She Saved Me Version 2

Part 57

Helena P.O.V. 

I awaken the next morning feeling nauseous and exhausted. I had a rough night sleeping from fighting back the nausea that kept finding its way into my throat. I crawl out of bed and hobble to my closet. I grab the first outfit I see and try it on with no luck. I then look in the bag of clothes that I bought the day before and decide on wearing my black skirt and white shirt. On my way to the loo to get ready for the day, I stop and admire my reflection. My abdomen is starting to protrude more and more, and I know Laura is starting to get suspicious about what is going on. I know I need to tell her sooner rather than later but I'm terrified of her reaction. I walk to the loo and get into the shower. While in the shower I'm trying to think of the best way to break the news to Laura while trying to process how she will take the news. I step out of the shower and change quickly then brush my teeth and hair. I then hobble my way down the stairs where I find Laura in the kitchen cooking the kids breakfast. I notice she is cooking them eggs and toast. Unfortunately, the smell of the eggs is making me nauseous, and I find myself getting sick in the loo. I take a few shaky deep breaths and splash cold water on my face after slowly rising up off the floor. I look at my reflection and realize I need to tell Laura, but I don't know how, I can't find the right words. I walk out of the loo and notice her looking at me. "Are you alright?" she asks, worried. "I'm fine." I say calmly. I walk into the kitchen and sit at the table with the kids. I notice the whole time Laura is watching me. "Are you hungry?" Laura asks. "No thank you." I tell her. She looks at me for a long moment and then says, "Don't you think you should go to the doctor this has been going on for months now and I'm starting to get really worried." she says. I look at her for a long moment and then take a shaky deep breath and say, "Can we talk in the other room?" I ask. "Sure mum." Laura says. I walk into the living room with Laura following behind me. I turn around and look at her. I take a shaky deep breath and then say, "Laura there is something you need to know." Laura looks at me waiting for me to continue. No sooner was I about to tell her that Tom walks into the house. He walks over to Laura and kisses his wife and then walks into the kitchen to see the kids. He then walks back into the living room and wraps his arm around Laura's waist. "What's going on?" he asks. "Mum was just about to tell me something when you walked in." Laura tells him looking from him to me. I take another shaky breath and then start over. "Laura, Tom there is something you guys need to know." They both look at me waiting for me to continue. Just as I am about to tell them my phone rings. I look at the caller ID and see it is Tim. "Will you excuse me for a minute I have to take this." I say. Tom and Laura both nod at me and walk out of the room leaving me alone. I pick up the phone. "Hi." I say to him. "Hi." he responds. "What are you doing?" he asks me. "I was just trying to break the news of the baby to Tom and Laura when you called." I say, feeling myself release a breath. "Would it help if we told them together?" Tim asks. "I don't know." I say, unsure of how Laura would react to Tim being in the house. "What if I come over for dinner tonight and we break the news to them." he says. "I guess we could do that." I say, not sure how I feel about it. "Well, we have to come up with something." Tim says. Deep down I know he is right, and I need to get this off my chest since the anxiety is killing me and pretty soon, I won't be able to physically hide it anymore. "What if I go to the mall and pick something up to help break the news to them." he says. "I guess it could help." I tell him, still feeling nervous about the matter. "It's all set then what do you say I come by at five tonight and we can break the news." he says. "That's fine." I tell him. "Alright, I'll see you at five." he says, hanging up the phone. I hang up the phone and take a deep breath. I walk back into the kitchen where I see the kids finishing up breakfast. I sit at the table and Tom and Laura both look at me. "Are you alright Helena?" Tom asks me, concern evident in his voice. "I'm fine." I say. I then look at the pair take a deep breath and say, "I have a friend meeting us here for dinner tonight at five, there is something important you both need to know, and my friend is coming by to help me talk to you both about it." I tell them being honest while still only giving them half the truth. The pair look at me and nod their heads at me. I then walk out of the kitchen and up to my bedroom. I sit on my bed and take the ultrasound pictures out of my bureau drawer. I stop to look at them. I then start to feel my eyes filling with tears. I wipe them away and think about what I have gotten myself into. I'm so afraid of how Laura will take the news I'm going to tell her tonight I don't even want to think about it, but it is all I can think about. I put the pictures back in my drawer and rise up off my bed. I give a slight jump when I notice Laura standing in the doorway. "So, what's going on?" she asks. "What do you mean?" I ask, finding myself getting uncomfortable. "What were you just looking at?" Laura asks, looking at me annoyed. "Nothing." I say in a hurry. "Really, nothing. It can't be nothing if it is making you cry." she says. I stop and look at her unsure of what to say to her. I watch as she stands in the doorway with her arms folded across her chest waiting for me to say something. I just continue to look at her saying nothing. "This doesn't have anything to do with dinner tonight, does it?" she asks. I look at her unsure of how to answer her question, so I say nothing. She in response only looks at me and nods her head. "Sooner or later, you are going to have to come clean about what is going on." she tells me walking out of the room and down the stairs. I just stare after her not knowing what to do or say. I then collapse on my bed as my emotions get the better of me. I'm now dreading dinner tonight and what it could bring. 

