Our Memories......The Second Time Around

Chapter Eleven

The ride back to the agency was quiet, but if smiles could talk, there would be a constant chatter. Leila has the only one to talk, " Sanem do you realize what is happening," She chattered. " A baby, oh I just can't wait, mom is going to just die." She said. Both Can and Sanem would steal a look or two at each other, with a smile beaming from ear to ear. Can was over the moon, a surprise that couldn't have been any better. He parked and ran around to open the door for Sanem. She laughed, " Can, I can still open a door you know." She teased. " Yes, I'm aware of that, but I just don't want you to, ok." He stated with authority. She accepted his help and took his hand as she exited the car. Leila was excited to tell the others, but Sanem wanted to wait a day or two, just until they had both got adjusted to it themselves. " Leila, don't tell mom, not just yet, she will go overboard, and want to move in with us to take care of me." They agreed, to keep it a secret for now. 

Can made her come to his office and lay on the sofa for the rest of the day, so he could watch her, but he ended up on the sofa with her, holding her in his arms and watching her sleep. Leila checked in on her to see how she was feeling and there they were, snuggled up tight together, with Sanem sleeping away. It was the cutest thing ever. The doctor had told them, " Sleep and lots of proper food, good nutritional food, that was the best medicine for her and the baby." And Can would  make sure of it. His heart was so full of love and happiness right now, it was almost unbearable. His child, a little person made by them, made from love. The sight of her was magical to him, she was giving him the greatest gift possible. He respected her wishes to not tell anyone just yet, but it was going to be pretty hard to do, since he wanted to shout it from the roof top. 

As soon as his last meeting was over he whisked her off to their house. He made her prop her feet up and not move, while he made dinner. All the fresh vegetables he could find in the kitchen, and beef, sauté to perfection  She watched him scurry about in the kitchen, preparing a virtual feast in  no time. There wasn't anything that man couldn't do, and she loved him more every minute. What a daddy he was going to make, she was so excited to witness it all. Dinner was done, he made his way to the sofa, with a towel draped over his arm he bowed, " May I escort you to your table my lady, " He asked. She smiled and giggled, thinking how cute he was, " Of course, kind sir." She replied. He held her arm, helping her up and guiding her into the dining room. " Can, thats really not necessary, I can walk." She says patting him on the arm. He shook his head, " Absolutely not, I will help you with everything you do from now on." He spouted. Can had set a beautiful table, complete with flowers in the center, and candles on either side. She gasped when she saw it, " Sweetheart, it's perfect, and it's looks delicious," she exclaimed. They devoured the meal, like it was the first meal in days. She felt so good, and happy, nothing like what she felt like earlier in the day. He cleaned the kitchen while she got ready for bed. The day has been so eventful, all she wanted was to relax in their bed and read. Can had the same feelings, but he was keeping one eye on Sanem at all times.

It was barely daylight as his eyes blinked to open, he felt for Sanem but she wasn't there. He bolted upright in the bed. " Sanem, bebek, where are you." He called. Without an answer, he jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom, there she was, hanging onto the toilet, weak and pale. " Ah, Sanem my love,... again," he said. He sat down behind her, rubbing her back as she looked around, " Good Morning, my love" she said with a faint smile. He pulled her hair back, and hugged up against her, stroking her arm to calm her, but feeling guilty for what she was having to go through. They stayed like that until she had the strength to stand, then he led her back to bed. " What can I get you, some water or something." He pleaded.  She thought for a minute, " Yes, let's have tea, you know that peppermint tea we have, and some crackers, I think that will be good." She said smiling at him with confidence. He hurried out to brew her tea, hoping it would help her. He was back in a minute with her order, but she had snuggled down in the covers and was sound asleep. This feeling of guilt of putting her in this situation, was overwhelming. 

He laid there watching her sleep, worshiping her beauty and bravery. Why did she have to go through all of this just to bring them a gift of joy and love. He knew what the doctor said, that each woman was different on the level of discomfort that was endured during pregnancy but she seemed to have maxed out those symptoms. He moved as close to her as he could without waking her and he too fell back into a peaceful sleep. He woke with her kissing him on the forehead, " Can, sweetheart, it's time to get up." Come on, we'll be late for work." She whispered. He opened his eyes and smiled, " Do you feel better, no more sickness. " He questioned. She seemed to think for a second, then said, " No, nothing right now, but that could change, it seems to just come and go quickly." She determined with a little doubt. He sat up in bed, " Let me get a quick shower and I'll fix you some breakfast, maybe cereal and fruit, something light." He noticed she had drank the tea and some of the  crackers were gone. " Did the tea do some good," He cupped her face with his hand and gliding his thumb along her cheek. He was so thoughtful, and caring, just what she needed right now, she smiled, " It was great, yes breakfast sounds great, but let me help." She insisted. He sighed, " Ok, but let's shower first, I'll help you so you won't fall or something." Reaching for her with a gleam in his eye. She squinted her eyes at him, " Oh, just to help me, is that right." Ok, no other reason comes to  mind." Her eyes giving him that doubting look. He tilted his head, " Well, maybe but I won't be  doing anything to hurt you." He whispered with eyes on fire with desire for her. "Well it's that look that  got what got us in the situation we're in now, do you remember." She told him. He shifted his eyes to her stomach, " Yes, I remember everything, with excitement." He whispered to her, sending her own desire soaring. 

" Well ok then, just so you remember exactly what to do, and how to do it, daddy, I guess I'll let you " help me." She spoke with barely a sound, just a breath that brushed his lips......