Chapter 2: All is Quiet
It had been two months since we ran to the safe haven. Two blissful quiet months. Either no one could find us or no one bothered looking. Either way I didn't care. Vincent and I walked downstairs to JT making pancakes. "JT those smell so good, I'm starving." "Cat, honestly, you two need to soundproof your bedroom. It's no wonder you're starving. I haven't slept for shit in two months." "JT!" "Hey V. I'm just sayin. You two sound like a bunch of rabbits going at it up there day and night." I blushed probably 10 shades of red and covered my face. I never even considered the fact that Vincent and I were that loud. I drenched my pancakes and scarfed them like it was my last meal. "God Cat, got a tapeworm or something? I've never seen you eat like that." "JT, I told you I was hungry. Geesh, lighten up." Vincent giggled. I got up to take my plate to the sink when whoah, the whole room started to spin. Vincent was right behind me guiding me back into my chair. "Catherine, what just happened?" Of course JT had to add his two cents. "She's probably just off balance from the 3 tons of pancakes she just threw down the hatch." Vincent growled and flashed gold. A warning to JT to knock it off. "Hey, I'm sorry man. I was just joking. Cat, you ok?" "I'm fine you two, just got up too fast and got dizzy." "Still never the less, you're coming into the observation room so I can monitor your vitals and JT will draw some blood to do a work up and make sure."
I sat there for what seemed like hours, JT poking me and drawing blood while Vincent monitored me. "See guys? I told you I'm fine. Can we get out of this room now?" "Catherine, you're not exactly fine. Your pulse is faster than normal and your temperature is a little higher than it should be." "V, you need to come see this. I've got her lab work done." "JT what is it? What the hell is wrong with me?" "Catherine. Sit here, I'll be right back after I look over the results." I huffed. "Fine." No use arguing. I wouldn't win anyway. They were whispering but I could still hear every word. Strange. "V, do you see this? This explains everything." Vincent gasped and covered his mouth with his hand before removing it momentarily to breathe "How?" "Really V, did we not go through the whole rabbits thing a little bit ago?" "Ok guys enough talk about rabbits and such. I can hear every word you're saying. What's wrong with me?" Vincent and JT looked at each other before Vincent looked at me. His eyes were filled with so much love, and so much fear at the same time. What the hell is that all about? Vincent walked over to me, kneeled down in front of me and just sat there frozen, like he was concentrating. "Vincent, what are you…" "Shhh….." I just gave him a funny look. All of the sudden his expression changed into a smile. "Oh my God, it's true." "Vincent, what are you talking about?" He placed his hand tenderly on my stomach. "Catherine, you're pregnant." I gently caressed his cheek with one hand and held the hand on my belly with the other. "We're pregnant Vincent." Vincent lifted up my shirt and placed kisses all over my belly. "Our baby Catherine."
Of course JT just had to ruin the moment. "Guys, I think we'd better talk about an amnio to see if the baby inherited any of Vincent's, uh, qualities, and what we're gonna do about it." Vincent's face turned pale and his eyes flashed gold. Oh no, I had to say something. "Vincent, hey." I caressed his cheek. He looked to the floor shutting his eyes and a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Catherine, JT is right. What if I passed my mutated genes to our baby? I'm not sure I could live with myself knowing I made them a beast." "Vincent, no." I leaned down and tilted his head to look him in the eyes. "Vincent, you are NOT a beast. You are kind, loving, generous, and protective. How are those bad things to pass to our baby,?" "Catherine, it's not only that, we don't know what kind of complications could come of this pregnancy. What if something happens to you?" "Vincent's right, Cat. Think about it." Damn you JT just shut up already. "No JT, he's not right. There will be no amnio, no talk of what we're gonna do about this baby. He or she is staying right here, where they are safe and loved until the day they are born. Then and only then will you be allowed to test their DNA." I protectively held my hands on my belly. The thought of terminating sent chills through my body. No, I would protect our baby, just as Vincent has protected me countless times, with my life, if it came to that. JT walked out of the room. "You know what guys? I need a beer. Maybe a dozen."