It was time for Jen’s appointment and neither my sister nor Jethro knew they were in for a major surprise. After waiting in the waiting room for twenty minutes and then waiting in the exam room for another thirty minutes for the news Jen’s doctor had for them, the silence of Jen and Jethro being the only ones in the exam room after they had gotten the news was about to break one of them.
Jen and Jethro had just got word from Jen’s doctor that they were expecting triplets in nine months time. They had also found out that two of the babies were boys and the third was a girl. Now all that had to happen was to buy the additional baby supplies and to come up with names for their sons and daughter.
“I know what I want to name the babies, Jethro.” Jen said as they left the exam room for their car.
“What would you like to name them?” Jethro asked as he held the door open for Jen.
“I’d like to name one of our sons, Jasper Scott; then our other son have the name of Carson Jackson.” “I think it would be nice for our sons to have their grandfathers as their namesakes. What would you like to name our baby girl?”
“Bella Rue.”
“I love it.”
“Do you really?” Jen asked as they got into the car.
“Yes I do, and there is one thing I know for certain.”
“What’s that Jethro?”
“Bella will be just as beautiful as her mother.”
“That’s sweet, Jethro.” Jen said as they made their way back to their home.
Once on the main road, Jen continued.
“Jasper and Carson will be just as handsome as their father.”
Jethro grabbed Jen’s hand as he turned on to the road that adjoined the road their house sat on and squeezed her hand three times.
“I love you too, Jethro.”
Now there was an unspoken understanding between the parents – to – be. Prior to the appointment they had agreed on only telling two people each of what they had found out at the appointment. Jen knew that Jethro was going to Ducky without a doubt. She knew that Ducky had was not just Jethro’s friend, but the brother he never had. Now the second person Jethro would tell about the babies.
Jen knew that at some point that they would have to Jackson that he was going to have three additional grandkids. Jethro was also going to have to tell Kelly that she was going to have two baby brothers and a baby sister. But then again this why she told Jethro that he could tell more than two people. Jen also wondered if Jethro would tell Franks or not. Even though they were married and expecting, Jethro was still a mystery to her at times. She even began to question if Jethro was going to call Franks up or he chose to tell Abby instead of Franks.
Now on the other hand Jethro knew just who Jen was going to tell. It was obvious that Jen was going to tell me since we had told each other everything since I started talking. Jethro also knew that besides me that Jen would tell Ziva since they had been close from the day Ziva saved Jen in Cairo.
No matter who they told, eventually we would all know their news. After their appointment Jen was fully prepared to stop by Babies R’ Us to get the remaining baby supplies they need still but Jethro thought that it’d be best if they went home so that Jen could rest. Jen was just as stubborn as I was and adding her stubbornness to all the pregnancy hormones coursing through her, Jethro knew he stood no chance in hell when it came to winning an argument with her right now. So Jethro took the submissive role just as he had when Shannon was pregnant with Kelly and was in a mood.
A few hours later Jen and Jethro came out of Babies R Us with multiple shopping carts to the point where some of the store employees assisted them to their car. Jen pushed the cart that contained all the bags that held all the odds and ends for baby proofing the house before Jasper, Bella and Carson arrived. Jethro pushed the cart that held the two new cribs in them as the store employees pushed the carts that had the baby swings and the play pen. When they got home they had decided to share their news. After they had told who they each wished to tell of the triplets, Jethro was set to put the cribs and all the other baby things together.
After some time had past and everything was put together as well as baby proofed, Jen and Jethro sat down together and relaxed while they still had the chance.
“So now that we have everything done, what do you want to do?” Jethro asked Jen.
“I’m good with just relaxing here in your arms, Jethro. It’s been a long day.”
“You sure that’s all you want.”
“You know I want more that just the two of us sitting here relaxing.” Jethro said as he began kissing Jen’s neck.
“I know and I also know that was how I became a mother of three while being a step – mom to your daughter from your first marriage. In case you haven’t noticed, Jethro; I am not exactly in the mood to have sex right now.”
“Forget about all of that, Jen. We both know that you want to. Besides once the babies are born we’ll barely have time to sleep let alone have our own “physical pursuits”; it’s now or never.”
“Damn Jethro, have you forgotten how to convince me to do something after all this time?”
“No I didn’t.” Jethro said as he continued kissing Jen.
