Zondra defended.
"Language." Sarah cautioned. "Eardrums develop in week twelve."
"Walker! Come on! Not this again!" Carina whined. "The kid is not going to pop out with a fuc-" She stopped mid-sentence when Sarah glared at her. "With a frapping potty mouth." She amended.
"It's not my fault you've got the mouth of a truck driver Carina."
"That may be true, but at least cursing is not the only thing I'm good at using my mouth for." Carina said cheekily. Sarah shook her head good-naturedly at the blatant innuendo while Zondra laughed it off. Leave it to Carina to bring sex or sexual activity into almost any conversation.
Carina looked at Zondra carefully and took in her appearance. Her eyes were definitely a little moist. "Were you crying, Zondra?"
Zondra, back in agent mode said: "No, Miller. Allergies."
"Uh, huh. Right Zondra."
"Sarah, don't you have a dog? I forgot that I'm allergic to them."
Sarah smiled, their dog, Chazzie wasn't even home as Chuck had taken him for a check-up that morning before he went to work. "I love you too, Zondra."
Zondra looked away and excused herself to the bathroom.
"Wow, Chuck power. He even got to Zondra." said Carina.
"Yep, that's my nerd" Sarah said and her heart swelled with pride.
Zondra came back from her bathroom break and sat with her best friends. "So how far along are you?"
"Thirty-seven weeks and two days" Sarah answered.
Carina nodded. "This is your last right? You're not going to be like that couple I saw on this reality TV show with eighteen kids or something like that are you?"
"Of course not. This is definitely our last. I have no intentions of going through this again. I think six kids is good enough, a bit more than we were originally thinking, but I think our family will be complete when he gets here."
"You know" Carina began, a finger on her chin, "I saw this documentary once where this lady gave birth to a ten pound baby vaginally and they had to stitch her up afterwards...It looked pretty awful."
Even though Sarah had read all about possible tearing during childbirth, that didn't mean she wanted to hear about it again. Thankfully, she hadn't needed any stitches after her other children and she hoped it would be the same after this one. "Well let's pray it doesn't come to that. Quite frankly, I can't wait for this pregnancy to be over." She frowned and cringed slightly when a muscle spasm shot through her back and lower stomach. Her hands instantly clutched her stomach and when it passed, she tried to school her expression. Oh the many pains of pregnancy...
Carina however had noticed her expression and was concerned. "You OK Sarah?" Carina asked.
"Yea." She breathed. "I'm fine. Just Braxton Hicks contractions. I've been having them on and off for the past couple of days, I guess he can't wait for the pregnancy to be over either."
"You're sure you're OK?" Zondra asked for clarification.
"I'm just peachy." She replied. They weren't completely convinced but decided to let it slide and maintain an eye on her.
"Carina? Why were you even watching documentaries on childbirth?" Zondra asked with vapid curiosity And Sarah was wondering the same thing.
"On this mission a while back, I had to get close to the mark's pregnant sister so we'd have someone who had actually been inside the compound and who could gather some more intel. So my cover was a doula, and obviously I had to make it seem like I knew what I was dealing with. Thankfully we were able to make the bust before she went into labour." Carina finished recounting her story.
"Oh OK." Zondra said satisfied. "When you mentioned you would have a surprise for us the next time we visited, I wasn't thinking anything along the lines of a new baby."
"Me either, I was thinking you guys changed the drapes or painted a room. Something mundane."
"Or even a new car." Zondra opined.
"We did change the drapes and painted the nursery too. The new car is still negotiable though." Sarah informed them. "But you guys made quite a few changes as well." Sarah said, looking pointedly at Zondra's newly cut wavy bob and Carina's half-shaven head.
Carina waved her off. "What? A new haircut? That's nothing compared to that." She said motioning to Sarah's stomach.
"True, but...I did tell you to visit more often."
"You know we would have, but we were under cover." Zondra explained. It was true. They loved any opportunity to stop by and visit the Bartowski clan and everyone else. For them, just like it had been for Sarah, Burbank presented a sense of normalcy; where they could just relax and be themselves and spend some time with their best friend and all the others. In fact, Burbank was where their family was.
"So, is it a boy or girl?" Carina asked, bringing back the focus to Sarah.
"A boy this time. The kids are really excited. CJ especially; he was beginning to get sick of all the so called 'girly stuff' he's surrounded by." Sarah said before taking a sip of her orange juice.
"Even the twins?" asked Carina. "They're not sad about not being the babies of the family anymore?"
"The twins are really, really excited, maybe even more so than me." Sarah laughed. Their excitement was contagious and they had been very pleased to be able to see their Mommy's stomach grow bigger as the baby developed. Chuck and Sarah had still continued to deflect their questions about how the baby got in her stomach in the first place, so the twins, left to their own devices, assumed it was something like magic as they had heard about in the fairy tales. Ever since they had seen Chuck talking to her belly, and found out that the baby could hear them, they made sure to talk to the baby at least twice a day. Sarah had joked to Chuck that her stomach was getting more chat time with her children than she was. "They can't wait for him to come." Thankfully, she and Chuck hadn't had to deal with any resentment towards the baby from their five children. That had been a point of worry for her, especially concerning the twins since they were the youngest and more reliant on their parents. She didn't want them thinking that the new baby would make her love them any less.
