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Posted on Thu Feb 25th, 2016 @ 8:24pm by Ensign Charity Prince & Lieutenant JG Jacob "Jay" Jordan

Mission: Mother Base
Location: Arboretum
Timeline: BACKPOST: Shortly before the beginning of the mission

Chap- who was suddenly feeling annoyed at that old nickname- wandered the ship's arboretum. It wasn't so long ago that she'd have wandered the ship's bar, but lately, the place annoyed her; there were too many people behaving irresponsibly for her taste.

"When did I become granddad?" she wondered aloud to a plant resembling a hydrangea.

She didn't remember getting responsible. She supposed it was a combination of finding out she was pregnant, going a bit mad, and actually managing to survive on an unfamiliar planet that did it. Somewhere along the line, she had turned into an adult.

Adult! That was a frightening term, wasn't it? She laid a hand on her stomach, a small smile touching her lips. Yes, she was an adult. She was going to be a mother in a few months. Only adults were allowed to be mothers. Or, perhaps, more correctly, motherhood forced one to be an adult. After all, sometimes teenagers were mothers. It wasn't a good idea, but sometimes it happened.

She sighed and moved on to some sort of plant that she suspected was lilac.

Jay entered the room, having heard it was a very nice place to be alone with his thoughts. He was particularly social and typical sought the company of others, but recently he had been wanting to sort out a few things. When the doors closed behind him and he smelled the nature in the air and saw the beautiful flowers and plants, he suspected he had chosen the right place to do just this. He roamed the room immediately but, when he turned the first corner, he bumped into someone.

"Sorry." he mumbled without thought, but when he refocused again and saw the pleasing face, then the pregnant belly, he repeated himself loudly. "My bad, really. I wasn't watching where I was going."

"'S all right," replied Chap, resting one hand on top of her swollen stomach. "I should probably watch where I'm goin', too." She studied him for a short moment. "You're new, aren't ya?" she said finally. "I'm Chap. Charity," she corrected quickly. Suddenly, the nickname was grating on her nerves and she realized that she didn't want it anymore.

"That's a beautiful name." he responded without even hesitating, flashing a charming smile as he usually did. His eyes danced over her face for a moment, taking in her features, yet still his gaze was polite and subtle. "I'm Jay. And yeah, I'm pretty new." he said, extending his hand in an offer to shake hers.

Charity hesitated, but only for a second. "Nice to meet you," she said, clasping his hand in hers.

"You have no idea." he said, his smile widening to reveal his perfect white teeth. He released her hand slowly and slid his hands half-way into his pockets as he usually had them. His smile relaxed quite a bit as he looked around at the many plants. "I heard this was a good place to come and think."

"Yeah, you know, so long as you don' run into pregnant girls talkin' to shrubberies," she replied with a grin. "On'y there's a nice one over there I was just chattin' to 'bout growin' up."

"Who's growing up; yours?" He asked, looking at her and then looking in the direction she was indicating. He returned his charming gaze to her and smiled a bit. "Why would you want to go and do a silly thing like that?"

"Well, I am gonna be a mum," she said, grinning and laying a hand on her slightly swollen abdomen. "Or didn't you notice?"

He took the opportunity to observe her full form. She was indeed pregnant, but that didn't distract him from her other beautiful features. He nodded slightly and leaned on one of the shelves, his hands still in his pockets. "Babies and bonnets do not a grown up make." he said easily, a natural charisma resonating from him. He didn't say anything else, but instead waited for her response.

"True," said Charity, breaking into a grin. "But, still, I should prob'ly be a grown up. And it's not like I won't still 'ave fun, you know? A wise man once said, 'wot's the point a bein' grown up if ya can't be childish sometimes?'"

"Okay, I'll let you have that one." Jay said with a calm grin, looking around the room again. "Do you come here often?"

"Nah, it's me first time," she said. "I normally hang out in the lounge, but... I dunno. People just bug me lately. Ya know?"

"People can get on my nerves sometimes, but I'm normally pretty happy around most." he said, leaning against the nearby shelf. "Why the big change with you?"

"I fink it's the sense of responsibili'y due to this," she said, pointing to her stomach. "I just can't take people actin' like they do. I feel like I wanna tell 'em off or drag 'em to their rooms by their ears."

He gave her a rueful nod, able to tell that sort of behavior isn't typical for her. He was reminded for a moment of his sister when she was pregnant. It had been a real turning point for the two of them; the moment where they stopped hating each other and began to act something like siblings. He wondered what this woman's situation was; who was the dad? Was she married? But somehow all of those questions seemed too personal for him right now. He simply resolved to wait until it came up.

"Some guys like things like that." he said with a subtle but confident wink. "Might not be such a bad idea."

Charity's first inclination was to scowl, but she realized he was joking. "Well, they won't like what I'm gonna do when I get 'em there," she said. "Lecture, in case you're wondering. An' then ground 'em. For a year."

He made a jokingly pained face. "Ooo..what a mom." he said, then offered a kind smile. "I'm sure you'll be great at the gig."

"Thanks," said Charity, laying one hand on her stomach protectively. "It's a bit scary, you know? I always worry I'll be horrid."

He honestly didn't know how scary it could be. He wasn't a parent and honestly hadn't made any real strides toward being one thus far. He looked at her belly as she rubbed it and then back up at her, offering a shrug. "I know so many idiots who manage to raise kids. I'm sure you'll be able to manage."

Charity grinned. "I'm not sure if that's a compliment or wot," she said. "But, I'll take it."

He chuckled. "Trust me, it's a compliment." he turned his head and looked around the room again at the beautiful scene then looked back at the woman standing across from him, admiring her beautiful features. He was almost sad that she was so obviously unavailable. "Well, I should get goin'. It was a pleasure meeting you, Charity."

"Nice meetin' you, too," she said with a friendly smile. Too bad she was about to have a baby. He seemed quite nice and awfully good-looking, too. Oh, well, maybe later.

With a sigh, she turned her attention to the flowers she'd been contemplating earlier, content with her life.

 

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