A bit later Jethro had won their discussion and they had gone up to occupy their bedroom. Once they wore themselves out, Jen lay in Jethro’s arms in complete bliss.
“You seem happy that we just did that.”
“Of course I do, Jethro; you are my husband, the father of unborn my sons and daughter after all.
“Remember a few years back when we were going down to Abby’s lab and you said I was always easy to read?”
“Of course I do.”
“You’re an easy read too.”
“Let me guess, you’re going to say that women like to make love in their own bed and that’s why I am in bliss mode.”
“Pretty much.”
Jen and Jethro had sex again. This time it was Jen who was able to get a word in once they separated for air.
“Forever and For Always, Jethro; Forever and For Always.” Jen said as she laced her hand that she wore her engagement and wedding band with Jethro’s.
“Forever and For Always.” Jethro said as he kissed her and squeezed her hand.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Abby and McGee
Within the past month and a half things had become quite interesting for Abby and Tim. The day after Addie and Jake turn 11 months old, they had taken their first steps. Of course Tim captured his son and daughter’s milestone on his Iphone, Abby had of course called all of us to tell us what had happened and begged us all to come over quickly. We were all happy to see Addie and Jake walk before their first birthday.
However on this day Abby was not her cheerful self. She was also in need of some time with Jethro. Abby had decided to call Jethro.
“Gibbs can you come over? I need to see you.” Abby inquired when Jethro answered his house phone.
“Sorry Abs, wish I could; but Jen has a Doctor’s appointment to check on the baby. I’ll see ya tomorrow for the twins’ family party.”
“But Gibbs…..”
“Abby, I can’t today. I promised Jen that I’d go with her to this appointment.”
Abby hung up with Jethro and sat down on the couch to sulk a bit while Tim got the twins their snack as they played with their toys on the floor in front of Abby.
“What’s wrong?” McGee asked.
“Gibbs refused to come over, he said he had to go with Jenny to her doctor’s appointment.”
“That’s all it is?”
“Don’t you see, Timmy; Gibbs said no to me. He has never really once said no to me.”
“Abby, you have to share Gibbs with Jenny now. She’s his wife and the mother of his baby. We haven’t been in the situation of them being like they were when she first became Director and you were his favorite while they mended their relationship for awhile.”
As Abby processed what McGee had just said Addie and Jake toddled their over to the couch where Abby and McGee were. Before Abby and McGee knew their daughter and son were about to reach another milestone.
“Mommy up.” Addie said.
“Daddy, up.” Jake said.
“Did you hear that?” Abby asked McGee.
“Mommy, up.” Addie said again.
“Daddy, up.” Jake repeated.
“They said their first words.” McGee said as he and Abby picked the twins up.
Of course Abby wanted to tell everyone. When she called my house Nick had answered.
“Its good to hear that Addie and Jake spoke for the first time Abby, we’re all thrilled for them; but Jay isn’t exactly in a talking to anyone mood right now.”
“Did she lose the baby?” Abby asked fully knowing that it would take a lot to shake me.
“The baby is fine, she didn’t miscarry. Its something else.”
“Nick, what is it?”
“You know what today is?””
“Its September 15th.” Abby said.
“Right so you know what today is for her and Jen.”
“Today is their mom’s birthday. That explains why Gibbs does not want to leave Jenny’s side.”
“I’ll tell Jay, that you called.”
“Thank-you and tell her if she needs anything that she can call me.”
“I will Abby.”
Some time after Nick talked to Abby, Jen had Jethro drop her off at my house. Of course Jethro protested, but he knew that today was not a day to mess with Jen. Jen and I spent the remainder of the day in mine and Nick’s bedroom secluded from the world while Nick and Jethro stayed in the kitchen with the girls.
By mid- afternoon, early evening; Jen and I had some visitors. Apparently Abby felt and deemed it necessary that she, Ziva, Kate to be at our side. It didn’t take much for Abby to convince Kate and Ziva to come over. They knew it wasn’t good to have two sadden pregnant women.
So by 8pm as Jen and I continued lying on mine and Nick’s bed crying our eyes out; Abby, Ziva and Kate piled onto the bed. Shortly after they had arrived the remainder of the NCIS family had arrived, kids and spouses included.
