Saved by the Bad Boy

Chapter 13

I storm into the main control room.

"Mr. Leader!" I yell. He turns around and is surprised to see it's me.

"Oh, Ms. Caliga, how nice it is to see you out of your room." I cringe at my full name but plaster on a smile, "Please, what can I do for you?"

"Yes, I'm very worried about my husband." He looks surprised that I would call him that.

"I think he has too many enemies."

"What do you mean?"

"I think that there are a few people ganging up on him and beating him up," I say as flatly as I can. I watch the emotions pass on his face, surprise, confusion, anger, and then forced sympathy.

"Really? Well, I will make sure they are found and stopped." I smile.

"And if I could have permission to execute them. Of course, it's in the rulebook right? Execution is for anyone who has conspired against the D.E.A.D. Oh, I would love to do it, they'd die, slowly, make them hurt as much as they made him hurt. Then just when they beg to let them die, I'll lock them up so they can suffer and once things are starting to get better, then they'd die." And now for the final emotion, and the climax point in my plan, fear crosses his face. I smile, "Oh, I can't wait to see the life leave their eyes. Well, tell me when you find them." I say and walk out of the room, an evil grin growing on my face. When I get to my room I shut the door and start laughing. Einar gives me a strange look and smiles. I laugh so hard I start snorting, but I have to stop when my stomach hurts from laughing so hard.

"You...should've...seen...his...face..." I say between laughs. He shakes his head at me.

"So it's done." I give him an evil grin.

"He's going to be as scared as hell to see me again." He smiles and lifts me up spinning me around. 

"You're a genius." He says planting a kiss on my lips. I smile.

"Well, I need to look out for my husband don't I?" He smiles and kisses me know the forehead.

"You are the best wife anyone could ask for." I blush. He kisses my cheek, "I have to go now, I have another meeting." I groan.

"Another?" He sighs.

"Yes, another." He gives me a quick kiss and leaves. For the rest of the afternoon, I lay on my bed and go through my laptop, going through Facebook and other social media. I jump when the door flings open and on runs Anne. She shuts the door and jumps on my bed, a smile from ear to ear. 

"Omg omg omg!" She says.

"What? What happened?" I say massaging my temple. 

"I talked to him and guess what he said?!" She squeals.

"What?!"

"He said I looked cute today." She jumps up and down. I laugh, then moan, holding my stomach feeling a sharp cramp. She looks at me in concerned. 

"Cali?"

"I'm fine."

"No, I don't think you are."

"I'm just a little sick, and I just feel..."

"Bloated?" I nod and she gasps, "What?"

"I know what's wrong." I give her a confused look, "Maybe you should do one of those pregnancy tests." I raise my eyebrows.

"No, no, no. There is no way." She nods.

"Yes, there is you're showing a lot of the symptoms, throwing up, headaches, mood swings." I shake my head, "Okay, whatever. But I have to go now." She gets up and leaves. There is no way I'm pregnant. No way. I can't be, well...No, I refuse to believe it. But maybe, I guess there's only one way to find out.

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I sit on the bed and stare at the wall. I put a hand on the little bump on my stomach. How could this happen? Could fate be more against me? I don't understand, I'm happy and now, it's all over, this poor child. I don't know what to do. I don't know how to tell Einar. I don't know what leader will do, or what I'm going to do. I finally stand up, not able to take sitting any longer. I rub my sweaty palms together and walk back and forth through the room. What should I tell Einar? What will he do? Will he be mad? Will he be happy? I don't know. All I know is that they're not going to raise this child to be a killer. I don't care what I have to do, but I'm not going to let them. Maybe I should dig up some dirt on them. I sit down in a chair and open my laptop. I look through the Internet trying to find anything, but there's no trace of them besides mysterious deaths. I slam it shut when the door opens and Einar walks in. He smiles.
"Hey, baby." I smile but cringe at the word baby. We get ready for bed and I try to hide my belly, even though it's not big enough to really be guessed as pregnant. I put on a sweatshirt and shorts and quickly fall asleep. The next few weeks I stay in the room, looking and searching for anything on them that I could use to send out to the whole world. But sadly nothing. It's been a few days and I start wearing baggy clothes, just in case, but I still don't tell Einar. I don't know how. But as the days pass I get really nervous. Eventually, Anne comes into my room and I tell her. She sighs.

"What are you going to do?" I sigh.

"I don't know. But I'm not letting them raise my child to be a killer. I won't let them."

"They'll force you, kill you to do so." I sigh.

"I know, I know." Silence follows.

"Have you at least told Einar." I bite my lip, "You haven't?!" I blush.

"I couldn't, I don't know how." She puts a hand over mine.

"He will be with you for better or for worst. I know him, he loves you. He will protect you and your child." I nod and we both jump when the door opens. She winks at me, "I should probably go." I shake my head at her and she mouths behind him, 'Tell him' before leaving. I sigh.

"What was that about? You two are being strangely weird. Is there something I should know?" He says staring at me with his intense brown eyes. 

"Yes, I need to talk to you," I say looking down, not able to look him in the eye. Tears well up and my hands play with the blanket. 

"Oh no, what happened?"