Chapter 3
~Shae-Lynn�s POV~ Elvis�s plane was scheduled to land in 20 minutes. It was 15-minute drive from my house to the airport and I was still barfing my guts out. The morning sickness had started a few days ago, soon after my return from Worlds. It was definitely not the most pleasant aspect of the pregnancy. And now it was going to make me late. Finally recovering, I stood up and hurried out to my car. I hoped Elvis was still waiting. *** ~Elvis�s POV~ Where was Shae? She was usually somewhat punctual, but the plane had landed almost half and hour ago and she still hadn�t shown up. Was I supposed to wait? I had just about decided to call a cab when Shae walked in. She was wearing faded blue jeans and a black leather jacket. Her hair was swept back in a messy ponytail and her face had a strange greenish tint to it. Her eyes swept the lobby and when our gazes locked, I smiled and she blushed slightly. I walked over and gave her a hug. Without a word, she grabbed my hand and led me out to where she�d parked her car. She hopped in on the driver�s side and reached over to unlock my door. I slid in and we drove off. �So why were you so late?� I inquired. �Ask me again later� �How were the Worlds?� �Fine. I won�t bore you with the details. I�m sure you watched on TV.� The conversation (if you can even call it a conversation) continued like that throughout the ride, with me trying to get Shae to say something and her answering my questions in the fewest amount of words possible. She seemed unusually closed off, Shae normally being a very open and cheerful person. At least, she was almost always open and cheerful around me. I�d never been to her apartment before and looked around curiously when we arrived. It seemed like she had vacuumed recently as there was very little dust anywhere. In contrast to the clean floors however she hadn�t made her bed and there was a glass left on the table next to a carton of orange juice. Shae plunked down on the couch and I moved to join her, sitting at the other end of the seat. It was �later� so I decided to try my question again. �So, why were you so late.� Looking away Shae answered me quietly, �I had a touch of morning sickness.� �Oh,� then it hit me, �What!� �Did I forget to mention? I�m pregnant, Elvis.� I sat there at a total loss for words. To put it simply, I was stunned. �I�m the father?� It was almost more of a statement than a question. �Of course!� she replied her eyes flashing in anger that I�d even bothered to wonder, �I would never cheat on you!� I moved over on the couch and put my arm around her shoulders. * * * ~Shae-Lynn�s POV~ Relaxing now that Elvis knew, I leaned my head against his shoulder and snuggled closer. �Do you want to get married? �Cause if you want to get married we can get married.� Poor Elvis. He sounded so nervous. He would never have said something like that normally. �I don�t know. I�m sure it would be better for the baby but we really haven�t been dating for that long. I don�t know if I�m ready to get married. �If you�re not sure then let�s wait. I love you but I don�t want to get married for the wrong reasons. If I get married I want it to last and I want it to be because I love the girl and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I don�t want it to be because of a mistake. Marriages based on mistakes don�t last.� I reached for the remote and switched on the TV. What Elvis was saying was true and I knew that I felt the same way. �Let�s wait. Let�s not get married now. We can always get married later if we decide we want to.� I flipped through the channels until I came to the movie The Usual Suspects. It was half over but it being my favourite movie, I�d seen it so many times I could probably recite. Elvis�s voice interrupted my thoughts, �Have you told Vic yet?� �No I thought you should be the first to know. I�ve been late for morning practice the last couple days though. I�m sure he knows that something�s up. To tell the truth, I�m kinda worried about how our coach will take the news.� * * * ~Elvis�s POV~ The couch was uncomfortable and I couldn�t sleep. The clock had struck 1 at least a quarter of an hour ago. I decided to get up for a glass of water. Walking past the door to Shae-Lynn�s room I thought I heard something. Back tracking, I stood close to her door and listened. There it was again, there was no mistaking it this time. Shae was crying. I pushed open her door open softly and entered her bedroom for the first time. It was pale blue. There were clothes scattered on the floor and sports posters plastered all over the walls. Shae was curled up on the bed wrapped in a blanket. She was clutching something and as I got closer I realized it was a picture. I sat down on the edge of the bed and put an arm around her shoulders. �Shhh,� I soothed, �What�s the matter?