After putting the twins to bed in the crib Nick had set up in the nursery for Jayla, McGee had came into my bedroom to take Abby to bed. Once they were situated on the blow up bed next to the twins in the nursery, McGee looked over to Abby before they drifted off to sleep.
“Forever and For Always.” McGee said as Abby slowly drifted off to sleep.
However on this day Abby was not her cheerful self. She was also in need of some time with Jethro. Abby had decided to call Jethro.
“Gibbs can you come over? I need to see you.” Abby inquired when Jethro answered his house phone.
“Sorry Abs, wish I could; but Jen has a Doctor’s appointment to check on the baby. I’ll see ya tomorrow for the twins’ family party.”
“But Gibbs…..”
“Abby, I can’t today. I promised Jen that I’d go with her to this appointment.”
Abby hung up with Jethro and sat down on the couch to sulk a bit while Tim got the twins their snack as they played with their toys on the floor in front of Abby.
“What’s wrong?” McGee asked.
“Gibbs refused to come over, he said he had to go with Jenny to her doctor’s appointment.”
“That’s all it is?”
“Don’t you see, Timmy; Gibbs said no to me. He has never really once said no to me.”
“Abby, you have to share Gibbs with Jenny now. She’s his wife and the mother of his baby. We haven’t been in the situation of them being like they were when she first became Director and you were his favorite while they mended their relationship for awhile.”
As Abby processed what McGee had just said Addie and Jake toddled their over to the couch where Abby and McGee were. Before Abby and McGee knew their daughter and son were about to reach another milestone.
“Mommy up.” Addie said.
“Daddy, up.” Jake said.
“Did you hear that?” Abby asked McGee.
“Mommy, up.” Addie said again.
“Daddy, up.” Jake repeated.
“They said their first words.” McGee said as he and Abby picked the twins up.
Of course Abby wanted to tell everyone. When she called my house Nick had answered.
“Its good to hear that Addie and Jake spoke for the first time Abby, we’re all thrilled for them; but Jay isn’t exactly in a talking to anyone mood right now.”
“Did she lose the baby?” Abby asked fully knowing that it would take a lot to shake me.
“The baby is fine, she didn’t miscarry. Its something else.”
“Nick, what is it?”
“You know what today is?””
“Its September 15th.” Abby said.
“Right so you know what today is for her and Jen.”
“Today is their mom’s birthday. That explains why Gibbs does not want to leave Jenny’s side.”
“I’ll tell Jay, that you called.”
“Thank-you and tell her if she needs anything that she can call me.”
“I will Abby.”
Some time after Nick talked to Abby, Jen had Jethro drop her off at my house. Of course Jethro protested, but he knew that today was not a day to mess with Jen. Jen and I spent the remainder of the day in mine and Nick’s bedroom secluded from the world while Nick and Jethro stayed in the kitchen with the girls.
By mid- afternoon, early evening; Jen and I had some visitors. Apparently Abby felt and deemed it necessary that she, Ziva, Kate to be at our side. It didn’t take much for Abby to convince Kate and Ziva to come over. They knew it wasn’t good to have two sadden pregnant women.
So by 8pm as Jen and I continued lying on mine and Nick’s bed crying our eyes out; Abby, Ziva and Kate piled onto the bed. Shortly after they had arrived the remainder of the NCIS family had arrived, kids and spouses included.
After putting the twins to bed in the crib Nick had set up in the nursery for Jayla, McGee had came into my bedroom to take Abby to bed. Once they were situated on the blow up bed next to the twins in the nursery, McGee looked over to Abby before they drifted off to sleep.
“Forever and For Always.” McGee said as Abby slowly drifted off to sleep.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Tony and Ziva
Much like mine and Nick’s house, Tony and Ziva had their house to themselves. Tony was still sleeping. Ziva on the other hand had been up since 4am keeping herself busy. By a quarter of ten, Tony started to stir. Ziva walked over to the door frame of their bedroom and rested against it. When Tony finally came to he saw Ziva leaning provocatively against the door frame with her hair falling everywhere, her button down silk pajama shirt unbutton which exposed her lace bra and underwear as well as her stomach. Now Tony was beyond happy to see her standing before him like she was, to him there was no better way to wake up in the morning. He was also happy that after Ziva had Hannah and Leah all those years ago that she was more than determine to lose all the weight she had gained so that she could have her flat stomach back. Both Tony and Ziva knew that Tony loved Ziva having a flat and fit stomach, hell the entire team and agency knew that.
