The Right Life | By : PiratesWench Category: S through Z > Secret Window Views: 2030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ted stood
next to Amy’s bed, holding her hand in
Amy’s voice
was shaky when she answered. “I…I
just…Ted, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
Ted wanted to
ask so many things. Why did she go to
Mort? Why didn’t she tell him about a
miscarriage? However, he knew that now
was not the best time. “Amy, do you
still want to marry me?”
I want…my
life back. “Of course I do,
Ted. I think I just must be
nervous. I mean, you know what happened
in my last marriage.”
He
smiled. “Yeah, you came to me. Not a bad ending, really.”
Amy did not
return his smile. “What if it doesn’t
work, Ted? What if…”
“Shh…Amy,
we’ve been together long enough to know it’ll work…”
“I was with
Mort for…”
Ted sat on
the edge of her bed. “Let’s leave him
out of this, O.K.?” Needing to know
whether or not Amy had lied about something more important than money, Ted just
had to ask, “Amy, I don’t want to upset you, honey, but…were you really
pregnant?”
“I…” Amy began to sob. “Ted, I’m so sorry.” She
repeated herself. “I don’t know what’s
wrong with me…” She paused, sucking in
a ragged breath. “It’s the second baby
I’ve lost and…”
“Honey, it’s
all right,” Ted said, stroking her hair.
“Did you think I’d be mad?”
“Disappointed,”
she said softly. “I was scared of
things…changing.”
Ted once
again smiled at his fiancé. “We can
always try again.”
“That’s what
Mort said, but things were never the same.
We grew apart and…”
Ted’s temper
tried to rise, but he pushed it down.
“I am not Mort Rainey, Amy.
You need to remember that. He’s
a…”
“There’s
nothing wrong with him, Ted! His wife
is having his baby and…God…it’s me!
Can’t you see it? You’ll find a
reason to push me away and…” Her sobs
turned violent and her entire being shook.
Ted held her as tightly as he could without hurting her.
After a few
moments, Amy settled, but Ted worried about her getting upset again. He called for a doctor ann a n a quiet
conversation across the room, they decided that a little sedation was in Amy’s
best interest. It’s a shame that
doctors aren’t always right…
Meanwhile…
Mort helped
Alex out of his Exterra, being overly cautious in everything he did. "> As they walked through the foyer and towards
the stairs, he said, “Take it all in, baby, because you won’t be seeing much more
than our bedroom until it’s…” He placed
his hand on Alex’s stomach. “…her time
to move.”
Alex sighed
deeply. “Aren’t bed rest and couch rest
the same thing?”
He smiled at
her. “If you’re a really good girl,
we’ll take fieldtrips down here, O.K.?”
A laugh, albeit a small one, came from Alex. Mort felt like it had been an eternity since he heard that sound –
the day before felt as though it was a lifetime away. Mort looked at his wife with sincere eyes. “I love that sound.”
“I’m glad
that you can make it come out of me,” she said, a small smile playing on her
lips.
Mort had explained what happened
between he and Ted on the car ride home.
Alex was more than relieved at how honest her husband was with her,
however, she still felt uneasy not knowing Amy’s real reason for showing up on their
doorstep. For the time being, she was
more concerned with the baby and did her best to let thoughts of Amy sit in the
back of her mind.
Mort helped
Alex into bed, then called Karen to let her know that they are home and that he
was ready for Julia. He crawled into
bed next to his wife and kissed the top of her head. “This won’t be so bad, hm?”
“No, not bad
at all.” As long as we don’t get
anymore uninvited guests.
“She’s going to
go home, Alex,” Mort whispered.
Alex’s eyes
widened. “I didn’t…How did…”
Mort
chuckled. “I know your mind. I also know the hormone thing.” He held her tighter. “Most importantly, I know you. Makes things easier, doesn’t it?”
Alex let her
body relax. “It really does. Ted’s taking her back?”
“As soon as
she’s discharged.”
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