I Want To Be With You...Everywhere

Chapter 27: Coming Home

While Ameera and Osmond are contemplating their next move- Stevie and Lindsey are awake and waiting for their child. Stevie wasn't too worried, but she also knew Lindsey was livid. Stevie only worried for Osmond's well being after having a bad moment with Lindsey.

"It's almost nine and she isn't here yet." Lindsey paces back and forth through the bedroom still in his same clothes from the day before.

"I know, Lindsey. You keep saying." Stevie was crocheting a little beanie for the baby.

"How can you be so calm, right now?" He sort of exclaims and Stevie looks up at him.

"Because, I know she is with Osmond so I know she is safe." She assures.

"What do you think they're doing?"

"Honey, how would I know?" Her hands drop from crocheting in the air to laying on the pillow on her lap. "I know you're stressing right now, but please try to calm down."

"I'm gonna kill him."

"No, you are not." She says to him and he looks at her. "You and I both know he is a very good kid."

"That was before I knew he was the one who hurt Ameera." He says.

"Okay, that was the only thing he has done. Give me another reason why you'd wanna kill him."

"He took her from here."

"Okay, but that was Ameera's decision. She ran out of the house- she left. You cannot just be mad at him." Stevie defends Osmond.

"So, what? Now you're against our daughter?"

"Lindsey?" She stops and leers at him.

"What? Stevie, that's what it sounds like."

"You really need to calm down." Stevie was starting to get irritated.

"How am I supposed to stay calm, right now?... I am trying." He says.

"Try harder." She had a stern look and he rolls his eyes.

"My fucking head hurts."

"I couldn't imagine why?" She says sarcastically. "Take some aspirin."

"Did I drink a lot?"

"I don't know. I guess." She shrugs. "When I came to get you- you were pretty hazey and out of it." She pauses. "You asked me why Ameera left and how the baby was."

"Oh, yeah." He smiles and then it drops. "You said 'he'." He had his hands on his hips.

"Hmm?" She questions.

"I asked you how the baby was and you said he is okay." He looks at her.

"Hmm, don't know why I would have said that." She looks down at her crocheting and hopes that would leave his mind.

Twenty minutes or so later Stevie and Lindsey make their way down the stairs- Stevie was hungry and they also waited for their daughter to come home.

"Want some?" Stevie offers some waffles.

"No." He kind of chuckles. "How can you eat, right now?"

"I am not hungry- this is hungry." She gestures to her belly as she shoves waffle into her mouth. Lindsey chuckles.

At a quarter to ten Ameera walks through the front door. She makes eye contact with her parents who were in the dining room- not too far from her.

Stevie rushed over to her and wrapped her in a tight embrace. "Are you okay?" Stevie asks quietly- pulling her daughter into herself.

"I'm fine, mom." Ameera assures and rubs her mother's forearm.