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So yea, I was still avoiding asking him the question that had been capturing my mind. I really wanted a baby, but how could I tell him that when he seemed to be so happy with life the way it already was.

I watched Lacy play with Mia on the floor happily as I continued to gather my thoughts.

"So when are you going to have one" Charles replied suddenly.

"Oh my God you scared the crap out of me" I said quickly turning around with my hand to my heart.

I had been so deep in thought that I apparently hadn't even heard him come in.

"You'll live" he grinned as he repeated his question once more.

"Who says I want one" I defended.

"Lauren everybody knows you really want a baby. The way you look at Mia and how good you take care of her" he added.

"Just don't say anything to Anthony" I groaned as I tired to look away from him.

"So you admit it" Charles said with a chuckle.

"I admit nothing" I said sternly.

Charles was out of all of them the sweetest, but also the trickest and most taddle rat of them all. And I knew what he was planning. He was going to tell Anthony.

"Well then I'll just tell him my hypothesis" Charles announced as he ran his hands through his hair.

See how he turned that around and tricked me. Now he's going to go off and taddle on me.

I groaned inwardly.

"Why can't you mind your own business" I said point blank as I began trying to avoid him by picking up toys that Mia had strode from place to place.

"Lauren have you ever thought that maybe Anthony's ready for a baby himself?" Charles mentioned as he began grabbing toys too.

Like he would know that. Anthony don't even act like he wants kids. He would have asked if he had.

"Well then he would ask me" I said continuing to avoid eye contact.

"Ok,"

Charles looked around hopelessly to find something else to say, but realizing he was at a lost for such words bid me good-bye. He was so going to go snitch on me, the asshole.

I nervously waited for Anthony to come home that night. What if he didn't want a baby yet and this makes him feel uncomfortable around me. I began to panic really bad after Mia was picked up.

I finally decided I'd go to bed before he got home and say I was not feeling well. A harmless lie and I'd buy myself some more time hopefully.

I went and put on some very loose fitting clothes like I wore when i really was sick and laid down on the bed. I heard the door open about that time and I breathed hard while I tried to look as sick as possible.

"Lauren?" Anthony called out as he continued walking through the house.

Just pretend he's not there. Like you never heard his voice calling out. I soon felt his presence over top of me.

"What are you doing in bed" he asked as he looked at the clock incrediculously.

"I don't feel good" I whined in an unbelieveable tone.

"Uh-huh whats going on Lauren" Anthony asked with a stern look.

"Nothing, I just don't feel good" I continued to lie.

"Lauren" he repeated as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Great I had been caught.

"Come do I have to repeat what Charles has already told you" I said in a grumpy half pitiful whine.

"Charles hasn't told me anything" he said with an raised eyebrow.

Oh he did this on purpose. Charles set me up to tell on myself. The snake!

"Uh, nevermind" I said with a hopeful grin.

Anthony gave me a stern look and I knew there was no getting around this as he sat down on the bed waiting for an explanation. Lieing was diffinately out of the question since I was beginning to understand I sucked horribly at it. The only way out of it was to tell the truth.

"I want a baby" I blurted out quickly.

Anthony's face turned white as a ghost and I thought he was going to fall out.

"See this is why i didn't want to tell you" I huffed as I felt enormous tears begin to fill my eyes.

I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind me as I allowed myself to cry quietly. After a few minutes I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Go away!" I yelled out, feeling that I just needed to be alone.

"Lauren lets be reasonable about this and talk like grown people. We're not kids anymore" he added.

His statement was so ironic in that fact that he didn't want to be like kids anymore, but was infact having a problem with being a grown up and having a kid. I groaned inwardly as I umlocked the door damping my eyes try with my oversized T-shirt. Hearing the click of the lock Anthony opened the door nearly knocking me down. I rolled my eyes at his ignorance, but hey I was pretty upset and feeling kind of foolish about not making up some lie at the time too.

"Babe" he smiled.

He always did that when he wanted to

(A) get his way

(B) get on my good side, or

(C) both

I was putting my money on (C).

"Don't Babe me" I fumed as I stormed directly to our bed and got back in it.

"Lauren, don't you even want to talk" he offered while I covered my head fully with the covers.

"No" I answered with a childish tone.

He rolled his eyes while he approached the bed.

"Lauren" he spoke with a bored tone.

Now he was becoming serious and so not in the mood for my crap, but I wasn't in the mood for his either. I just wanted to go to sleep and forget I ever mentioned the subject to him at all. Better yet I'd love to find out the whole thing was a dream, but I didn't have a fat chance of that happening.

I then heard Anthony breath hard. He was quickly losing patience with me. I knew he was probably tired from the strenous day of work, but I wasn't keeping him from going to bed. He was choosing to insist on talking on this obviously touchy matter.

