Is forever possible?

 

Sequel to: BAM, At long last Love!

 

This was the Final chapter to BAM, At long last Love!  You might find it helpful to read before Chapter 1 of the Sequel.  Also as for the Disclaimers All characters are owned by ABC and AMC except for those of my own creation of which there are many in this story. This story will have ratings from PG-13 to NC-17 so be prepared for scenes with sex between women, and if you don’t care for that feel free to skip over those chapters which will be clearly marked.  This is an adult story so their will be adult language as well and most chapters will be rated R because of that.  Now off with our story.

 

(Rated PG-13)

 

7 years later:  Maggie’s POV (of course)

 

I don’t know where the time has gone.  It’s been seven amazing years since the Erica nightmare and please don’t get me wrong, it’s not as if I think about those days all the time, it’s just…well today is the 7th anniversary of the “event.” That’s what the four of us have come to call it, when we do speak of it, which isn’t often.  But as each year has come and gone, the four of us have come to realize our lives changed forever that day.  And in no small way we have Erica Kane to thank for that.  A fact that both Lena and I are certain has her turning in her grave. Though Bianca assured us there is no grave.  But we really don’t care; Lena and I just enjoy the image of La Kane rotating, even if she doesn’t have one.  Especially on the nasty weather days when our old war wounds tend to nag and bother us, leading L and I to curse La Kane once again.

 

You probably want to know what all has happened in the past seven years. God where to begin?  Well, first of all yours truly has become a full fledged doctor here in Paris. A respected Pediatric Surgeon, now don’t laugh, I’m an adult now, not the crazy horny kid you once knew.  Ok, so I am still horny, especially when near my Bianca, but now it’s more like 20 hours a day, instead of 24/7.  Well a woman has to sleep sometime, right? Actually between our two schedules we are lucky if we get to see each other for more then a few hours a day, but we work very hard to spend as many evenings and weekends together as possible, and several fabulous weeks of vacation a year, when we can.

 

Bianca, my rock and my life, became an amazing business woman.  She inherited all of “Enchantment” from La Kane.  And with Lena’s expertise and Lee’s business connections, the three of them turned Enchantment into an Empire even La Kane never could have imagined.  The cosmetic business grew and they purchased growth companies who do research in medical cures by studying the human genes and their relationship to illness.  Bianca even opened a private clinic, The Montgomery-Stone Clinic, for families with children who have terminal illnesses.  The facility can care for over a hundred patients and house their families as well, so the children need not be separated from their loved ones during their treatments or recovery from surgery.  This is where Bianca spends the bulk of her time, overseeing the operations and spending time with the children and their families.   She is also the Chairman of the Board, which I like to change to Head Mistress just to torment her, of the parent company that has control over all the business’s she, Lena and Lee have formed over the years.  Lena is the CFO and Lee the COO and these two mega talents make sure this all runs like clock work.  They named the parent company New Horizons, Inc.  And I, of course, work as a surgeon at our clinic, but also with two other hospitals in the city.  Like I said before, we’re all pretty busy.

 

As for our private lives, you probably guessed, Bianca and I did finally get married and it’s been a little over 6 wonderful years.  Lee and Lena married as well; it was actually a double ceremony, which was very cool.  We did not, however, honeymoon together, after all even we four aren’t that close. Kundera took Rodgers to Switzerland for their honeymoon; and Bianca and I went to the Grand Cayman Islands for two weeks.  Since then there have been a few joint vacations for the four of us, but mostly B and I like to get away from business and everything and just be by ourselves with our twin girls Frankie and Katie, who turned 3 this year.  I know, kids, hard to believe. I still don’t know how Bianca talked me into having a baby when I was in the middle of med school and my Internship. But that woman has mad skills and can pretty much get me to do anything she wants between the use of those skills and her pouty face. But I will never regret having our girls, though I could have done without the 9 months of pregnancy and labor; but they were all a small price to pay for the love these two precious little girls have brought into our lives.

 

Our little girls stay at the Clinic with B and me all day.  Well not with us per say, but we do see them throughout the day.  They have a wonderful Au Pair, Greta, who is 19 and hopelessly in love with Lena; much to Lee’s dismay, but to Bianca’s and my never ending amusement.  We just can’t help but torment both of them about it whenever we get a chance.  Oh and Greta isn’t the only one with a mad crush on Kundera, it seems our Katie does too.  She gets all silly, giggles and blushes anytime Lena smiles at her or holds her, playing endlessly with Lena’s dimples with her tiny fingers.  It’s all too cute for words. But Bianca and I love it, because if it weren’t for Lena, Bianca and I wouldn’t be together, nor would we have had the chance to have our babies or our amazing lives.  I think you have gathered by now I am Lena’s biggest fan and she is my best bud.  I know, who would have thought that would happen, but almost dying really changes a person’s views on everything.  And I knew better then most what Lena had risked saving mine.  The month we spent in that room together, recovering from our wounds helped us both bury our pasts and build a bond of friendship and trust time would never erase.  Kundera will always be my hero and that of my family.  So if one of my kids has the good taste to have a small crush on her, I say way to go kiddo. Even Lee thinks it’s adorable, and is using the love Lena and little Katie have for each other to try and talk Kundera into letting her have a baby too.  But I know something Lee doesn’t yet. Lena has already decided she wants to have a family as well and has started to look into the donor situation.  It’s a Christmas surprise for Lee. And both Bianca and I can’t wait to be there when Lena tells her.  B and I know they are both going to make world class parents.

 

Lena is freaking out these days, her 40th Birthday will happen in a few months, while Bianca is turning 29 in February.  And Lee and I are the soon to be 30 year olds in the New Year.  This being the main reason Lee wants to start a family now.  Just watching Bianca and I chasing after two little ones, the past few years, has shown them how much it takes to be a parent, but like I said before I know they will be great. After all they already make fantastic Aunts. 

 

As for Grandparents, sadly we haven’t any paternal or maternal GP’s for our kids and Lee’s Parents are non-existent in her life. The only time we have met them was at the wedding, and they only stayed for a day.  But we have a surrogate GM in Anna.  She is still living here in Paris as well and spends as much time with the kiddos as possible.  She married a wonderful retired business man from the states, Stephen Baxter, who might as well be their Grand Father, because he spoils them like little French royalty and they adore him and Anna. So much so, when their Mom and I discipline them, they will often beg to be allowed to go live with Nana and Papa, or their other hero Lena.  But Bianca and I adore the little rug rats and wouldn’t trade them in for anything.

 

Bianca is the real anchor of our little family and friends.  She is the perfect corporate boss; motivating her staff and management with respect, trust and fairness, oh and excellent pay.  There have been a few bad apples over the years, but Lena and Lee have always been able to flush them out with great speed and efficiency, keeping the organizations running and everyone very happy and fulfilled by their jobs.  Not the kind of thing you see a lot in business.  The three of us marvel at Bianca’s patience and talent to inspire loyalty, and her endless capacity for love as a friend, Mother and wife.

 

Fortunately with me being on the medical end of things, I stay out of Bianca’s, Lena’s and Lee’s way when it comes to all that business stuff.  The only part I hate with my job is the initial interview sessions with the Parents of any new sick child we consider admitting to the center.  It never seems to fail, no matter how many years we have been doing this, people still think Dr. Stone is a man.  This is because they have heard a married couple runs the center and they know Bianca is a woman, so they assume I am the husband.  We have actually lost patients because their parents couldn’t handle the fact a married Gay couple runs the facility.  It doesn’t happen often, but enough to still really burn my chops.  Bianca is much more resigned to it all, than I am.  But then she has always been the sensible and adult one in this relationship, thank God.  I have learned, however, to keep my views to myself during intense sessions, but that is due to years of therapy and a very patient wife, who spoils me with much love after such occasions.  I am truly one lucky woman on so many levels.

 

Now the upside to my work, besides treating the terrific kids of course, is my office.  Some have been known to call it the “Play Room.”  Bianca says it shows the healthy 5 to 12 year old not so hidden child in me.  And I couldn’t agree more.   I want the children to feel safe and unthreatened when they meet me for the first time.  After all they are already pretty scared when they come to meet their surgeon; they don’t need to see some sterile, cold unfeeling office that reeks of rubbing alcohol.  So I have all shapes and sizes of stuffed animals and pinball machines surrounding the office, and the walls are covered in Bugs Bunny cartoon characters with a light blue background.  My Favorite stuff animal is the six foot Bugs Bunny that sits in the far left corner of my office.  I often have the parents leave for 30 minutes so I can talk to the kiddo alone and get to know them and see how they are handling their illness and the pending surgery.  When I do I usually ask the child if they would like to sit on Bugs lap while we talk, and I sit on the floor with them.  I have yet to have a child that didn’t choose to sit on that lap…well wouldn’t you if you were them?  I know I would.  They often take the rabbit’s arms and wrap them around them as we talk.  Oh and by the way, Bugs was a gift from my three amigos of course.  A good luck gift when we opened the clinic.

 

But enough about work and such, Greta and my kids will be here soon.  I just wanted a few quiet moments to myself before the two little hurricanes arrived.  Well actually one hurricane, Miss Frankie, and her adoring shadow Katie.  I love them more then life, but I am the first to admit they are exhausting.  Frankie is just like her namesake and Katie is actually the sweet and quiet one; but Frankie torments and taunts her into doing all kinds of things Katie never would do on her own, but she adores her older twin and would blindly follow her off a cliff.  Something I truly pray never happens as they grow older.

 

It didn’t surprise me when Frankie came out of me first.  You might ask how I knew the first one was Frankie; well let me tell you that kid came out with an attitude to beat the band.  I know people say newborns can’t really see, and hell I am a doctor and I know these things, but Francis Lee Montgomery Stone exited my womb scowling, yes you heard me folks scowling and glaring at me like I had spent the last nine months misinforming her as to the real situation here in the real world.  I swear this kid thought she would be walking, talking and driving from day one.  She was just plain pissed.  To this day she still gives me the evil eye when she suspects I am in some way holding her back from being the 25 year old she believes she is.  Bianca thinks it’s cute, but she’s not the one on the receiving end of that look.  Besides Frankie learned very quickly to suck up to Bianca with the Stone charm and pretty much gets anything she wants from Mommy 2, well some of the time.  But I have to give the kid her due, she learned from the master….Me.  

 

Now as for our Katie, Miss Kathryn Lena Montgomery-Stone, our little princess, she might be the spitting image of me as well, but she is Bianca’s little girl all the way. She has Bianca’s smile, her sweet, loving and patient personality and a heart of pure gold.  She’s also the mini healer in the family, so I guess she takes after me that way. When Frankie injures herself, which is only 3-4 times a day, it is her loving sister Katie who patches her up and kisses her booboo’s. Though tough little Frankie would never admit she ever cries or has girly things like booboo’s.  She has war wounds and injuries….please don’t even ask.  I did mention she is just like her namesake, right?   But these two are the best kiddos in the world. 

 

While Frankie might be a challenge, she has a big heart too and when she loves she loves hard.  But God help you if you disappoint or betray that love, she will never give it back.  We all learned this when she had a little best friend who played with her in the daycare at the clinic.  She was the daughter of my surgical nurse Martha, and her name was Amy.  The little darling chose a little boy, by the name of Kevin, to play with her instead of Frankie for a week and when Kevin got bored with his little friend and dropped her for another, Amy returned to Frankie to play with her.  But our Frankie crossed her arms over her little chest, spit on Amy’s shoe, turned and stormed off.  Never to speak to little Amy ever again, though the poor child tried several times to speak with my precious, but to no avail.  Hey they don’t call us Stones for nothing folks.  No one breaks through the “Stone wall.”  No one…well except Bianca Montgomery.  But you already knew that.

 

Another major news event from the Montgomery-Stone clan, Bianca is pregnant.  That’s right folks; we are expecting another little rug rat in approximately seven months from now.  Can we say pregnant woman in the summer heat. I get chills just thinking about it. Hell, I’m already saving up large quantities of Prozac for me and my friends for those happy days.  But seriously Bianca and I couldn’t be happier.  We haven’t told anyone yet, not even the kiddos.  We want to wait till the end of the third month just to be safe.  And as for it being a boy or girl we really don’t care, we just want this child to be healthy.  And if that doesn’t happen, he or she will have the best medical care and a loving family to see them through any and all trials no matter what.  Because the Montgomery-Stone clan takes care of their own and the people they love.

 

And speaking of my clan, I hear the not so quiet tiny running feet of our twin 3 year olds heading this way.

 

“Maggie sweetie, the children are wired, are you ready to head home?  We need to get them home, bathed and ready for dinner with Lee and Lena,” Bianca said, holding my office door open for the impending entrance of our twins.

 

“Bathed before dinner, but wh…” My question went unanswered once I saw both Francis and Kathryn smiling at me and each holding one of Greta’s hands.  Let’s just say, my children weren’t the only ones needing a bath when they got home.  Greta and the little hellions were covered from head to toe in a rainbow of colored paints.  Each one standing tall and grinning from ear to ear, like an advertisement for a Tide commercial.

 

“Well, well, no need to ask you three what we did this afternoon, is there?” I said, kneeling before our very gifted children.  Inspecting the damage as Frankie tried to go to hug me.

 

“Francis, what did I tell you before we saw Mommy?”

 

“Don’t get her dirty, Mama?” Frankie pouted, her smile gone and her head hanging down as her little foot pushed against the floor.

 

“That’s right sweetie,” Bianca said, winking at me.

 

“But we had the bestest time, Mama and I missed you and Mommy sooooooo much. I just wanted my hug,” the little blonde said with her arms and hands making big exaggerated motions as she spoke.

 

“Me too,” little Kate echoed softly, matching her sister’s pout and stance.

 

“Oh what the hell,” I said, opening my arms and letting both of them charge at me and hug me with every once of strength their little bodies had.  What did it matter, I had plenty of these white doctor coats, and the paint was water based anyway…I hoped.

 

“Don’t worry, Doctor Stone, it will wash out, I promise,” Greta chimed in.  I just smiled at the young woman and let my girls shower me with their love and their many lovely colored paints.

 

Bianca on the other hand said her corporate attire would not withstand the attack and begged our little darlings to wait till we got home for her hugs.  They nodded and smiled, seemingly content to turn their Mommy into part of their art project, while saving Mama from that fate till later.  I didn’t care, balancing one daughter on each hip was something I never tired of and dreaded the day when they would be too big for me to do it any longer.

 

Hugs done, the five of us headed home to prepare for our Dinner at home with Lee and Lena, who were to arrive around 6:00pm.

 

(A little side note, you will find the way Frankie speaks is a little advanced for her years, while Kate doesn’t speak with the same adult tenor Frankie does. Frankie, as Maggie mentioned above, acts like she is a 25 year old trapped in a child’s body, and was walking and talking much earlier then Kate. And has picked up Maggie’s lingo over the years, much to both Bianca’s and Maggie’s chagrin.)

 

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“Mommy, why are you giving us ouwa bath instead of Gweta?” Katie asked.

 

“Two reason’s sweetie, one I wanted to and two we gave Greta the night off. She has a date tonight.”

 

“Wow, so she finally bagged Lena, huh?” Frankie said, raising her little fist in the air and pulling it down quickly in the sign of success her Mother Maggie uses all too often.

 

“Fwankie bad,” Katie muttered unhappily, pushing her sister away from her.

 

“That’s right Katie, Frankie bad,” Maggie scowled, though secretly smiling inside.

 

Frankie crossed her arms over her little chest and pouted.  “phewy,” she muttered and turned her back to both her little twin and her Mother.

 

“Don’t pout, Frankie, and for your information Greta didn’t “bag” Lena.  She has a date with Nancy’s daughter, Sara,”

 

Frankie whipped her head and body around and grabbed the edge of the tub so fast water went pouring out over the side of the tub. 

 

“HOT SARA!!” Frankie shouted,  “Oh my GOD, Greta’s not comin’ home tonight,” the little blonde said in her best sing song voice and a huge evil grin on her face.

 

Maggie still kneeling beside the tub drenched in water now; covered her face with both hands and shook her head.

 

“Just what is going on in here?” Bianca asked.  Her back leaning against the door frame as she looked questioningly at both her mate and their children.

 

“Mama did you hear?  Greta bagged Sara and they have a hot date tonight.  Someone’s gona get some lovin’ tonight,” Frankie sang, as she stood up and danced in the tub.

 

“Mary Margaret Stone!” Bianca barked. “This is your fault,”

 

Maggie knew it was true, Frankie was like a parrot, she picked up everything she ever heard her Mommy say, even when Maggie didn’t know she was within earshot of her parents. Which was most of the time, since the little sneak would spy on her Mothers incessantly like it was her favorite sport, which it was.  Maggie also knew there was no sense in trying to talk her way out of this mess.  It was best just to agree with her wife and hope that something happened to change the subject.  And as the good Lord would have it, something or someone did.

 

“So this is where you all are.  We have been knocking and calling out for all of you forever,” Lee said, while slipping her arm under Lena’s and snuggling up to her wife.

 

“Hello Katie,” Lena said, with her trademark dimpled grin.  The little shy blonde giggled and played with her wet toes, blushing all the time, “Hi Aunty Lena,” she answered back.

 

“Don’t I get a hello too, princess?” Lee asked with a smile.

 

“Uh huh, Hi Aunty Lee,” Katie laughed and covered her mouth as she did.

 

“Hey Aunty Lena, Did you hear…” Frankie’s mouth was stilled by Maggie’s hands, as she picked her willful daughter up with one hand and kept the other over her troublesome lips.  Frankie wasn’t amused, kicking and struggling every inch of the way, as Maggie and now Bianca tried to keep her quiet and dry her wet little frame off.

 

“Did we hear what?” Lena sarcastically asked, knowing full well she shouldn’t.

 

“Nothing,” Bianca struggled to answer, as she held Frankie down on the soft bathroom rug.

 

“Frankie stop it, or you will go to bed without your dinner, do you hear me?’ Maggie finally threatened, having enough of this nonsense.

 

Frankie stopped cold giving Maggie her death stare, but Maggie didn’t care. She shrugged her shoulders and turned to help Katie out of the tub.

 

“Thank you, Frankie,” Bianca said, pulling her daughter to her chest and finished drying her. 

 

“I wuv you Mama,” Frankie purred in her best little girl voice, snuggling against Bianca’s neck. 

 

“I love you too baby girl.  Now let’s get you and your sister dressed so we can have a quiet dinner with your favorite Aunts,”

 

“OK Mamma,” the little fraud said sweetly, while sticking her tongue out at Katie as her Mama carried her to their room to get her dressed in her favorite Wonder Woman jammies and Wonder Woman Underoos.

 

Maggie carried Katie wrapped in a huge fluffy towel and saw the tongue action as Katie then sighed and said, “bad Fwankie,” and laid her tiny head on her Mother’s shoulder and sucked her thumb.

 

“Don’t worry baby, Frankie will be all smiles again as soon as we sit and have dinner. You’ll see,” Katie just nodded her little head and continued to suck her favorite thumb.

 

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The dinner had gone well thus far, no fights, no food thrown or dropped and everyone, including the twins, was having a good time.

 

“I should like to make a toast on this special evening, to the four Warrior Princesses whose love, trust, valor and friendship shall never waver.  To US!!” Lena said, standing proudly with her lover and two friends she called sister.  They all clinked their glasses and shouted “to Us” in agreement with her toast.

 

“That was perfect, Lena, thank you,” Bianca said with pride.

 

“Yes L, you are definitely the wordsmith of this motley crew, well done.” Maggie concurred.

 

“That’s my lady, all class, right sweetheart,”

 

Lena answered Lee by leaning down and planting a long kiss on her lover’s willing lips.

 

“OK you two, small eyes in the room, ladies,” Maggie smirked, nodding her head towards the twins, who were a little puzzled by this part of the evening’s events.

 

“What’s so special about tonight, Auntie Lena?”  Frankie finally asked and her twin agreed with a nod of her head.

 

“Well little ones this was the night, many years ago before you were both born, when the four of us knew we would be friends for life.  And for that we celebrate this day,”

 

“But Auntie Lena weren’t you and my Mama girlfriends once?” Frankie asked with a confused look on her little face.

 

“Yes baby girl, but that was only for a short time.  Because deep down I knew your Mother Maggie was your Mama’s one and only love, just like Auntie Lee is mine,”

 

“So you don’t love Mama any more?”

 

“I love both of your Mother’s, Frankie, and so does Auntie Lee.  We love them just like Katie and you love each other.  We are like sisters, bonded for life out of love and respect,”

 

“Wespec?” Tiny Katie asked?

 

“Respect Katie, that is…how can I explain this?  “You know how your Mothers tell you what you can and cannot do?” The shy little blonde shook her head yes to Lena, “and how good it makes you feel when your Mothers praise Frankie or you for doing something really well?”  “Uh huh,” Katie answered.

 

“Well sweetie that is respect.   You do what they tell you to do out of love and respect for your Mothers.”

 

“Nah, she just does that because she is a suck up,” Frankie said, poking her little sister in the ribs and smiling at her.

 

“Frankie!” both Maggie and Bianca scowled, reprimanding their problem child.

 

“Ok,” Frankie answered deciding to let this one go.

 

Lena and Lee quietly laughed at the eternal trouble maker. Frankie never failed to entertain and surprise the adults with her outbursts. 

 

“Well, I think it is time for two twins I know to go to bed,” Maggie said, rising from her chair and heading towards the girls.

 

“Ah Mommy, we want to stay up too and play with Aunty Lee and Lena,” Frankie moaned, looking to Katie for backup.  Her little sis nodding her tired head in agreement, but her half opened eyes belied the fact it was indeed time for little girls to go to bed.

 

“Sorry kiddo, it’s way past your bedtimes, so kiss Lee and Lena goodnight and your Mama and I will put you too bed,”

 

“If we have to go, we want the Aunts to tuck is in, Mommy,” Frankie begged, already starting to fade as well in her chair.

 

“We can do that,” Lee said, always excited to have the chance to put these two to bed.  So Lee picked up a tired and only slightly grumpy Frankie, while Lena scooped up her little niece Katie.  Both of the tiny blondes snuggled in the arms of the loving Aunts and begged for a story to be told before they went to sleep. 

 

While the Aunts took their precious nieces to bed, tucked them in and Lena told them another one of her tall tales her Father once told her.  Bianca and Maggie cleared the dishes and sat for a few moments with Maggie nestled in her wife’s lap and arms, each nursing a nice warm brandy.

 

“All asleep?” Maggie asked, as Lee and Lena returned from the children’s room.

 

“Yes, down for the count and sleeping like angels,” Lee said.

 

“Well one angel and one adorable little imp,” Bianca answered with a smirk to which they all agreed with and smiled. 

 

Maggie offered to get up and get the other two a brandy as well, but Lena said she could handle it. The two couples then sat together on the huge leather couch; Maggie on Bianca’s lap and Lee on Lena’s, sipping their brandies, enjoying the roaring fire before them and rejoicing in the love within the arms and hearts.  Life was good and was going to get a lot better and busier too.  But these four knew there was nothing they couldn’t handle, as long as they had their mates and each other.

