you're having my baby...now you just have to admit it. (rp for <lj site="livejournal.com" user="zee_

[magic_fratboy]

((OOC: Bendytimed back to before week two of the competition, and edited because yeah...mun is baaaaaaad with timelines. :P Any mistakes in the following comments do not exist. These are not the droids you're looking for.../end Jedi mindtrick :P))

She was pregnant again.

The last time they'd talked, she'd come close, but hadn't admitted to the real problem...if one could even call it that.

She was quiet, reserved. She was dressing differently, and already he was noticing a change in her eating habits, the way she was behaving. He saw it in the way she held May, the way her face would glow, contort, then glow again. She was suffering, and it wasn't good for her.

Or the baby.

It was Sunday afternoon, and he was in LA again for the next round of Dancing With The Stars. Tomorrow was the dress rehearsal for his next routine, and then a big elimination that had him on edge already. Ziyah usually watched rehearsals when she was in town with him, and today she even had May with her. The sight made his chest ache, Zee with his daughter while beneath her baggiest hoodie, the swell of her belly was growing again and she wouldn't let him see...wouldn't let him touch her to feel it in the night...

Once Effie stepped out of the room to call her boyfriend, Tommy took a seat beside Zee, helping her give May her lunch. When the one year old was happily munching away on some finger-sized steamed veggies and hot dogs, Tommy finally spoke to her quietly as he stopped May from trying to put a hot dog up her nose.

"Are you ever going to tell me about the baby?"

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Four months.

It had actually been four months, one week and three days. She was counting them out in her head, knowing that somewhere in the coming weeks, the count down would end and she'd leave the secret just that.

For most women, the joyous run of pregnancy is a happy one. Hell, the first couple of months with May were disgustingly happy. After that run of morning sickness, that is. But, everyday after that was amazing.

However, this time was different.

In her world, it was a divine miracle she got pregnant in the first place. Though, in having a Titan God as her lifelong partner and a dear friend of the magical kind, even the impossible becomes possible. Only she was sure the blessing would be a one time deal.

She knew it was going to be a one time deal.

So, when the first signs came on, they were so little she hardly paid notice. They progressed into bigger signs and right away, a fear began to swell in the middle of her gut that if she told Tommy, and the little flicker of light in her belly got snuffed, it would tear him to pieces.

Ziyah became distant, ignored her feelings and tried to remain true to her typical personality. The woman that could fool you with what she was thinking or feeling. Only when he found her in the dressing room, he could see right through her stone features and see the secret she'd been keeping from him.

It had taken four months.

Zee had initially looked up with a smile, but returned to dabbing away the mess on May's chin. His presence was different this time. Far more determined than it normally was. She'd only felt it once before. That day when he asked her what was wrong.

She knew he suspected it then. But now...

There was no answer and she tried to ignore him by breaking into the soft Italian words she used in conversing with May. Though after a very long pause, she breathed in sharply through her nose, turned her head and looked long and hard at him. Deliberatingly.

She wasn't sure she had anymore excuses to make.