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    Tossing And Turning – Part 8

    “Babe?” She asked.

    “Yeah?” Bette responded her eyes still closed.

    “You look very hot.” Tina said.

    Bette smirked. “Thanks.”

    “I’ll miss your belly when Jay is born.” Tina told her.

    Bette opened her eyes and looked at Tina. “Babe, even before he is born, we don’t use his full name Wouldn’t it be better to just call him Jay?”

    Tina slowly nodded. “Yeah, maybe Jay Quinn is also beautiful.”

    Bette smiled. “Good. We’ll use Porter-Kennard as the last name right.

    Tina nodded. “Yeah.”

    “I can’t wait until he is here although i don’t want to go through the labor stuff. It’ll hurt” Bette said.

    Tina smiled. “I bet you’ll swear a lot.”

    Bette chuckled. “Oh, you can bet on that Damn his head will be so big. That whole body will have to pass through a mini hole.”

    Tina laughed.

    Bette smiled and continued. “I will be ruined.”

    Tina laughed and shook her head. “I’ll love you however ‘it’ looks.”

    Bette smiled. “You’ll have to wait to love me for about 6 weeks after Jay is born.”

    Tina groaned. “Don’t remind me I guess my hand will be busy.”

    Bette’s mouth fell open. “Don’t say that.”

    Tina giggled. “Why? Jealous of my hand?”

    Bette swallowed. “No I just It’s distracting to think about that.”

    Tina laughed. “Wanna watch?”

    Bette’s eyes grew wide and looked at Tina with shock. “You aren’t serious

    Tina bit her lip. “It’s Sunday and we don’t have anywhere to do so” The blonde-haired woman stood up and hand her hand out to Bette. “IF you don’t come with me, I’ll have to go all by myself.”

    Bette blinked a few times before taking Tina’s hand and they walked to the bedroom. Before the door closed behind them Bette though ‘this is going to be so much fun.’

    ———

    “Fuck!” Bette said, squeezing Tina’s hand hard. Tina clenched her jaw, damn that hurt. Bette was now already 7.30 hours in the hospital, every few minutes cursing and screaming.

    “Shhh, it won’t take too long anymore, babe.” Tina said.

    “I can’t take this anymore, Tee.” Bette said. Tina stroked Bette’s hair out of her face.

    “Yes, you can and you will.” Tina said. The doctor walked into the room.

    “Let’s see if you are fully dilated, shall we.” The doctor said. In a few minutes, Bette was in another bed and ready to push.

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    Comments

    1. Nice chapter. I think they will be better off not letting Helena have power over them because if they had kept their jobs she could have made life very difficult for them. They are both extremely talented and will have no trouble finding new jobs when the time comes. Now they should enjoy little Jay Q. I think Tina is going to have a hard time leaving him after they get home, and it looks like they are making good progress rebuilding their relationship so many they won’t need that schedule of splitting their time with him. Thanks for this story with a very different twist.

    2. I don’t like the way this ended they should’ve kick Helena ass and stood up to her and also make a commitment to each other for good instead of saying they think they are together, I mean they have a baby now time out for the games, this story needs some more chapters, in fact all your stories need to be finish, what a way to leave them huh, *sigh*

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