� I took the picture from her grasp and glancing at it, placed it on the bedside table. It was a picture of her, Vic, and her family. Brokenly Shae started to tell me what she had been thinking about. �I�m worried about what Vic will say when he finds out that I�m pregnant. What if he doesn�t want to skate with me any more?� �We both know Vic and he would never do that. He might get a little bit upset but he would never stop skating with you. He�d never give up something he loves so much!� �I guess. I�m certain that Tatiana will be upset, and Nikolai. And how will my parents feel about my having a baby out of wedlock? I don�t even know how you really feel,� Shae finished in a whisper. �If Tatiana gets mad it isn�t the end of the world. You�re parents know that their daughter is the most talented, beautiful, female ice-dancer in the World. I�m sure they can deal with this. It might comfort them to know that you aren�t perfect. As for me, well, it�s a bit of a shock and I certainly hadn�t planned on having children at this point I know that I will love this baby. How could I not? It�s a part of you and I love everything about you.� She smiled slightly at my last remark but it vanished quickly. �Women die in childbirth all the time. It�ll hurt sooo much. What if I can�t recover in time for Nationals? Then Vic and Tatiana will really be mad. And I�m only 26! I�m not sure that I�m going to be able to take care of this baby! Most of the girls that I grew up with did a lot of baby sitting but I was always too busy with skating!� Tears had started running down her cheeks again and I kissed her softly. �It�s OK. Everything will work out. Hardly anyone dies having kids anymore. I�m sure they�ll give you stuff to ease the pain. You�re going to be a great mother.� I continued to murmur small reassurances in her ear until she stopped crying. �Are you alright now?� �Yes.� I started to stand up, thinking that she should try to get some more sleep. �No! Please don�t leave. Just hold me for a little while longer. Please?� How could I possibly refuse that? I lay down and took my damp girlfriend in my arms. I watched as her shaky breathing finally settled into the steady pattern of sleep. Shifting her slightly in my arms, I found a more comfortable position. I was going to be a father. * * * ~Shae-Lynn�s POV~ I woke up knowing that I couldn�t put off telling Vic for any longer. It had to be today. I had been waiting until Elvis knew as I felt that he deserved to be the first to know. Now I had run out of excuses. I had to tell Vic. I left Elvis at home and walked the two blocks to Vic�s house. I could have waited until practice the next day but I felt better getting this off my back. Maikki answered the door, looking somewhat surprised to see me. �Hi. Is Vic around?� �Hey Shae,� called Vic as he strolled into the room, �What can I do for you?� �We have to talk. Can I come in?� Maikki nodded and I walked into the room. Seeing how nervous I was, Makki said, �If I�m not needed I will go wash the dishes.� I nodded and she headed for the kitchen. Vic sat down in an armchair and I seated myself across from him. My palms were damp so I wiped them on my jeans and got straight to the point, knowing that if I didn�t I�d chicken out. �Uhh, Vic, I�m pregnant.� The smile vanished from his face and he stared at me. �Since when? And are you willing to tell me who the father is?� �Since the Olympics,� my gaze shifted to my hands and I continued, �Elvis is the father.� �Have you told him yet?� Vic asked. �Yeah. He and James both know. I�m really sorry about this Vic,� I said, meeting his eyes, �I know that this affects you too. It was an accident.� �You�re going to have the baby then?� �Of course! I could never have an abortion. That just seems wrong.� �Well then, I guess we�ll be taking this fall off.� He was sooo sweet. There was no other partner like him in the entire world! * * * ~Elvis�s POV~ �Bring, bring!� �Hello?� Answered a woman�s voice. �Hi. It�s me.� �Elvis! It�s great to hear from you honey. How�s everything going?� �Well, pretty good. We have a bit of a situation but other than that�� �What kind of a situation?� My mother asked suspiciously. �Well...� �You�re going pro?� �No.� �Your coach wants to quit?� �No.� �Then tell me!� �Oh, come on. Just keep guessing.