 

The End

 

Stephanie   aka The Diva

 

 

Is forever possible?

 

Chapter 1   (Rated PG-13)

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

The holidays came and went; Bianca and I finally told Lee and Lena about our expected new child and shared the exciting news with our little girls as well.  Frankie is determined her new sibling be a little brother, but she won’t tell her Mother or I why.  I have to say the entire thing makes me more then a little nervous, and has been known to keep me up at nights.  I have images of her tormenting the hell out of the poor little guy and the child isn’t even born yet. Clearly I am going to have to keep a very close eye on these two when the time comes.  For now Bianca and I don’t actually know the gender and we have decided we would rather wait and see.  After all you only get so many real surprises in life and a new baby has to be one of the better ones.  Now as for Katie, she says she doesn’t care if it is a boy or girl, but she has told Lena, in secret, she would love a little sister to dress up and play with, but she’s sure she would love a little brother as well.  She’s just too cute for words.  She really is so like Bianca.

 

Lena was true to her word and surprised Lee with the news for Christmas that she wanted to pursue Lee’s interest in having a baby as well.  So she gave her all the pamphlets and showed her all the computer sites she had found, with the information they needed to get started.  As for Lee’s reaction to the news, well let’s just say none of us have ever seen her so happy or jump as high as when Lena broke the news.  Bianca and I of course shared our Doctors names and info, so they could see if they wish to go to the same ones that have helped us get pregnant. 

 

Needless to say it has been a very intense “baby zone” between our two households, since the beginning of the new year, with Lee and Lena trying to get her pregnant; and Bianca, me and the girls preparing for the newest Montgomery-Stone member.  I for one can tell you it hasn’t been boring and on any given day Lena and I really need a drink by the end of it.

 

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January and February came and went.  Bianca had her 29th Birthday, but was too nauseous with relentless morning sickness to enjoy it.  So I cancelled the Surprise Party at the Clinic, I had planned, and we spent the day with her in bed and me putting wet, cold washcloths on her forehead or the back of her neck, as she knelt before the porcelain god.  My heart really went out to her, as I watched her get sick over and over again.  And cry because she was so tired and sore. 

 

By nightfall the nausea had abated enough for her to join the kids and me in the family room to watch a movie, and have some hot tea and crackers.  While the kids and I had hamburgers, sodas and Birthday cake.  I then put a tiny piece of cake on a plate for B with one little candle and rested it on a table beside us, as I held her laid out on the sofa, watching the movie.  Frankie held Katie snuggled in her little lap with her back leaned against the sofa and her Mama’s fingers running through her blonde hair.  It was a warm and loving sight after the day B and I had had.

 

“Here sweetie, try and blow the candle out and at least try some of the cake,” I asked, picking up the cake again and offering it to Bianca.

 

“Yeah, Mama, it will bring you good luck, and maybe make you feel better,” Frankie said, looking up into her Mama’s eyes, her little sister nodding her head in agreement.  God I love these kids.

 

Bianca smiled and nodded her head, taking in a deep breath and blowing out her magic candle.  Frankie and Katie clapped for their Mama and wished her a Happy Birthday again, telling her how much they loved her and then went back to watching their movie.

 

“Thank you, Maggie,” Bianca whispered.

 

“Happy Birthday, baby, I wish you felt better,”

 

“Me too,” she sighed.  “But I am better then I was before,”

 

“I’m glad baby,” I said still holding the plate and kissing her forehead.

 

Then I thought maybe a little Stone humor might help, so I took my finger and dipped it into the icing on her cake and dabbed it onto the tip of her nose.

 

“Maggie!” Bianca exclaimed.  Making the little ones turn and look to see what their Mommy had done to Mama.  Frankie was the first to break into hysterical laughter, followed by her sister, me and then the birthday girl.

 

“Way to go, Mommy, you made Mama smile,”

 

And Frankie was right, Bianca was not only smiling but laughing like the rest of us, as color came back to her pale cheeks for the first time all day.  I then licked the icing off Bianca’s nose, when Bianca turned toward me to kiss her.

 

“Best icing ever, B, you really should try it,”

 

Bianca did just that, she cupped her hand behind my head and pulled me into a kiss; a very deep kiss that gave her more then just a taste of the icing I might add.  As the kiss heated up, Frankie turned Katie’s head back to the movie, as well as her own, and mumbled something about “mushy grownups and yucky kissing.”  Making Bianca and me stop our kiss and laugh. 

 

After that we all returned to watching the movie with all of us falling asleep in each others arms before the movie ended.  Maybe not the best Birthday, but a very special “family” one neither Bianca nor I would soon forget.

 

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It's approaching the end of March and my wife's moods are very much like March weather, unpredictable, interchangeable and often stormy. This pregnancy is not going well so far.  I don't mean the baby or Bianca are in danger, not that at all thank God. No, it's just my lovely spouse has been cursed with every freakin problem known to man.

 

Morning sickness that lasts all day and night, hemorrhoids…God, don't make me go there please. Over abundance of gas…can you spell relief? Very tender, swollen breast…oh sure you think that's great. So did I, till I realized I couldn't touch them…….EVER!!! A never ending desire for strange, exotic foods always at bizarre hours of the night. And you know that overactive sex drive most pregnant women have, like I did and B loved…well not my girl. No she is too sore, too nauseous, too pissed, too hot, too cold, too anything for me to even try and touch her let alone kiss her. This pregnancy is going down in the history books as the most horrible pregnancy ever, at least in my book.

 

I haven't been touched, held, kissed or cuddled since February 14th 3:23am of this new year and I am about to lose my freakin mind.  Look don’t get me wrong I adore Bianca, but sleep and sex deprivation are taking their toll on me.  And if it weren’t for Greta, I would be ready to give the kids to Lena and Lee and tell them to stop trying to have a baby of their own, just take ours.  It seems since their Mama’s moods turned black so have theirs, well for Frankie at least.  Katie is just depressed, but Frankie gives me nothing but grief and blames me for everything her Mama is going through.  And tells me I must be a terrible doctor not to be able to make their Mama better.  And maybe she’s right…hell most of the time I believe the same thing.  Why the hell can’t I make it better, but I can’t so I just grin and bear it.

 

B never sleeps so I never sleep. When she lets me go to work she calls me every hour on the hour to ask me to bring this that and the other thing home. I had to finally hire another doctor to take my place until the baby is born, so I can be with B most of the time. She won't let anyone else help her or take care of her. Lee and Lena have tried as have Anna and her hubby, but she has thrown all of them out and demanded that yours truly is all she wants and needs.

 

She says it is my fault, because when I was pregnant with the twins I used to tell her all the time, “I hope you go through this and much worse if you ever have one.” Hey how did I know that kind of shit can really work like that? I was pregnant. I didn't know what I was saying, especially in the delivery room. Hell you try pushing out twins through your woo hoo and get back to me. It was no walk in the park, let me tell you. And do not get on my case about using the term woo hoo, I am raising two little girls, the one is a freakin' parrot and repeats everything I say. So I have had to at least try and clean up my language, which is about 50% of the time.  Now where was I?  Oh yeah I am freakin’ exhausted, frustrated and pissed.  Other then that Life is Great!

 

Anyway, my beloved is sleeping now, so I am enjoying the peace while it lasts. The kids are with Greta and I am going to try and assuage my sexual frustrations by reading fanfic porn on the internet. What, never heard of it, well Lena had and showed me sites she thought I might enjoy.  She really is the best friend a woman can have, she and Google Search. 

 

Recently I have discovered this wonderful world of fuffy it is called. Don't know if any of you remember the show "Buffy the Vampire Slayer." Well a good friend of mine at the clinic used to go on and on about this show and told me they had fanfic sites as well. Then she gave me the complete set of BtVS DVDs to watch all the shows and man I was hooked. How can you not love kick ass babes? And Faith, well even though she wasn't on most of the shows, I have become a diehard fan of the Dark Slayer. And the Femslash fanfics that have her and B doing the nasty everywhere you can imagine. I like the stories too, don't get me wrong, I do need more then just PWP as they call it.  But when I really need relief, these two really do it for me.

 

This fanfic stuff has become my new obsession. Oh and I made a new friend on line too, who I met through one of the boards; amazingly enough another Doctor. I only know her as HotDoc, I know I thought it was pretty queer too at first, but she is a real character and we have fun chatting about the fics and work. We don't really know much more then that about each other and I doubt we would ever meet, but she has become my sanity lifeline for now. Bianca knows all about my new friend and obsession. She is just happy I have something to entertain me and keeps me home with her for now. And it keeps me from bugging her to jump her bones. I never thought I would have to go back to making love alone at this age, but such is my plight.

 

Ok I can hear each of you breaking out the mini violins, so I will get off the Maggie pity party. Look it’s not that bad all the time; I'm just stir crazy not being at work except maybe a few hours a day if that. I'm just not a home body. And even though I am a doctor, I make a pretty crappie nurse after hours and hours of waiting on B. But I love her and I know she would do it for me and has. So I buck it up and deal. I know it is selfish, but I just want her better, the baby to be born so we can get back to our lives. I don't think that is so much to ask. Yeah it is. I'm being a stupid selfish prick. I'm just so tired and burned out. Maybe I should sleep while B does too, instead of surfing for "relief." Sounds like a plan. Think I'll join B in bed and catch a few Zzzz's.

 

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I got into our bed and made sure my back was pressed safely against Bianca's line of defense pillows. She has five huge pillows lined head to toe between her side of the bed and mine, so I won't touch her by accident. I drifted off to sleep the minute my head hit the pillow and then the most wonderful erotic dream started with me and Bianca making love under a waterfall on some island. Bianca is devouring me and I was just about to come like a rocket when the foulest of odors began to permeate my sinuses like some toxic poison. I shot up and clamped my hands over my mouth and nose as fast as I could and tried like hell not to vomit. Then I heard the faint voice of my sweet wife saying, "Sorry baby," and I knew what had woken me so rudely from my sweet dream, my darling wife and her ever over active bowls. Stifling the reflex to gag, I assured her I was fine and not to worry. Trust me when I say, the last thing you want to do at a moment like this is go off on your pregnant wife about her flatulence problem. If you do, there will first be tears and then there will be screaming and yelling followed by your pillow being tossed in your general direction with an order that you go sleep on the couch….until she needs you again. It's a long and vicious cycle, and best avoided at all costs. You might think since I was in her shoes before this would be easier for me to handle, and in some ways it is.  But let me tell you nothing makes living with a crazed pregnant woman easy. But our Doctor assures me this will get better in time. I personally think he is full of…poopy, but I will hold onto the faith.

 

"Can I get you anything sweetie?"

 

"Some water would be nice, Maggie,"

 

"Water it is," I answer and forget the rules for a second and try to lean towards her for a simple kiss, but she waves me off with a sad “no” look on her face.

 

"Sorry Maggie,"

 

"It's ok B; I'll get you the water,"

 

I pass by my office and see the clock. Seems I was asleep for over an hour, so I decide to check my emails just to be safe and make sure nothing important from Lee or Lena has come in or from the clinic. The only one there is one from HotDoc, but I check it anyway.

 

HotDoc *hey girl missed you today on the boards, what kept you busy?*

 

LustyBunny *just RL, u know.*

 

HotDoc *yeah hear that. IM when u can.*

 

LustyBunny *K, ttfn*

 

HotDoc *K, ttfn*

 

I got Bianca her water, tucked her back in and asked her if she would like me to read to her? Its helps her to relax sometimes, but she said she wanted to sleep some more so I left her and decided to try and start dinner. I decided to call Doc Loren too and see if I can get an appointment for this week. I think I need to talk to her about this change in my marriage and get her advice on how to deal with it. Bianca and I have never been in a situation like this before where she can't stand to be touched. It's really not about the sex as much as it is about the closeness. I miss that so much. I know it won't be like this forever, but there is a part of me I worry Bianca will get used to this and we will lose what we had before. I have heard how having a baby can change some people; some marriages. I just couldn't handle it if that happened to B and me.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

So what do you think?  Is it worth continuing? Tell me how you feel about the new BAM family situation. 

 

I am thrilled to receive such wonderful and encouraging FB, you all rock.  I love writing about these ladies and I hope you will enjoy today’s new chapter.  I almost gave you a little NC-17 at the end, but preferred this ending instead.  Sorry *wink*

 

 

Chapter 2  (rated R for some adult language)

 

 

Bianca’s POV:

 

 

I’m feeling better this morning then I have in weeks.  I actually slept through the night and was feeling positively rested.  Maggie received a call this morning from the clinic asking if she could come in for a few hours and I told her she should; that I was feeling well enough to look after myself.  I can hear her turning the shower off, so I think I’ll go start mine, before Lena gets here to have me sign some papers.

 

I knock on the bathroom door, but Maggie must have been lost in thought, because she is startled when I open the door.

 

“God B, you scared me,” she says, clutching her chest with one hand and the sink with the other.

 

“Sorry baby, I knocked but I guess you didn’t hear me,”

 

“It’s ok, just surprised me.  Did you need something?”

 

“Yes a shower, I’m getting rather ripe after lying in bed the past few days,” I say, as I stare at my girl who is naked and combing her hair as we speak.  I begin to notice little droplets of water on parts of her lovely body and I start to feel that old familiar tingle down below, that hasn’t been around for weeks now.  If I didn’t feel so gross and know I smelled from not bathing, I would be tempted to take Maggie right here and now, but that wouldn’t be fair to her.

 

“Are you ok Bianca?  Do I have something on my back?” she asked, reaching for her hip that I am currently fixated on.

 

“Sorry, no I’m fine and so are you…very fine,” I say as I blush.

 

“Thanks B, I was beginning to think you didn’t notice me anymore,” Maggie said with a hopeful smirk.  “So is my baby finally ready for some Stone lovin’?” my little tease asked, sauntering towards me in all her naked glory.

 

I raised my hand for her to stop, something I have to admit I have been doing a lot to Maggie for weeks now, and I feel sick inside knowing I have been pushing her away and rejecting any and all advances, but we just don’t have the time today.

 

“I’m sorry Maggie, really I am.  There is nothing I would rather be doing right now then spending a few precious hours making love to you, but we can’t. Lena is on her way to have me review some important papers and sign them, and the clinic is waiting for you, as are Greta and the girls to take them there,”

 

“Damn it Bianca, I can get the limo to take Greta and the girls, call the clinic and tell them I will be in later, and call Lena and ask her to be here later too.  I need you baby,” she pouted, attempting to pull me closer as I pushed her away.

 

“Maggie no, I’m so gross, please don’t,”

 

My heart breaks as I see her turn and go back to getting ready, saying nothing.  But the damage is done, so I disrobed and got into the shower.  I wanted to say so many things to Maggie, but I didn’t think anything would help, so I showered in silence.  After a short time I heard her leave the room and shut the door.  But the continued silence made me sad and I started to silently cry as I finished my shower. 

 

By the time I exited the bathroom Maggie was gone as were the girls and Greta.  But I get so few good days, I decided I needed to let these feelings of guilt go, and I get dressed in some comfortable maternity slacks, Maggie bought for me, and a pretty maternity silk blouse to go with them. 

 

I haven’t wanted to dress up for weeks and I have to admit it feels good to be clean and dressed in real clothes and not a robe or nightgown.  I even put on some makeup, jewelry and just a dab of perfume. That’s when I heard the knock on my bedroom door and Lena’s familiar and melodious tones letting me know she was here.

 

“Well look at you, Ms Montgomery, all dressed and ready for a new day. I have to say I am pleased to see you back amongst the living my dear.  You have had all of us quite worried about you for sometime now,” she said, approaching me and giving me one of her Kundera hugs.

 

This is the first physical contact I have had in weeks and it feels good to be held in my old friend’s arms; so much so, I let it last much longer then I should.  I finally let Lena go and take her hand, as we headed out of the bedroom and towards my home office.

 

“What’s up with you Bianca? You seem both happy and sad today?”

 

“You can always read me, Lena, better then most,” I answered, as I continue to hold her hand and asked her to join me on the leather sofa in my office.

 

“Not better then Maggie though, she knows you better then we all do,”

 

“I’m not so sure anymore, Lena.  Sometimes I feel like she and I are becoming strangers,”

 

“That’s crazy talk, B; it’s just the hormones talking.  Your poor body is playing games with your emotions on a minute-by-minute basis,”

 

“That’s true enough,”

 

“Bianca, can we talk…I mean really talk?”

 

“Why, what’s wrong?  Are my babies ok? Did something happen to Lee?  Is the business in trouble?”

 

“No sweetie, nothing like that.  I didn’t mean to worry you.  I want to talk to you about what’s been going on with you these past few months and…well how it is effecting your relationship with Maggie,”

 

“What do you mean…what has she said to you?” I asked, pissed that Maggie was complaining to Lena about me…about us.  I know they are best friends, but she’s my wife and some things are meant to be kept between your spouse and you, not the rest of the world.

 

“She called you didn’t she?”

 

“When?”

 

“This morning before you got here; she called to complained about what happened…or didn’t happen,”

 

“Bianca, Maggie didn’t call me today.  I haven’t spoken to her for several days,”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes, really, you know I would never lie to you Bianca,”

 

I took a deep breath, angry with myself for losing it with Lena and accusing both her and Maggie of going behind my back.  I really needed to get a grip. 

 

“I’m sorry Lena; I’m just a mess these days,”

 

“It’s ok, Bianca.  Why don’t you tell me what happened or didn’t happen this morning?  Maybe it would help to talk about it,”

 

I rose from the sofa and started to pace as I tried to answer Lena’s question.

 

“It’s so much more then just this morning, Lena, I wouldn’t even know where to begin,”

 

“Just take your time, B; we have all the time you need,”

 

“I wanted to, I really did Lena, but well there just wasn’t time.  And I know Maggie was hurt and disappointed,”

 

“I’m missing something Bianca, what did you want to do?”

 

“It’s been weeks Lena, something I’m not proud of, but you know how terrible I have been feeling…but it isn’t just that,”

 

“So you were finally feeling better today and had the urge…but passed on it.  Is that it?”

 

“Something like that; God Lena it was the first time in ages I looked at Maggie and I so wanted to have her deep inside of me and vice versa.  But I was so filthy from days in that damn bed.  Plus you were coming and the girls and Maggie had to get to the clinic,” I said, my hand covering my face. Lena rose from the sofa and put her hands on my shoulders, pulling me close to her as she whispered into my ear.

 

“Shhh Bianca, don’t get yourself all worked up.  It’s not the end of the world and you know Maggie will get over any disappointment. She adores you B.  Nothing you could say or do would ever change that…but…”

 

“But…but what?” I asked quickly turning around to face my old friend.  “Tell me Lena, what do you know?”

 

“Sweetie, I don’t know anything…but I have been worried about you and Maggie for some time now.  I know the hell you are going through, Bianca, with this pregnancy, but it’s not like you to keep the one you love at a distance 24/7.  Something tells me there is more to this then just the problems with the pregnancy and I decided on the way over here to finally ask you,”

 

“Ask me what?”

 

“What’s really going on in that mind of yours, Bianca?  Why are you pulling so far away from Maggie? Why won’t you even let her hold you or kiss you?  It’s breaking her heart, Bianca.  She’s here for you, and yet she feels invisible…alone, and yes I’m sorry to say B, but she is lonely.  It’s killing her a little bit each day, and I know you B, you’re not this person.  So please tell me, why have you put up this huge walls between you and Maggie, and why is it getting higher every passing day?”

 

“She told you all this?” I asked, both hurt and saddened by her question.

 

“Only some things, the rest I see in her eyes, her body language and in the things she doesn’t say when we do speak. She’s empty, Bianca, like I’ve never seen her. That Stone fire is gone.  Oh she tries to hide it with flip remarks or silly jokes and conversation.  But it’s there to anyone with eyes and knows you two as well as I do.  Even Lee has noticed and asked me many times what is wrong and what can we do to help,”

 

“God Lena, I have been so wrapped up in my own shit…I just…I know I have been pushing her away, but she has been so patient and keeps saying everything is fine and that she understands…I can’t believe I didn’t see it,”

 

Lena hugs me again and continues to ask me questions,

 

“Bianca please tell me what has you so worried…you try to hide it, but every once and while I see it in your eyes.  What is really going on with you?”

 

I lay my head on her should and try to catch my breath, as tears fall down my face.  I’ve been keeping this secret for so long I’m not sure I can let it go now, but I know I have to; first with Lena and then Maggie.  My poor Maggie deserves to know.

 

“Nightmares…horrible, disturbing nightmares and feelings of dread for weeks now,”

 

“Come sit, Bianca…now tell me everything,”

 

“I know it is only in my mind, Lena, but it feels so real.  And even though the doctor has assured both of us the baby is fine…I just don’t believe it.  I keep having these terrible dreams and feelings that I’m going to lose the baby…or…I’m going to die during labor,”

 

“Oh God Bianca,”

 

“I know…and I know there’s nothing to back up my fears, but I can’t shake it.  I’ve had feelings like this before in my life and they are hardly ever wrong.  But how do I tell Maggie that?  She’s a doctor, she’ll just tell me I’m crazy or imagining it,”

 

“Bianca, please, Maggie is a doctor, but when it comes to you and your feelings she would never say something like that to you.  You have to know she would do everything in her power to help you deal with this,”

 

Lena was right; Maggie would never poopoo my feelings or dread.  I didn’t believe that any more then Lena did.  What I did believe was I didn’t want Maggie to have to deal with these crazy thoughts, like I had been.  Why should she have to suffer with them like me?  So I made up my mind to keep it to myself, but as I did I began to shut Maggie out in other ways, and lost track of my actions and how they might be affecting my wife.  I broke down and told Lena everything. We talked for what seemed like hours, cried, laughed and in the end I promised her I would let Maggie know everything and not shut her out anymore.

 

I felt so much better getting all this off my chest. I thanked Lena for helping me see through my pregnancy haze and very real concerns. For helping me find my way back to my wife and family. 

 

We eventually got to the papers she had brought and got them reviewed and signed before she left. We hugged one last time and she headed back to the office. 

 

I headed back to the bedroom to change the sheets and put a few things in the wash.  Aired out our room and made a few calls to prepare a surprise for my love.  Some flowers, dinner delivered from our favorite restaurant, the kids to stay with Anna and her husband for the night and a evening for just Maggie and I. Time to discuss what needed to be discussed at last, and I hoped some “us” time. 

 

As the time passed I had to admit I was feeling pretty frisky, but I wouldn’t assume Maggie would too.  But I did know there was going to be some quality cuddling tonight if nothing else.  We both needed that…and some kissing too I hoped, because there was nothing I missed more then my wife’s lips.  Just the thought of them was making me wet for the first time in ages, so I took another shower, dressed and dolled up again.  But skipped the perfume this time; I found it set off my nausea, and I didn’t want anything to set that off tonight.

 

The food arrived just in time and Maggie got home only a few minutes later, as I kept everything heated and ready for her arrival.

