I'm Yours (Sequel to "You're mine")

Chapter 112: Parenthood

Leah's POV

"ASD?" Eva asked.

I nodded. "That's what my mom thinks though," I sighed. "Nothing's proven."

"Well, it would explain a lot..."

We both turned around and saw Heather at the door opening. She clearly had no shame in entering the therapy room.

"Heather, you know you can't get in here when I have a patient." Eva stated the obvious.

Heather looked at her as if she didn't understand what she had just heard. She shrugged before taking a chair and placing it next to Eva. She then sat down, inviting herself to the conversation and therapy. 

"So," She started. "It would explain a lot, wouldn't it?"

I looked at Heather for a while before looking at Eva. 

Eva immediately seemed to understand what I was trying to say. She nodded at me before looking at Heather. "Heather," She paused, releasing a breath. It was painfully clear she had done this many times before. "You can't be in here now."

Heather looked at Eva, she was clearly confused. "Why not?" She crossed her arms, a sign that she was getting irritated. "I feel lonely in the other room."

I smiled a bit as I found that cute.

Eva turned her body, as best as she could, towards Heather. "We're almost done, then we'll join you. I promise."

Heather looked from Eva to her belly. She smiled before looking at Eva. "Ok."

Eva smiled and nodded. "Thanks."

Heather got up and put the chair away. She opened the door and looked back at us. "Before I forget," She walked back to me, standing right in front of me. "If anything happens to my wifey or baby, I'll be that pain in the ass everyone thinks I am. Understood?"

I gulped and nodded.

Heather smiled before leaving the room.

Eva shook her head. "Don't worry about her, she gets a bit protective."

"A bit?" I chuckled nervously. "She just threatened me."

She chuckled too. "It's her way of saying how much she loves me."

"Well, she loves you a lot then."

Eva nodded, a big smile on her face. "Yeah," She breathed out before looking back at me. "So, you were saying Jin might have ASD."

"I don't know," I shrugged. "My mom mentioned it."

She nodded, thinking about it. "I understand that," She nodded some more. "He is different than other kids I meet," She smiled a bit. "But he's terrific."

I smiled too. "Yeah, he's great."

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"Heather?" Eva said, a voice a bit raised as she looked around the living room. "We're here, wifey."

I looked around too. "Where is she?"

Eva looked visibly worried. She started moving around but, as she was really pregnant, she was visibly getting out of breath.

"Eva," I stopped her by taking her lower arm. "Why don't you sit down? I'll look for Heather."

Eva was breathing heavily. She nodded. "Thanks." 

I helped her walk to the couch and had her sit down. Then I looked around the house. "Heather?" She was nowhere to be found. I went up the stairs. "Heather?" I sighed as I saw the doors, did I really have to go through them all?

I started, opening one after the other. "Heather?" I kept repeating myself over and over. She was nowhere to be found.

After having checked 3 doors, I sighed deeply. Why was she always making things difficult? Did she enjoy having people worry? She must. Then I thought about the last thing she did: threaten me.

I looked at the door of their baby's room. I smiled and walked to it. I knocked on the door before opening it. "Heather?"

Inside the room, I could see Heather seated on the ground. A bunch of furniture pieces were scattered around. I frowned, what had happened here? "Heather?" I said again, though this time, in a much softer tone.

I walked to her and looked at the mess on the floor. I spotted instructions for how to assemble a piece of furniture: a crib.

I looked at her. "Can I join you?"

She shrugged.

I took that as a yes and went to sit down next to her. For a while, I didn't say anything, I just sat there. Then I reached for the instructions. "It's not always clear how to build it," I looked at her. "Is it?"

She looked at the instructions and shook her head. "It's not."

I nodded. "That doesn't mean it's impossible to make."

She looked at me. I could tell just how upset she was. "This one is impossible."

"Odd, I seem to remember one of my high school teachers who told us nothing's impossible."

I caught her trying to fight a smile. "Smart teacher."

"You bet," I said, gaining her attention. "She married the most amazing woman too."

"Teacher with good taste, I see."

"She's got a baby on the way," I smiled at her. "And now she doubts herself."

Heather looked at me. "How do you..." She looked away, as if she felt ashamed to admit it. 

"I doubted everything too, when Emil came," I scooted closer to Heather. "And he wasn't a newborn," I paused a bit. "It's normal to question the things you know, because you want to give your baby the best."

She finally looked back at me. But she didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at the instructions on my hand.

"And this," I motioned to the instructions. "Is just one of the things."

She sighed and looked down. "If I can't make a crib for my baby," She gulped. "How can I possibly be a good mother?"

It was rare that I saw this vulnerable side of Heather. Usually, she and I liked to keep it light, to keep it funny between us. When we did talk like this, it got deep and real. "You don't know."

She looked at me, shocked to hear my response. It was clear she wanted me to say something positive, something uplifting, something to keep her going. But I wouldn't do that.

"Parenthood is full of surprises, Heather," I showed her a small smile. "And the biggest one is the child."

She looked away briefly before looking back at me. "Then how can you prepare? How can I be a good mother?"

I showed her a small smile. "You already are a great mother."

She smiled briefly before looking down. I could tell that this meant a lot to her.

"Come on," I got back up. I put my hand down to help her up. "Let's make this crib."

She nodded and took the instructions. "So I guess we start with that piece over there."

I looked at it and nodded. "Looks right." I walked to the piece and took it. I went for the second piece, which had to go with the first piece.

"Leah?"

I turned around. "Yes, Heather?"

She smiled at me. "Thank you."

I smiled too and nodded.