"That's good." Zondra said. "CJ and the girls still have that squabbling going on?"
"Same old same old. One of them says something, the other finds it offensive and the drama starts all over again." Sarah said shrugging. "The haircuts suit you. They make you both look younger."
"Are you calling us old, Walker?"
"Never!" Sarah replied, good-naturedly.
"Thanks for the compliment though." Zondra made an exaggerated motion of flipping her hair and tossing it to the side. "I wanted to change things up a bit."
"Same and it was either that or a nose ring. But after the ones we got when we were in the CAT Squad, I didn't think it'd be a good idea to have one again. That piercing hurt like hell."
The three shuddered slightly as they recalled the time when all four of them decided to get nose rings. "That time it was all Amy's idea."
At the mention of the traitor who had almost ruined their friendship forever, Zondra's eyes darkened. "How is that bitch anyway?" Sarah shot her a look of disapproval at her choice of words. Zondra rolled her eyes slightly before muttering an apology.
"Last I heard she's been rotting away in prison." Sarah told them.
"Serves the traitorous bastard right." Zondra growled.
"Anyway, how long are you guys in town for?" Sarah asked bringing them back to happier times.
"'I'm on vacation from the DEA. I hate to admit it, but somehow hunting down drug cartels around the world has lost some of its appeal."
Sarah snorted. "Don't tell me Carina Miller: DEA hotshot and a self-acclaimed mistress of seduction is tired of jet setting across the world. What about all the men?"
Carina shook her head. "No, guys. I'm serious, I'm actually considering retiring in a short while, if not entirely, then at least from field missions. Maybe just work in the office and possibly on the court cases, I do have a Law Degree like Sarah does, or helping to train new recruits." Carina said. "Wouldn't it be lovely not to get shot at?" She then took another sip of water.
"It would be. I'm sick of being shot at." Zondra agreed.
"Or getting shot?" Carina lamented. "I mean, you get shot a lot." Carina told Zondra.
"Yea, I do get shot a lot." Zondra agreed, her hand unconsciously drifting to her side where she'd been grazed with a bullet on her last mission. The pain from bullet wounds she could deal with, but she hated the periods during which she would have to recuperate. Thankfully, most of her gunshot wounds weren't anything major which had put her out of commission for lengthy periods of time, or she would've gone insane.
Sarah looked at her two friends before her; she never thought they would actually admit such things. They loved their jobs and the adrenaline rush and excitement that came with it. "I admit, it is nice not having to worry about being in the cross fire all the time." Sarah said. They all took another sip of their beverages. "So you guys are thinking about settling down?"
"Oh no Walker!" Carina said holding up her hand. "I'm not talking about 2.5 kids, white picket fence, the Golden Retriever and all that jazz."
"Exactly." Zondra corroborated. "We don't need to go the whole nine yards like you have. Just leaving field duty and enjoying life outside of the missions."
"Besides, you and Chuck have more than enough kids for the both of us. I'm satisfied with being Auntie Carina."
"And what about you Zondra?" Sarah asked. "Would you like children of your own?"
Zondra looked pensive for a moment. She had seen how different Sarah was with Chuck and their children and how much love was in their family. She did think having a family of her own would be nice. "I'm not totally opposed to the idea of kids." She admitted. "But I guess we will have to wait and see. And if all else fails, and I don't find a good guy to have a baby with, I could always adopt."
Sarah smiled brightly. "I'm sure that if either of you do act on those plans, you'd have nothing to worry about when it comes to finding a good guy. You're both still drop-dead gorgeous and Burbank has quite a few nice guys." Sarah said. "And I should know, after all, I married the best." She stuck her tongue out.
"No need to start showing off and bragging about how much of an amazing man Chuckles is Walker."
"OK. OK." Sarah relented. "You guys could live in Burbank." Sarah suggested. "Be close to all of us."
"That would be nice, but as we said, nothing is concrete as yet." Zondra said.
"I understand." Sarah told them. She knew from experience it was a huge decision to make, leaving a job behind that for a long time, had been the only thing you'd ever had. "And if that doesn't work out, you could always work with us at CI."
"Doing what exactly?" Zondra asked with interest.
"Being chief Googler?" Carina deadpanned.
"Actually, it'd be pretty much the same thing you're doing now." Sarah said. "There would still be field ops...Recovering stolen systems, breaching company's security to find their weak spots, stuff like that. When we create security systems for a client, we put them through rigorous testing. Usually, we get some of Gertrude's people to do it."
"Casey and Gertie are still together?" Carina asked.
