Chapter 8: Little Lillian

A clean, working sink might not be so hard.  A shower?  Can't make any promises.

Watcherrrr!!!!!!!!!!! >O<

Oh, how I missed this.

Something weird is going on!

I've never had this problem before!

Gosh, it's about time!  You know, there are founders who get pregnant on the second chapter?

P-p-pregnant?  Like, you mean, I'm going to have a baby?!?!  We're going to have a baby?!?!?!?!?!

More than one, for sure.

What!

Not at once!  But... eventually, yes. :)

O.O

"And that's how I found out I was pregnant!"

"This Watcher sounds a little sketchy," Replied Dakota.  "Hey, Hun?"

"Hm?"

"How many kids did the Watcher say we were going to have?"

"She didn't." o.o

"Well... how many kids do you want to have?" Asked Marian.

"Is she listening?" Asked Dakota.

"Always," Replied Marian unflinchingly.

"Erm.... uh.... maybe we shouldn't answer that question out loud?  Besides, we haven't even had one yet!"

"Yet," Marian smiled as she rubbed her belly.  "Are you nervous?" She asked him.

"A little," he replied with a smile.  "Remember when you first told me?  Ah, so that's why you were so calm and under control!"

"I knew that the Watcher had a plan, so why worry?"  Marian smiled.

"Hey, Hun?" Marian said as she tickled the ivories.

"Yes, Sweetheart?"

"I'm pregnant."

Dakota choked on his salad.  "Wh-wh-what?  We're going to have a family?  I'm going to be a dad?  Soon?"

Marian finished her song with a flourish and walked over to sit beside him.  "Yup!" She kissed him on the cheek.

Dakota stared at the wall in front of him, an expression of exhilaration growing on his features.

"Careful with that salad fork, Hun," Marian teased.

Dakota purposefully stuck the salad fork into his dinner, skewered a piece, and put it into his mouth.  He chewed deliberately and swallowed.

"Well?" Asked Marian, her delight apparent on her features.

Dakota placed his plate on the desk and walked back to Marian, somewhat dazed but obviously happy.  He climbed on top of her and buried his face into her neck.  Awed, he looked up at her and then placed his hand upon her still-flat belly.

"What do you want to name him or her?" He whispered.

"If it's a girl..." Marian kissed his forehead, "What about Lillian?"

Welcome to the world, Lillian Sherwood.

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