Broken and Fearless // C.B.

Chapter 115

[Apologies for missing yesterday. I wasn't sure what to write; and sometimes a night helps.]

Juliet's POV:

I sat alone in the backyard, petting one of the cats.

My thoughts drifted, which was never a good thing.

No one, except family and friends, knew I was pregnant for the second time. Eventually, the viewers would notice or they'd have to be told.

Some had already guessed. Which, honestly, wasn't surprising, as they're smart. And I mean, Sam Winchester/Sherlock smart. It's kind of scary.

Some viewers were supportive while others still weren't. Why they hated me with Colby so much I didn't understand. I hadn't gone anywhere for three years, and wasn't planning on going anywhere anytime soon.

I flinched suddenly, seeing the cat scratch me.

"Ow! Stupid cat!"

I went to go tend to my hand and came face-to-face with Colby who asked, "What happened? You've got your sad look."

"One of the cats scratched me. I guess he was tired of all the love."

"Not what I'm talking about. You wouldn't be sad just because a cat attacked you. Talk to me."

I tried to get the bandage off and it dropped to the ground. "Come on!"

Colby picked it up, cleaned my hand and bandaged it. "Juliet, what happened? Did someone say something?" I nodded. "Who?"

"My own thoughts."

"What are they saying?"

"Oh, the usual. Wondering why some of  your viewers hate me, the fear that something bad could happen to this baby."

Colby smiled. "Well, then I'll have to remain positive for the both of us."

"You're often as pessimistic as me."

"Not right now, I'm not. Jules, we'll figure out how to tell the viewers. But it's up to you when you want to. No pressure, all right? And, if you'd like, I can turn off comments so no one can say anything."

"Thanks, Colbs. Can we still name the baby after my mother?"

"Absolutely. If it's a girl. If it's a boy, I was thinking Cole Robert Brock Jr."

I laughed and shook my head. "No, one Colby is enough. I don't need another."

"How do you know that the baby won't be a spitting image of me? I think the name I suggested is great."

"You have too much of an ego."

He kissed me and smiled. "Yeah, maybe I do. Seriously, Juliet, don't worry, okay? Trust that everything will work out as it's meant to."

I nodded. "Proverbs 3:5-6. Trust in the Lord. I can do that."

He kissed my cheek and tucked my hair back. "I know you can. And just remember, your mom is smiling down on you. I like to imagine she's holding our first child and they're both excited to meet this one."

I rested my forehead against his. "Colby, thank you. I feel so much better."

"That's my job. Can't have my girl sad. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I really am. Honest."

He smiled. "Good."

[Due to today's update, there may or may not be an update on Saturday.]