 

Laura P.O.V. 

I awaken the next morning to rainy weather. I crawl out of bed and grab clothes and jump in the shower. I then grab Sylar out of the pac n play as he has started crying. I bring him downstairs after waking up the kids for school. I walk into the kitchen and put Sylar into the highchair and cut up a banana and give him cereal to eat as I start to make eggs for the older kids as they start to sluggishly walk into the kitchen and sit at the table. I notice mum in the doorway of the kitchen and then I see her dash to the loo where I hear her get sick. She walks back into the kitchen where I ask her "Are you alright?" I ask worried.  "I'm fine." mum says calmly. I watch as she walks into the kitchen and sits at the table with the kids. "Are you hungry?" I ask. "No thank you." mum tells me. I look at her for a long moment and then say, "Don't you think you should go to the doctor this has been going on for months now and I'm starting to get really worried." I say. Mum looks at me for a long moment and then takes a shaky deep breath and says, "Can we talk in the other room?" she asks. "Sure mum." I say. I follow behind mum as we walk into the living room. Mum turns around and looks at me. She takes a shaky deep breath and then says, "Laura there is something you need to know." I look at  her waiting for her to continue. No sooner was she about to tell me that Tom walks into the house. He walks over to me and kisses me and then walks into the kitchen to see the kids. He then walks back into the living room and wraps his arm around my waist. "What's going on?" he asks. "Mum was just about to tell me something when you walked in." I tell him looking from him to mum. I watch her take another shaky breath and then start over. "Laura, Tom there is something you guys need to know." We both look at me waiting for her to continue. Just as she is about to tell us her phone rings. I watch her look at the caller ID and then she says. "Will you excuse me for a minute I have to take this." Tom and I both nod at her and walk out of the room leaving her alone. "I wonder what mum wanted to tell us?" I ask Tom getting worried. He wraps his arms around me. "Don't worry about it love, I'm sure it's nothing." "Mum seemed really nervous though and that's not like her." I tell him. No sooner did we finish our conversation that mum walks back into the kitchen where the kids are finishing up breakfast. I watch mum, sit at the table and Tom and I both look at her. "Are you alright Helena?" Tom asks her, concern evident in his voice. "I'm fine." she says. She then looks at us takes a deep breath and says, "I have a friend meeting us here for dinner tonight at five, there is something important you both need to know, and my friend is coming by to help me talk to you both about it." she tells us.  Tom and I look at her and we both nod our heads at her. I then watch as mum walks out of the kitchen and walks upstairs to her bedroom. I clean up the dishes from breakfast as Tom helps me clean up the kitchen. Once this is done, I walk upstairs and stop at the door to mum's room. I can see her looking at something and I can hear her crying. "So, what's going on?" I ask. "What do you mean?" mum asks, I can tell she is getting uncomfortable. "What were you just looking at?" I ask, looking at her annoyed. "Nothing." she says in a hurry. "Really, nothing. It can't be nothing if it is making you cry." I say. She stops and looks at me unsure of what to say. I stand in the doorway with my arms folded across my chest waiting for mum to say something. Mum just continues to look at me saying nothing. "This doesn't have anything to do with dinner tonight, does it?" I ask. Mum looks at me unsure of how to answer my question, so she says nothing. I in response only look at her and nod my head. "Sooner or later, you are going to have to come clean about what is going on." I tell her walking out of the room and down the stairs. I walk into the living room where the kids are waiting for me to take them to school and daycare. As I drive, I start to think of what could have mum in such an off mood. Nothing in particular comes to mind as I drive but I find myself worrying more and more.