Chapter 7: Happy Days Are What I'm Feeling, I Hope

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"Well. Congratulations you two. You are both the proud parents of a boy and a girl." I started crying happy tears. I have two beautiful babies. I have a son and a daughter. "Have you two thought of names yet?" Jonathan started to speak but I beat him to it.

"Natalia Johanna and Nathaniel Drozdov Whitfield." I said their names confidently. Jonathan looked at me funny. "What? I liked those names best." He shook his head.

"Its not that. Its the fact that I was about to say those names as well." He was smiling. So was I. After the pictures were taken and distributed, and while I wondered how they were taken and printed so quickly, it came time to open presents. I opened a big box first because it was from Jonathan. It was two powder blue teddy bears.

"Aw thank you boo bear." I opened mom's and dad's next. It was two sets of baby monitors. "Thanks mom."

"Hey, what about dad."

"Mom bought them both. One set with her money, the second set with your money but mom still physically paid for it."

"How did you know?"

"Because they're the same thing and same brand AND same design. Nice try dad. Buy your own present for your grandchildren." He sighed and laughed and promised me something over the top. The next gift I opened was from Christopher and Elizabeth. It was a certificate to redeem two scooters and two bikes of my choice from Walmart. "Thanks Lizzy. Thanks for going along with her idea Christopher." Lizzy smiled and Chris shrugged.

Next was the Doc's. His gift was telling me the secret to how he did the ultrasound pics so quickly. I thanked him. Then there was Gabriella's gift. Hers was two sets of those picture frame kits where you use an ink pad and get a stamp of your baby's feet and hands and then put the papers in the frames. I thanked her and then opened my last gift. It was from Sophie. I opened it slowly watching her watch for my reaction. It was a clay model of two newborn babies hugging each other. One in a pink onesie while the other was in a pale blue onesie.

I put it down and gave little Sophie a big hug. "Thank you so much Sophie. You are the best little cousin in the world and will be the best doctor in the world. I love you so much."

"I love you too Cousin Clary." The room phone started to ring. Mom went to answer it.

"Hello? Um, yes this is the Edison room. May I ask why you are calling up? Uh huh. Okay. I'll send my husband and his cousin down. Yes, thank you." She hung the phone up and looked at us all. "Someone dropped a package for Clary downstairs. Well they told the front desk that it is for Twila Edison." Dad and Chris went downstairs to get it. When they came back up, they brought a plain brown box with them.

"I went to ask the desk clerk for a name but they said that it was dropped off by someone claiming to be a Ms. Twila Edison's cousin-in-law." Everyone looked at me. I blushed as I realized who dropped off that box. "Clary?"

"It was the target, Joseph Armor Limburg. He just so happens to be Jonathan's cousin." Everyone but Sophie, Jonathan, Gabby, and I gasped. "I just learned that recently myself. In fact, I learned it the day you all found out I was pregnant."

"Clary."

"Clarissa Katie Johnson-Whitfield! Who do you think you are keeping us in the dark about this! You should have informed us of this when you found out! Now it is too late! You are too far into the mission to pull you out!" I lost my temper on my beloved cousin Christopher.

"Who the hell do I think I am! I think I'm the person with a lot of stress dealing with this mission! I would have told you all sooner that I was pregnant but you didn't even give me a chance to say anything before you just pulled me aside and gave me the mission without letting me get a word out! And as for this, would you really have pulled me out knowing that since he also knows that I'm pregnant? NO! You wouldn't! And do you know why you wouldn't? Because it would look very suspicious that a brand new temp had suddenly had to leave after just starting! Now I need you to fucking apologize to my mom for interrupting her and to back the fuck up off of me for what I didn't fucking tell you!"

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