| 6 months later . . . �Ready, sweetheart? We�re gonna be late, as always� �Gimme just one more minute! I think my Mom will wait with the dinner . . .Gee . .� Deianeira sighed and sat back on the couch, staring down at her enlarged belly. �Moby Dick is nothin compared with me . . .� Out of the blue, Scott stood next to her, smiling down at her. �Need some help, Moby Dick . uhm . .sorry . .I mean . . Deianeira?� �Very funny, Mr.My-girlfriend-is-pregnant-and-I�ve-got-nothin-else-to-do-than-make-fun-of-her! Instead of being so silly, you could help me make it off of this couch.� �Alright, alright . .� said Scott, still laughing. �Wow . .�Deianeira looked down at the couch. �We should put this couch somewhere else. This is a real danger for the human race.� �No hun � just for big, white whales.� Deianeira gave Scott a punishing look and punched him in the side. �Stop it Scott!!� She looked up and sighed �Please God � grant me daughter, I�ll beg you . . .another Scott I couldn�t make it!� �Uhmm . .Don�t hurt me, but wouldn�t you agree that God actually doesn�t actually listen to big, white whales?� He gazed at her funnily and she could see little devils dancing around in his eyes. �Oh well � I give up. You won. I just won�t upset my baby anymore....� She sighed dramatically and put her hand on her huge tummy. Immediately Scott raised his eyes and looked full of concern at his girlfriend . �Is everythin alright? Do you feel okay?� �Gee . .I�m fine . .just wanted to shock u a little . .you deserved it . .� Now she grinned with little devils in her eyes at him and pulled him close to her. �But what I really wanted to say is that I love you and couldn�t have made it without you the last six months. After I lost our first child, I thought I would never be able to have another one, but you were there and loved me . .that was all I needed. .� �And you were all I needed . .� As their lips met, they lost any sense of time, until their baby decided to become overactive. "Wow!" Scott looked disbelieving at Deianeira�s stomach. �Our son totally kicks ass, in every sense of the word!� �Our son? Heaven forbid . . . . . � - The End - � by Mary_Jane_No1 aka Babsi Don�t use/copy/or whatever this story without my permission All lyrics are written by Sister Hazel |
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