“I think it’s time for you to get back into bed, Mrs. DiNozzo. Especially looking that good.”
“The one day that we have the house to ourselves and all you want to do is the one thing that made you a father of twins just so that your reputation stays intact. You are your father.” Ziva said.
Of course Tony picked up on her Freudian of the tongue slip and had to correct her.
“The saying is you are your father’s son, Zee-vah.” Tony said in the same fashion he had whenever he corrected her.
“Must you correct me every time I mis-speak? After all this time its starting to get old and annoying.” Ziva pleaded.
“Sorry, it’s a habit; Probie.”
“What did I say about calling me Probie, Tony?”
“Sorry Probie.”
“Pourquoi doit il corriger constamment et l'appel qui appellent quand il sait qu'il m'ennuie à aucune mesure. Il est un tel enfant.” Ziva said aloud, purposefully in French so that Tony wouldn’t understand what she had said.
The only downside to speaking various languages for Ziva was that two of them Tony understood fluently and he was picking up on the third after all the time she had spoke in Hebrew at the office. That only left her about a handful of languages she could speak in around him. The upside was if she had ever said anything about him in one of the languages he wasn’t fluent in when Hannah and Leah were around she knew that they would never tell him what she had said, it would remain between the DiNozzo women.
“You’re starting to mix your languages like you mixed your drinks the other night at the bar, hun.” Tony pointed out as if Ziva hadn’t known what she was doing.
“Thanks Tony, I know what I am doing.” Ziva said.
“You had to switch to French, didn’t you?”
“Had to, it was about you.” Ziva said.
Sometimes for Ziva, it felt as if she had three kids instead of two.
“Whatever happened to you speaking in Italian around me?” Tony asked.
“You would understand what I would say if I spoke in Italian; my love.”
“So what? I think by now I can tell when you are serious and when you are playing.”
“Dolore ne culo.” Ziva said.
“Love you too, Ziva.” Tony said with a smile.
Ziva then left the door frame to join Tony in their bed.
Even to this day Tony couldn’t believe how fortunate he had been when it came to him and Ziva being husband and wife. Let alone that she had chosen him out of all the men just within the DC area that she could have married let alone all the Israeli men she could have had so that she could have that perfect Israeli – Jewish family that Eli wanted her to have. Sometimes Tony thought that Ziva could have done better than him.
Just as Ziva came closer to him Tony saw how perfectly tanned his wife was.
“Come here my little Israeli beauty.”
“Israeli – American, emphasis on the American, hun.” Ziva said.
“Sorry.” Tony said as he began to kiss Ziva.
“You’re absolutely relentless about getting what you want.”
“After all this time together and you’re just realizing that now.” Tony said.
At this point both Tony and Ziva were under their bedding with Ziva on the top.
“If you want to do this I suggest you stop putting your foot in your mouth and let us do this.” Ziva said as she kissed Tony.
After Tony and Ziva had their rendezvous it was time for our daily video phone chat. Ziva had tried to make her hair look better than what it had, but there was no point to it.
“Well it looks like you and Tony enjoyed your empty house this morning.” I said.
“Looks like did more than enjoy their morning, sis.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about, guys.” Ziva said as she attempted to be modest.
“Ziva, Jen and I pregnant not blind. Besides we can all tell that you and Tony just had sex. You’re hair gave you away.”
“Maybe we did, maybe we didn’t.” Ziva said still trying to play coy.
“We’re all adults here, hell we’re all mothers here.” Kate said.
“Not quite all of us.” Abby said.
There was a silence between us for a moment; we were all completely stunned by Abby’s blunt response to what Kate had said. This was completely out of character for our lovable Goth. After minute or so Abby spoke to break the silence.
“Sorry Jenny. That was completely wrong of me to say that, it must be the sleep deprivation getting to me. I didn’t mean it.”
It was weird to hear the others call Jen, Jenny since we had for the most part adapted that moniker to JD and only occasionally called Jen; Jenny.
“Abs, it’s okay. I am at terms that at the moment I am just Kelly’s step-mom. Before long, I will have a son of my own who will call me mommy.” Jen said.
“So it’s a boy then?” I asked my sister.
