BLINDSPOT-REPATA LUV

REFLECTIONS & DIFFERENCES

It is the BEST NEWS. It could not be better. Zapata and Reade re-state their
their commitment to one another.

"Good news, Reade...I'M PREGNANT!...maybe "Hey, Reade-we're having a BABY!"...shit!

At 652pm, Edgar Reade walks through the front door-he looks all done in from the day's activities. After he's off-loaded his suit jacket and briefcase and seated himself in front of the t.v., Zapata brings him a beer and sits close beside him. Better now than never): "We're pregnant Ed," she blurts and immediately cringes.

To her complete surprise, Edgar Reade whoops loudly, then mimics a sports announcer: 'Reade lines up left, with the slot defender and corner crowding him at the line, the snap; two-step
drop, and a deeep pass to the post defeats double coverage...touchdown, on a MAAAG-NI-FI-CENT catch and run by wide-out Edgar Reade extending his record of most games with a reception for the Mighty Wolverines of Michigan!'

"You are a TRUE ASS!," Natasha guffaws. "How did I suspect you'd make this all about YOU! ANYway...is that a problem?" she asks a bit anxiously.

"Not from where I'm sitting...here, sit with me", he indicates his lap, and her relief is palpable as she snuggles into his arms.

"I haven't even met your parents...I haven't met your GrandMa...and we're not married..."

"One thing at a time, Loca." They kiss.

"I wish that I could express to you how deeply, how completely my commitment is to you, and this baby. Do you feel it? I try to show you, I kinda can't believe that you had so much patience
with me. The times I ran away from you, you came and found me. I'm a part of LIFE now, instead of just surviving, existing. I have it ALL, now, and it's all because of you. We belong together, Reade-how many times have we RISKED IT ALL to protect each other? Too many to count. I can't wait to bring your baby into this world, and I'd like to have more-you have said that you wanted a larger family..."

"I didn't consider children before; with YOU, it seems that it's the ONLY thing to do. FATHER...HUSBAND...I'm compelled to be that now. You also have that commitment that you talked about from ME. YES: we belong together. We always have."

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"Eddie...are you POSITIVE that this news about the baby is good news? You can be honest."

"Tash...look at me, Amor: all that I ever wanted is you, and being a Father, of YOUR CHILD-I'm honored."

Natasha Zapata's normally husky voice is made more so by the incredible emotions welling up within her.

"Only God knows what I've done to deserve someone like you, Edgar Reade...and the honor is MINE, to be the Mother of your two Sons, one Daughter...make no mistake-the honor is MINE."

"Wait...two Sons, one Daughter? Ummm...how'd we get from one to THREE?"

Natasha smiles shyly, enhancing and solidifying her beauty.

"You'll say I'm crazy."

"I won't...promise."

"I-I've dreamed about them...when I'm alone, I imagine feeding them, teaching them Spanish, then English...putting them down for naps...see, when we met, I knew that you would be that Man, the one I've waited for...who'd slay the demons and save me from myself.

I love you for saving my life, for not giving up on me, for LOVING ME...and because of that, I'm yours-as long as you want me."

Reade leans close enough to brush his lips against hers, and whispers, "That's a long time."

Before their lips meet, She whispers back, "So be it."