gone.

111

2 Weeks Later

"Do you have to go?"

I whined as I helped Fergal fold up his gear.

"Yes, baby. I'm cleared and I have to have vacation time for you and Zo in a couple weeks."

Fergal said as I pouted. Then I remembered something.

"Fergal, do you know what day my due date is on?"

I asked him.

"September 13th, Why?"

Fergal asked.

"That's Mia's birthday."

I said as I bit my lip.

"Oh, wow. I didn't even think of that."

Fergal said.

"Maybe it'll be a good thing if she comes that day. Bring some happiness to that day."

I said as I rubbed my bump.

"I hope so."

Fergal said as I sighed.

"What do you think about me going on the European tour?"

Fergal asked.

"Doesn't it go through my due date?"

I asked Fergal.

"Yeah."

"Why would you think that's a good idea?"

I asked him as I narrowed my eyes.

"I don't know. I just wanted to have a little bit of fun before Zo is born."

Fergal said.

"Yeah, well if you're halfway across the world when I go into labor, that's not going to be very fun, Now is it?"

I asked Fergal as I crossed my arms.

"Okay, geez. I see how you feel about it. I won't go."

Fergal said.

"Good."

I said as I kissed him.