strange and beautiful (I'll put a spell on you)

Chapter Ten

ENCHANTED FOREST

"How's our boy doing?"

Rebekah closed her eyes, chuckling at his insistence that they were having a boy when Rebekah could feel it in her heart that they were having a baby girl. "I wouldn't know, seeing as we are having a girl," Rebekah replied as Jefferson wrapped his arms around her waist, hands resting on her growing belly. Jefferson chuckled, pressing a kiss to her neck. "But our girl is doing just fine," she assured him.

"Do you still feel the fluttering?" Jefferson asked, his hands slowly dropping as he moved to stand next to Rebekah while she made her afternoon cup of tea.

She grinned, excited to tell Jefferson what she had heard the fluttering actually was. According to the Blue Fairy, the sensation Rebekah had been feeling was their baby moving around inside of her. Jefferson had been in a panic when Rebekah had told him about the strange feeling she'd get sometimes and had even gone as far as to send word to Snow White and Prince Charming to send a doctor. When the Blue Fairy was brought the message, she knew exactly what was happening. Early in the morning while Rebekah worked on their garden, the fairy had paid her a visit and explained that the fluttering sensation was perfectly normal.

Rebekah pressed her hand to her belly and looked up at Jefferson. "Yes," she answered his question.

She watched as his brows knit together in worry. "I'll write to Snow and Charming again," Jefferson said, the irritation clear in his voice, upset that they hadn't sent a doctor by now.

"You don't have to," Rebekah said, taking his hand and resting it on her stomach. After the Blue Fairy explained to Rebekah what was really happening, the little flutters turned into full blown kicks to her stomach. And now, she was no longer the only person to feel the baby's movements, and seeing Jefferson's eyes widen in shock when her stomach moved, Rebekah knew he was able to feel it, too.

"What was that?" Jefferson asked, his hand moving around her stomach to follow the movements.

Rebekah gave into a little giggle and moved his hand for him to the spot their girl was kicking now. "She's moving," she explained. Jefferson looked back at Rebekah, eyes filled with excitement and a little bit of fear. "She's okay, Jefferson," she assured him. "She's only kicking."

"He is only kicking." He smirked.

She playfully rolled her eyes with a scoff and pushed his hand away from her belly only to have him pull her close to him while he grinned at her. "I don't care if it's a boy or girl, Bex." Jefferson spoke honestly, "I just like riling you up."

Rebekah kinked her brow up saying, "You don't say?"

Jefferson nodded, hand moving back to her belly. "Have you thought of any names?" he asked.

She moved her hand on top of his. "For a girl, yes," Rebekah said causing Jefferson to laugh. "I swear! It's a girl, Jefferson!"

He pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose and urged her to tell him the name she picked. "What is it? I'll agree to anything you want except for Regina or Cora."

"Oh, God no!" Rebekah laughed loudly. "I would never name our daughter after those two wicked women."

"So, let me hear it. What names have you thought of?"

Rebekah grinned happily and grabbed at his hand, pulling him away from the kitchen and into the living room where she kept a list of names she had come up with. They sat down on their couch and Rebekah handed Jefferson the list of names that she had been working on.

"Hmm," Jefferson said, eyes scanning down the list. "You have quite a few," he teased. Jefferson then let out a loud laugh, looking to Rebekah with a shake of his head. "Gertrude, really?"