Never Be the Same | 18+ {Bucky Barnes}

Chapter 10 | Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'

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-Sif

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Savannah clicks the mouse as she stares at the computer screen, entering each of her resident's meals. She sighed, leaning back in the office chair, rubbing her hand over her baby bump, something she has caught herself doing on several occasions now. Coco said she had done the same thing when pregnant with her son, Immanuel. She picks up her mug of ginger tea, sipping it as she enters the last four residents on the chart. Gertie ate a hundred percent of her lunch, Duke seventy-five percent, and Katie seventy-five. She paused, frowning at Annie's name in the paper, zero percent.

Wanda flopped down in the chair next to her, her red hair pulled into a messy bun flopping around on her head. "Your vending machine order.", she says, pulling an apple danish from her pocket and sliding it toward Savannah.

"Oooh yay!", Savannah said, snatching up the pastry and ripping it open. Savannah took a large bite from the sweet sticky pastry, humming as she squirmed in her chair. "Thank you, that is sooo good!

Wanda tugged a muffin from her scrub top pocket, ripping it open and rolling her eyes playfully at her friend as she took a bite of her chocolate chip muffin. "Welcome. Gotta keep prego fed well.", she teased, reaching over to rub Savannah's noticeable bump, thanks to her fitted scrub top.

Savannah frowned, "Stop that.", the blonde swatted at Wanda's hand playfully. "Hey, did Annie not eat lunch?", she asked before taking another bite of the pastry.

The other woman shook her head, "Nope. She's barely eating or drinking. Coco said her family is coming in later this afternoon.", she informed the blonde. "I think they are thinking about hospice.", she sighed, looking regretfully at her muffin.

The two women give each other a knowing look. This was the worst part about working in a skilled facility you get close to your residents; they become your family, and sometimes they see you more than their own family. It always ends in the hardest of goodbyes.

"Worst part of the job.", Savannah sighs, entering the information into the computer.

Wanda nods, "I agree wholeheartedly.", she says, staring off into space.

"You remember I'm clocking out early, right?", Savannah reminds her friend. "I've got my fourteen-week scan today, bloodwork and all that fun jazz.", she said.

"Yup.", Wanda says, popping the P as she starts spinning in her chair. "Oh hey...", she stops the chair, so she is looking directly at Savannah. "Have you told Brock yet? About your smokin' hot baby daddy?", she asks.

Savannah blushed, "I wish you wouldn't call him that.", she mumbled.

"I'll take that as a no. When are you gonna do that?", Wanda asks, raising a plucked red brow.

"I'm meeting him for lunch today after my appointment.", the blonde grumbled.

Wanda eyes her skeptically. "Uh huh, and will this be before or after you meet your Daddy......I mean, baby daddy for inappropriate sex?", she counters.