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for Baze
It's Duck and Geoffrey's night with Sam and frankly, Kate's bored.
No, not bored.
Horny.
Baze, God love him is taking his time. Because Kate needed him to take his time. Just kissing someone who isn't Jack is a strange thing. It's been...God. Almost a year and a half but she's only now been able to take off her ring. It's somewhere safe and somewhere ( Read more... ) -
For Baze
It's a peaceful evening and the beach is oddly deserted for this time of day. She contemplates pulling her coverup back on, but wants to soak up the last remaining warmth. The sun is hanging low and heavy and just starting to set. Sam is happily ensconced with his grandparents for the night and everything would be perfect if it weren't for one ( Read more... ) -
For Baze
It's a beautiful day. Maybe it's because Kate's anticipating the inevitable snow dump that's about to happen or because she hasn't received any emotionally draining presents, but whatever it is, it's a good day. Sam's with his grandparents and she's got a plan. She wants to go climbing up to the cliff over the ocean. Charlie's about to give birth ( Read more... ) -
Waking up
It had taken longer than she would have thought for her to figure it out. She had imagined it happening, before. She would imagine that she would know the second it happened. That her body would just immediately know the difference. Sometimes Jack woke up first. Sometimes he woke up early enough that his side of the bed would go cold so when she ( Read more... ) -
For Jack
Kate hums softly as she watches the sunlight stream through the canopy of trees around their house. She pushes her foot gently against the porch rail as she keeps Duck's chair rocking and, thankfully, her baby quiet. Sam coos as he drools on her shoulder, fighting the pull of just one of the many naps he'll hopefully be taking today. She knows that ( Read more... ) -
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Mailbox for Kate McNab -
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Kate lets out a shaky breath as she runs her fingers over the edge of the thin, hospital blanket. She had stared, blank-faced as the doctor had given her a long and complicated diagnosis. Most of it floated by as she caught words like pre-mature labor, birth defects, and the fact that it would have all been her fault. It would have been because she ( Read more... ) -
For Jack
Kate knows on an intellectual level that getting more and more pregnant isn't actually the same as getting fat. Not really. But it doesn't change the fact that her pants don't fit and her chest is busting out of her tops and it's just way too foreign. After the whole running and puking incident, she's tried to take it a little lower key, no longer ( Read more... ) -
Baby of Mine - For Jack
She really hadn't taken the test seriously. Not deep down. Or, at least not the possibility of any other result than negative. Because it was ridiculous. Kate couldn't be pregnant. Kate could not be pregnant with a baby. That she would then be expected to raise and become a mother to. That was just ridiculous but there it was and as she stumbles ( Read more... ) -
For Jack
Jack was due back pretty soon from his routine post-building shower, and Kate had been preparing. She's cleaned the house and put Eli outside (in the little fence that Jack and Duck had built) and had made herself look as good as she could manage with the heat and jungle and everything. Bread and fruit and cheese had been stolen and arranged on ( Read more... )