 

The lights in the house were dimmed. Candles on the table and throughout the house were lit.  Some soft jazz music was playing, as I felt Maggie enter the dinning room.

 

“What’s going on, Bianca?”

 

I turned towards her, said nothing, but smiled and went to her and took her into my arms, hugging her as I used to.  I felt her body tense at first; from shock I was sure, but once she realized it was ok to hug me back she wrapped her wonderful arms around me too.

 

“God I’ve missed this so much B,”

 

“Me too baby, I’m so sorry…”

 

“Shhh it doesn’t matter now, my love.  All that matters is you’re here in my arms where you belong,”

 

“I couldn’t agree more, Maggie,”

 

“Mmmm you smell so good, baby,” she said with her head buried in the nape of my neck, planting the most wonderful soft kisses there as we continued to hold one another.

 

“Sure it isn’t the food you smell?” I said with a chuckle.

 

“Trust me baby, as good as that smells too, I am lovin’ holding and smelling my sweet Bianca so much more,”

 

“Still the sweet talker, Stone,”

 

“And you love it and me I hope?” Maggie said with just a hint of doubt in her voice, instead of her usual cocky self.

 

I pulled back just enough to look directly into her eyes so she knew I was telling the truth.

 

“Yes my love, I love you more then life Maggie. Always have and always will,” I said, brushing my fingers through her hair, as Maggie leaned her sweet face into the palm of my hand and closed her eyes.

 

“I’m so sorry for keeping you at bay all these weeks Maggie.  There has been so much going on with me and it hasn’t been just because of the pregnancy problems…”

 

This made her eyes shoot open with a look of fear.

 

“What do you mean?” she asked with dread.

 

“Let’s sit down baby, and we will talk about everything. But first can you help me get the food and bring it to the table?”

 

I knew she wanted answers, but she was being brave and decided to wait and help me as I asked.  I have to thank Dr. Loren for that.  The old Maggie would have lost it right now and been demanding answers. We both would be in the middle of a huge fight and all the loving we just felt would have been blown to bits in seconds.  But after years of being together and in therapy, we both had learned to at least try and not overact.  And thank God tonight that was working…at least for now.

 

We set out all the wonderful food, most of which I knew I wouldn’t be able eat or eat only just small quantities of, but this was for Maggie and not me.  I wanted to baby her for a change, after all the wonderful care I had received from her for weeks.  I told her to chow down and then we would talk.  From the looks of things she hadn’t eaten all day, which didn’t surprise me.  It was so like Maggie after we had a fight for her to sulk most of the day and not touch an ounce of food. But she was certainly snarfing it down with great gusto now.  So much so all I could do was smile and watch as I picked at mine.

 

“So how is your friend HotDoc?  Did you two talk today?” I asked, hoping to delay the real conversation until we were done with dinner.

 

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

Damn, leave it to B to ask that tonight.  She got up from the table and was clearing our dishes before she got the dessert and I told her I talked to HD a little today, but I had been really busy at work, so not so much.  Hell, I couldn’t tell her the whole truth, not with all she had done today to make up for this morning.  The truth was I had talked to HotDoc today. In fact we IM’d for hours this afternoon.  I needed to chill and stop obsessing about Bianca not wanting me, once again this morning, even though she was finally well enough to want it too.  Of course Liz…oh that’s HD’s actual name. I finally asked her today, it just felt stupid calling her HD or HotDoc anymore and she felt the same way.  Liz still doesn’t know about B or the kids.  I figured it’s none of her business.  We’re just two people on the net spending time talking about stupid stuff and our jobs.  I have to admit I really like having a medical friend.  Someone I can talk to about things no one else I know would get or care to hear about; but enough of that back to Bianca.

 

She carried the cherry crumb pie in from the kitchen, and my mouth started to water the minute I saw it.  This was one of my all time fav desserts.

 

“Damn B, you really went all out.  It’s not my birthday, is it?”

 

“No, but it will be soon,”

 

“Don’t remind me.  I’m getting old as we speak,”

 

“Oh stop Stone, you are still as sexy and beautiful as the first day we met,” she said sitting and cutting me a huge piece of pie.

 

“Really…even after twins and more then a few battle scars?”

 

“Yes, baby really,”

 

“It’s nice to hear, B, thanks,”

 

“You’ll always be my sexy stud,” she said winking at me.

 

I loved the sound of that, but wasn’t so sure I still believed it.

 

“Then why so distant, B?  You said earlier it wasn’t just because of the pregnancy.  What else would make you pull away from me, for so long?”

 

“Fear, Maggie,”

 

“Fear…fear of what?”

 

She put the pie cutter down and stared at her lap for a few torturous seconds.  Hell this couldn’t be the reason my over active imagination was dreaming up.  She couldn’t be cheating on me, she never leaves the house.  But then I thought could it be she was cheating on us before that and has been too scared to tell me?  I was about to lose it when she finally spoke up.

 

“Maggie I have been having terrible dreams…nightmares and premonitions,”

 

She threw me a huge curve ball with that sentence.  My brain had just been trying to grasp the thought my woman was cheating on me and now this.

 

“What…I don’t understand…what kind of dreams?”

 

“About the baby and me, so terrible I was afraid to tell you and worry you as well, Maggie.  So I kept silent, and in the process pushed you away.  I’m so sorry Mags, I never meant to do that, I just didn’t want to worry you as well.  But instead I made it worse,”

 

I stood up and knelt beside Bianca’s chair, taking her shaking hand in both of mine and trying to grasp what she was trying to tell me.

 

“What were in these dreams baby?”

 

“It’s more then the nightmares, Maggie.  I have such strong feelings that something terrible will happen…that I’m going to lose the baby, or…I might die during labor,”

 

“My God, Bianca, and you have been keeping this to yourself all this time.  You must be going out of you mind with fear and worry.  Why didn’t you tell me?  You know I would do anything to help you deal with this…anything,” I said, laying my cheek against her arm as I held her hand tight.

 

“I know, Maggie, I was stupid and Lena helped me to see that today, so I promised to tell you,”

 

I looked up suddenly hearing Lena’s name.  What the hell was B telling Lena about this before me?

 

“Lena, why Lena? God Bianca, Lena has known this, but you didn’t think you should tell me. How the hell do you think that makes me feel?” I said jumping up and storming into the living room.

 

She followed me into the room, but as she got closer I kept walking away from her.  I was more then hurt, I felt betrayed by both my wife and my best friend; a best friend who was my wife’s ex-lover.  Something that hadn’t bothered me in years, but sure as hell did right this moment.

 

“Maggie, please…you misunderstood me.  Please let me explain,”

 

“Fine, explain away,” I said with my back still to her and my arms crossed firmly over my chest.  It had been ages since B and I had a fight like this, but it felt all too familiar.  I was fuming.  I had been her personal slave for months now and this was the thanks I got.  Nothing but secrets and lies.  I couldn’t even think of looking at her right now.  Was I so terrible she couldn’t tell her deepest fears to me?  Was I only good for cleaning up after her now?  Did she even love me any more?

 

“Lena didn’t know anything until today, baby.   Not a thing I swear.  She said she knew something had me worried and begged me to tell her.  So I did and she made me swear I would tell you everything tonight.  Both she and Lee have been worried about both of us,”

 

“Oh great, Lena knew my wife was in trouble and I didn’t even have a clue. Now I feel even better.  No wonder you didn’t say anything, I’m fucking clueless to my wife’s fears and anxieties.  But your ex had no problem picking up on the “signs” I so aptly missed.  I’m a fucking failure,” I said throwing my arms up in the air in a sign of frustration and failure.  Here I was just seconds ago thinking about how B had used me as her slave instead of realizing the emotional pain she was in.  Was it any wonder she didn’t confide in me?  I was so confused right now and embarrassed.  And the need to run was becoming overwhelming, but that was the old Stone.  Bianca deserved better…we as a couple deserved and needed better.  So I turned towards my wife and took several deep breaths before I spoke.

 

“Maggie please talk to me,”

 

“Bianca, I messed up…really, really messed up.  I can’t believe I had no idea you were so worried,” I said and walked towards her, knelt before her and hugged her legs as I begged forgiveness.

 

“I can’t fix what I missed before, but I can be there for you now.  Please let me Bianca,”

 

I could hear her crying as she leaned down to caress my hair, kissing my forehead and telling me she loved me.

 

“Maggie I love you…you did nothing wrong.  You and I have been running on no sleep for weeks, I don’t blame you for anything.  You take wonderful, loving care of me and ask for nothing. This was my bad not yours, so please just let us get past it and move forward…please sweetie,”

 

I nodded my head and held her tighter, if that was possible.  Then she helped me up from the floor and hugged me as we both cried and kissed each other for what seemed like forever.

 

The evening had been one hell of a roller coaster ride, but we were both in the same place emotionally exhausted and so ready for bed.  I told her to go change while I put the untouched pie away, sneaking just a quick taste before putting in into the fridge for safe keeping.  Left the dishes for tomorrow and rushed to get to my love. 

 

Tonight there was going to be the much needed snuggling I had sorely missed.  And it might have to last me awhile.  I knew how it worked with pregnancies like B’s.  For every good day she would have, it was bound to be followed by many not so good, but I didn’t care about that any more. We had to address more important matters.  Bianca’s very real concerns about the baby and herself.  I knew B well enough not to dismiss these fears as hormonal hysteria.  No, if Bianca had these feelings, there was something very real behind them and we would find a doctor to help her…help us.  It was time for me to be the strong one and really be there for Bianca, as she would be for me in a time like this.

 

I was shocked when I found my sweetie naked under the covers.  I was naked too, because I felt more comfortable sleeping that way and I knew the kids wouldn’t be sneaking into our room during the night or in the morning.  Bianca smiled and opened her arms to me as I pulled the covers back.  We didn’t say a word; we just enveloped one another as I got into bed with her.  Feeling her pregnant and naked body pressed against mine for the first time in months made me happier then I thought possible.  We kissed and cuddled and then she turned to her side and I put my arm over her stomach, resting my head on her shoulder as we felt our baby move and get settled for the night as well.  We were in sync once again and in heaven.  A place I never wanted to leave.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Previews: How are Frankie and Katie being affected by all this craziness in the house?  What is happening with Lee and Lena’s attempt to have a child?  And will Maggie keep talking to HD/Liz on the internet?

 

 

It’s a short one tonight and be warned get the Kleenex ready.  This one is for Frankie and Katie. And I am off to bed. Damn I hate work nights. L

 

Chapter 3 (rated PG)

 

Anna’s POV:

 

I had been trying unsuccessfully for hours to get these little ones to bed, but Frankie has been fighting me at every turn and her sister won’t go to bed without her.  So we have watched TV, watched movies we have seen over and over, but little kids never seem to tire from such monotony.  I adore Frankie and Katie, but it is almost 2am and I am past exhausted.  Stephen is fast asleep on his lazy-boy and no help what so ever, but I really can’t find it in my heart to blame him.

 

Finally The Little Mermaid’s final credits were running and I jumped up from the couch and shut the DVD player off.

 

“Nooooo Nana, it’s not over,” Frankie whined.

 

“Yes it is Frankie, and it is way past your bedtime.  I don’t want your Mothers upset when they see their two very tired daughters tomorrow, because you wouldn’t go to bed for your Nana.  Now take Katie and go brush your teeth and get into your pajamas, now please,”

 

“I tyrd Fwankie, pweese can we sweep now,” little Katie begged, sucking her favorite thumb while she clutched her favorite blankee with the other hand.  The poor child had huge rings under her little brown eyes. It almost looked like she had two black eyes because of her light skin tone.

 

“Traitor,” Frankie mumbled, but she took Katie’s hand with the blankee in it and dragged her tired twin to our bathroom.

 

I just shook my head and was thankful it looked as if we would all be in our beds soon.  I stood by the bathroom door and watched them brush their teeth, wash their little faces and hands, and brush their hair.  Then I followed them into their guest bedroom and helped them change into their pajamas.  Frankie was taking off her pullover shirt, tea-shirt, jeans and undies, but I would have to help her out of her shoes and socks.  So she sat there waiting for me, as I was finished undressing and dressing Katie into her jammies.

 

“There sweetie, all done,” I said, kissing a very tired Katie on her forehead, helped her into bed and tucked her in. 

 

Frankie, in the meantime, was sitting on the end of the bed, her legs swinging nervously as she waited for me to help her get out of her shoes and into her jammies. Once I had Katie tucked in, I went to Frankie and knelt to help her out of her shoes.

 

“They don’t want us no more, Nana,” Frankie said, in the smallest voice I had ever heard her use.

 

“What baby?  Who doesn’t want you?” I asked her, thinking she must be talking about some friends of hers and Katie’s.  Knowing how fickle kids can be at this age.

 

“Mama and Mommy,”

 

I froze as the words escaped her little lips.  I was stunned and sure I must have misheard what she said.  I took a hold of her little hands, noticing they were trembling and looked right into her now very sad eyes. 

 

“Frankie, what do you mean your Mothers don’t want you anymore?”

 

“It’s true, Nana, that’s why we are here.  They keep sending us away, to you, to Aunty Lee and Lena’s.  Or they just make Greta keep us busy and away from them.  Katie and I hardly never see them no more.  They don’t love us no more,”

 

I took Frankie into my arms and hugged her as tightly as I could without hurting her.  I was too speechless to say anything yet.  But more importantly, I had to not overreact and tell her she was being silly.  It was clear Frankie believed every word she was saying and it wasn’t going to be easy convincing her she was wrong.  Frankie was more like Maggie and her late sister then either of the children.  She was stubborn, willful and also very sensitive.  Once her love was lost there was little hope of getting it back, and once she made up her mind about something…well let’s just say “brick wall” comes to mind.  I knew more then anything I had to nip these ideas and fears of hers in the bud and now.

 

“Baby girl your Mothers love you and Katie more then anything.  They have been having a hard time with the pregnancy; that is the only reason they haven’t had as much time for you and Katie.   I promise you sweetie…Nana swear,” I said, doing our own version of “pinky swear” so she would know I was telling the truth. 

 

“No!” she said, slapping my hand away.  “You’re wrong, Nana, they tired of us.  They only want the NEW baby.  No time for me or Katie no more and won’t be when it comes.”  She was angry and crying as she spoke, and shivering because the poor child was completely naked.  So I grabbed one of the blankets from the bed and wrapped it around her.  I knew trying to dress her in her jammies would only upset her more.

 

I rubbed her arms to keep her warm and let her tell me everything she had been obviously holding in all night and I am quite sure longer. Katie lay with her head on her pillow and watched both of us, but said nothing, only sucking her thumb in silence.

 

“We nothing but old puppies they don’t want no more.  And once they get their new, cute baby puppy they will ship us back to the pound,”

 

“The pound?” I asked.

 

“Sure, Aunty Lena took me and Katie to the pound last week and showed us where you can get new or old puppies and kitties.  The lady there said some of the doggies and cats where there because their owners didn’t want them no more,”

 

“But people don’t send their children there, Frankie.  It’s sad, but that only happens to some pets,”

 

“You don’t now that Nana; there could be a place like that for kiddos whose parents don’t want them no more,”

 

“Frankie sweetie, have your Mothers ever lied to you about anything?”

 

She sat there quietly thinking hard about that.  It even made her stop crying for now.  She finally took a very deep breath, let it out and said, “No,”

 

I took a few seconds to let that answer sink in for both her and Katie and then I spoke.

 

“That’s right, and I can tell you they never will.  So if I was to call them now and have them come here, will you tell them what has you so worried and will you believe whatever they say?”

 

Katie sat up and watched Frankie for her answer.  I could tell even she knew this was a major moment for both of them.  Frankie chewed on her lower lip for a few seconds and then nodded her head yes.

 

“That’s my good girl,” I said and waved Katie to come to me as well. The three of us hugged and hugged and then I asked Frankie if I could dress her in her jammies now, before I called her parents.  She let me and I put them both back into the huge queen bed and went to call their Mothers. Assuring both of them I would be right back and wait with them for their Mommies to arrive.

 

I went to the den and picked up the phone, hit speed dial and waited for the phone to ring.  I knew I would be waking them up or worse, catching them in the middle of their first sex in weeks, but this was more important then sleep or sex.  And I knew they would agree with me.

 

The phone rang four times before Maggie picked up, a very sleepy Maggie I might add.

 

“Hello?” she said, yawning as she did.  “This better be important, this is the first decent sleep I have had in weeks,”

 

“It’s Anna, Maggie,”

 

“Huh, what?  Anna what’s wrong?  Where are you? Are the girls alright?  Is someone hurt?  Are you in the emergency room?”

 

Before I could answer any and all of those hysterical questions, Bianca took the phone from Maggie.

 

“Anna, what is it?”

 

“Both of you breathe, ok.  No one is hurt or in the hospital.  But Frankie and Katie need to see you right now.  This is too important to wait till morning and to handle over the phone,”

 

“What is it?”

 

I could hear them both asking.

 

“Well, the short version is, Frankie especially has convinced herself that you both no longer want to keep them as your children. That you only want the new baby and you have been shipping them off to Lena and Lee or my place, all the time, because you don’t love or want them anymore,”

 

“WHAT!!” Maggie yelled.

 

“Maggie chill and get dressed,” Bianca said, and walked away from her wife to finish the call with me.

 

“We’ll be there as soon as we can get dressed and get the limo over there.  I hope in less then 30 min, Anna.  And thank you for calling us,”

 

“No problem, I need to get back to the little ones. I will see you soon.  Oh and Bianca, you and Maggie you should stay the night with them here. It is too late to take them home and you also don’t need this much running around.  So bring something to wear to bed,”

 

“Good thinking, thanks again Anna,”

 

“Love you,”

 

“We love you too.  See you soon,”

 

I hung up the phone and saw Frankie, the little sneak, perched by the edge of the hall leading to her room.  She saw me hang-up and slipped back to her bed.  I decided to pretend I didn’t see her and let her Mothers deal with all this once they were here.

 

Once I made it to Katie and Frankie’s room, I saw them huddled together and waiting for me.  I slipped behind Frankie and took both of them in my arms as best I could.

 

“Are they mad at me?” Frankie asked.

 

“No baby girl, they aren’t mad at either of you.  They are just worried and will get here as soon as they can.  But remember your Mama is still pregnant and it takes her longer to get ready now,”

 

“Yeah she is gettin’ real big, but Mommy says we shouldn’t say anything about that to Mama, because it makes her sad,”

 

“That’s right girls, you’re Mama is very sensitive about that, but they are both coming to be with you and they want to hear all about your worries because they love you and they don’t want you to be upset or scared,”

 

“Can u weed us a stowy till they come, Nana?” Katie asked.

 

“Of course sweetie,”

 

“We want Winni da poo,”

 

“Then poo it is,” I said, hugging them once more before I got off the bed to get the book.

 

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Maggie’s POV:

 

Bianca and I got dressed in record time; I packed a quick overnight bag for both of us, while she called the driver, woke him and told him we needed the car for an emergency.  She felt bad waking him up, but he assured her not to worry it was his job and would have the car downstairs in ten minutes.

 

We hardly spoke until we got into the car, and then Bianca made me promise I wouldn’t give Frankie a hard time about any of this.  That we needed to listen, be patient and just make sure they both knew we loved them.

 

“Gee B, what do you think I am going to do, beat her?  I’m not new to this Mom gig you know,”

 

“I know sweetie, but be honest, Frankie tends to get you all worked up when she is like this,”

 

“Ok you’re right, but I’m not stupid, Bianca, I know how important this is.  I’m not going to muck it up, I promise.  I am a good Mother, you know,”

 

“You are a great Mother, Maggie. I’m sorry, it’s late and I’m worried that’s all. Just forget what I said, you’ll do great,” she said and then kissed me.

 

But I wasn’t so sure she meant it.  But I wouldn’t mess this up.  I know how my little girl gets and once she believes something it is like trying to move a brick wall to make her change her mind.  It would be a long night that much I was sure of.  And I also knew we had to make our little ones know we loved them no matter what.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

Ok here it is the next chapter, the one where Maggie and Bianca help the kiddos deal with their fears about the new baby.  I hope you will like it and I hope the editing is ok, if not I am sorry, but I wanted to get this out tonight.. Thanks again for all the great FB, and if you don’t mind please keep feeding the Diva more, it keeps my creative juices flowing.  Oops sorry TMI I guess. J

 

Chapter 4

 

Maggie’ POV:  (rated PG-13)

 

Bianca and I are here and she is digging out Anna’s house key so we can let ourselves in.  We know Stephen will either be in bed or asleep on his lazy-boy and Anna is with the kids in their room.  So ringing the bell would just wake Steve or go unanswered.  Bianca finally finds the key ring and unlocks the door.  We enter, hang our coats and I put our overnight bag by the door; taking Bianca’s hand as we head for the girl’s room.

 

We pass through the entrance hall, the family room where Steve is sleeping away, and turn towards the quest room, where we can hear Anna reading to the kids and answering their questions about Poo.

 

Bianca and I are still holding hands as we stand at their door and watch the three of them for a second.

 

“Can we join your slumber party?” I ask, as Bianca squeezes my hand.

 

“Mommy, Momma!!” Katie screams with joy and holds out her very tired arms for both of us.  Normally she would run and jump into my arms, but she hasn’t slept at all and it is now almost 3am.  Frankie hangs her head and says nothing.  I guess she is still either mad at us or worried she is about to be lectured to, as usual.

 

“Hi baby girl,” Bianca says and hugs Katie first.  She then tries to hug Frankie, but Frankie turns towards Anna and hides in her arms and neck.  So Bianca ruffles Frankie’s hair, kisses the top of her head and tells her she loves her.  That’s when my baby turns toward Bianca and hugs her, throwing her little arms around my wife’s neck and holds on for dear life.  It’s a sight that brings tears to my eyes.  I never tire of seeing the love of my life with my babies….our babies.

 

Anna looks at me as she rises from the bed and exits the room.  She knows we need privacy with the girls, so she says goodnight to them as they say it back to her and I love yous, and closes their door.

 

Frankie is still holding B, but Bianca has maneuvered herself so that she is sitting on the side of the bed now and holding Frankie with one arm and stroking Katie’s hair with her other hand, as the little one’s head is on the other side of her lap.  Or as much of that lap she can find with the baby-on-board and Frankie on the other side.

 

I sit beside Bianca and Frankie, trying to work up the words I need to say to my troubled little girl, so not wanting to mess this up.  I finally run my hand down Frankie’s back and whisper in her ear, “I love you Frankie, please don’t be mad at me,”

 

This makes her turn her little face towards me, tears in her eyes and a look of surprise on her face.

 

“I thought you and Mama would be mad at me,” she said, taking her jammie shirt sleeve and wiping the tears and snot from her eyes and nose.

 

“Come here Frankie,” I said, opening my arms wide for her to come into.  She always breaks my heart when she gets all fragile like this.  These being the only times she seems like the little 3 year old she is.