� �You knocked someone up, and now you�re getting married.� �Well, not exactly.� �What?!? That was supposed to be a joke! Tell me everything!� �Um. How well do you know the female Canadian skating champions?� �You slept with Jamie? I thought she was dating David.� �She is mom. It�s not her.� �I could have sworn Jennifer Robinson was engaged.� �She is. Not her either.� �It�s not that dancer is it? The one with the bleached hair?� �She has a name ya know.� �Oh my God, you did knock-up the ice dancer! Are you getting married?� �No we aren�t.� She was hyperventilating by now. Her worst fears had come true. �You irresponsible brat! It�s your fault and you will fix it!� �Fix it how?� I was kinda curious to hear her opinion on this. �Either marry the girl, have an abortion, or put the baby up for adoption.� �What! Are you crazy? Shae doesn�t want to get married, we discussed it. She flatly refused to even discuss an abortion, and I wouldn�t want somebody else to raise my child!� �She doesn�t want to marry you? What is she, a typical blonde?� �No she�s not. Give her a chance.� �You�re thirty-years-old. Feel free to ruin your life. I, however, will have nothing to do with it. Good-bye!� With that she hung up. I figured she�d take a few hours to calm down and realize that she wanted another grandchild. ~Shae-Lynn�s POV~ After two more blissfully romantic days with Elvis, he had to go home and I had to go back to work. The morning sickness didn�t stop and by my 5th week I was getting very frustrated. As was bound to happen, my mother called to discuss Worlds. I had called her soon after getting the silver medal but obviously she wasn�t satisfied. �Bring, bring� �Hello?� �Hello, Shae.� �Mom, I wasn�t expecting you to call.� I groaned inwardly. Please let me have finished with the morning sickness. �What, aren�t I allowed to call my own daughter?� �Yes mom, of course you are.� I swallowed trying to hold back the onslaught of nausea, �Do you think I could call you back in ten minutes or so?� �Well, sure. Is everything all right?� �Yeah. Bye.� With that I hung up the phone and ran for the bathroom, thinking to myself, never again. It was almost a quarter of an hour before I felt well enough to call my mother back. �Bring, bring.� �Hello.� �Hi, mom.� �Are you sure everything is alright?� �Yes, mom.� �Fine, what�s new with you?� �Not much. We�ve been training a bit. Vic is getting married at the start of September and then he�s going on his honeymoon until November.� �That�s a fairly long honeymoon. Where are they going?� �I don�t think they�ve decided yet. There�s a long story behind the length though.� �What kind of story?� My mother asked, her inborn curiosity kicking in. �A very long one.� �Shae-Lynn!� �What?� �You�re frustrating me!� �So?� �Alright. Are you dating anyone at the moment?� �Mom! Mind your own business!� I protested futilely. �Sorry, sorry. Are you?� �Yes. Happy now?� �Not completely. Who�s the guy.� �He�s a skater.� �Is it that Russian? The Olympic champion? He is sooo hot!� �Mom! It�s not him. Though I�ll admit, he is kinda cute!� �Another Canadian?� �Yes. And he�s wonderful. But no matter how much you pry I am not going to give you his name.� �What about Elvis?� �I should get going now,� I replied, trying to escape the question. �Shae-Lynn, it�s Elvis isn�t it?� �Maybe.� �That means yes.� �No it doesn�t!� � I live with your eighteen-year-old sister. Trust me. Maybe means yes.� �Fine.� �Ha! You admit it! Are you sleeping with him?� �Mom! I�m going to hang up on you!� �What�s got you so grumpy?� �Lots of things.� �Such as? Care to elaborate?� �Well, you for one. On the one day I don�t have to be up for a morning practise you decide to call. By the way, you�re going to be a grandmother again.� With that I hung up. The phone rang again almost immediately. �Hello?� �What?!?� �Shae-Lynn is not home at the moment. Please leave a message and she will consider calling you back.� I spouted, trying to sound like an answering machine. Then I hung up. It didn�t work, the phone rang for the third time. I almost didn�t pick it up.� �Yes?� �Do not hang up on me young lady!� �Do you want something?� �How about an explanation?� �Of what?� �You know perfectly well what I mean.� �Well, I�m going to have a baby so that means you�ll be a grandmother again. Is that clear enough for you.� �Who�s the father?� �Elvis.� �When did you get pregnant?� �Olympics.� �Are you getting married?� �No. We talked about it, but�� Eventually, she got all of the answers she wanted and let me go back to sleep.
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