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I hum along to the music that is coming from the stereo we had a short trip to Mexico but now we are in Norway. I thought it would seem fitting and a bit funny if our child was born in Norway even if Rebekah thought it was stupid.
I have yet to tell Rebekah about what my mother said about our child only that I have a half-sister. If I was to raise him to love his siblings then I don't think we will have a problem.
I feel arms wrap around my stomach and rub my swollen stomach gently "Whatever your making smells delicious"
I feel a kiss being placed on my shoulder and I turned to Rebekah slightly "Well you are lucky I'm in a good enough mood to share"
Rebekah smiles against my shoulder and In quick to dish up some food for us both and we sit down. Before I can take a bite Rebekah stops me "Did you read the baby book I gave you?"
I let out a sigh "Yes Rebekah"
"And you haven't put anything the baby isn't allowed in here"
I tilt my head slightly before slapping away her hand and starting to eat, her bothering about my health was cute. But also annoying most of the time especially since it's been 5 months "Rebekah this isn't a normal baby I'm sure he can withstand a lot more than a normal baby"
"But you didn't put anything that can harm him in there right?"
"No Rebekah"
This seems to relax her and she begins to eat "Little Arlo deserved only the best"
I smile lovely at the woman everything felt perfect I didn't know how the birth would go but I can't die so what's the worse that could happen?
Rebekah clears up the plates and sits back down placing my legs on hers "Where will go once Arlo is born? We still have to go to Greece"
"Then that's where we will go I will be healed once Arlo is out of me but it's probably best to stay here for a while at least until he is a little older"
Rebekah smiles and leans forward placing a kiss on my lips "Sounds great"
I return the kiss before leaning back I watch as the last bit of moonlight falls and a shift in my mood goes with it. I swallow lightly and stand and when I do I can feel a liquid falls from between my legs "Umm Rebekah"
"Omg...is that?"
I grit my teeth as a wave of pain goes through my body "Yes it is, Rebekah"
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