“Yes; Jethro and I will be having a boy.”
We continued the conversation for a bit longer then we all got back to our respective lives. Tony and Ziva sat down to lunch with Pretty Woman on their blu-ray. At one point Ziva looked away from the movie to Tony. Once Tony met her face to face across the table everything meshed together around them.
“Forever and For Always.” Ziva said as she placed her left hand on Tony’s.
Tony then lifted their hands up and nodded.
“Forever and For Always.” Tony said as a tear slid down Ziva face.
“I think it’s time for you to get back into bed, Mrs. DiNozzo. Especially looking that good.”
“The one day that we have the house to ourselves and all you want to do is the one thing that made you a father of twins just so that your reputation stays intact. You are your father.” Ziva said.
Of course Tony picked up on her Freudian of the tongue slip and had to correct her.
“The saying is you are your father’s son, Zee-vah.” Tony said in the same fashion he had whenever he corrected her.
“Must you correct me every time I mis-speak? After all this time its starting to get old and annoying.” Ziva pleaded.
“Sorry, it’s a habit; Probie.”
“What did I say about calling me Probie, Tony?”
“Sorry Probie.”
“Pourquoi doit il corriger constamment et l'appel qui appellent quand il sait qu'il m'ennuie à aucune mesure. Il est un tel enfant.” Ziva said aloud, purposefully in French so that Tony wouldn’t understand what she had said.
The only downside to speaking various languages for Ziva was that two of them Tony understood fluently and he was picking up on the third after all the time she had spoke in Hebrew at the office. That only left her about a handful of languages she could speak in around him. The upside was if she had ever said anything about him in one of the languages he wasn’t fluent in when Hannah and Leah were around she knew that they would never tell him what she had said, it would remain between the DiNozzo women.
“You’re starting to mix your languages like you mixed your drinks the other night at the bar, hun.” Tony pointed out as if Ziva hadn’t known what she was doing.
“Thanks Tony, I know what I am doing.” Ziva said.
“You had to switch to French, didn’t you?”
“Had to, it was about you.” Ziva said.
Sometimes for Ziva, it felt as if she had three kids instead of two.
“Whatever happened to you speaking in Italian around me?” Tony asked.
“You would understand what I would say if I spoke in Italian; my love.”
“So what? I think by now I can tell when you are serious and when you are playing.”
“Dolore ne culo.” Ziva said.
“Love you too, Ziva.” Tony said with a smile.
Ziva then left the door frame to join Tony in their bed.
Even to this day Tony couldn’t believe how fortunate he had been when it came to him and Ziva being husband and wife. Let alone that she had chosen him out of all the men just within the DC area that she could have married let alone all the Israeli men she could have had so that she could have that perfect Israeli – Jewish family that Eli wanted her to have. Sometimes Tony thought that Ziva could have done better than him.
Just as Ziva came closer to him Tony saw how perfectly tanned his wife was.
“Come here my little Israeli beauty.”
“Israeli – American, emphasis on the American, hun.” Ziva said.
“Sorry.” Tony said as he began to kiss Ziva.
“You’re absolutely relentless about getting what you want.”
“After all this time together and you’re just realizing that now.” Tony said.
At this point both Tony and Ziva were under their bedding with Ziva on the top.
“If you want to do this I suggest you stop putting your foot in your mouth and let us do this.” Ziva said as she kissed Tony.
After Tony and Ziva had their rendezvous it was time for our daily video phone chat. Ziva had tried to make her hair look better than what it had, but there was no point to it.
“Well it looks like you and Tony enjoyed your empty house this morning.” I said.
“Looks like did more than enjoy their morning, sis.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about, guys.” Ziva said as she attempted to be modest.
“Ziva, Jen and I pregnant not blind. Besides we can all tell that you and Tony just had sex. You’re hair gave you away.”
“Maybe we did, maybe we didn’t.” Ziva said still trying to play coy.
“We’re all adults here, hell we’re all mothers here.” Kate said.
“Not quite all of us.” Abby said.
There was a silence between us for a moment; we were all completely stunned by Abby’s blunt response to what Kate had said. This was completely out of character for our lovable Goth. After minute or so Abby spoke to break the silence.
“Sorry Jenny. That was completely wrong of me to say that, it must be the sleep deprivation getting to me. I didn’t mean it.”