"You know she hates when you call her that. And ever since you did, the twins have been calling her it too." Sarah laughed. "And yes they are. What? Did you expect them to break up between the last time you visited and now?"
Carina shrugged. "Not really. I'm just curious. Wanted to see if you guys had any more surprises in store. They're not getting married or anything are they?" Carina probed. If they did tie the knot, they'd probably honeymoon in the Middle East so some gunplay was involved.
"And is anyone else pregnant?"
"Nope, I think this is the only major thing you two were out of the loop on." Sarah said and rubbed her stomach. "Are you two going to consider what I've said?"
"When I make up my mind, you two will be the first to know."
"I guess even though Los Angeles has all the cultural panache of a porta-potty, Snoresville isn't so bad." Carina admitted.
"No it's not." Sarah agreed.
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While they were talking, Sarah found their newest album and showed it to her two best friends.
"This is nice." Carina observed, looking at one of the recent shots from their photo shoot. She and Chuck along with all the kids had worn white, her outfit being a skirt and crop top so her belly could show. In one of the photos, the children had their hands on her stomach and were looking at the camera and smiling brightly. Then there were some with just her and Chuck, some by herself, the girls only, her and the boys, and a few with Emma, Mary and Molly who had joined them.
Turning the page, they came upon a large group shot which had all the other members of the extended Bartowski family. Zondra traced each of their faces, a small sad smile on her face. Sarah noticed it and said, "We took those a couple of weeks ago. But don't worry, after the baby is born, Chuck and I plan to do another photo shoot. I'll let you guys know when."
"OK. Great." Zondra smiled.
"Are you sure you're not up for some shopping?" Carina asked Sarah for the nth time. "A baby can never have too many clothes."
"Especially since they grow up so fast." Zondra added.
"Exactly!" Carina enthused. "And maybe we can even stop by Victoria's Secret and get something for after you deliver this baby and you and Chuck are trying to get back on the saddle." Carina finished with a salacious wink.
Sarah shook her head no. She got up from the couch and motioned for the others to follow. "I'm really tired today."
"We can always go tomorrow." Zondra said. "Maybe after the girls come home from school, then they can go with us."
"Good idea Z." Carina agreed. "They've really got a good fashion sense...Mostly due to my influence of course."
"Of course." Zondra agreed dryly.
"I am a bit surprised that Chuckles left you here all alone, especially since you're so far in to the pregnancy."
"You do look like you're ready to pop." Zondra added, looking at Sarah's stomach.
"Don't remind me." Sarah groaned. "My feet are the size of tree trunks and I look like a beach whale.. At least I'm not as huge as when I was pregnant with the twins. Chuck's actually on paternity leave with me. And even so, being the boss, you can do whatever you want." Sarah said. "He had a really important meeting today, it's a contract we've been working on for the past couple of months and I wanted him to see it through. Besides, I'm pretty safe here. We have a security system that I helped Chuck to design. It's got ammonia sensors around the house, so we can monitor if it's an animal or a human approaching based on the concentration of ammonium on their body, thermal sensors, pin hole cameras, constant surveillance of the whole house and facial recognition program around the neighbourhood which is tapped into the local police, FBI, CIA, DEA and other law enforcement databases."
Zondra cast Carina a look which said, 'Told ya so!' "Damn, you've got this place like it's Area 51."
"I know it may seem a little extreme, but truth is we'd do anything to make sure our family is safe, and if that means some extra security features, then so be it. You never know when someone might get the stupid idea to hurt our family; that'd be kie signing their death wish. "We'd rather be prepared and safe than regret it if something was to happen." With some help from Zondra, she was able to get up from the couch.
"Come on. Let's go upstairs; I want to show you two the nursery." Just then, another back pain ran through her and she doubled over, clutching the arm of the couch for support. "Oww!" She cried out. Before attempting to level out her breathing.
"Christ Walker! You're definitely not OK." Zondra shouted.
"Come on; let's get you to the hospital." Carina said, already searching her handbag for her keys.
OK, maybe it wasn't Braxton Hicks after all. "Ok, guys, don't freak out." Sarah said calmly. "But I'm pretty sure that I'm going into labour." Sarah felt a sudden pressure in her lower abdomen, before a small gush of water soaked her pants and trickled down to the carpeted floor. Yup, definitely going into labour.
Carina nearly fainted.
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A/N#2: Shorter than what you might have come accustomed to and kind of bad of me to end it like that? I know.. I'm not feeling 100% and wanted to put so etching out here. Don't worry though...I hope to have the second part up in a couple of days once I feel better.
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One last thing, August 15th marked the 100th anniversary of the official opening of the Panama Canal. Whohooooo! I just wanted to acknowledge such an amazing feat. Not only did that Canal bridge the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans, but it was also a bridge between poverty and social advancement for many Barbadian immigrants and a lot of other Immigrants who left their homes to go work in Panama and repatriated their money.
Until next time,
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~Bg. 21/08/14