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Chapter 5

Nicks heart felt like it was in his throat. He was visibly nervous. Soon he would be a father!

Who would have thought? His little boy was just about to come into world any day now...

He sipped his coffee, with the mug in his hand and watched Trubel from the corner of the eyes. Both were in the car, Nick driving and Theresa in the passenger seat; it had been a silent ride so far, both of them lost in thought and drinking their coffee in silence.

He knew they should talk, but that was all that came to mind for him; that his son would soon be born and he'd be a father. It was all unreal to him... Surreal, even. Not too long ago, Adalind had come out of nowhere, showing off her baby bump and knocked his world askew once more.

It seemed like his life was always getting bumped in new directions, scattered into pieces... Always more pieces. First, Juliette turned into a Hexenbiest, it twisting her into something wicked and vile.

He understood up to a certain point... Juliette never wanted to be a Hexenbiest, she did it because she loved him. And as a thanks, she was cursed to be a Hexenbiest. And it got even worse when she needed him most, he turned away from her.

It was more a knee-jerk reaction. Reacting out of surprise, mostly... He would never have turned away from her, but it was too much for him. He'd wanted something different for her.

And shortly afterwards, Adalind appearing with news of her pregnancy. He would have never expected such a thing would happen... And above all, to make it an even worse time, it could not have happened, it had to happen when Juliette appeared—and the disaster was complete.

Nick had ached when he'd realized, but it had caused her to become his greatest enemy.

Now even the matter with his mother, Kelly, and the things with Juliette. His life had taken on truly indescribable tracks. Everything has changed and would never be what it once was. Last night, his heart broke, divided into one hundred thousand times... and whether it could ever again be fixed was uncertain.

His thoughts returned to his son... Soon he'd be in Nick's arms. At least this was a small ray of hope, a glimmer of a better future. What would his mother have said if she'd known he was soon to have a child, with Adalind.

Adalind, the daughter of whom his mother had taken care of as if Diana were her own flesh and blood.

Adalind, with which he had vowed to be enemies.

Adalind, with which he was about to establish a sincere friendship. Which, surprisingly, was working out incredibly well, even with their rather turbulent past.

Trubel watched Nick from the corner of her eye. She knew that Adalind, the former-Hexenbiest, was pregnant with Nick's baby. How it happened, and what had happened, she didn't know... But when the time was right, she would be there and would have an open ear for Nick.

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Nick, Trubel and Rosalee chatted a while and then Nick walked into the room to Adalind. He squared his chest and went to her and stood beside her. "You okay?" he asked Adalind.

Adalind nodded, "Better now." She looked over Nick. "I was not sure you'd want to be here."

"I do not know," Nick admitted.

"Maybe you do not want to be here," Adalind conceded with a soft sigh. "But at least you are here."

The room went quiet, Both of them looking at their son. She looked up at Nick. "Do not hate me anymore, Nick. For our son's sake, we can not be like we were. I do not want to raise him by myself. And he's as much of you as he is me."

"I do not know if that's good on either side," Nick said, trying for a joke.

"Well, maybe he will not be like either one of us."

"I know I can not force you to be there for raspberries"

"I will be," said Nick firmly.

"Want to hold him?" Adalind asked, lifting the baby a little. Nick carefully took their son, holding him gently. She smiled at the picture they made. "I thought of a name for him."

"Do not you think we should-" Nick started.

"Kelly," Adalind interrupted, smiling warmly.

Nick nodded swallowing, thickly. "OK."

Rosalee and Trubel threw a quick look through the door, and watched the spectacle which presented itself to them. And decided to become clogged in the lobby, and to talk a little.

To be Continued?