It was weird to hear the others call Jen, Jenny since we had for the most part adapted that moniker to JD and only occasionally called Jen; Jenny.
“Abs, it’s okay. I am at terms that at the moment I am just Kelly’s step-mom. Before long, I will have a son of my own who will call me mommy.” Jen said.
“So it’s a boy then?” I asked my sister.
“Yes; Jethro and I will be having a boy.”
We continued the conversation for a bit longer then we all got back to our respective lives. Tony and Ziva sat down to lunch with Pretty Woman on their blu-ray. At one point Ziva looked away from the movie to Tony. Once Tony met her face to face across the table everything meshed together around them.
“Forever and For Always.” Ziva said as she placed her left hand on Tony’s.
Tony then lifted their hands up and nodded.
“Forever and For Always.” Tony said as a tear slid down Ziva face.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Jaylyn and Nick
For the first time in almost nineteen years of marriage; today was the first time in all that time Nick and I were able to act like newlyweds. Back when we had gotten married and were on our honeymoon, we didn’t get the chance to be like most newlyweds. It was the typical warm mid-August summer day for Washington. I was two months pregnant with Jayla and dealing with the incessant bout of morning sickness. JD had gone out with Hannah and Leah, they had planned to be out for the entire day in order to be ready leave for Georgetown in a week or two. Jayden and Jocelyn were spending their day as well as the next few days with their cross-country teammates at a meet in West Virginia.
That morning I woke up to pure silence. Thankfully the morning sickness was beginning to subside which was an added bonus. I lay in bed with Nick and waited for him to come around. It was odd to have peace and quiet in the house when there had always been something going on in the house since the girls were able to take care of themselves.
What had surprised me somewhat was that my morning sickness had subsided before it subsided when I was pregnant with JD; it even subsided well before it had when I was pregnant with Jayden and Jocelyn. At this point I was waiting for Jayla to start kicking, she was definitely doing things well before her sisters did; which made me think she was gonna walk long before her sisters did. Before I knew it, Nick was up and was completely entranced by me.
“Did I ever tell you how gorgeous you look when you’re pregnant?” Nick asked.
“This would be the millionth time that you’ve said that, hun.”
“So what do you want to do today since it’s just us?”
At that point I had rolled over onto my stomach to face Nick better.
“Is that okay for you to be lying like that while you’re pregnant?”
“Relax, the baby is the size of a grape. I’m only 8 weeks pregnant, not 40 weeks. She is fine.” I said.
“Bet your sister isn’t lying on her back.”
“My sister has yet to reach her eighth week and she is pregnant in her sixties, of course she is going to be doing things differently than I am. This also her first and only pregnancy; I have had two pregnancies. I am more of a veteran than she is.”
To avoid upsetting me further, Nick changed the subject as I changed positions.
“So what do you want to do today since it’s just us?” Nick asked again.
“I don’t know what I want to do. All I know is its a lot different being pregnant at forty-five than it was when I was twenty-five and twenty-nine.”
“That doesn’t answer my question, Jay.”
“I just want to stay home and relax. Spend some time with you. We never got to act like an actual newlywed couple on our honeymoon cause we conceived JD. I want us to have that time we didn’t get to have.”
“Your wish is my command.”
“Cute.”
“So what’s the first thing you wish to do as the new Mrs. Nickolas Balboa?” Nick asked as he winked at me.
I just shook my head and played along.
“I would like to take a shower.”
“Together or alone?”
“What do you think?” I said with a mischievous glint in my eyes.
“Tell me when you want me to come in.”
Nick lay in bed and as usual I had left the bathroom door open. Just from where I stood in the bathroom I could tell that Nick was enjoying watching me undress, especially when I was taking my Victoria’s Secret pj’s and spaghetti strapped tank tops off with the remainder of my sleepwear.
A little while later Nick had joined me in the shower and we had Eric Church’s Hell on the Heart playing. Nick would only sing the chorus of the song since he knew that would make me smile. Once we were done in the shower we sat down and watch Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End. By the time we got to Will Turner being stabbed by Davy Jones, I had instantly started crying when Elizabeth began to cry. Whether it was my hormones fueling the tears streaming down my face or not, the thought of losing your spouse; in a movie or in real life always bothered me. I guess the thought of ever losing Nick had always been in the back of my mind due to our chosen careers, but along with that idea the thoughts of being a single mom to four girls as well as a widow was something I never wanted to come true.