 

As my little sad hellion crawled into my lap, Bianca picked up Katie and held her in hers as well.  And I must say we all made quite a sight; two exhausted grown women with dark rings under our eyes and two little exhausted clones of me looking the same; all of us in different states of tears.

 

The four of us just sat for a few minutes, hugged and rocked waiting for the right moment to start with the “talk.”

 

Surprisingly enough it was Katie who spoke first, but then like Bianca she is the little peacemaker in the family.

 

“Mommy, Momma, Fwankie and me wooied.  We no want to woose u to da new baby.  But Nana say dat no appen. Dat tu? Oh an Fwankie no mad she ust scad, wite Fwankie?”

 

Frankie shook her head yes, at her little sister’s question, and looked at me with those huge puppy dog eyes of hers.  And deep down I knew why, I was the one always screaming at this child when she did anything.  If she was scared of any reaction to what they were worried about, it would be from me and not Bianca. It didn’t make me proud; in fact it made me think I really needed to start handling things differently with Frankie.  The control I had learned with Bianca had somehow not transferred over to Frankie, at least not enough and I knew that now. Yes I was a good Mom, but clearly when it came to my headstrong daughter, I needed to work on being a better and more patient one. And tonight was a great place to start.

 

“Frankie, Katie, neither Mama nor I are the least bit angry or upset with either of you.  We are just so sorry that we were so busy that we didn’t realize how worried you two were.  Right B?”

 

“Right sweetie, girls, your Mom and I…well as you know I have been feeling pretty terrible for weeks now because of the pregnancy, and Mommy has been so great about taking off work to take such good care of me.  But we didn’t realize with all that going on, you two sweet angels felt we didn’t want you or love you anymore.  And my babies that couldn’t be further from the truth,” Bianca said hugging Katie and brushing her fingertips over Frankie’s precious little face.

 

“That’s right my babies, we love you so much.  So much it’s almost impossible to put our love into words it is so huge,”

 

“This huge?” Frankie finally spoke. Her little arms stretch as wide as they could go.

 

“Even huger then that Frankie,” I said with a big smile, kissing her forehead and winking at my other precious baby girl.

 

“Really, how huge Mommy?”

 

“Well Frankie your Mama and I love you more then the size of this room.  More then the size of a football field,”

 

“WOW!!” they both said with a gasp.

 

“Yep, Bianca wouldn’t you say our love for these two is bigger then the entire Planet Earth…then Universe even!” I said with as much honest enthusiasm I could muster for our little ones.

 

“Holy Cow, Mom,” Frankie said.  “That is a lot of love,”

 

“That’s right Frankie and it belongs to you and Katie and always will.

 

“But what about the baby, how much love does the new baby get, and can they take some of ours?”

 

“Well that’s a good question, Frankie.  But first let me ask you something?”

 

“OK Mommy,” my little girl said, her arms crossed over her little chest and her thinking cap clearly on.  “Fire away,”

 

Both Bianca and I controlled the urge to laugh as I began my answer.  One I knew B would help me with.

 

“Well girls, let’s look at our family unit as it is now and how the love in our family works.  There’s your Mama and me and you know we love each other to the moon and back, right?”

 

“Right,” the twins seriously answered.

 

“And then there is the two of you and you love each other to the moon and back too, right?”

 

“Right,” they answered again in unison.

 

“And your Mama and me love the both of you bunches and bunches and would never think of just loving one of you and not the other, right?”

 

“Right,”

 

“Well my darlings, the great thing about a mother’s love, and you two are so lucky you have two Moms, so you get twice the gift.  But you see the amazing thing about a Mother’s love is it is unlimited.  So no matter how many wonderful babies she has, she has a huge heart that can love each and every one of them and never stop loving any of them no matter what,”

 

“Wow,” the twins said, their little mouths wide open.

 

“Wow is right,” Bianca added, smiling I might say pretty proudly at yours truly right now.  “And like your Mommy just said, you two and this new baby have not one but two Mommies, which means you and this new little member of the Montgomery/Stone clan will always have twice that unlimited love your entire lives,”

 

“And how freakin great is that?” I asked, ok getting a little carried away, but damn, I was in the moment and loving it as much as the kiddos and B were.  This was actually turning into one fantastic family moment.

 

“Soooooooooo great,” my little ones screamed and started to get up on the floor and dance, and hi 5 each other and us.

 

“But,” Frankie stopped suddenly and looked at Bianca and me with her serious face.

 

“But what sweetie?” I asked.

 

“But I’m confused even more then, if you love us all that much, why have you been shipping us to Lena and Lee’s and Nana’s all the time for so long?”

 

“Well baby girl, that is a very good question as well.  And I can tell you both your Mama and me are going to be doing that a lot less from now on.  You see, we know how much you two love your aunts and nana and papa, so we didn’t realize it might make you worry or think we didn’t love you anymore.  We only did it because we thought you would be happier away from your poor Mama who was so sick for so long.  So you wouldn’t have to see her like that.  But clearly we were wrong and if you will forgive your silly parents for not thinking all that clearly about this, from lack of sleep and all, then we want you at home as much as you want to be there.  And will only send you to your aunts or here if you want to visit them, ok?”

 

Frankie and Katie were holding hands now and looking at both me and Bianca, “You promise?” they both asked in their little serious voices.

 

“We promise,” Bianca and I answered in unison.  As we both opened our arms for the two little ones to come to us for a hug…a huge, huge hug.  And they did.

 

Bianca and I looked at one another as the girls hugged us, and we could both tell their little bodies were finally giving into their exhaustion.  We each picked up the daughter in hand and put them back in their bed, under the covers.

 

“Aren’t you going to sleep here with us, Nana said you would,”

 

“Yes sweetie, but we have to change and get into our pj’s too.  We’ll be right back,” Bianca said, taking my hand as we left the room.

 

“Hurry back,” Frankie yelled out to us.  Katie was already in dreamland, her thumb in her mouth and sweet dreams running through her brain and her little body pressed against her sister’s.

 

Once in the bathroom, with our travel bag, Bianca let out a deep breath, I think she had been holding since we arrived.  We both began to strip and get ready for bed.

 

“You were great, Maggie, I mean really, really great,”

 

“You say that like you are surprised,”

 

“Not at all, I am just so proud of you baby.  And right now I think I love you even more then when I married you,” she said, sneaking up behind me, hugging me and running her hands all over my body,”

 

“Damn B, you are really trying to kill me tonight aren’t you?”

 

“No, and I’m sorry.  I know it has been too long, and I promise we will find sometime, I just can’t say when,”

 

“It’s ok sweetie.  I’ve waited this long I can wait a little longer,”

 

We broke from the hug, got into our pj’s and headed for the kids’ room.  They were both passed out now, so we gently moved them to the center of the bed and got on either side of them.  Amazingly enough, all four of us slept until10am.

 

“Wakie, Wakie,” I could hear Frankie saying as she played with the tip of my nose with her finger tips.  And Katie was performing the same torture on Bianca.

 

I swatted at her fingers for a few seconds and then pulled her towards me and started to give her a huge raspberry on her tummy.  She giggled and screamed with laughter as Bianca did the same to poor Katie.

 

Anna and Steve came running into the room to see what in the world we were all doing.  But then they just stood their smiling and staring at my insane family.

 

“Who wants breakfast, or I guess brunch might be more apt?” Anna asked.

 

“I do, I do, I do, I do,” my clan all shouted out with hungry enthusiasm.

 

Steve and Anna were already dressed and excused themselves, heading to the kitchen to prepare a huge meal for all of us and them.

 

The Montgomery/Stones went to the large bathroom to get bathed and dressed.  Once we joined Anna and Steve at the breakfast table, I decided it was time to cover a little more about the new baby with our kiddos.

 

Frankie and Katie were each chomping down on some excellent, crisp bacon, as Bianca served them small silver dollar sized pancakes, with blueberries on them.  Anna and Steve were drinking their black coffee and watching the children as they ate.

 

“Now girls, I was thinking there is something else about the new baby we need to discuss,”

 

Bianca and the girls looked at me with surprise and questioning eyes.

 

“What’s that, Mommy?” Frankie asked first.

 

“Well I have been thinking, how important it will be once the new little one is here, for both of you to be involved in their care as well.  Maybe not for the first few months when they are too tiny, but certainly once they start walking and playing,”

 

“What would we do, Mommy?”

 

“Frankie, I see you as their protector.  Just like you do for Katie.  Your Mama and I will need to know that you will make sure no one tries to hurt or take the little one, and Katie you are great at taking care of the booboos and such.  Do you think you two can do that for your new brother or sister as well?”

 

“Sure!” they both answered, their little heads excitedly nodding yes.

 

“That’s wonderful,” Bianca said, leaning towards me first and giving me a kiss on the cheek before she did the same to the little ones.

 

“Mama,” Frankie said, her mouth too full of pancakes, but she got it out.

 

“Yes baby,”

 

She finally swallowed first and then asked her question, “Can you please find out if it is a boy or girl?  Katie and I really want to know so we can stop calling it “it.”  Plus we would like to help in naming it too, please?” the little con asked, batting her lashes at my wife.  God this kid was good, and way too much like me.

 

Bianca looked at me, knowing I was the one who really didn’t want to know, but if it was going to make my girls feel more like a part of the pregnancy, I was willing to let that go.

 

“Sure, works for me B, what about you?”

 

Her answer was a huge hug for me.  Gee I guess Bianca really wants to know this as well.

 

“YEY!!!” Frankie and Katie yelled, clapping as they jumped up and down on their chairs.

 

“Wow I had no idea I was causing this much frustration,” I said, pleased to see all my girls this happy.

 

“Actually, Maggie, I already know the sex of our baby,” Bianca said blushing.

 

“How, I have been at all your appointments, B,”

 

“Yes, but after the last sonogram, you went to the restroom and I asked the doctor to tell me.

 

“It’s ok, baby, I don’t mind,” ok I was a little pissed, but everyone was so happy right now, I could forgive Bianca for doing that behind my back. It wasn’t major.

 

“So, what is it going to be” Stephen asked.  Hell I didn’t even know this guy could talk.  But you had to give him his due; he was always out numbered by women. It wasn’t like we gave him a chance.

 

“We are going to have a little boy,”

 

“Alright!  Finally someone who will play ball and sh*t with me,” Frankie said, thrusting her little fist into the air.  Then realizing she cursed in front of everyone. “Oops,” she said, slowly slinking out of her chair and under the table.

 

“Francis!” Bianca said sternly.  I decided to stay out of this; after all I was the one that taught her that word and others like it, hey not on purpose, oh never mind.  I am so going to hell someday.

 

“Yes Mama,” the little voice said from under the table.

 

“Fwankie bad waud,” Katie giggled, covering her mouth.

 

“Yes sweetie FRANCIS said a very BAD word,” Bianca scolded, but she too was in too good a mood to punish our bad girl too much today.

 

Bianca would have gotten down on her hands and knees to go after Frankie, but she couldn’t so she looked at me and nodded for me to go get our child.  “Don’t be hard on her,” she whispered to me.

 

“Don’t worry,” I answered with a smile.

 

I pushed my chair back, got onto my knees, and lifted the tablecloth up and found my “clone” there waiting for the ax to fall.

 

“Hi Mom,” she said with a little wave.  It was only recently she was starting to call me Mom, instead of Mommy. And I noticed she did it when she was trying to weasel her way out of something.

 

“Hi yourself, trouble,” I winked at her and reached for her.  Letting her know I wasn’t going to be punishing her today.

 

She threw herself into my arms and let me bring her back up to the table, her sitting on my lap as I retook my seat.  “Thanks Mom,” she whispered into my ear.  “Don’t push it kid,” I said back and she nodded her little head.

 

Finally she turned to Bianca and told her she was sorry and would never say that bad word again.  We should all be that lucky, but I wasn’t holding my breath and neither would Bianca.  B kissed the little con on the forehead, told her she was forgiven and asked her what name she had for a little brother, hoping to change the subject.

 

“Hmmmmm?”

 

“How about Stevie?” Oh this kid was good, sucking up to her papa like that to deflect her Mama’s earlier wrath.

 

“Stephen, yes that would be a good name. We will consider that, Frankie,”

 

“Thanks Mama,”

 

“Well girls, your poor Papa and Nana didn’t get much rest last night so I think we need to get home and let them get some,”

 

“Are you sure Bianca?  We wouldn’t mind keeping them till later today, if you and Maggie would like some more “time”,” Anna said with quotes.

 

“Ahhhh,” Frankie said her eyes as big as saucers.  “You and Mama were going to get some grownup hot lovin’ on finally.  Well sis and I can stay here for a few more hours, right sis?”

 

Katie blushed and nodded her head yes.  Our kids were too much; they were trying to make sure their parents got their freak on.  How much do I love these two?  But Bianca was looking embarrassed and mad, so I figured nothing good was about to happen…once again.  Then she looked from the kids to me and to Anna and Steve and realized she was looking a gift horse in the mouth and caved in.

 

“Are you sure you two wouldn’t mind, if your Mother and I went home for a few hours and rested,”

 

“No Mama, you and Mom go home and get all the rest you need.  We know how happy it makes you two when you rest together,” Frankie said with a smirk. Yes folks, my three year old can smirk.  And I just wanted to hug her to death right now.

 

“Ok, if you are sure,” Bianca said, grabbing Frankie from my lap and handing her to Anna.  Then she grabbed my hand and we tore out of there like two teenagers, once we kissed the kids goodbye and thanked Steve and Anna for everything.  In fact I think we broke some land speed record getting home in the limo, but that story is for another day.

 

TBC

 

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Previews:  and yes BAM fans, I will be giving you a hot BAM loving scene next, but it won’t be till next weekend. Sorry. I have to work on my other story tomorrow. I know, I suck, but such is life. 

 

 

 

I didn’t expect to make this chapter so long, but the characters felt differently, so we have more then just the BAM love scene here today. I hope everyone enjoys it.  Oh and Dre, before you ask, beginning with the next chapter the drama will very slowly commence. *winks and ducks behind my computer*

 

(WARNING  Rated  NC-17  for strong sexual content and language.  Do Not Read if you are under the age of 18.  If sex between two women offends you, then please skip this chapter, because it is riddled with it. Ok you have been warned, now on with the story)

 

 

Chapter 5  (the first part is Rated NC-17, the later only PG-13)

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

Excited…damn right I was excited.  I made it through our front door first.  I know it wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, but Bianca just laughed and said something about her very own “roadrunner.” I was stripping as I ran through the house and heading towards the bedroom.  “Meet you in the bed, baby” I yelled out.  I knew we both needed a pit stop before anything else, so once I had all but my panties and bra removed, I headed for the bathroom.  Then I heard Bianca yell something about going to use the guest bathroom to save time.  I took care of my business, washed my hands and face, brushed my teeth and used the cinnamon mouth wash, brushed my hair and took several deep, calming breaths. 

 

The last thing I wanted to do was just pounce on Bianca after all this time.  And I knew as well as she did, this could very well be our last time before the baby was born, so we were going to take things nice and slow.  I had only rushed this part to get to the good part, plus I wanted to be sure Bianca didn’t change her mind.   

 

I took my bra and panties off, throwing them into the hamper, and took a few more deep breaths and then I opened the bathroom door.  And there she was, my glorious, beautiful and yes 5 months pregnant wife, who never looked better to me then she did at that moment.   She was lying on her side, facing me and smiling that radiant Bianca smile; that still makes my heart flutter, even after all these years.  Her dark eyes were so full of the love that I had been missing for too long now, and were begging me to join her.

 

I was both speechless and frozen by the sight of her, and my body tingled from head to toe, just like the first time I saw her naked all those years ago in our hotel suite. I wanted to take her in and remember this night for all the other nights we would be too tired, too busy, or she too sick to make love.

 

“Is something wrong, Maggie?  You’re starting to worry me baby.  Please come here and be with me,” she said patting my side of the bed and beckoning me to join her.

 

Then things started to go terribly wrong. My hesitation made her pregnancy “fat” worries kick in.

 

“Oh God Maggie, you don’t find me attractive any more, do you?  That’s why you’re standing there frozen.  I disgust you, don’t I?”

 

Little alarm bells started to sound off in my head. *Damage Control, Damage Control!!*

 

That’s when I ran towards the bed, slid and knelt before it; hoping to say the right words to calm Bianca’s fears.  Damn, I think I got some rug burns with that move, but I shrugged the pain off.

 

“God no, baby, it’s exactly the opposite.  The sight of you here all naked, pregnant and sexy as hell…well it took my breath away, sweetheart.  Just seeing you looking at me with all that love in your eyes, makes me the happiest woman.  And the proudest to know that you are my wife, my one and only and all mine, Bianca,”

 

“Oh Maggie,” she cried out, tears running down her cheeks.  “I love you so much, please hold me baby,”

 

I stood up and gently crawled into our bed, not wanting to jar my sweet lady or our baby.  Both of us reaching for one another and holding on tight.

 

“I love you so much, Bianca, I’m so sorry if I worried you,”

 

“I love you too Maggie. You’re still my little sweet talker, aren’t you Stone,”

 

“Yeah, but I meant every word of it B, really,”

 

“I know baby, believe me I know,”

 

We snuggled and held one another for sometime, just basking in the pleasure of each other and our love.

 

“What are you thinking about, Maggie?” Bianca finally asked, as she continued to run her fingers through my hair.

 

“The first time we made love, actually.  I thought my heart would burst out of my chest just seeing you…and then when you finally touched me…God I thought I would just die,” I said looking up now from my resting place on her chest,  “I never knew anyone could make me feel so loved as you did that day, baby, and everyday since,”

 

She smiled and cupped my face with her hands and began to kiss me with more passion than either of us had felt in so long.  My body was aching for her and I knew my girl well enough to know hers was for me as well.  As she kissed me, her leg wrapped around me and pulled me closer, her wet center pressed against my thigh.  But things weren’t in their normal places, her belly was forcing me into a rather awkward pose and I wasn’t sure what to do or say without setting B off.  But I also knew I couldn’t stay in this position for much longer without cramping.  That’s when I noticed Bianca had stopped kissing me and asked what was wrong?

 

“It’s ok B, you know it’s been awhile since we made love and well…the terrain is a little different now,” I said waving my hands over her body.  “I just need a little time to work out the mechanics,” and with that poor choice of words I knew I had just entered the first level of hell.

 

Bianca’s eyebrow raised, her eyes began to go cold and I swear I could see steam begin to come out her ears.

 

“MECHANICS?”

 

“Ah come on B, I didn’t mean anything bad. You know I think you’re gorgeous.  Please don’t be mad, I just don’t want to hurt you or the baby.  I need to be sure your both safe and bring you pleasure.  That’s all I meant,”

 

“Really” she said, looking guilty and less pissed.

 

“Really Bianca, just relax and let me get to know the new amazing and improved model that is my wife with child,”

 

She snickered and said, “And you wonder where Frankie gets her sweet talking bull from,”

 

I remained silent and shrugged, waiting to see if I was going to get the green light to go ahead.

 

“You’re lucky I love you so much, Stone, or you would be sleeping on the couch tonight for pouring on that heavy a load.  Come here you stud and make love to your horny, pregnant wife, before I get tired of waiting and have my way with you,”

 

“Yes Mistress…but this doesn’t mean you won’t ravage me later, does it?” I said, half joking and half serious.

 

“Not to worry sweetie, I promise no matter how tired you make me, I will have my way with you before it is time for the girls to come home,”

 

“Thank God,” I said out loud, not meaning to.  Then smiled guiltily and started to move toward Bianca.

 

“Wait sweetie; please get rid of all the blankets and top sheet.  I don’t want to get all tangled up in them,”

 

“Ok,”

 

I got on my knees and started to push all the covers onto the hope chest in front of our bed.  And while my back was turned a certain horny lady started to play with my tushy.

 

I turned my head to ask her what she was doing and she just smirked and kept running her fingers over my hips, butt and thighs.

 

“I’ve missed this view, Stone,”

 

“Do tell,” I said with my own smirk, but not moving a muscle, as she continued to toy with me.  I could hear moaning and then I realized it was a very contented me doing it.

 

“You like that, my little stud muffin?”

 

“Oh yeah…very much,” I said, wiggling my butt, hoping she would go for my more central area that was crying out for some much needed attention.  And that was when I got a great idea.  Though I knew we couldn’t perform your standard 69 with the 5 month baby-on-board and all, we sure as hell could do a little variation on a theme with the positions we were both in right now.

 

Without saying a word, I knew B would catch on if I got us started.  And there was nothing I wanted more then for both of us to come together, after such a long dry spell.

 

So I got down on my side, facing B and saddled up as close to her as I could, my one leg bent so she could still reach my pussy, while my upper body rested comfortably over her one thigh.  My right hand was stroking her stomach and my left working its way up and down her thighs, approaching Valhalla.  Just the smell of her arousal was making me dizzy with lust.

 

I heard my sexy lady begin to moan as well, and I knew she was pleased with my choice for our first position of love.

 

Before long we were both buried deep within each other, thrusting in and out with our fingers as our thumbs toyed and tormented each others swollen love buttons.  We were both so close, our hips matching every thrust. The room echoed with our moans and cries for more, as the desperate need to cum grew between us.

 

“Maggie please...I’m so ready, please cum with me,”

 

Bianca was thrashing around so much; I was having some trouble staying inside of her.  So I pulled my upper body even closer to hers and increased my efforts to make her cum.  She, desperate to make me cum, pinched my clit twice and sent me off like a rocket.  That was when I felt her let go and cum with me as well.  My fingers were drenched with her love juices, as I knew hers were with mine.  

 

We lay there spent, breathing like exhausted animals before we both burst into laughter.

 

“God I so needed that Mag’s,”

 

“Me too baby,”

 

Bianca smacked my hip and told me to get my lovely self back up to her, and so I did.

 

“So you ready for more, my little stallion, or are you all tucked out,”

 

I couldn’t believe this was the same woman who had kept me at arms length for weeks, too sick to even kiss let alone hold me. I didn’t know what had turned her around or on, but I so didn’t care.

 

“You know me baby, I’m always ready for more. Watcha got for me, sexy?”

 

“I want you baby.  I want my favorite dessert and I want it now, so get up and get on board baby,”

 

“Damn, B, I love it when you get all forceful and hot,”

 

“I know you do, now what are you waiting for.  The day isn’t getting any younger and neither are we,”

 

“Yes Mistress, your wish is my pleasure,” I said with a wink.

 

I helped Bianca get comfortable with just the right amount of pillows and then I knelt over that warm, sweet inviting mouth of hers.  Ready for one of my favorite rides of all time.

 

“Comfortable, Maggie?”

 

“Yes my love, and you?”

 

She answered me with a smack to my butt once again, which made me wonder was my wife getting kinky in her old age, but I kept that smart assed remark to myself.  No way was I about to jeopardize mind blowing sex at this stage.

 

Then the landline phone rang, and B and I froze staring at it from each of our precarious positions, waiting anxiously to see who would speak when the machine kicked in.

