Sorry it has taken me so long to get this next chapter out. Between work, school, kids, and working on my home business…So I am still working on more ideas that are currently bouncing around in my head.
Charlie was getting more and more frustrated.
"Alright, now hold the yarn with your left hand and keep tension on it," Ms. Adams smiled.
"Listen, let's give this a break for today," she forced a smile.
"But King Monroe asked that all the women help make hats and mittens for the men before winter hits," Ms. Adams seemed genuinely concerned.
"Well, I need a break. We'll pick this up tomorrow," Charlie stood up.
"Yes ma'am," Ms. Adams said with a slight curtsy.
"Well, that was an hour of my life that I will never get back," Jason yawned.
"You were snoring through half of it," Charlie threw down the knitting in its basket in disgust.
"Hey, like I said before, boring. So, onto more interesting topics, what's going on with the traitor front?" Jason walked over to the window.
"Nothing, it's stalled out. I can't figure anything out right now about it," Charlie lied.
She had some leads but they suggested Jason and she was watching him to find out what she knew.
"Well, I can't either and it's pissing me off," Jason couldn't look at Charlie.
Jason was having a hard time looking at her now because she was six months along a really starting to show. He couldn't stand to see her happily pregnant and it was Monroe's.
"Jason! Come here!" Charlie said excited.
"What?" Jason walked over to her in a few steps.
Charlie grabbed his hand and positioned it on her stomach. He felt a little kick.
"It's the baby. It's a kick!" Charlie was smiling.
"I'll go get Monroe," Jason quickly left the room.
He closed the door behind him and rested against it. It was all too much for him. Why had Monroe done this to him? Now Charlie was having him feel the baby moving. The baby that he wanted to his and watch grow up. Jason let out a breath and walked towards the study that also served as Monroe's office. He was going to tell him that Charlie wanted to see him and then go for a much needed sparring session with some of the new recruits.
"What do you mean you can't do it?"
Jason felt like he shouldn't be hearing the conversation he was hearing. So he pressed himself into the shadows so he couldn't be seen. He couldn't recognize the male voice.
"I can't kill her. She's the queen. She also has a baby growing. I don't kill children," the female voice hissed.
"Well, I guess General Neville with have an issue with that," the male voice snapped.
"You can tell Tom Neville to kiss my ass!" the female growled.
"You forget who you are talking to. Remember your place in this arrangement," the male voice snapped.
"I'm wondering if this is even worth it," her voice cracked.
"Go and be the perfect little hand maiden and keep teaching her how to knit and be a good Militia wife, but remember we are Patriots first and foremost," the male voice became soft.
Jason heard their foot steps as they walked down the hall in the other direction he was in. Jason quickly made his way to Monroe's office.
"We have a problem," Jason was out of breath.
"Hello, oh it's you at the door Jason. Come in and sit down. That's how the conversation would have gone if you had knocked," Monroe looked up from his book.
"Sorry sir, but I think I have a lead," Jason nodded his head.
"What is it?" Monroe closed the book.
"You have to get rid if Ms. Adams, she is part of the traitors plot," Jason sat down in the chair that Monroe motioned for him to.
Jason explained what he had over heard in the hallway. He explained that Ma. Adams was the only one teaching Charlie how to knit. Jason explained how the two in the hall were planning on poisoning Charlie. Jason didn't know why Charlie and the baby were the target, he could understand Monroe because he was king.
"We take Ms. Adams into custody and question her. From now on one of us will have to test the food, or cook it ourselves," Monroe rested his head in his hands.
"Well right now Charlie needs you, the baby is kicking more," Jason motioned down the hall.
"Jason, I'm sorry," Monroe opened the door leave.
"What for?" Jason asked, but there were a million or more things that Monroe could apologize for.
"I put you in a position that makes you hurt more. I should have chosen someone else. I didn't know who else to trust her life to," Monroe was being sincere, he had seen how all this was effecting Jason.
"Well, I will always love her and maybe that is my fate. To protect the woman I love even though she is married to another man," Jason felt this was the biggest thing Monroe could have apologized for.
Monroe nodded his head and left. He knew that he had originally done it out of spite, possibly as retribution for Jason turning on the Militia and him for her. Now, he felt sorry for Jason. Monroe looked at the scene before him and for once he was speechless. Charlie was brushing her hair while looking out the window. She was in profile so he could see that she was really starting to show. She turned and smiled at him.
"Come here," she put the brush down and sat on the window seat.
Monroe sat beside her. She took his hand and held it to her stomach. He felt the little kicks. It was finally hitting him, he was going to be a father again. This time he would make sure Charlie's labor and delivery would go easily.
"Bass, it's going to be ok," Charlie knew where his mind had gone.
"I know but I worry," his smile was sad.
"Well, close the door and come and help me get in the tub. I'd rather have your help than Ms. Adams," Charlie kissed his cheek.
Monroe closed the door and came back to see Charlie's dress falling down past her hips to the ground. He stared at her. Somehow she had become more beautiful. Monroe walked over to her and helped pour the warmed water into the tub. He had a quick thought and quickly undressed and got in the tub. He could tell Charlie was about to protest until he took her hand and helped her into the tub, sitting her invent wren his legs with her back resting against his chest. Slowly he began massaging her lower back and hips.
"Mmmmm, this is nice," Charlie relaxed more.
Monroe began rubbing her swollen abdomen.
"Tonight you are coming to bed early, the kingdom can wait," Charlie rested her on too of Monroe's.
"Charlotte, I have to go over strategies with Miles," Monroe kissed her neck.
"As your wife, who is currently carrying our baby and who needs her husband to be with her in bed from now on, I order it," Charlie moved his hands to her lower abdomen to rub where the baby where it was now resting.
"You make pregnancy so beautiful," Monroe looked down at he belly just in time to see the baby kick.
"So, is this some way of telling me that you intend on keeping me knocked up as much as possible?" Charlie giggled.
"Not all the time, but I would like to have more kids," Monroe slowly spun her around.
"I want more kids with you too. I mean, half the fun is trying, right?" Charlie kissed Monroe.
"Let's make this a nightly thing," Monroe kissed her back.
"The massaging bath?" Charlie deepened the kiss.
"Yes, and then," Monroe lifted himself out of the tub and lifted Charlie out and carried her to the bed.
"Making love to my beautiful wife," Monroe smiled as he laid her in the bed.
"But I'm getting bigger," Charlie looked away.
"I have other positions we can do," Monroe climbed under the covers with Charlie.
"Thank god we found that book the first night," Charlie smiled.
"The Kama sutra is the greatest book ever," Monroe smiled as he began showing her why the book was well known.
Yep, I gave Monroe and Charlie some much needed couple time. Plus the plot thickens muhahahaha!