Nick saw that the scene had upset me and squeezed my hand.
“Don’t worry you won’t lose me, ever.”
“I better not.”
“You won’t, now let’s finish watching the movie; the good part is coming up.” Nick said.
Of course Nick was talking about the scene after Will Turner was stabbed by Davy Jones where Will and Elizabeth were reunited long enough to have a brief honeymoon before Will had to return to the Dutchman for a decade.
“Just remember one thing for me.” I said.
“Remember what?”
“Forever and For Always.” I said as I nestled into Nick’s arms to watch the rest of Pirates of Caribbean: At World’s End.
That morning I woke up to pure silence. Thankfully the morning sickness was beginning to subside which was an added bonus. I lay in bed with Nick and waited for him to come around. It was odd to have peace and quiet in the house when there had always been something going on in the house since the girls were able to take care of themselves.
What had surprised me somewhat was that my morning sickness had subsided before it subsided when I was pregnant with JD; it even subsided well before it had when I was pregnant with Jayden and Jocelyn. At this point I was waiting for Jayla to start kicking, she was definitely doing things well before her sisters did; which made me think she was gonna walk long before her sisters did. Before I knew it, Nick was up and was completely entranced by me.
“Did I ever tell you how gorgeous you look when you’re pregnant?” Nick asked.
“This would be the millionth time that you’ve said that, hun.”
“So what do you want to do today since it’s just us?”
At that point I had rolled over onto my stomach to face Nick better.
“Is that okay for you to be lying like that while you’re pregnant?”
“Relax, the baby is the size of a grape. I’m only 8 weeks pregnant, not 40 weeks. She is fine.” I said.
“Bet your sister isn’t lying on her back.”
“My sister has yet to reach her eighth week and she is pregnant in her sixties, of course she is going to be doing things differently than I am. This also her first and only pregnancy; I have had two pregnancies. I am more of a veteran than she is.”
To avoid upsetting me further, Nick changed the subject as I changed positions.
“So what do you want to do today since it’s just us?” Nick asked again.
“I don’t know what I want to do. All I know is its a lot different being pregnant at forty-five than it was when I was twenty-five and twenty-nine.”
“That doesn’t answer my question, Jay.”
“I just want to stay home and relax. Spend some time with you. We never got to act like an actual newlywed couple on our honeymoon cause we conceived JD. I want us to have that time we didn’t get to have.”
“Your wish is my command.”
“Cute.”
“So what’s the first thing you wish to do as the new Mrs. Nickolas Balboa?” Nick asked as he winked at me.
I just shook my head and played along.
“I would like to take a shower.”
“Together or alone?”
“What do you think?” I said with a mischievous glint in my eyes.
“Tell me when you want me to come in.”
Nick lay in bed and as usual I had left the bathroom door open. Just from where I stood in the bathroom I could tell that Nick was enjoying watching me undress, especially when I was taking my Victoria’s Secret pj’s and spaghetti strapped tank tops off with the remainder of my sleepwear.
A little while later Nick had joined me in the shower and we had Eric Church’s Hell on the Heart playing. Nick would only sing the chorus of the song since he knew that would make me smile. Once we were done in the shower we sat down and watch Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End. By the time we got to Will Turner being stabbed by Davy Jones, I had instantly started crying when Elizabeth began to cry. Whether it was my hormones fueling the tears streaming down my face or not, the thought of losing your spouse; in a movie or in real life always bothered me. I guess the thought of ever losing Nick had always been in the back of my mind due to our chosen careers, but along with that idea the thoughts of being a single mom to four girls as well as a widow was something I never wanted to come true.
Nick saw that the scene had upset me and squeezed my hand.
“Don’t worry you won’t lose me, ever.”
“I better not.”
“You won’t, now let’s finish watching the movie; the good part is coming up.” Nick said.
Of course Nick was talking about the scene after Will Turner was stabbed by Davy Jones where Will and Elizabeth were reunited long enough to have a brief honeymoon before Will had to return to the Dutchman for a decade.
“Just remember one thing for me.” I said.
“Remember what?”
“Forever and For Always.” I said as I nestled into Nick’s arms to watch the rest of Pirates of Caribbean: At World’s End.
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