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Oh dear god. Oh. Dear. God she could not do this! What was she thinking just waltzing up here like-- like--- this and just expecting everything to be fine and easy? Everything was not fine and easy, everything was but easy and fine! The-- just--- exact--- opposite and breathing was becoming strenuous (was she even breathing?) and--- holy shit, oxygen was necessary for the brain to function.

Sucking in a deep breath of air, Odette tried very hard to control her face and keeping her hands from twitching to her stomach. She sat limply in his arms, continuing to take deep breaths as her glazed over mind sought to think of how to say this (another thing she should have thought of before coming here. Obviously, just winging it wasn't going to cut it anymore).

"Because---" As she spoke, her eyes began to blink much quicker than normal and her hands twisted within themselves. Breathing--- was--- important. She was going to ruin his comet find. Yes, she supposed he had said he wanted children, but after this week and this fight, that surely didn't mean right now. Terry had just--- been adopted and in the span of two months she had gone from no children to two. Two! That was a lot for someone who had planned on never having any children.

"Because---" Was this nauseous feeling from the baby or nerves? Holy shit, the baby--- Odette took another deep breath, closing her eyes for a few seconds. This was ridiculous. It was just words? Merely very important words that change lives. "Because you're not allowed to fly when you're pregnant." Had she just said that? Odette's eyes flew open wide.