 

“Hi guys, it’s Lee and Lena.  Hope we aren’t catching you at a bad time girls,” Lee said as we heard both of them laughing, “Well, once you two come up for air give us a call. We have exciting news and we want to share it with you and the kids as soon as possible.  Call us!” then they hung up and I was about to “dismount” figuring Bianca would want to call them back right away.

 

“Where do you think you’re going, Stone?” Bianca said, grabbing onto my thighs.

 

“I thought you…”

 

“Their news will wait, sweetie. Besides we both know what it is, Lee’s finally pregnant and we will call later and have them over for dinner to celebrate.  Right now it’s our turn to celebrate the return of your horny wife…or don’t you agree?”

 

“Hell yeah I agree!” I shouted and without thinking thrust my fist into the air like a damn kid.  I could feel Bianca laughing as she began to kiss my inner thighs and blow warm air over my lips.

 

“God, you are already dripping Maggie,”

 

“Uh huh,” was all I could get out. I was past the point of conversation. My body and brain needed relief and my lady was just getting started. I grabbed onto the headboard with my left hand and started to touch myself with my right.  You see Bianca likes me to participate when we do this position, at least at the beginning.  It gets her all hot and bothered too.

 

“That’s my bad girl, stroke that swollen clit of yours, but don’t you dare cum…not yet,”

 

“Yes Mistress,” I whimpered.  B had several of her long fingers swirling within me, just getting me warmed up, before she started her tongue bath.  I was getting too close to cuming and she knew it. 

 

“Stop playing with your clit, baby, and grab onto the head board with both hands, your going to need it before I am through with you,”

 

And this ladies and gentlemen is the Kane side of my woman, though I would never tell her that. The *I’m in total control of your orgasm bitch*, and it always makes me hot as hell.  So I did as ordered, held on for life and waited for her next move.

 

I didn’t have to wait long; she removed her fingers from my core and started to circle my little rosebud, with her well lubricated middle finger.  Knowing full well this drives me NUTS!!  My entire lower body is on fire and aching for release.  Sweat is starting to form and I am beginning to wish I had put my hair in a ponytail, but it’s too late for that now.

 

Bianca pulled me closer with her free hand and began to make those wonderful long, slow licks over my dripping pussy; always ending each painstaking lick by flicking the tip of her tongue over my clit, and making my hips jerk towards her.  She kept this torture up for several glorious minutes, until she started to force that amazing tongue deep within me. Moving it in, out and around as only she can, while that middle finger of hers is now slipping past my rosebuds gates.

 

“Oh yeah B, please baby let me cum…you’re killing me,”

 

I felt her laughing, the vibrations sending chills through my body; removing her tongue and planting her lips and tongue over my throbbing clit as she began to suckle it. Her thumb buried deep within my pussy and her middle finger in my ass; pumping away as she nursed my clit.  My hands clutching the headboard so hard my knuckles are white, and my entire body is writhing against Bianca’s exquisite manipulations.

 

“Yeah baby, that’s it. Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee don’t stop!!!”

 

Then she shoved one more finger up my ass and began to shake her head side-to-side as she sucked my clit so hard it made me see stars, just as I came screaming with pure blinding pleasure.

 

Once the orgasm stopped and I felt my legs were about to give out, I took what little strength I had left and swung my limp body off of Bianca and collapsed beside her.

 

“Un freakin’ believable,” I forced out between gasping breaths.

 

“You’re welcome, baby.  I hope that makes up for the long wait?”

 

“Oh God yes...” I tried to say more, but I was just too spent.

 

Bianca rolled over onto her side and ran her fingers through my sweat covered hair, kissing my cheeks, lips, neck and finally rested her head on my chest, as she played with my left breast.

 

“Happy sweetie?”

 

“Uh huh,” I whimpered.

 

“Good, it’s nice to know I haven’t lost my touch,”

 

That was for damn sure, my girl hadn’t lost any of her magic and I was determined as soon as I could breathe and move again I would show her I hadn’t lost mine either. 

 

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(PG-13 still Maggie’s POV:)

 

Well, I had to admit, though our dry spell had been longer then I liked, Bianca more then made up for it, and yes so did I.  Sure there were some things we enjoyed doing in bed that were out for now, until after the baby was born.  But there was still plenty of variety to be had.  Plus we spent hours just hugging, holding, cuddling and kissing before we called Anna to let her know she could bring the girls home, or we could pick them up.  She told us to take our time and she would drop our babies off in little over an hour.  Right now they were all tuckered out and taking a quick nap.  We thanked her, took a not so quick shower together, changed the sheets and remade the bed. Opened the windows to air out the place and got dressed.

 

 

Bianca then remembered Lee and Lena had called, so we called them back and said dinner would be in two hours, but that they should come over whenever they were ready.

 

“What took you two so long to return our call?” they both asked, giggling as they waited for our response.  And yes I know it is hard to believe, but Lena actually does giggle sometimes, though she would never admit to it.

 

“Let’s just say we were preoccupied and leave it at that,” Bianca answered.

 

“Right, so tell me can either of you still walk straight after this preoccupation?”

 

“Maggie has a slight problem in that area, but I’m fine.  Well if you don’t count the ever pregnant waddle,”

 

“Oh Mag’s, don’t tell us you didn’t give as well as receive?”

 

“Oh shut up your two, or we’re taking back our dinner invitation,”

 

“Stop picking on my wife.  I will have you know she is still a wonderful lover and makes me cum like a fountain,” Bianca said with a proud smirk on her face.

 

“Thanks baby, you’re no slouch either…hell she had be seeing freakin’ stars,”

 

“Ok, were sorry we asked.  So do you two need us to bring anything for the dinner?” Lena asked.

 

“Just yourselves, your good news…oh and some wine if you have any,” I said, knowing full well Lena would have champagne for she and I, and sparkling cider for our pregnant spouses.

 

“Mommy, Mama,” we heard the running feet and cries of our children heading towards the living room.

 

“That’s our cue to hang-up.  Give the little ones a big hug for us,” both Lena and Lee said before hanging up.

 

“My babies,” Bianca said, opening her arms wide for their gentle attack on her.  They had gotten so good with being careful when hugging their Mama, it made me proud.

 

“Hey squirts,” I said, coming up to all three of them and ruffling their hair as B hugged them.

 

Frankie looked up at her Mama and me and grinned, poking Katie as she did, “see I told you they would be smiling when we saw them again.  They got all lovey-dovey when they got home,”

 

“That’s quite enough of that from you young lady,” Bianca said, with one hand on her hip and the other waving at our little trouble maker.

 

“I’m just saying, Mama, you two smile a lot more when you get all…” I clamped my hand over junior’s mouth, before she said something we all would regret.

 

“Yes, sweetie, we get it. Now why don’t you and Katie give Nana a kiss and hug goodbye.  Auntie Lena and Lee are on their way over for dinner with some big news,”

 

“Cool,” Frankie shouted as she wiggled away from me.

 

“Anna you are more then welcome to stay. We can send the car for Stephen so that he can join us too,”

 

“Thank you, Bianca, but he is waiting for me down in the car, and we are both planning a quiet night at home after we go out for dinner. But thank you for the invitation,”

 

“Thank you, Anna, for everything,” Bianca said, hugging our honorary Mother.

 

“Always happy to help, my dears.  Come here girls give me a hug and a kiss,”

 

The little ones almost knocked her down, with their enthusiasm, but she loved it as did they.  Anna was the dream grand mother.  Maybe not so big on the homey parts, but one heck of a good story teller, listener and grade a hugger, or so my little ones told me. We were all damn lucky to have her in our lives.

 

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“So you two finally did it?”

 

“Yes, it has been hell getting here, but we are finally pregnant.  Right sweetie?” Lee said proudly, kissing the palm of Lena’s hand.

 

“Well we did try to warn you, this isn’t the easiest process, but it is really worth it,”

 

“I know, Mag’s, I just didn’t think it would take so long,”

 

“Hell Lee, for some women it can take years before it works,”

 

“I know, but you know patience isn’t my specialty, Stone,”

 

“No kidding,” Lena mumbled.

 

“Watch it, Kundera, or you will be sleeping alone tonight,” Lee snarked back at her wife, but we all knew she didn’t mean it. Hell, these two hadn’t stopped holding hands since they got here.

 

“So how far along are you?”

 

“A little over a month,”

 

Bianca and I looked at one another and Lee knew what we were thinking.

 

“I know, I know, Lena said the same thing.  We should wait a few more months before we tell anyone, but I just couldn’t.  I thought my heart would explode with joy when I saw the blue on the test.  And well damn it, I had to tell Lena and then we knew we had to tell all of you,”

 

“It’s ok, sweetie, just please take care of yourself.  I don’t want you working those insane hours,” Bianca stressed.

 

“I told her the same thing, Bianca, but she tells me she can handle it,”

 

“Oh you two, I’m pregnant not dying.  And none of the nasty stuff you have had to deal with has started yet, Bianca. So I want to stay busy for as long as I can. Besides it will give me time to get my two assistants ready to do more when I am out on leave,”

 

“That’s true, so have you gone to the doctor yet to confirm the pregnancy?”

 

“We do that tomorrow.  Plus I will need to get all the prenatal stuff as well.  I’m just so excited I can’t stand it,” Lee said, jumping up and down on her seat like one of our 3 year olds.

 

“This is so cool, Auntie Lee, can we touch your tummy?” Frankie asked, taking her sister’s hand and leading her over to their newly pregnant Aunt.

 

“Sure sweetie, but it’s a little early to feel her moving,”

 

“It’s a girl?” We all said, including Lena.

 

“Well, I don’t know that for certain yet, but it’s a feeling I have.  I just know it’s going to be a little girl,”

 

“But we will love the baby, no matter what the gender, right my love?”

 

“Of course, Lena,” Lee answered, kissing her wife.

 

“Here, Frankie and Katie, come and touch her,”

 

Our little angels scampered to their Aunt and placed their little hands ever so gently on her tummy, “Whatcha gona call her?” Frankie asked, looking up at Lee and Lena.

 

“I was thinking Alexandra Kundera.  And her middle names would be Bianca Margaret,”

 

“Wow Alexandra Bianca Margaret Kundera, sounds like a princess in one of Lena’s stories,” Frankie said with wonder.

 

“A pwetty name, Auntie Lee,” Katie gushed.

 

I watched Lena during all of this, noticing a mixture of pride and concern on her face.  But then Lena was always the cautious one of the two and as happy as I knew she was, I also knew she wouldn’t really completely rejoice until she knew the doctors said all was well with her wife and child to be.  It was just her way.

 

“So I say it’s time for dessert,” I announced, who wants pie?”

 

“Me!” everyone shouted as I rose to get the pie, that neither Bink’s nor I ever got to last evening.

 

“Oh, Auntie Lena, we have exciting news too!” little Frankie, exclaimed as she jumped up and down.

 

“Really, and what would that be, little one?”

 

Bianca and I were scared for a second, wondering what Frankie was referring to, knowing how she had as tendency to share very private things with the world.

 

“Mama and Mommy know the sex of our baby too and it’s a BOY!!!  Now how cool is that?”

 

B and I both took a deep breath of relief at Frankie’s news and confirmed for everyone it was quite true, the next Montgomery-Stone would in fact be a boy.

 

“That’s wonderful news, we’re so happy for you.  Though this little guy is going to have his work cut out for him with all the crazy women in this family,”

 

“Gee, thanks Lena,” I answered with a pout.

 

“I’m just saying,” she answered back with a shrug.

 

“No you’re right, but his Mother and I will work very hard to make him not feel like the odd man out…and his sisters too, right girls?”

 

“Right Mama!” Frankie answered and started to dance around the room with her little twin, holding hands and dancing big circles together until they dropped from exhaustion.  

 

Lena and Lee picked our little darlings and carried them into the living room where we all enjoyed the pie.  Later Lena excused herself and went to pour the champagne and sparkling cider, carrying the glasses in on our silver tray and placed them on the coffee table as we each reached for one.

 

“Too the two wonderful children Frankie and Katie, who have blessed our lives these past three years, to their little brother who will join us soon and their new niece or nephew who will be here before the end of the year.  To family, love and a bright future!”

 

“Thank you Lena…To family, love and a bright future,” we all toasted as well.

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Previews:  Maggie and Lena confront concerns Lena has about a problem that has resurfaced from their past.  How will Bianca and Lee deal with it as well or will Lena and Maggie keep this from their spouses for now?

 

Chapter 6  Rated R for some adult language

 

“Well, it seems congratulations are in order ladies, Lee you are indeed pregnant,”

 

“Thank you, Doctor, and everything looks good?” Lena asked tentatively.

 

“Yes, Lena, it all looks wonderful at this point.  But I will be seeing you at least once a week for the next month or two, just to be on the safe side.  With the history of miscarriages in your family, Lee, I don’t want to take any chances.  And I don’t want you working more then 8 to 10 hours a day understood?”

 

“But Doc…”

 

“No arguments Lee, you wanted this baby, now you have to take it seriously.  There are few things as traumatic as losing a child and I don’t want to see that happen to you and Lena because you insist on working those insane hours of yours,”

 

“Please listen to him sweetheart.  You know we have the staff to do the job and they will be in touch with me and you if they have any questions.  It’s time to really trust them to do their jobs and yours now,”

 

“Fine, you’re both right.  It’s just – well I’ve been doing this for so long, it’s hard to let go.  But then this baby – our baby and taking care of her and myself is my job now,” Lee said, clasping her wife’s hand tightly, as she looked up into those warm brown eyes of Lena’s.

 

“That’s right,” both Lena and the Doctor said in unison, making them all laugh.

 

“OK, then it is agreed, you will slow down.  My nurse will give you all your prenatal vitamins and supplements, plus the instructions on when to take them.  If you have even a hint of spotting, bleeding or cramping I want to know about it ASAP, understood?”

 

“Yes Doc,”

 

“Wonderful, then I wish you both good luck and I will see you next week.  Till then be good,”

 

“Oh Doctor, before you go…uh one question,” Lena stammered, looking at the floor nervously.

 

“Ah yes, the sex question, silly me I should have mentioned that.  For now I would say as long as you don’t get too athletic or creative, you should be safe to indulge in what I would call sex without toys, you get my drift?” he said with a twinkle in his eye.

 

“Damn, no wonder Maggie loves you as a doctor.  You’re as bad as she is,” Lee responded.

 

“Yes, well Doctor Stone and I do tend to tell it like it is,”

 

“I prefer that,” Lena said with a smile.

 

“And that is why she is your best friend,” the doctor added.

 

“That and for other reasons.  Thank you Doctor, I promise the little woman here will do everything you say, or I will tie her to the bed if I have to,”

 

“I’m sure you will,” The Doctor said, smiling and winking at the two of them.  “Later ladies,” and he exited the room.

 

“Little woman,” Lee asked with her eyebrow raised.

 

“Don’t get your panties in a twist, baby, just making a joke,”

 

“Who says I have panties on,” Lee answered with a smirk.

 

“You bad girl,” Lena smiled.

 

“So you want to take me here, sweetie,” Lee said, bending her left knee on the exam table and exposing herself.

 

“Lee, we have to come back here every week for an appointment. We are so not going to do it on his table.  Besides everyone in the waiting room would hear you, you know how loud you are, and then we would never hear the end of it,” Lena said, busily trying to cover her wife.

 

“Gee Lena, when did you turn in to such a prude,”

 

“The minute you said I was going to be a Mother,”

 

“Wow, so this means no more fun-and-games Kundera?”

 

“Be serious Lee, I’m just saying what we do at home is one thing. But we are going to be parents now and we can’t just do whatever we want any more,”

 

“You’re right, I didn’t mean to make you angry, baby.  I’m just not used to this side of you,”

 

“I’m not angry Lee, just want us to keep things in perspective is all.  Things have change dramatically for us, as they did for Maggie and Bianca with their kids,”

 

“That’s true. But I feel like there is something else you aren’t telling me that’s had you worried.  I have been sensing it for weeks now,”

 

“There’s nothing, I’ve just been working to hard is all,”

 

“And not sleeping well.  You have been restless for ages.  You know you can tell me anything Lena,”

 

“I know baby, it’s just work, nothing to worry about. You have much more important things now to concern yourself with,” Lena said touching her wife’s stomach lovingly and kissing her cheek.

 

“Alright, I know better then to try and drag it out of you.  Honestly, did you and Maggie both have to share the stubborn, silent trait?  Is that the one thing you both have that Bianca loves?

 

“I think it is safe to say, that is the one thing Mags and I share that both you and Bianca hate equally,”

 

“Agreed, well sweetie let’s go see the nurse and get our prenatal goods and make our appointment…ops, right after I get dressed.”

 

Lena grinned and smacked her wife on her very exposed butt.

 

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“Lena, what brings you to the clinic today?” Maggie asked as she finished reviewing the paper work of a few new cases.

 

“I just dropped Lee off at the house, after our appointment with the Doctor.  She said she wanted to nap, so I called and your staff said you were working today. So here I am to spend some quality time with my best friend,”

 

“Uh huh, and what is the real reason, my cryptic friend?” Maggie asked, leaning back in her high-back office chair, her hands behind her head.

 

“You know me too well,” Lena answered, sitting in one of the two chairs before Maggie’s desk.

 

“Maggie something has come to my attention I have been putting off tell you or Bianca.  But I think we need to discuss it if for no other reason then to be aware of a possible threat,”

 

“OK that got my attention, Lena, what is it?”

 

Lena took a deep breath and then continued, “It’s Kevin, Kevin Burke.  He was released from prison a few months ago for good behavior,”

 

“Not great news, but not what I was expecting.  And what, you suspect he will try to do something to us?”

 

“I don’t know, Mags, but I do know he felt his being sent to jail, after the Erica fiasco, was anything but just.  Compounded by the fact he lost out on all that money Lee had promised him.  And though I wasn’t the one to press charges, the police were adamant even if I didn’t they would, because of his reckless behavior that resulted in me almost dying,”

 

“And in the end that is what happened. You didn’t press charges, but they did.  So why would he come after us?”

 

“I’m not saying he would, it’s just…well I think it is safer to be prepared that he might,”

 

“OK Lena, you know him better then any of us, so I trust your judgment. What do you recommend we do?”

 

“Be vigilant with any new people that come into your lives. Plus I have beefed up security for you, Bianca, the children and Lee and I.  Nothing too radical, but enough to give me some peace at night,”

 

“Sounds solid, but I get the feeling you have something else to share,”

 

“I do…your new friend,”

 

“What new friend?”

 

“The doctor you’ve met on line,”

 

“Oh HotDoc…Liz I mean, what about her?”

 

“Well, she showed up about the time Kevin was released.  A week or so after, if I remember correctly,”

 

“That’s absurd, Lena.  She’s just some chick on line that I met totally by chance,”

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Lena, I didn’t even know her first name or she mine until this week.  She knows nothing about me or my family,”

 

“She knows you’re a Doctor,”

 

“But that’s it and all she ever will know. I have no intention of telling her anything about B or the kids,”

 

“Why not?”

 

“What?  Gee Lena, make up your mind.  You want me to tell her or you don’t?”

 

“Maggie what we are talking about are two very different things here and you know it.  I haven’t wanted to get into your business, but since Lee found out she was pregnant, my entire out look on life, marriage, relationships…all of it has really come into focus for me.”

 

“You’re losing me friend, I’m getting a headache just trying to keep up with your train of thought process,”

 

“OK, first, as far as this Liz person is concerned, I don’t think it is safe for you to reveal too much about yourself or your family to her, because I don’t trust her,”

 

“Why the hell not, she’s just some woman out there in cyberspace, Lena.  Hell she could be thousands of miles from where we are and you know we will never meet, even if she isn’t,”

 

“Maggie, she’s not thousands of miles from here,”

 

“You didn’t,” Maggie said, pounding her fist on her desk.

 

“I only know her email address, so far.  You left your computer on with one of her emails and I saw it.  HotDoc@yahoo.co.uk,”

 

“And besides invading my privacy, what did you learn,”

 

“Well the UK at the end tells us she is someone in Great Brittan. And I would expect London, from the type of Doctor you have described.  If she is a Doctor at all,”

 

“Oh trust me she is.  She couldn’t fake that with some of the conversations we have had.  We’ve gotten pretty technical at times and the slang for terms only a doctor would use or know,”

 

“Well in a way that is good to know.  It tells us more about her,”

 

“Lena stop it, she isn’t a spy she’s my friend. And if Bianca doesn’t have a problem with her, what the hell is your deal? Where do you get off spying on me?”

 

“Maggie, I’m just trying to look out for you and you family, and our businesses as well,”

 

“One has nothing to do with the other.  You are head of security for the businesses not My Fucking Life!”

 

“Maggie, you can scream and yell at me all you want, but I’m telling you. I have a gut feeling this person is not only a threat to you and your family, but to all of us. It’s Kevin’s style to get someone in to our group and work from within,”

 

 “But she’s not in anything, Lena. She doesn’t live here; the only place we share is on the net,”

 

“Maggie, be honest if not with me then yourself.  You’re letting this complete stranger into your life, bit-by-bit.  Hell, we don’t even know if it is a woman or a doctor. For all we know it could be Kevin himself, though I doubt it.  But my point is, someone on the net is just that someone.  And we have all been through enough bad shit to know better then to take things at face value, Maggie.  And more importantly, my friend, you and I both know you are forming an attachment to this woman, whether you want to admit it or not.  And as your best friend, God Mother to Katie, and friend to your wife, I won’t just stand back and watch you sabotage your marriage.  And risk all of our lives over someone you barely know,”

 

“Get out,” the petite blonde said with quiet determination.

 

“Maggie,”

 

“No Lena, unless you want to end our friendship today, you leave now.”

 

“Maggie please,”

 

“No Lena, I’m sick of everyone thinking I am some irresponsible child who needs to be led by the hand and told what to do and not.  I heard what you said, now you hear me.  Never will you spy on me or mine ever again. Never will you tell me who I can and can not see; you aren’t my wife.  And NEVER accuse me of endangering my wife, friends and children, do you hear me? Now leave, before I say things I will never be able to take back,”

 

Lena did as Maggie asked, distressed at how badly their meeting had gone.  Her only hope was Maggie would calm down and see for herself that Lena was only trying to protect her friend and the rest of them.  And to keep Maggie from making a mistake that could jeopardize everything she holds dear. 

 

Lena shook her head in frustration, as she left the clinic. She couldn’t share her concerns with her wife or Bianca, they had more then enough to deal with and Lena would do nothing to jeopardize the safety of those two babies or their mothers.  She had hoped this time she wouldn’t have to continue to deal with the Kevin Burke mess on her own, but it was looking more and more as though she would.  But then she thought of someone else, Anna.  As she got into her car to head home, a shadow stood off to the far side of the parking lot, watching her leave, playing with a sliver dollar and laughing to themselves.

 

Maggie stood looking out her picture window and watched her friend get into her car. Her arms wrapped tightly around her small frame.  Her inner demons and thoughts racing through her head, wondering why she could never have more then five minutes of happiness before the crap always came rushing back into their lives.  As she watched Lena’s car drive off, she touched the windowpane and whispered the words, “Kundera, why do you have to be so freakin right all the time?”

