A month later...
"You ok Cupcake.." Big Ma asked, watching Fatima shifting around.
"Yeah, I just miss him..." "I think we all do at this point." Big Ma agreed. "Did he say when he was coming home?..."
Fatima starts sniffling, "No...." She replied, "I'm already 8 months pregnant going into my ninth. I don't want him to miss the birth of our child..."
"I hear you on that..." Big Ma mumbled, hearing a knock on the door.
They both looked at the door, then checked their phones. They shrugged because at this point, if you didn't call or text before coming over, you're catching a bullet.
The knock proceeds to continue,
Big Ma sighs, "I hate to catch a case before my Lil' Peanut is born.."
"Bi Mama." "Come here Mommy's Munchkin..." Fatima uttered, helping Iyonna on the couch making her lay down flat. "Stay right here." She said getting herself ready.
"Jesus please protect us from dangers and unseen." "Cupcake!" "Yes Ma'am." "You got a package." "Oh Yay" Fatima cheered, knowing she's been shopping for the baby.
She stands a little, then sits on the couch, to catch her breath, "is it a big package Big Ma?" She asked knowing she ordered a lot of stuff from Amazon.
"Yeah. I'm just gon' open it and pass the stuff to you." "Big Ma, you're gonna catch a cold." Fatima said, considering how cold it was outside.
"Here let's help each..." "You better not touch that box." They heard in the distance.
Big Ma and Fatima look up in disbelief, "Peanut! Zac!" They screamed in awe...
"Daddy?!" Iyonna screams from the living room as she starts laughing and bouncing on the couch anticipating her father's arrival.
"Ou, ou, it's cold.." as she ran outside in nothing but her comfy socks and coat hanging wide open, to greet her husband, happily.
"Fatima!!!" She jumps into his arms, "You're crazy..." "I don't care. I've missed you." Wrapping her legs around his waist.
He smiles, kissing her back, "I've missed you too Mamas." he whispers back to her.
Even though it was cold outside, the heat from their love was all the warmth they needed, however...
"Let's get you in the house." He tells her adjusting all the weight from her and his carry on that slung across his back, he grabbing his suitcase and bags from the ground,
"Hang on." He tells her. As he walked toward the door,
"God I love how strong he is..." Fatima thinks to herself, feeling every muscle expand and contract with every move.
Zac gets to the door dropping his luggage.
Kiss. Sitting Fatima down on the shoe bench carefully for her to change her wet socks.
"Peanut." "What's up Big Ma?" as she closed and locked the door. Zac lets go of his rolling suitcase, going in for a hug. "What are you doing home? We didn't know when to expect you.."
"Yeah. The leave of absence I put in months ago kicked in while I was on mission so they let me come home." He explained.
"Daadddy.." Iyonna screams doing a waddle-run coming from the living room.
"My Munchkin." Zac drops to his knees to greet her.
"You've been a good girl." "Yes. I miss you." "Awe Daddy misses you too Munchkin..." they exchanged.
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Terminal One
FanfictionFor years, Zachary Lewis Taylor has been stuck in Terminal One-not an airport, but the space between his past and future, between heartbreak and the possibility of love. He's spent too long waiting, afraid to board the next chapter of his life. Then...