I felt the covers pulled back about that time and the lights clicked off. Not again! He was doing this on purpose.

"Anthony come on. You know I hate being alone in the dark." I whined into the pitch black room.

There was no answer. Figures! He was now going throughout the house and turning all the lights off which meant I was completely alone in the room. Especially since all my teenage problems with my wacko family, the dark was not a place I enjoyed. I shortly heard someone walk back into the room and I couldn't help, but imagine it was my dad or some other family member trying to hurt me. I shook nervously in the bed.

"Anthony" I yelled in panic, looking around in the dark room quickly expecting to see what was aproaching me.

I was not very bright at times and this was one of those times. I started over exzurting myself and before I knew it I was hyperventalating. Someone grasped my arm gently and whispered "Its just me" with a hint of laughter as he kissed my forehead.

"Its not funny, Anthony" I said between gasps.

"Just calm down" He spoke calmly as he got on the bed and wrapped his arms around me.

"Please turn the lights on" I begged him.

"Lauren, don't you trust me. You're fine. Its just me here" Anthony said softly as he pulled me down on the bed.

"Yes, but this is cruel. You know how I've been about the dark" I reminded him.

"Lauren, its just me and you. You'll be fine" he assured me.

Ugh, men! They think their so macho! I just want a freaking light on and he's all like don't you trust me. Trust and having pyshcological disorders have nothing to do with each other.

He kissed my lips gently.

"No" I groaned turning from him.

"Lauren" he said trying to lure me back.

"No I just want to go to sleep. I don't want to talk and I definitely don't want to be all mushy with you" I said narrowing down my word choices.

"Fine" he replied in a rather pouty tone.

He wrapped his arms around me and laid his head down beside mine, acting like he was really going to go to sleep.

"You know I never said no" he said adding his two cents worth.

"Well you didn't say yes either"

I closed my eyes trying to avoid the darkness that surrounded me and the conversation he was trying to start.

"Lauren it was just kind of sudden, thats all"

He adjusted his head so that now he was propped up over top of me.

Sudden! Sudden! Ugh he did not seriously say that my statement had been sudden!

"How was it sudden" I asked my temper rising. "I mean we've been married for three years. Did you just think that I wanted to wait 'til I was old?" I toasted him with my internal burning fire.

"Laur, you just never have said anything about wanting kids. I thought you'd talk about it for a while before you just popped the question on me"

Laur, who did he think he was trying to butter me up using the pet names I liked the most at the moment.

"Well I'm sorry I didn't talk to you about it, but since you're never at home and always being a military person, I just never thought the time was right to bring it up. In fact I wouldn't have said anything about it today if it hadn't been for Charles. So this is all his fault" I fummed viloently daring him to say something else.

"Am I really that busy?" he asked a little hurt by the comments.

Oh great, now he was making this about himself. This was supposed to be about having a child not about him being home enough. Honestly a lot of the things I had blurted out had been out of pure anger not actual truth.

I sighed hard as he scooted closer to me.

"Laur, if I'm not here enough, I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can really do about that."

He sounded so sad and it made me so furious because I wanted to stay mad at him and now I couldn't. He was being honest, he did want to be home more often with me and he had made the statement before.

I turned towards him laying my head on his rock hard abs. I forced myself to stay quiet so that I felt like I was still winning just a little, but that was short-lived.

"I love you, Laur and if you want to have a baby, lets do it" he whispered sweetly as he held me close.

"I love you too, but are you sure?"

Crap I hate how he makes me be happy with him. It was obviously not a trait that patrica or Albert had ever had. They had lived to make me miserable, while Anthony had always had a way with words and had always made me feel special.

"Laur, I've wanted a baby since we got married, I'm just scared I won't be good enough. I want my kid to have a good life and the miltary has never seemed like the best place to start a family, but its my life."

He was so giving and kind even when i was mad I could see that. He was always thinking of others before himself. Last christmas he had filled in for Charles at a military position he was supposed to be holding at another base so that Charles could spend it with his daughter and wife. Yeah he had sacrificed our Christmas, but it was the thought that had counted.

"I don't know when you said you wanted one earlier I just froze up because it was just so unexpected. I was expecting that you had run up the bill on the credit card again or forgot to get those papers signed for me." He continued ever so quietly as I snuggled closer to him.

"Its okay, Anthony" I assured him as I closed my eyes hoping he would be so kind as to finish this in the morning.

"Babe" he whined realizing I was falling to sleep.

"I don't wanna, not tonight" I whined back covering us up more with the blankets.

"Please" he begged as he kissed my neck softly and worked his way up to my lips.

"Oh alright" I giggled as I sat up.