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Post by Rayen Young on Feb 15, 2010 23:44:06 GMT -5
{....11 years post Breaking Dawn....}
Some things you just knew. Some things were clear and obvious. This was one of those things to Rayen. There were symptoms and signs she’d recognized from the first time, all of which were showing now more then before. She was more tired, more irritable, more emotional. The excess of them all she put down to age and the lack of vibrancy she’d had with teenage youth the first time around. With all the symptoms her body was screaming at her Ray doubted she needed the trip to the doctor or the added expense of the test to tell her she was pregnant, but she’d opted for the latter.
With the bag in hand Rayen climbed the few steps upto the front door. She’d finished her shift on the cash register then bought the test swearing the other cashier to secrecy; Tai had to know first. She wanted to share all of it with him this time around. Since the queasy mornings had started a couple of days ago Rayen had been more and more certain. It made sense, they weren’t exactly been careful in that department.
Pushing open the she dropped the keys on to the table. “Tai I’m home.” She said slipping off her coat and shifting the plastic bag from one hand to the other as she hung up her coat. Moving into the house she headed to the kitchen, looking into the living room as she passed. “Hey you home?” She called again as she entered the kitchen and dropped the white plastic bag onto the old kitchen table.
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Post by Taiomah Keshawn on Mar 2, 2010 19:50:23 GMT -5
Upstairs, in the bedroom, Tai’s hand shot up, taking the mouse cursor up to the exit cross of Google Chrome as he heard Rayen’s voice filter up the stairs. He chewed his lip a little, feeling a little guilty, but wanting to keep this a surprise until the last possible moment. He had been thinking about asking Rayen to marry him for a while now – well, an age, considering how long they had been together and everything they had been through. It had all been so complicated (definitely not in a bad way) with Claire being there, and Tai knew that he had to prove that he could be a father to her before he moved in and started a life with Rayen properly. But all that had been going swimmingly recently … which led them to this moment.
“Here,” he called down the stairs, picking up his cane and moving towards the stairwell, though by the time he got there she had already gone through into a different room. “Just having a nap.”
He began to make his way slowly and rather laboriously down the stairs, though he moved a lot smoother than when he had first returned to the Reservation. “You feeling better today?” he asked, still calling through the house as he finally reached ground level and was able to let up on his busted knee. He remembered that that morning she had gotten up early and seemed to spend a lot of time in the bathroom. He hadn’t jumped to the conclusion that she was pregnant – ignorant of the signs even though he had already had one child by her – but had figured that she had picked something up from somewhere – probably from Claire’s school.
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Post by Rayen Young on Mar 3, 2010 23:11:03 GMT -5
The voice she heard was one of two in the world that would and could make her smile no matter what her mood. Rayen smiled now, smiled through the exhaustion and the nerves that were making her stomach flip. There was still so much that could happen and she still worried he’d be angry or anything but happy for the news she wanted to share with him. The first time around she worried he’d want to stay for the baby, now Rayen found she was worried he wouldn’t want to.
As Tai came into the kitchen she smiled crossing the room to kiss him and be near him. “It wears off as the day goes on.” She said truthfully the sickness usually done by mid morning, the tiredness was something she knew she just had to work through. “I could do with a nap.” She said glancing at the clock and wondering if she could take a nap to before starting dinner and Claire coming home.
There was no talking around it and Ray knew she had to be open right from the start, this news was a good thing; a happy thing. “I’m not sick.” she stated, “I mean not some 24 hours thing or bug. I’m actually perfectly well.” She said smiling brightly, feeling the excitement she knew should go with this sort of revelation; the excitement the first pregnancy lacked.
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