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Chapter 7  Rated R for some adult language

 

Later the same day:

 

"Hey Lee, sorry to just drop in, but..." Maggie said staring at her feet, as her friend held the front door open.

 

"Maggie it's no problem, you know Lena and I are always glad to see you.  Please come in,"

 

"So, Lena isn't home yet?" the blonde asked, passing by her friend as the door closed.

 

"No, she's home, she went right to her office once she got here. Why?  Did you two have an argument?" Lee asked, sensing Maggie’s uneasiness.

 

"Yeah, you could say that," Maggie answered, still having not made eye contact with her friend.

 

"I see, well go into the living room and I'll fetch the wife.  I'm sure you two will fix this in no time," Lee said, patting Maggie on the shoulder.

 

"I hope," the blonde mumbled to herself as she headed for a seat on the sofa in the living room

 

"Hey," Lena said entering the living room, slowly taking the seat beside her nervous friend.

 

"Hey yourself," Maggie answered only briefly making eye contact with Lena.

 

They sat fidgeting with their hands as they both waited for the other to say something.

 

"Listen Maggie..."

 

"No, Lena please let me go first,"

 

"Ok,"

 

"Look, I messed up and shock stun I lost my temper and said things I shouldn't have, ok. It's just – sometimes when I'm with you or B I feel like some stupid kid in the mix that everyone is waiting to see mess up. I'm not stupid, Lena, and I would never intentionally do anything to hurt my wife or kids. I just need you to know and really believe that,"

 

"I do, Maggie..."

 

"OK fine, but please let me finish.  As for this Liz chick, after you left I spent a lot of time thinking about what you said and how she could be a plant by Kevin. Though I'm not totally convinced, I have to admit knowing our past, you have a better then 50% chance of being right about that.  So I'm going to email her one last time just to say I am really busy these days and don't be surprised if she doesn't see me on the board any more for sometime.  Also, as for your assumption that I am beginning to form an attachment to her...well yes to a certain extent.  But things are different now. Bianca and I are back to communicating again and she isn't pushing me away. Plus the kids really need us both and then there is the baby and B's concerns about that. So you see all my time will be spent dealing with that, the business and anything I can do to help you and Lee.  And – God Lena, look I'm sorry, really sorry for taking my frustrations and anger out on you today.  You're a good friend and I love you,"

 

"I love you too, Maggie, I didn't mean to upset you. I was just concerned about - well you know and I felt I needed to address the situation.  Plus Mags, please remember something.  I was Liz.  I played the part she is playing "IF" she is a plant by Kevin.  And if she is, she is going to be damn good at working her way into your life and much more to wreak the havoc he wants.  But I never meant to imply you were deliberately endangering your wife and kids.  You have to understand, these people make you do things you would never think of doing by gaining your trust and putting you into positions you never dreamt you would be in.  I'm just trying to prevent that from happening before things escalate out of control."

 

"And I see that, Lena, I do.  It's just lately I seem to be second guessed about major actions or decisions in my life as if I am some child, and that hurts,"

 

Lena moves closer to Maggie and puts her arm around her friend's shoulder, "Maggie no one, not Bianca, Lee or me think of you as a child or stupid.  It's just different temperaments. The three of us tend to think things to death before acting, you tend to jump in, but I have never seen you do anything, these past 6 - 7 years, which I would call reckless or dangerous.  Believe me, if it weren't for the fact of Kevin getting out of prison around the time you met Liz on line, I never would have suspected anything at all. And I am the first to admit I might be wrong about her. It's just after so much heart ache; I want to make sure we are all safe. We've all suffered enough from Erica and Kevin. We don't need new shit, agreed?"

 

"Agreed, I've just need more sleep and I won't be so cross and jumpy," Maggie says, taking a deep breath and allowing herself to be really held by her friend.

 

"I hear that. I'm sorry too Mags, I never want you to feel like I am treating you with anything other then friendship or respect. I love you kiddo," the tall brunette said, lightly hitting her fist against the smaller blonde’s shoulder.

 

"Thanks.  So are you going to try an investigate Liz?" Maggie asked, looking into her friend’s eyes.

 

"Not for now, unless she continues to pursue you on the net, I say we let it go,"

 

"Lena...I..."

 

"What Maggie?"

 

"I want you to know I wasn't looking to cheat on B. I need you to believe that.  I was just enjoying the attention...you know?"

 

"I know sweetie, but if this person was or is a scam artist, trust me she would have had you in her bed, with or without your consent and with photos before the sheets were cold.  And how would you ever explained that to Bianca or the kids?"

 

"God, B would never forgive me and Frankie, hell she'd be the first to kick me out for hurting her Mama. Katie would just sob and they would all break my heart,"

 

"So it's just as well she is history, right?"

 

"Right, God I can be such an ass I promise no more cyber sluts for me. Pinky swear!"

 

"That's my girl. Now get out of here. I need to celebrate with my wife tonight,"

 

"Why?"

 

"We got the confirmation from the doc today, we are pregnant,"

 

"Far out, that is so great. Let me go congratulate Lee as well and I will be out of your hair,"

 

"Oh and Maggie, are we still in agreement, mums the word to the wives about all this Kevin stuff,"

 

"Totally, I don't want either of them losing any sleep over this. You and I will deal,"

 

"Agreed, then go see Lee and go home and kiss the kids and wife for me,"

 

"Kids yes, Bianca no," the petite blonde says with a smile. 

 

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Maggie's POV:

 

"You're home so late, sweetie.  I was beginning to worry,"

 

"I'm sorry B, I ran into some things as work and then I had to drop by Lena and Lee's for a little bit.  They went to the Doc and got the confirmation on the pregnancy, I wanted to congratulate them personally,"

 

"That is wonderful news. I suspect they are celebrating as we did last night,"

 

"I dare say that is an honest assessment of their plans for the evening,"

 

"So, when do I get my kiss hello from my very tired wife," Bianca asked smiling.

 

"Right now wench, so pucker up beautiful," I say taking Bianca in my arms and planting one on her.

 

"Ah Maaaaaaah, can't you two save that for your room?" Frankie whined as she walked past her parents.

 

"No Francis, your Mother and I want you children to grow up in a healthy, loving home and see that your parents love each other," Bianca answered while pinching Maggie's ass just a little.

 

"Fine, just don't complain to me when my therapy bills are sky hi when I'm older, Mom!"

 

"Hey, why is it my fault?" I asked.

 

"Because you make Mama crazy with your sexy lips and bode. You make her do those things, we all know it," Frankie said, her hands on her little hips and her head leaning to the side with a scowl on her face.

 

"The kids right, Mags, you do make me crazy,"

 

"There see," Frankie said, pointing at Maggie. Bianca covering her mouth as she laughs.

 

"Fine, I know better then even try and win this one. I'm going to take a shower and leave the rest of you to your own insane line of reasoning,"

 

"Great and I'll get dinner finished while you shower.  Greta is going to join us tonight,"

 

"Ok, see you in a bit,"

 

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Maggie’s POV:

 

After my shower I quickly went to my office and sent the email to Liz.  I don't feel good about it, but if she is setting me up, I guess it doesn't matter how she feels about receiving this now.  Part of me really hopes she doesn't try to contact me except for a single return answer message.  I just feel like I used her and now I am leaving her hi and dry. But My Wife and kids have to come first and I shouldn't have forgotten that. And I can't tell her about them, just incase she is one of the bad guys.  Oh well, it's done.

 

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Maggie’s POV:

 

It's the beginning of May and Lee and I are another year older. And Lee is now 3 months pregers, her boobs are humongous and both she and Lena are in heat 24/7.  I haven't seen them like this since the first year they were together.  We have to keep the kiddos away from them or they really are going to need therapy. Or worse they will be discussing their aunts' behavior in show and tell; trust me when I say I'm not kidding. Knowing Frankie she would have photos and tapes as well. *shakes head* She’s our little industrial spy in the making. You would swear she was Lena's kid instead of mine.  But then I forget, the con and sneaky gene does come from my Mother's side of the family too, God help me.

 

Things have been terrific between Bianca and me.  And the situation with Katie and Frankie is great. They have gone shopping on line with us for things for the new baby, just easier for Bianca right now as well and we don’t have to drag 3 year olds through the mall. We read to them every night before bed and spend several days a week taking them to the park to play, when Bianca is up for it. 

 

Our Nanny Greta is getting much more free time, so her private life has improved from what I hear. She and "HOT" Sara are quite the item; according to our resident spy, Frankie.  They have been caught many times "sucking face" she says and some questionable groping as well. When Bianca learned of this she spoke to Greta about it, I thought the poor young girl would die from embarrassment. She promised she would make sure from here on all activities would be behind closed doors.  I wanted to add, and lock your door and tape up the key hole, but Bianca stopped me.  She said she was sure Greta got the picture.  I told B, if she hadn't I was sure Frankie had copies for her and would be pleased to give her a set.  Ok the wife didn't appreciate that joke.  But Lena did when I told her. :)  Some people just don't get me. :(

 

Some of you might be wondering what happened with HotDoc/Liz, well the good news is after she acknowledged my email saying she understood, I haven't heard from her. Which makes me think maybe Lena was wrong, but I’m not sorry I ended it? And truth be told, Bianca was very pleased when I told her I wouldn't be on the computer as much any more and I told Liz I was too busy for IM. She tried to be all laidback about it, but I could tell she was both relieved and happy. So I guess it was bugging her more then she let on.  I guess I really owe Lena big time on that front. Things could have gotten much worse and then I would be working my way out of the dog house.

 

As for Bianca and all her ailments, I am pleased to say she is doing much better, though as she becomes more and more pregnant it is harder for her to do things. But we do make love on the weekends. That is the time the girls have agreed to stay with their Grandparents, since we see them during the week. It has worked out really well for all of us.  Hell sometimes, B and I just enjoy the quiet and snuggle on the sofa and watch romantic movies. I would never admit this to anyone, but I actually cry over them more then Bianca. I am turning into one huge sap the longer I am married and spend time with my kids. I think I am losing my edge, but so be it.

 

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Lena's POV:

 

You know I never understood why men wanted their wives barefoot and pregnant.  But after the past 30 days with my wife, let me tell you. If she is like this with each of our children, then I too want Lee barefoot and pregnant until she is at least 40. My God, she is a freakin' animal in bed. More so then when we first dated, and I thought that was something. Now I could do without the crazed crying jags or up and down hysteria, which happens as well.  But now I understand why Bianca and Maggie were always running off here and there to hump one another when Maggie was pregnant.  I mean books should be written about this phenomenon.  These women are possessed. I'm just glad I'm not a man. If I had to get it up as often as Lee "needs it" I would be dead and drained by now.  Oh, and incase you are wondering, The Doctor has her off the "no toys" clause. But I'm not going into details...for now.

 

Thankfully the pregnancy is going very well. Lee has been great about not arguing too much with me when I either send her home in the limo after eight hours of work or take her home and shag her as a reward. Let me tell you, when I caught on how effective that ploy was, I used it as often as I could.  And now she pretty much just comes up to me at the end of her day, takes a hold of my belt and pulls me towards her, plants one hot kiss on me and says the limo awaits. Needless to say, I don't hear much after that.  The staff is enjoying teasing me about our daily nookie calls. I tell them to enjoy their freedom for now, because when I do return I will have them working twice as hard, but they know I'm full of it. Lee, Bianca and I are blessed. We have the best staff on the planet working for us. They would do anything for us, because they know we will and do anything for them. And with each of us busy with our families now, it's nice to know it all won't come crashing down without us. But trust me, Bianca, Lee and I have our eye on the ship.  We can access all files, etc from home that we need to; to know if any funky shit is going down.  We will never just turn our backs, not with Kevin lurking out there.  Not that I have seen or heard from him, but my spidy senses tell me he's out there and he's watching.  I know this scum too well, and I know he has something planned, I just wish I knew what. Oh well, enough about him, I have a starving wife waiting for food back in the bedroom so I better get a move on.

 

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Lee's POV:

 

God I am so hungry, Lena just gave me one hell of a work out and I swear I could eat a horse.  She's getting something for us to eat, told her to surprise me. She usually grabs a little bit of everything, never knowing what will strike my fancy.  After several frustrating trips to and from the kitchen and back to the bedroom in the past, she went out and bought a serving cart like the ones hotels use to bring the food, plates, glasses ,etc to the room. That's my girl, always thinking. She's not big on wasting time or energy on stupid stuff.

 

And then we have the newest development with the baby. My breast, not small to begin with for my frame, but now...my god they are huge and seem to be everywhere.  They are forever getting in my way when I go to reach for things or sit at a table and I bang them into it. Lena just smirks and always asks if she can help. Sure she wants to help...cop a feel you mean. She hasn't stopped playing with them since their arrival. But don't get me wrong, I am loving the attention as much as she is.

 

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Lena's POV:

 

It finally happened; Lee and I were in the limo on the way to work today.  I happen to look into the side view mirror and caught a glimpse of him.  I couldn't believe he was that careless and stupid, but here he was, lurking in the alley way behind us, smoking and smirking as he watched.  I wanted to jump out of the car and smack that smirk off his face.  But I didn't want Lee to know. She noticed a change and asked me what was wrong.  I told her I just remembered I had to call someone, and I did. I called our security tail and told him in code that Kevin was behind us, to follow but not apprehend. Needless to say, the cryptic one-way conversation only proved to peak Lee's interest.  But I played it off, kissed her and started to talk about the work we needed to do today. I have no idea how much longer she is going to let me keep things from her. She knows me too well.  I hate lying to her, and I don't want to worry her. But I admit it, I am more then a little concerned to know I was right and Kevin is watching us.  It’s time to step things up and find out why?

 

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Back in Lena’s office, after she had seen Kevin in the alley. Lena POV:

 

“Hi boss,”

 

“So where is the scum hiding out?”

 

“We don’t know, boss, he gave us the slip,”

 

“He what?” I asked gritting my teeth. These were two of my best security men, if they lost him, it wasn’t out of carelessness and I wasn’t going to tear them a new one, at least not until I heard why.

 

“Damn bad luck, boss, a freakin Sanitation truck blocked our path about 5 minutes into the time we started to follow him.  There just wasn’t anyway to get around it. We’re sorry boss.”

 

“I understand. He probably set it up so I would see him, knowing you would follow and used the truck to prevent you from keeping on his tail.  Well fine, if he wants to start the cat-and-mouse games, so be it.  When and if he shows again we will have more then just you two ready to follow.  It’s time for phase two, boys.  I want no fewer then 3 cars with two guards each doing surveillance on Lee and I at all times. And the same goes for Maggie, Bianca and the kids. And when the kids go with the nanny or the Grandparents you make sure there are at least 3 other cars watching them, with minimum of two guards each.  We can’t afford any more mistakes.  The next time it might cost us more then any of us are willing to lose,”

 

“Understood, boss, there won’t be any more mistakes,”

 

“It’s ok Joe, this wasn’t a mistake.  We didn’t know until now I was right and this scum is after us. And we still don’t know what he has in mind.  But from here on in we’re playing by the same rules.  And remember, not a word to Lee, Bianca or Maggie about any of this.  I will tell them when time comes,”

 

“Understood,” both young men answered and exited the office.

 

*Now I need to find out if Maggie has heard from that Liz woman. If so we know for sure she’s in the game too. In the meantime I’m going to get someone to find out who little miss HotDoc is.*

 

TBC

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

Normally I would have waited till the weekend to write and post this, but the sickening farce on AMC this week has brought my muse to life early and though this is far from a happy chapter, at least it isn’t that sh*t being paraded on TV as a Bianca SL. Now on with tonight’s story, fasten your seatbelts that’s all I’m saying.

 

Chapter 8   rated R for some adult language

 

Maggie's POV:

 

The past two months flew by, Lee is in her 5th month and Bianca is beginning the 9th and final long month of our journey to the newest member of our clan.  I’ve been busy preparing for the medical conference in London, where I will be one of the guest speakers. The time is finally here and I leave for the jet within the hour.  I will only be gone 3 days, but Bianca has been a nervous Nelly about this all week.  And Lena has been driving me nuts about Kevin and how no one has caught a glimpse of him since the day they lost him in the alley.  I keep telling her she was probably wrong and it never was Kevin, but she insists it was. I've learned to no longer argue the point with her.

 

My one suitcase is finally packed and I am packing up my computer and speech as the kids are jumping up and down on our bed, like two drug crazed chimps.  Bianca, Greta and I took them to the zoo earlier in an effort to appease them about my pending departure.  So now they are high on the cotton candy, soda and candy apples they begged for and are doing their best imitations of the chimps they saw today; especially Frankie, of course, who is making the most noise and wild gestures.

 

“OooooAaaaaaaOOoooooaAAAaaaa” Frankie continues to shout as she flails her arms.

 

“Mommy, Mommy don’t go,” little Katie shouts, as she sees me closing up my computer bag.  She tries to get to me, but Frankie’s wild jumping is making it difficult for her to get off the bed.

 

“Katie, sweetie….FRANKIE PLEASE!!!” I finally yell, but immediately feel bad, as Frankie stops and begins to pout and hangs her head.

 

“Oh girls come here, give me your bestest hug,” I say with my arms wide open. “I’m sorry Frankie, your Mom’s tired and I have a lot on my mind, but I shouldn’t have yelled,” they both snuggled into my arms and Frankie looks up and smiles, “It’s ok Mom, I can be pretty trying, or so EVERYONE tells me,” she says in her exaggerated voice she loves to use, when imitating her elders.

 

“Yes you can,” Katie says with a smile.  Oh and incase you haven’t noticed our little Katie is speaking much clearer now.  I guess Frankie is finally rubbing off on her, lord knows, Greta has told us when we, her Mom’s, aren’t around, Frankie has been working with Katie to make her speech clearer. I fear it is for devious reasons.  I think Francis is hoping she and her sister can be more alike and trick people as to which one is which.  Not that my little angle would do that of course.  Right.

 

"Shut up, Katie," Frankie shouts.

 

"You shut up you - you poopee head,"

 

"Who you callin' a poopee head, you runt,"

 

"I'm as tall as you are Francissssssss poopee head," Katie says hands on hips and sticks her tongue out to stress the point.

 

"Enough you two - God can we have just a few minutes of quiet before I leave girls, please?"

 

"Ok Mommy,"

 

"Sure Mom,"

 

"Thank you both,"

 

Bianca enters the room, holding her very pregnant stomach and looking as though she is going to burst into tears…again.

 

“Oh B, come here and lets have one last family hug, baby,”

 

But she covers her mouth with her other hand as the tears begin to flow and leaves the room instead.

 

“Girls, please give me a minute and go hang with Greta, I need to talk to your Mama,”

 

“Ok Mom,” they both say.  Then I kissed each of them on the head and followed Bianca into the living room.

 

“Baby, please…”

 

“No Maggie, I know you think I’m being irrational, but I don’t want you to go.  The nightmares have gotten worse and I just know if you leave something terrible is going to happen,”

 

“But baby, I have been committed to this for over a year.  I can’t cancel at the last minute.  I have professional obligations, Bianca,”

 

“Well what if I died, would you still go?”

 

“Bianca, please!  I can’t believe you would ask me that,”

 

“Well?”

 

“Well what?”

 

“Would you go if I died?”

 

“Of course not, baby, but this isn’t the same...sweetheart, the Doctor has checked you out and told us you are fine, the baby is fine.  You know I would never leave you and the baby if you were having any kind of complications,”

 

“But they could happen when you’re gone,”

 

“Bianca I am only an hour and a half plane ride away.  I have the company jet and can be home in a heart beat, God forbid that happens.  You know I am going to also learn new techniques we need for the clinic.  This is the one conference I must attend to keep up-to-date; plus I’m the quest speaker this year.  Hell, I had hoped you and the kids would be there for that and the award…oh shit,”

 

“Award – what award?”

 

“Oh hell, I didn’t want to tell you.  Look I’m being honored for my work at the clinic and the other hospitals.  I’m receiving the Pediatric Surgeon of The Year Award,”

 

“And you’re telling me this now?  Maggie!?”

 

“Bianca, I only found out two months ago, and by then it was clear you would be too far along to fly, and it is too long for a train or car ride for you and the kids in your condition, so I decided not to tell you.  I’m sorry Bianca,”

 

“No, I’m sorry Maggie, this is huge and we aren’t going to be there for you,” she said, finally calming down and walking towards me to give me a hug.  “I’m a hormonal bitch, Maggie; I don’t know how you stand me,”

 

“Baby, you’re not, it’s just these damn dreams and I wish I could do something to make them stop,” I said as I held her.

 

“I know, look sweetie why not at least see if Lena and Lee can go and be there for you?”

 

“No they have enough on their plate.  Look it’s ok Bianca, but I think you now see why I have to go. But I promise the minute it’s all over, I will be on the plane home,”

 

“Ok sweetie, I just feel terrible that we can’t be there for you,”

 

“I know baby, but tell you what, I will see if the hotel or someone can make a video of it for me. I know they are taping the conferences, I’m sure someone will be doing the dinner as well. Then you can see it when I get home, ok?”

 

“Please try, I want to see my Doctor Stone get her award,”

 

“And you know I will call home everyday,”

 

“You better,” Bianca said with a smack to my arm. “And stay away from any sexy lady doctors, you make sure they know your are taken missy,”

 

“Yes Ma’am, you are all the sexy woman I need Bianca or ever will,”

 

"Yeah, real sexy,"

 

"To me always,"

 

"Sweet talker,"

 

"Sexy Mama,"

 

"Ok stop or I'm not letting you go before I..."

 

"Don't finish that sentence, my love. We will have plenty of time for that when I return,"

 

"I'll hold you to that," she said as she squeezed me.

 

"I hope you do.  Damn B, I so have to leave, but I will call you and the kids the minute I get to the hotel and get checked in. I promise,"

 

"Please do sweetie; I will be worrying the entire time,"

 

"I know.  Do you want to come in the limo with the kiddos so you can all say our goodbyes, or do that here?"

 

"Are you kidding, the limo of course.  You're not getting rid of us any sooner then need be,"

 

"Good, I like that,"

 

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They all took me too the airport, including our Nanny Greta. But even the kids were silent on the ride to the airstrip.  Our limo pulled up beside the private jet and Charles opened the door for us.  Greta took the kids to give B and me a few minutes alone before we got out of the limo.

 

I touched Bianca's stomach and caressed her with my finger tips, "You and our little boy are going to be fine. Just stay in and baby yourself. Let Greta or Lena do what needs to be done and nothing bad will happen. Hell, stay in bed and eat bonbons while I'm gone. Be a French lady of leisure my love. And I will return to you before you know it,"

 

"Promise?" she whispered.

 

"I promise,"

 

We kissed and nuzzled, then we finally exited the car.  Bianca took my arm while Frankie and Katie held my hands.  Greta and Charles carried my bags and handed them to the copilot.

