False Allegations

Chapter 8: Baby Names?

Holly and Laird part ways just after they have done their little bonding and talk. She has been told that the theme for the wedding is colorful. Weird soon-to-be newlyweds. She needs to buy clothes and Lai decided that he will with her. Not such a good idea but does it matter now? She doesn’t have any idea of what dress to wear. So, Holly now was deciding if she could take a leave, maybe for a week. She has been also told that there will be a contest who can give the best name for the baby, one girl name and one boy. Holly wants to participate, she’s the maid-of honor after all. Perhaps she can ask some friends...

Holly’s POV:

+Police Plaza.

Participate. Participate. Baby names. I need baby names. What is the best way to ask? Perhaps I start with the Commander.

Trouble’s  POV:

+ Commander’s Office.

“Come in.” I said.

“Commander.” Holly said as she enters.

“Do you need something, Major Short?”

“I was going to ask if you read my note.”

“Yes, I read it. It’s a good thing you left a note, at least you’re not someone like I know that is leaving in current working hours. Did you take your time?”

“Yes. My friend and I talk about the things we left behind.”

“Good.” Friend...? He’s not the father?

“Major Short, can I ask you about something?” I ping something under my table and I think she didn’t see it.

“Yes, commander.”

“And I want true honesty.” She tensed up.

“Yes.”

“Who are you with during your lunch break?”

“Oh. My childhood friend, Laird Ozias.”

“Okay. That’s all.”

“Umm, Commander. Is it okay if I ask you something too?”

“Okay. Shoot.”

“Umm, Trouble...” She began, now whatever she’s asking, it’s personal.

“Have you ever thinking of–baby names?” She asked. Baby names? That fast? Just how many months is she having the baby?!

“Baby names? Why do you need baby names?” Information! Squeeze her!

“I was thinking of baby names but I need options... Do you have? Did you ever think of baby names? One boy and one girl?” One boy, one girl? Is she having twins?

“I haven’t thinking about names lately... What about Travis for boy and Abby for girl?” I suggested, actually I like those names.

“I thought you haven’t thinking of it. I like those.” Somehow I feel like we’re giving each other a suggestion the names of ‘our’ baby...

“It’s just something that popped out in my mind.”

“Thank you, Trouble.”

“Wait, is ‘someone’ pregnant...?” I emphasize someone, Holly is smart. She’ll get I’m asking about her.

Turns out she didn’t get it.

“Yeah.” Oh...

It’s time to ask another death blow question.

“Who’s the father?”

“My childhood friend.” She said simply. So it’s that guy, ah.

Trouble assumes the father is Liard since he was a childhood friend. ‘The’ childhood friend.