Twisted

14

October 8, 1984

 She had been secretly vomiting for a good part of two weeks now and it was starting to take a toll on her. For starters it freaked her out to no end because she knew she needed to go to a doctor to figure out what the hell was wrong with her. But she also knew that she was way too busy and couldn't afford to fit in a doctors appointment. But then there was also that nagging feeling in her stomach that something was different about her body but it wasn't a good different or a bad different it was just different. 

As soon as the nausea spell passed, she splashed some water on her face and she fixed her makeup and then she stepped back and looked in the mirror. Her breast were slightly bigger and it was evident by the dress she was wearing. It was a sweater dress. Grey knit and it was tight-form fitting. She had paired it with a pair of black booties. But the eye-drawing thing was the V-neck which was causing her breasts to be way more prominent than normal. She cocked an eyebrow and then she opened the cupboard door to get some alka-seltzer when she saw the old birth control packet. It was really old, expired. She used birth control about ten years ago, when she was in her twenties and she couldn't seem to keep a steady relationship but when she turned thirty she said to hell with it and stopped taking it. 

She gasped and then she looked down at her stomach. She was so close to placing her hands on her belly when there was a knock at the bathroom door.

"Steph you okay?" 

"Yeah I'm fine." She calls.

"Well, Mick, Lori and Chris are here." He tells her.

"Oh, yeah um...I'll be right out." 

When she gets downstairs, everyone is sitting around her desk. Chris and Lori in the chairs in front of it. Lindsey sitting on it, and Mick loomed up against the window behind it, she cleared her throat and sat down in her chair. 

"So we are officially gung-ho on setting up a courtship between you two?" Stevie asks ignoring the turning in her stomach at Mick's overly rich cologne. 

"Yes, we've taken a month to get to know each other and we would like to go ahead with courting and getting engaged." Chris nods.

"Wonderful, now please get something to write with. Lori you and I will have a private one on one meeting tomorrow, here at 2:30. We'll talk a little bit more about it when we're done here. October 15th, you and I will go to get you set up with Margie. She's the royal clothing maker. Now that you're apart of the royal family you're going to need to get some royal dress. Margie is the best there is. October 27th, our annual halloween party you will be seen together as a couple for the first time. November 29, Thanksgiving you'll be here for it. December 1st, you'll be at the lighting of the tree with the whole royal family. December 14th, Palace Christmas Gala. December 24th, Christmas dinner. December 25th the Christmas Parade. We kick it off every year. News Year Eve party here on December 31st....Christopher when are you thinking about proposing?" 

"Well, we want a fall wedding so I was thinking the end of May." He shrugs.

"The royal Garden Party. I don't have a date for it yet...that's um...something that will be determined shortly. If that's the case you'll be expected at the Easter Vigil as well together." Stevie explains. 

"So what about private public appearances?" Christopher asks.

"Yes, you and Mick will figure that out right now. Lori when you're done come and find me. Lindsey go get Tucker." 

"Where's Tucker?" Chris asks.

"He got friendly with a porcupine yesterday afternoon and he was immediately brought to the vet. He can be picked up, they said anytime after 1:30 and it's 1:30." She points to the clock.

"Alright, I'll go get him." He slides off the desk and walks around to kiss Stevie on the head. 

She follows him out and then once he says goodbye at the door she sprints upstairs and let's the contents of her stomach out in the master bathroom toilet and that's how Lori found her ten minutes later.

"Are you okay?" She asks.

"Something's going on with my body and I can't figure out. I have three things formulating in my head right now and I need your help eliminating one of them." Stevie explains wiping her mouth and falling back into the wall. 

"Oh?" Lori asks.

"Tomorrow our one on one meeting. I need you to bring me a pregnancy test." She states.

"Stevie that's so exciting." Lori gasps.

"Don't tell anyone. Just go get me a pregnancy test and bring it to me tomorrow." She sighs. 

"Yes of course, is there anything I can do right now?" She asks.

"Bring me and Lindsey dinner. I took out chicken but just thinking about the raw meat I..." She gulps and then promptly vomits into the toilet. Lori quickly jumps into action and holds her hair back while she pukes. 

"Thank You." She says when she's done.

"Hey I'm going to be your sister soon, that's what I'm here for." She shrugs. 

***

The next day Stevie was pacing back and forth in her bedroom. When Lori walked in. Lindsey wasn't at the house, he was at meetings all day so Stevie was off the hook for a little bit so she was just waiting and waiting for Lori. 

Stevie was so lost in her thoughts pacing that Lori just stood there staring at her for a minute. The queen was dressed semi-casually in a brown silk knee length skirt. She had a blush pink tank top peplum top on. It was embroidered with gold leaves  and she had paired them with a pair of blush pink pumps. 

"Stevie." She calls, breaking the queen's trance. When Stevie realizes she's there, she immediately runs over to the ginger and takes the brown paper bag out of her hand and darts into the bathroom. 

Lori makes herself comfortable on the bed, and Tucker jumps up there with her, and Lori strokes his fur while they wait for Stevie. When the blonde returns she's pale. 

"You puked didn't you." 

"As soon as I finished peeing. I couldn't even flush the toilet before I was heaving over it." She sighs. 

"How long do you have to wait?" Lori asks.

"Ten minutes. Oh god Lori, I'm so scared." 

"What's there to be scared about?" Lori asks.

"I never wanted children. At all." Stevie shakes her head. "The only reason I'm having it is because we need to have an heir to the throne." 

"Whatever this test says, it'll be okay." Lori smiles. 

They look down at the test together and then Stevie falls back on the bed. "I'm pregnant."

"You're pregnant...and I can't tell anyone can I?" 

"No, no you cannot." She huffs as Tucker licks her face and she just huffs rubbing his neck.