 

"Ok this is goodbye my dears. Everyone be good, Frankie you take care of Mama and Katie you keep an eye on Frankie,"

 

"Yes Mommy," they said in unison, hanging on to their Mama and looking very sad.

 

"Cheer up, I promise to bring both of you something back from London,"

 

"Cool," Frankie perked up, "Can never have too much loot,"

 

"Ah the Kane genes are heard from?" I joked, but Bianca flinched when I said it.

 

"What's a Kane, Mommy?" Katie asked.

 

"Nothing kiddo, just your Mommy being silly.  Ok one last kiss for each of you," I said kissing my three girls goodbye. Then I turned and ran up the jet stairs into the plane; turned as I got to the top and waved goodbye one last time. They in turn waved sadly back to me. That was our goodbye.  I took my seat, the co-pilot closed the hatch and the plane took off, leaving my family behind for our first and only extended separation in 7 years.

 

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The London Hotel:  Maggie’s POV:

 

Well I got here, got registered, and called Bianca and the kids to let them know I had arrived safely.   Once I had them take my bag and computer to my suite I decided to walk through the part of the hotel where the conference was being held. And there across the room I saw a tall blonde woman about 5'11” with legs for days with her back to me.  She was in a tight classy red leather dress with a slit up the back showing off her legs and hips in a most flattering manner. As the other people were milling around the room and pass by this woman I had the opportunity to see her better.

 

I moved in closer, memorized by this woman’s beauty and forgetting all of my wife’s warnings to stay away from sexy doctors.  As I got closer the vision was still turned with her back to me and without realizing it I whispered out loud "now that's a hotdoc if ever there was one,"  Then she turned on her four inch stilettos to face me, looked me up and down, before saying.

 

"Why thank you.  And you would be?" 

 

"Oh God, I'm so sorry; I didn't realize I said that out loud,"

 

"Please don’t be, such flattery should never be taken back, especially from such a lovely woman," the woman then extended her hand to me with the wrist up as if she expected me to kiss it.

 

"Doctor Elizabeth Grant and you are?"

 

"Mag...ah, Doctor Mary Margaret Stone, but my friends call me Maggie," I answered.

 

"Wonderful. Mine call me Liz, very nice to meet you Maggie," she said as we finally shook hands.

 

"Thanks...you know this is nuts, but I have to ask,"

 

"That sounds intriguing," she answered, tilting her head to the side and I swear batted her baby blues at me.

 

"Not so much, it's just I met someone on the internet months ago who called herself HotDoc and..."

 

"Maggie!!!! Oh my God, this can't be happening," Liz said hugging me like a long lost friend.

 

"OK, not so nuts but breathing becoming an issue here," I choked out as she had this Amazon hold on me, with her huge tits jammed in my face.  I didn’t know if I should run screaming or just dive into the deep divide.

 

"Oh gee, Mags, I am so sorry, I just never imagined we would ever meet and then BAM, here you are,"

 

"Yeah, me too.  But this is really cool. So wow Liz...and damn you really do live up to you internet name.  Talk about truth in advertising,"

 

"There's the Maggie I know and love, always telling it like it is,"

 

"Yeah, usually gets me into all kinds of shit,”

 

*Damn what is wrong with me, I can't stop staring at her.*

 

"Maggie darling, I realize my chest is eye level for you, but if you don't stop staring at my breasts I think your eyes will catch fire," Liz said with a smirk.

 

"Oh man, I am such a pig, I am so sorry Liz, its just...well hell look at them and they are right there," I said with frustration waving my hands wildly before the items in question. My devil side yelling at me to *touch one, go ahead just touch one* but I ignored her, for now.

 

"It's ok Maggie, actually I am very flattered.  It's nice to know the money I splurged on this dress didn't go to waste."

 

"That’s for sure, oh damn,"

 

"Maggie breathe, it's me.  Remember we met in a femslash internet room.  It's not as if I don't already know what turns you on, as you do me. We've spent many a fun hour discuss such things."

 

I begin to blush as red as Liz's dress and begin to actually feel a little faint from the elevated blood pressure.

 

"Steady there girl, I think we need to find you a place to sit," Liz says, looking for a sofa in the lobby of the hotel.

 

"Come with me," she takes me by the arm and walks me over to a large leather couch. She motions a bus-boy over and asked him to get her friend some water. The young man rushes behind the Concierge’s desk and gets me a bottle of water.

 

"There sweetie this should help," she hands me the water and watches me drink it all down in one gulp. "My god woman, when did you eat and drink last?"

 

"Not sure, lots of craziness when I left the house today,"

 

"Well then you are coming with me and we are getting you the best meal in town, my treat,"

 

"But,"

 

"No arguments, Mags, you're in my city, my rules,"

 

"Yes ma'am,"

 

*Bad, bad things are running through my mind. Like calling this Xena woman mistress and asking her to take me to her room and tie me up and do nasty things to me all freaking day and night. No Maggie, you have a wife and kids and a baby due any day. Things have been so good with Bianca and the kids, you can't fuck this up. Not now.  Oh God Lena where are you when I need you?*

 

"I can't tell you how relieved I am,"

 

"About what?"

 

Liz takes hold of my hand that should be sporting my wedding and engagement rings.

 

"That you aren’t' married. Or are you and you don't wear rings?"

 

*Crap where are my rings, I must have left them on the sink in the bathroom, with all the damn rushing around.  Oh well Lena said I shouldn’t tell Liz or anyone I don’t know about the fam, so I guess it’s fate.*

 

“No rings,” is all I say, and let her deduce what she wants from that.

 

“But I see what looks like a tan mark where one would be,” Liz says, rubbing her thumb over my ring finger.

 

“Yeah rings I wear from time to time, you know,”

 

“I see.”

 

"So what about that meal," I asked, desperately trying to change the subject and taking back my hand before I jump this broad right here.

 

"Do you need to go to your room first?"

 

"No, I'm good,"

 

"Oh I'm sure you are, if not better," Liz says, running her index finger under my chin before she takes her hand away and slips her arm through mine, rushing both of us towards the Hotel's front doors and a cab.

 

*Holy crap what is this woman doing to me?  Why am I going with her and not heading to my room to work on my speech? Oh hell, I need to eat; I'll have the meal and then head back.  Just keep it light. Yeah right, I'm beginning to think Lena was right about this one. She doesn't even know me and she is all over me.  I really need to keep a clear head today and see what she is up to.  I'm married, I'm married, I'm married. I have small screaming children at home.  I am not attracted to this person, she is nothing to me.*

 

We finally get a cab and Liz pulls me inside. Once seated she begins to run her hand over the inside of my thigh and smiles that hot freakin' smile of hers sucking me in with the tip of her tongue moistening just the tip of her lips.

 

"Ready sexy,"

 

*God help me* "Look Liz, we really need to ratchet this down some.  I've got a lot on my mind, plus as much as I find you very attractive, and I do, I've got to stay focused on why I'm here this weekend,"

 

"Aren't you cute, all professional Doctor you?  Makes me want to eat you right up,"

 

"Ok that's it, I have to get out of this cab," I say leaning over and asking the cabby to pull over.

 

"Maggie, Maggie, wait!  Look I'm sorry, ok.  I shouldn't have come on so strong, I just thought you were joking like we used to on the net.  I'm backing off, ok.  You, me and a meal, no strings, ok?"

 

"You promise?"

 

"Absolutely, I will be on my best behavior,"

 

"Fine, I could use a good meal, but I just can't handle anything else on this trip Liz. My life is complicated enough right now,"

 

"I get it.  I didn't know, I mean you dropped off the planet and I haven't heard a word from you for months,"

 

"I know, I suck, but well like I said life is complicated.  I'm only here because of the speech I need to give, the classes I need to attend to learn the new techniques and to get my award.  Man that sounded pompous,"

 

"Not at all, you should be damn proud of your accomplishments,"

 

"Thanks, I am actually.  I've worked really hard and my work means a lot to me. The kids are like family,"

 

"I'm sure - well we're here,"

 

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We sat for hours in this posh Italian restaurant Liz had chosen. We had food that made you feel like warm sex as it went down your throat.  But I was good, hell I was better then good, I didn't even have a drop of wine with the meal, while Liz drank glass after glass and started to get all touchy feely during the meal, but thank God only with my wrists and hands.  I made sure we sat across from one another. And the more the night went on I was more and more convinced Lena was right, this woman was setting me up to take me down.  But what she didn't know was that I was on to her.  Hell I didn't need Lena to cover my ass; I would be able to keep this broad at arms length all on my own.

 

Dinner ended and Liz immediately tried to latch onto my arm on the walk to the cab, but I smiled and patted her hand and untangled myself from her grasp.  She pretended to be sorry and laughed.  We got into the cab and road back to the hotel with no other overtures, thank God.  I exited the cab first and made a quick goodnight and left her behind sitting in the cab in her semi drunken state, wondering what happened, I'm sure.  Once in my suite I called Bianca and the girls and wished them all a goodnight.  I thought about calling Lena, but opted not to. Took a shower and went to bed.  All would be fine, a few more days I would be home with my family.

 

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Liz's Hotel suite, Liz's POV:

 

My cell phone was resting on the bathroom counter as I dried my hair, after my shower. It had been a long day, but a fruitful one and he would be pleased.

 

"Yes, how are you partner?"

 

*Good, how did it go?*

 

"Like clockwork, did you get the photos?"

 

*Digital and crystal clear my dear.  You really are very photogenic, as is the Dear Dr. Stone,*

 

"Yes she is, isn't she?  To bad she thinks she's got this all under control.  It's going to come as quite a shock when all of the photos hit the tabloids. And we all know how the French and English just adore their tabloids,"

 

*Yes, and we don't even have the winning shots yet,*

 

"That’s right, the bedroom photos, they will seal the deal.  But the way she is playing it we are going to have to wait till after the awards dinner.  I know once she has that crystal award in her hands and has heard all those applause; she will be putty in my hands. I’ll take her for a celebratory drink, drug the little Dr. and take her to the room. Just make sure you have everything ready,"

 

*Oh don't you worry, that bitch is going down,*

 

"That's what I'm hoping," Liz snickers.

 

*Whatever, just get be the best smut you can,*

 

"You do your work and let me do mine,"

 

*Fine,*

 

"What about the little Mother? When are you going after her?"

 

*Don't you worry, I've got it covered.  I'll be back in plenty of time for the hot shots,*

 

"Just see that you are. And whatever you do, use only as much as I told you, no more. Later then,"

 

*Yeah later,*

 

Liz closed her cell phone and slipped into her bed.  Thinking about tomorrow and phase two for Dr. Stone’s collapse into Hell.

 

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Maggie's POV:

 

Thank God the next two days flew by and Bianca had done fine in my absence as had the kiddos.  The nightmares kept up, but knowing my stay here was almost over she was sounding better with each call. I got the kiddos some snow globes with The Tower of London.  It wasn’t much, but I knew they would enjoy them, and they would fit in my bag.

 

Liz continued to follow me around like a freakin' puppy dog, but I was so busy either giving a lecture or taking them she had to put up with being my study buddy as it were. We sat side-by-side at the lectures where she would try and hold my hand or cop a feel on my thigh when she thought no one was looking, but little else happened. Sure we shared lunch and dinner each day, but other doctors joined us as well, since we dined at the hotel the rest of the stay.  I had the feeling others thought we were a couple with the vibe Liz was giving off, but I didn't care. I just kept thinking of that expression *keep your enemies closer* and figured if she was in sight she couldn't be doing or planning anything to hurt me. 

 

It was the night of the awards dinner and I was in my suite getting dressed in my first evening gown in ages. I only dragged them out for functions like these and it was one Bianca had bought for me in Paris. A navy blue couture gown, by some designer I could neither pronounce nor care about, but it was perfect for me. Simple with a long plunging v-neck and small slits up the sides.  I had a diamond necklace Bianca had given me for an anniversary gift one year that fit the fall of the dress perfectly, with a large Sapphire stone as the center bottom stone. Diamond studs for my ears and a simple silver bracelet on my one wrist.  My watch didn't match the gown so I decided not to wear one, knowing I would be back to the room no later then 10pm to call home and get a good night’s rest before my flight home tomorrow am.  My hair I wore down and my makeup was fresh and ready for Showtime. So I headed for the door with my purse, when I heard a knock.

 

I knew full well who it was, but opened it anyway, "Hi Liz, right on time as always,"

 

"Well of course, I can't keep my girl waiting," she said offering me her arm to take, but I made some excuse about needing both of my hands to make sure I didn't trip over my dress and to carry my purse. She seemed annoyed, but then changed back to her "charming" self in no time.

 

Since I was the honored guest I sat at the head table, while Liz had to join some of the other Doctors at a table in the front row.  More then ever I was relieved to be accepting the award, knowing she wouldn't appear in the video when I got it or sitting beside me during the dinner.  I did discover later, the woman beside me had been approached by Liz and offered $300 to let Liz sit there, but the woman told her if I had wanted her there she would have made arrangements ahead of time. I told her she was correct and apologized for my rude, presumptive friend.  Damn Lena was right, this chick really would try anything.  Too bad she didn't realize she had this tightass broad to deal with, and thank my lucky stars she did.

 

The evening dragged, but finally it was over. I got my award; I thanked everyone, but my family.  I would just have to tell Bianca later I was in a daze with all the applause I thought I did thank her and the kids.  I knew she would forgive the oversight. But I had to keep the ruse with Liz there, even now.

 

I had to admit the award was pretty impressive.  And all the fuss from all my peers was overwhelming.  I had really never expected this part; I just kept focusing on getting here and getting home. It seemed like hours until I was done shaking people’s hands and listening to them congratulate me on my work.  I was on cloud 9 and that's when Liz moved in for the kill.  I was high on life, my ego was the size of Manhattan and I was ready to party. Liz saddled up beside me, excused us to anyone left and took me by the arm to the hotel bar.  She was stroking both my inflated ego and back as we approached the bar, she got us a secluded corner and ordered both of us the tallest scotch and sodas you have ever seen. 

 

As we sat and laughed and joked about the evening and weekend, she kept those drinks coming, moving at some point beside me and playing with my hair and hands.  It was at this point it all started to become a blur.  I had another drink; don't know what number it was, but this one hit me like a brick. I was confused and couldn't focus my eyes. I vaguely remembered standing up and walking out of the bar. Heading up the elevator and standing before what I thought was my room.  Liz taking the key and getting the door opened, though there seemed to be some confusion about the door and the key.  I could hear her saying she would help me to bed and then go, but just as we went inside I felt two lips pressed against mine in a very intense kiss, the back of my knees hitting what I guessed was the edge of the bed, but my brain just couldn't wrap around any of it. The more time passed the more disoriented I became.  I think I pushed Liz away, but I really don't know.  The last thing I remember was my body hitting the bed and Liz saying something I didn't grasp before blacking out.

 

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5:00am the next morning

 

Maggie's cell phone is ringing.  It's already in Lee's hand and before she answers Maggie’s cell phone she sees by the caller ID it is Lena.

 

“Hello,” Lena says expecting Maggie.

 

“Hello, Lena?” Liz answers with a smirk. Stroking Maggie’s hair as they both lay naked in the bed, and Maggie dead to the world.

 

“Yes, whose this, where’s Maggie?” Lena asked franticly.

 

“Relax, I’m Liz, Maggie’s friend, she’s still asleep so I answered her phone. She’s told me so much about you, Lena, I feel like I know you,”

 

“Really, well we have an emergency here and we have been calling Maggie for hours, please wake her up and put her on the phone,”

 

“Sure, sorry I didn’t realize, I’ll get her right away,”

 

“Maggie, Maggie sweetie wake up,” Liz says, pushing Maggie’s shoulder to wake her up.

 

“What’s going on?” a very drowsy Maggie asked.

 

“It’s your friend Lena, on the phone,” Liz answered holding the phone before Maggie’s face.

 

Confused, Maggie grabs it, “Fine – Lena is that you?”

 

“Yes.  Maggie just listen,”

 

“Ok I’ll try,” she says and finally notices she is naked and tries to pull the covers up, but Liz won’t let her.

 

“It’s Bianca, Bianca and the baby.  They are in danger Maggie. Very serious Danger.  Do you understand me?”

 

“I’m trying to Lena, what danger – why? God my head is splitting,”

 

“Fuck Maggie, I can’t come and get you, you have to sober up and NOW!!!” Lena shouts into the phone.

 

“Damn, L, what are you trying to do me?”

 

“Wake your sorry ass up. Jesus Christ Maggie!  Bianca, remember her?”

 

“Yeah sure, I’m not deaf or lost my memory. What about her?”

 

“Your wife and baby are in very serious danger due to…complications. You need to get on the company jet now and get you ass back here or it may be too late,”

 

Suddenly the petite blonde’s mind kicked into gear and understands the gravity of what her friend is saying. She jumps out of the bed, and regrets it immediately, but pushes the pounding pain in her head down as she searches the room for her clothes.

 

“Where the fuck are my things, Liz?  My clothes, everything?”

 

“This isn’t your room Maggie, it’s mine.  We were both pretty drunk and I got the keys mixed up last night.  I didn’t realize it until after we got into the room.”

 

“Yeah right, ok fine, look Lena I’ll call you back when I get to the jet.  I’ll be at the airport within an hour I promise and home as fast as they can get me there.”

 

“MAGGIE DON”T HANG UP!”

 

“What!”

 

“A chopper is waiting for you on the roof of the hotel to take you to the jet. Just get packed and dressed and out of there now.  You can shower and change on the jet, do you hear me,”

 

“Yes, I got it. Thanks Lena I owe you,”

 

“No shit, now dump that bitch and get out of there,”

 

“Yeah,” Maggie answered sheepishly and hung up the cell phone. “Liz look, I have to go, major shit is going on and I need my clothes, shoes, key to my room and I need them now,” Maggie says to the bathroom door where she presumes Liz is.

 

Liz, now dressed, walks out of the room carrying Maggie’s clothes, shoes and room key in her hands and hands it all to the blonde.

 

“Thanks Liz, I am really sorry about this, but I just don’t have time to explain,” she says grabbing her belongings, sitting on the hotel chair and begins to dress very quickly.

 

"Maggie I don’t understand, what's wrong?"

 

"I have to get back to Paris now...there is a family emergency," she says continuing to struggle to get dressed.

 

"Oh...is it your Father or Mother?" she asked knowing full well it wasn't, but still playing the game.

 

The smaller blonde says nothing and doesn’t look at Liz.

 

“Maggie, after the past few days and last night I think I deserve more then your silence,”

 

Maggie stops and thinks about her answer.

 

"It’s Neither...it's my...wife," she says, standing now and waiting for the reaction.

 

"Your...WHAT?"

 

"You heard me, look Liz I don't have time for this now.  I could be losing my wife and my baby as we speak. I'm sorry but..."

 

Before Maggie could say another word, the supposed stunned woman slaps Stone hard enough across the face to knock her into the bed beside them. Liz doesn't say another word, grabs her purse and storms out of the room still saying nothing.   Once the tall blonde leaves Maggie breathes a deep sigh, “well that went well.  Now if someone can just tell me what the hell happened last night, everything would be peachy,” grabs her hotel room key and rushes to get the rest of her things and catch the chopper to the jet.

 

Liz in the meantime slips into the room beside the one she and Maggie spent the night in, and collects the video camera that filmed her night with Maggie Stone.

 

Ten minutes later Maggie is rushing onto the chopper with her bag and computer.

 

“Lena, thank God, I didn’t know if this thing would work in the chopper.  That was some stunt you pulled to get me out of that room and away from Liz.  And how the hell did you know I was there did you have me followed? Hell, it doesn't matter, but did you have to use that particular lie, you know how I feel about karma, I wouldn’t want to tempt…”

 

“Maggie, do shut up,”

 

“Ok, but you don’t…”

 

“Maggie, I wasn’t lying, Bianca and the baby are in danger. This is no joke or just a away to get you away from Liz. But it seems it did help us that way too.  And just for your information I didn't have you followed and I had no fucking idea she was with you. And why the hell was your phone off all night?  Maggie are you still there?”

 

“Yeah – how bad is it?”

 

“It’s as bad as it gets so they tell me, you really need to be here and soon,”

 

“Ok, and Lena,”

 

“Yes sweetie,”

 

“I didn’t fucker her.  If anything happened and she has pictures, she drugged me, that much I do know,”

 

“Well if she is Kevin’s plant, you can bet those pictures are going to be in the tabloids no later then tomorrow,”

 

“Great,”

 

“How the hell did she find you?”

 

“She was in the lobby on the first day. I saw this hot tall blonde and,”

 

“Hit on her,”

 

“Not exactly,”

 

“Right, and why didn’t you call me when you learned it was her?”

 

“I thought I could handle it,”

 

“Yeah and we see how well that worked out,”

 

“Ok I fucked up, I’m sorry I’m not the super spy you are. I just thought you had enough to deal with back there and I was only going to be here a few days. And she didn’t seem all that threatening,”

 

“I never said she would be. Didn’t I tell you it was all about seduction and wining you over?”

 

“Yes,”

 

“Look, Maggie I’m sorry, you have more important things to worry about then that bitch. I will see what I can do, but if the shit hits the fan you’re going to be knee deep in it my friend. But I will be with you and do everything I can to make Bianca understand,”

 

“That’s if I don’t lose her – and the baby,”

 

“Maggie don’t even think that, just get your ass back here,”

 

“Yes boss.  Thanks Lena,”

 

“Anytime kid, Fly safe,”

 

"Yeah, fly safe," Maggie then looked at her phone messages for the first time and saw she had over 50 messages from Bianca and Lena, beginning sometime around the end of the dinner last night.  She remembered she had turned the phone off for the dinner, but had intended to turn it back on.  Clearly she never did.  So Liz must have turned it one just before she woke her. Oh there was one thing for sure, when and if Maggie ever saw that snake again she would beat the living hell out of her. But now that bitch didn't even register on her radar. Bianca and her little boy were all she could think about and prayed she got there in time.

 

 

TBC

 

 

Stephanie  aka The Diva

 

 

Previews: What caused Bianca and the baby to have complications? Was it nature or something unnatural?  What will Liz do with all the photos? And what is going to happen to this family?

 

 

Well here it is folks, ready or not. This is going to be a very disturbing chapter, please have your hankies ready. And thank you all for your continued interest in this story, it means the world to me.

Chapter 9 Rated R for adult language

Maggie’s POV:

The plane was finally prepared to land and my heart was about to jump out of my chest. I saw the limo waiting for me and then I saw Lena step out of it and stand by the side of the car waiting with a somber look on her face.

For a second I thought Bianca was dead, why else would Lena meet me here and not at the hospital, but I looked into her eyes as best I could from this distance and I knew her being here was about me and not Bianca. Lena was just being her anal self wanting to cover everything with me before we were at the hospital and within earshot of family and any press that might be there. And I knew full well there would be at least some press. After all Bianca heads several very prominent corporations and the clinic. She is well known and loved in this country. So of course there would be some press covering her "situation." And I can assure you they are going to want to know where the hell I have been.

