Twelve years ago, Donald Davenport adopted a three-year old girl, Genevieve Nelson, after her father, Donald's best friend, had passed away. For twelve years, Donald has managed to keep his adoptive daughter out of all the bionic dangers.
However...
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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
Adam, Bree, Chase and Evie were training in the game simulator. Evie kicked one of the bad guys down, before elbowing one that tried sneaking up behind her. The only thing running through her mind was what happened two days ago. Now we wait. It played like an anthem on repeat. She never thought she'd feel so much stress and nervousness by three little words. She also never thought her life would change forever within just a couple minutes of uttering those words.
Two Days Ago
Evie let out a shaky breath as she opened a couple tests before grabbing the paper cup and peeing into it. She dipped four tests into the cup, before setting them upside down on the bathroom counter. She washed her hands and rejoined Tasha in the bedroom. "Now we wait." Evie said, sitting next to her step-mom, resting her head on her shoulder Tasha smiled, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulder.
"No matter what the tests say...everything's going to be okay and we're all going to be here for both you, the possible baby, and Adam." Tasha whispered. Evie smiled slightly. "I love you, Mama T." She replied. "Aww, honey. I love you too." Tasha replied, kissing the top of her head. Those five minutes felt like five years to Evie. She sat next to Tasha, twirling her promise ring around her finger, while chewing on the inside of her cheek.
She jumped as she heard the time she set on her phone go off. She quickly turned it off and rose to her feet, letting out a long breath. She nervously rubbed her hands against her jeans. She glanced back at Tasha, who encouraged her to check the test by nodding. She walked into the bathroom, staring down at the four, upside down, pregnancy tests. She looked up as she felt hand on her shoulders. She relaxed slightly as she met Tasha's supportive gaze in the mirror.