We were down now and the co-pilot was opening the hatch while the pilot grabbed my bags. I stood for a brief moment, at the head of the stairs leading to the tarmac, and looked at Lena as she approached the plane. She gave me a faint smile and wave, to bolster my confidence I am sure, but we both knew that wasn't going to help.

"Maggie," Lena shouted her arms now wrapped around her lean body, from the chill in the air. It was damp and windy, as the sky hung with dark foreboding clouds. An omen I thought, but shook it off and began to descend the stairs, smiling back at my best friend.

"Lena, thanks for meeting me," I said, opening my arms to greet her in a much needed hug as we came together on the tarmac.

"Glad to, Mags," she whispered into my ear as we continued to hug.

Finally we separated and she took my arm and led me towards the limo.

"How was the flight?"

"I have no idea," I answered.

"I understand," she said.

Neither of us said another word till we got into the limo.

"The hospital, Charles," Lena ordered.

"Yes Miss,"

"So spill Lena, since you haven't told me B and the baby is worse, how are they?"

"Actually I have good news, they both began to level off within the past hour and the doctors feel if this keeps up they can go in and perform a cesarean. But Bianca doesn't want them to do anything until you get there. She wants the baby to stay inside her and mature within the womb, unless you feel it would be better for the baby to come out. She won't listen to anyone but you Maggie,"

"And what do the doctors say?"

"Well they spent all night trying to figure out what the hell happened to both of them. The vitals went off the charts and they thought for sure Bianca, at the very least, would either stroke out or have a heart attack. The baby, on the other hand, wasn't as bad, but his conditioned would worsen as Bianca's did. And then things began to turn around a few hours ago and finally leveled off as I left to pick you up,"

"What the Fuck? What in God's name happened?"

"To tell you the truth, Maggie, the doctors never could discover with blood work, etc what caused it. They are now just writing it off to extreme stress, due to Bianca's worries about something going wrong while you were gone,"

"That's Fucking bullshit. She was fine all weekend. We spoke everyday and she was relaxed and happy. The kids were even keeping her entertained with reading and movies. They were all having a great weekend,"

"I know, Lee and I both checked on them all weekend and told the doctors that. Even Greta said Bianca was laughing and happy all weekend. And then they all went for Chinese last night, like they always do, and within an hour of their return home, Bianca was in distress. But they checked her for food poisoning and found nothing, and no other toxins that they could find,"

"What do you think, Lena?"

"The same thing you are, I can see it in your eyes,"

"Kevin" we both said.

"He poisoned my wife and child, Lena,"

"I believe so, but I can't prove it. He waited till you were gone and with that tramp, so he could paint you in the worst possible light when all the shit comes out about you and Liz,"

"And I Fucking played right into both their plans,"

"I'm afraid so, my friend. It is only a question of time as to when Liz and Kevin will publish whatever they have on you. Maggie, I have one question, what the hell happened to your face?" Lena asked holding my chin and inspecting the bruise Liz's slap was beginning to leave.

"It looks like a hand print,"

"Yeah, the whore's handprint to be exact. The bitch slapped me before she left the room,"

Lena shook her head, "Well, you've got to hand it to her, playing the injured party right to the end. I surmise that you finally told her you were married and she pretended to be all indignant and slapped you silly,"

"Yep, I looked like a freakin' ass,"

"Maggie you knew she drugged you, why didn't you call her on it and smack the shit out of her? At least you could have had that much satisfaction while you still had her in the room?"

"Because, I was in shock, Lena, and Fucking hung over from the drugs and booze. All I could think about was getting dressed and getting to Bianca and the baby. I didn't have the energy or time to think about revenge, I'm so sorry to disappoint,"

"Me too, you probably will never get another opportunity. That bitch has done her job and is long gone by now,"

"God, how much longer till we get there, I want to be with Bianca,"

"Maggie, what are you going to tell Bianca?"

"What do you mean?"

"She's going to see that mark, and I'm sorry sweetie, but she is a Kane and believe me they know a slap mark when they see one,"

"She'll be too worried and drugged up to notice,"

"Uh huh,"

"Want do you want me to say Lena? What can I tell her?"

"Well try and stand next to her so she can't see that side, is my best advice, and hope Frankie or someone else doesn't point it out,"

"Oh God," I said, holding my head in my hands.

"Maggie, you are going to have to tell Bianca the truth about everything at some point, and it would be so much better if she hears about it before it is published,"

"What if you’re wrong Lena, what if Liz was just some woman who did have the hots for me and there aren't any photos and she has nothing to do with Kevin?"

"Do you really believe that, and even if you do, you know you still have to tell Bianca. Lying is the worst thing to her and you know it,"

"Yeah well you have had me lying to her for months, not telling her about Kevin and look what happened. We've both been lying for ages now to protect out wives,"

"That's right and it didn't help. And believe me I sick about it, but that's why I think we both have to tell Lee and Bianca everything now,"

"Sure now you want to tell them, but you're not the one who is being framed for cheating as well,"

"No I'm not, but if we talk to Bianca now before anything comes out she will understand why we did it,"

"But she almost died, Lena, how much do you think she can handle after that and almost losing our baby?"

"I don't know, Mags, but it will kill her if she learns this from anyone but you,"

"Fine, let me take care of her concerns about the baby first and then tomorrow you, me, Lee and Bianca will all talk about what has happened, agreed?"

"Agreed,"

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We arrived at the hospital and made a huge tactical mistake. We had the limo drop us off at the front door, and as Lena and I got out of the car, the press hounds came running from inside the hospital and swarmed around us.

"Dr. Stone, Dr. Stone, is it true you were cheating on your gravely ill wife and unborn child with this Mystery Blonde all weekend?"

"Dr. Stone was your infidelity what brought your wife and your unborn baby to the brink? Was it the shock that almost killed them?"

I grabbed Lena's arm and we pushed through the hungry crowd, but not before a reporter shoved a copy of his rag into my hands. There I was looking back at myself in one photo as Liz's hand caressed mine over dinner, her sexy back to the camera. And the other photo of her hugging me in the lobby and my face pressed against her ample breasts.

"I'm dead Lena,"

"Let's get out of here and then determine your state," she answered sharply.

She rushed me through the halls and down to Bianca's room in ICU. Lee was sitting in the hall waiting for us. And gave me a look of pure dread when she saw me, and I think more then a little anger thrown in as well.

"Does Lee know anything?"

"No," Lena answered as we ran towards her wife.

"Stop!" Lee said in a loud whisper, as we halted before her. "You can't go in there, Maggie. That rag you are holding was given to Bianca not ten minutes ago and she has been hysterical ever since. They can't give her anything to calm her down because of the baby,"

"Lee I have to see her, this is all bullshit. I was set up,"

"She said she won't see you, Maggie,"

"Please Lee - Lena one of you go in there and tell her it is all a lie," I begged grabbing Lena by the collar of her designer jacket, "You have to tell her I love her and the baby, and I'm here for her,"

"She won't believe us, Maggie. She said this explained why we couldn't reach you until 5:00am this morning," Lee said.

"Oh God, this can't be happening," I said and decided the hell with it and rushed past Lee and Lena shoving the door open to my wife's room. I would make her understand, I had too.

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"Where are the children?" Lena asked

"I sent them home with Greta as soon as the shit hit the fan. Bianca was scaring the hell out of them, screaming like a banshee. Hell it was scaring me and the Doctors too. She sounded like a dying animal,"

"God - how did Greta leave?"

"Out the back, I told her to stay away from the press and go straight home. She called me just before you two arrived and said she and the girls were safe and sound at home,"

"Thank God for that,"

"That's odd I don't hear any screaming from Bianca in there," Lena said.

"I know I was thinking the same thing,"

They both tentatively opened the door to Bianca's room and found Maggie standing there staring at the Doctors, nurses and her wife,"

"What's going on Maggie?" Lena asked.

"Their prepping her for surgery. Her hysterics caused the baby's blood pressure to drop; they have to get him out now if we want to save him and her. And not have any brain damage with the baby. Oh God Lena, what have I done?" I said falling to my knees as tears ran down my cheeks.

Lena knelt beside me and held me, telling me over and over it wasn't my fault that it was Kevin and Liz. But I knew better, my pride and ego had created this nightmare. I never should have left Bianca and the baby, I should have listened to her every fear. I should have blown off the conference and stayed by their side and been the devoted wife and mother they deserved. Instead I fell right into the plans those animals had set for us because I was that predictable. And now I was on the verge of losing everything and everyone that meant everything to me, and I had no one to blame but myself. No matter what Lena or anyone said.

TBC

Stephanie aka the Diva

Please try not to hate me or Maggie!!!

 

 

I’m blown away by the FB, each of you are as invested in this story as my Muse and I are and it makes me want to hug you all.  This was an extremely difficult chapter to write and I can tell you, Kleenex will be a must. WC and shanti you are right on about almost everything you have said about Maggie, Lena and Bianca for the most part. But then you will see with this update and others how it will go.  Now on with today’s grueling chapter.

 

Chapter 10  rated R for some Adult language.

 

Maggie’s POV:

 

They lifted Bianca onto the gurney and rolled her past the three of us and out of her ICU room, rushing her and our unborn child to surgery.  I tried to reach out and touch Bianca’s hand as they went buy, but she pulled it away from me, never once looking at me.  My wife and unborn child were going into surgery without me and her last thoughts before going under would be that she hated me and that I had betrayed her.  There was nothing I could do or say.  No time to convince her it was all a lie.  That neither Lena nor I ever meant for any harm to come to her or our baby. Nothing – no time.

 

“Maggie, what do you want to do?” I barely heard Lena ask.  I was numb, my ears were ringing and the pain constricting my heart was making it hard to breathe.  I stood frozen waiting; no praying lightning would strike me dead and put me out of my misery.

 

“Maggie please…Maggie snap out of it. We don’t have time for self pity, there is too much to be done and you have a wife and children that need you,” Lena shouted at me as she shook me. 

 

In my haze I started to come too and began to laugh.  You know that nervous laugh you do when you know everything has gone to shit and the insanity of it all just takes over and turns you into a hysterical fool – yeah that’s the one.  But then I stopped and stared at her as she held my shoulders within her death grip on me.

 

“Just what would you like me to do, Lena?  My life has just been torched.  My wife hates me and our baby could be brain dead or worse.  Tell me oh tall and clever one,” I shouted forcing her hands from their hold on me. “WHAT THE HELL SHOULD I DO?”

 

*SMACK!!*

 

Lee clocked me a good one, before Lena could answer my rhetorical, sarcastic question.  And if I had thought my ears were ringing before, it was nothing compared to now. My cheek throbbed, for the second time today, but the slap did its job. It brought me swiftly back to reality.

 

“Lee!” Lena gasped, but said nothing more when her pregnant and very obviously angry wife glared at her, then turned her pointed stare back to me.

 

“I don’t know what the hell you two have been up to, but clearly it’s all turned to major shit and I want to know every gory detail NOW!”

 

“Lee sweetie,” Lena tried to say and reached out for her wife, but Lee smacked her hand away.”

 

“No Lena, you have been making cryptic calls, taking secret meetings and keeping things from me for months now, but I said nothing because I trusted you and presumed you were trying to protect me - us.  But it ends today.  It will be sometime before Bianca’s surgery is over, so we are going to Maggie’s office where we can speak in private and both of you are going to tell me everything,”

 

Lena and I looked at one another and nodded our heads in agreement, both too afraid to speak.  I was just grateful this was one of the hospitals I work out of and had a small office we could retreat to in private.

 

“Ah…just one thing Lee,”

 

“What Lena?” she huffed.

 

“Maggie, we need to get your blood tested, we don’t dare wait any longer.  We need to prove you were given that date rape drug.  It’s the only way we can prove to Bianca this was all a set up.”

 

“Date rape drug?!” Lee said in a stunned voice.  “Never mind – fine we’ll stop by the ER first and get your blood tested, Maggie,” she said shaking her head in dismay.

 

The three of us went to the ER where I had my blood drawn and told them what to check for, but to please keep it confidential and give the results only to me.  We let the nurses know where we would be so I could be kept posted on Bianca and the baby’s condition and my blood work results.

 

I knew in my heart, Lee wasn’t demanding to know this horror story now, just because of her anger and disappointment in both Lena and I, but because she wanted to take my mind off of what was happening.  Knowing I had no control over the situation, she knew damn well if they weren’t there I would be up in the observation booth watching my wife’s surgery.  And neither Lee nor Lena wanted me anywhere near that booth in my current state of mind.

 

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It took Lena and I over an hour to tell a silent and somber Lee everything that had transpired from the very first day all of this mess had begun. Hot/Doc Liz and my internet hookup, Kevin’s early release, the added security measures before and after Lena had seen Kevin, my 3-day debacle with Liz at the conference and our suspicions that Kevin poisoned Bianca and the baby.  That brought us all up to date as Lee continued to sit there speechless for what felt like forever, before she rose from her chair, walked over to the small window over looking the parking area, grabbed her pregnant stomach and then took one long, deep breath.

 

“I have never been more disappointed and angry with both of you then I am right now,” she said, still with her back to us.

 

“If Bianca weren’t in surgery fighting for her life and that of your poor, defenseless baby Maggie, I would leave both of you and let you stew in your own fucked up messes,” she stated then leaned one hand against the wall as the other rested on her stomach.  Her eyes still focused beyond the space leading out the window before her.

 

Lena, seated before my desk, buried her head in her hands and began to sob.  A sight I have to tell you one doesn’t see from this strong, proud woman very often in a lifetime.  I was too cried out and numb to say anything in my defense or to help my best friend, so I chose to stay quiet and let fate play out what would happen next.

 

*knocking is heard from the office door*

 

“Come in,” I rasped out of my dry mouth.

 

The door opened and the Surgeon stood before us with that professional controlled look on his face. One I knew all so well and had used hundreds of times with the families of my patients.

 

“Dr. Stone, the surgery is complete,”

 

“How are my wife and child?” I asked, Lee and Lena both looking intently at this man and equally dreading the news.

 

“There were - complications…”

 

“Oh God!” Lee cried out, her hand covering her mouth and dread written all over her face.  Lena jumped up from her chair and rushed to Lee’s side. We all knew this would be hard enough on Lee just as our friend, but in her current state even I knew how equally disturbing this was for her. Surly she was thinking this could have been her and her baby and still could be in time with this madman still loose.

 

I pushed myself up from my chair and held onto the edge of the desk, “Their dead?” I asked, not sure how I had even formed the words coming out of my mouth.

 

“No! Maggie – Dr. Stone, we got the baby out and he wasn’t breathing at first, but then we were able to clear his lungs and got his heart started.  But he’s only 4 ½ pounds and his lungs as not fully developed yet. And…”

 

“God what else?” Lena cried out holding her wife in her protective arms, guilt written over every inch of her face.

 

“His heart – he has a murmur.  It could mean he will have to have heart surgery at some point, but only time will tell.  He could develop well enough not to, but it will be something that will need to be watched all of his life.  He’s in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit now,”

 

“And my wife?” I asked, suspecting he wasn’t done with his “good” news yet.

 

“She is stable for now but in very guarded condition.  She suffered complete cardiac arrest not once but twice after the baby was removed.  She is back in ICU as well and I will keep her there for several days, so that we can monitor her recovery very closely.” 

 

He took a deep breath and then continued, “Dr. Stone, your wife’s body has been through hell in the past 17 hours, and though I can tell you she is a fighter, I am concerned for her recovery.  Her heart may not return to its original healthy state due to the prolonged stress and abuse she experienced for hours and from the attacks it just with stood.  But again only time will tell.  I can assure you we did everything we could for both your wife and child and will continue to do so,”

 

“Thank you Doctor, I appreciate everything you have done.  May I go see my child and wife?”

 

“Give us another 30 minutes with the baby to run a few more tests and then you can go see him, but only you and for only a short time. But you can see your wife now if you wish,”

 

“Thank you, I will,” I said as he acknowledged each of us and left the room.

 

Lena and Lee stared at me in shock. And with their looks all I wanted to do was crawl into a ball and die, but I didn’t deserve the right or luxury to do that.  Bianca and our child had spent 17 grueling and painful hours fighting for their lives because of two very sick individuals and me. The least I could do was see them once, before Bianca awoke and bared me from both of their rooms.  I wasn’t naive enough to think anything but that would happen.  Plus I had to see my girls too and let them know what had happened with their little brother and Mother.  They were all going to hate me and blame me for this, but I needed to see them and hug them one last time before they would be torn from my life, I prayed it would not be for good, but I didn’t hold too much hope for that prayer to be answered.  I knew the extent of hurt, anger and betrayal Bianca already had and would experience again once awake.  And I knew in my heart my beloved wife would banish me from her and the children for having allowed our son to be endangered like this, and so much more.  I would have to hope Bianca’s love for me and huge, but now broken heart, would find forgiveness someday for my failings. 

 

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Bianca’s ICU room:

 

I’m sitting here, wearing a protective mask, gloves and gown.  Holding my wife’s fragile cold hand, watching her chest rise and lower with each breath she takes.  Her face so pale I want to kiss it and try to bring that radiant color back into her cheeks.  But I already feel as if I am violating her trust by holding her hand, knowing full well if she were awake she would not want and would be repulsed by my touch.  And my stomach churns just knowing how much this broken woman, this precious goddess that I have loved for over ten years hates me now.  Fulfilling every early fear I had and tried to warn her that I would break her heart, ruin all we had and disappoint her on such a grand scale she would never forgive me.  Because that, my friend, it was every Stone has done in my sad pathetic family, and how was I to be any different or hope to be any better then them?  It just took me longer to get here.  But here I finally was the total screw-up.

 

“Dr. Stone, I’m sorry to bother you, but your son is ready for you now,”

 

Sitting clutching my wife’s hand I looked across the bed to the nurse who had just spoken to me, “thank you,”

 

“You’re welcome Dr.  Don’t worry I will take very good care of your wife while you are gone,”

 

I smiled and lowered Bianca’s hand to the bed, “I’m sure you will, thank you,”

 

I started to leave, but the nurse stopped me, “We know it’s not true, Doctor.” was all she said and then she went back to her work.

 

I was stunned.  These people I had known and worked with for years stilled believe in me.  How was that possible?  Or was it this one lone nurse, and misguided as she was, I thanked her once more and left to see my son.

 

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The Baby’s Neonatal ICU:

 

Changed and dressed in similar garb I had seen my wife; I stood from a short distance by the door to the Neonatal ICU room.  A room full of premature infants in different states of distress, surrounded by nurses and parents.  All but one unit, with my child in it.  My child, my son all alone at the moment with nurses close by incase a monitor rang out telling them he was in trouble.

 

I walked towards him, taking in the hospital smell that permeated the room.  The muffled cries of the Mother in the far corner; sitting in her wheelchair watching her baby girl struggling for every breath.  A baby so tiny she could almost fit in the palm of her Mother’s hand.

 

And then I was standing over my son, his name tag only saying Boy – Montgomery-Stone, yet to be named.  Montgomery-Stone, would his Mother even let him keep my name or would she erase that as she would try to erase the memories?  Would it even matter, or would our son even survive this nightmare I brought into his first hours of life? Only God knew the answer to that. 

 

As I watched his little body breathe through the tube, as his Mother had, I ran my hands over the top of the unit, wanting to touch him and tell him I was here.  To give him the only good thing I still had to offer, my Stone stubbornness.  To defy fate and the Doctors and be the healthy child he was meant to be. 

 

Tears began to well up in my eyes, but I pushed them back.  I didn’t have the right to cry. And then my little boy seemed to reach out for me.  I knew he couldn’t really see me, that it was only a reflex, but his tiny hand and arm jutted towards me as if asking for my help. 

 

I was frozen at first, but then I put my hand through one of the openings on the side of the unit and slowly reached for his tiny fingers with my gloved hand.  I brushed the tips of his fingers with my index finger and instantly he grasped it with every little digit, including his thumb, and held me with such determination my heart almost gave out.

 

“Leo you little fucker,” I cried out, my heart racing and his grip as firm as ever, his tiny feet kicking and his head now turned my way, “That’s it baby boy, fight for Mama, you show them what a Stone is made of,”

 

A tall and husky nurse saddled up beside me and patted me on the back, “So his name is Leo, is it?  A good name for him, he’s a real little tiger,”

 

“So I see,” I said, proudly. And suddenly all the crap that had happened faded and all I knew was my son was alive and one strong little, fighting dude.

 

“Do you have a pen?” I asked her.  She nodded yes and went to hand me one, but Jr. still had my finger.

 

“Give me a sec.” I said and got up close and personal to Leo with my face pressed against the glass of his unit, “I need my finger for just a minute, stud. You need your name on your unit. Don’t want strangers thinking my boy hasn’t got a name,” And almost as if he understood me he let go.

 

“Damn, that’s a clever one you got there Doctor Stone,” the nurse said.

 

“Damn right, he takes after his Mother.  She’s the brains in the family,”

 

“You’re no slouch either Doc.” She said with a wink.

 

“Thanks,” was all I said, then pulled my hand out of the unit and wrote my baby boy’s name on the tag: Leo Arthur Montgomery-Stone.

 

A perfect name for this boy, his sisters and Mother had chosen for him, after our lost Leo, of so long ago, and the kiddo’s favorite hero King Arthur. Once done writing his name I handed the pen back to the nurse and thanked her again. 

 

“I hate to send you on your way, proud Mama, but he needs his rest,”

 

“I know,” I said, my heart sinking at having to leave him.  But our little prince’s eyes were starting to show he was indeed ready to sleep. “Please take good care of him,” I begged her.  She smiled and assured me he was in the best possible care.

 

Once she walked away, I knelt beside my son, “I’ll try to come back, Leo, if your Mom says I can. But know my sweet boy I love you and I will never let anything bad happen to you again, if I can help it. Get well and know I love you, little man,”

 

I kissed the glass and left my baby, not knowing when or if I would ever see him again.

 

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I found Lee and Lena waiting outside the Neonatal ICU, with Lee looking beyond tired.

 

“How did he look?” they both asked, though I knew they had been watching through the windows outside the room.

 

“He’s tiny, but like the Doctor said a real little fighter.  He grabbed my finger and held on tight.  I thought my heart would stop it felt so good,”

 

“I’m glad, Maggie,”

 

“Me too,” Lee said.

 

“I know, but Lee you look exhausted I think Lena needs to get you home and I need to get home to my girls,”

 

“The limo is waiting out back by the delivery entrance,” Lena said.  “Well drop you off and I’ll take Lee home, unless you want us to stay with you and the girls?”

 

“No, I need to do this alone and Greta is there,”

 

“If you’re sure?” Lena said.

 

“Maggie,” Lee said.

 

“It’s ok Lee, I know.  Let’s just go home, I’m about to drop and then I need to get back to Bianca,”

 

TBC

 

Stephanie aka The Diva

 

Previews: Frankie and Katie learn about their Mama and baby Leo’s condition.  Maggie’s problems only escalate with her children and Bianca.  Kevin and Liz release more damaging photos; but neither the police nor Lena and her security team can find them.

 

 

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