The Joys of Motherhood - Doctor's Appointments: Cindy
Tittle: The Joys of Motherhood - Doctor's Appointments: Cindy (or 'How Ashley Boxer Always Makes Pregnant Women Swoon')
Author: storm_8
Fandom: Women's Murder Club
Pairings: Lindsay/Cindy
Raiting: PG-13, for some cursing
Spoilers: None for the show.
Disclaimers: Ha! Obviously I don't own any of these characters except the original one's.
A/N: Unbeated, so all mistakes are mine.
So, I'm back with more goodies... Here's how it's going to be: starting today, I'll post a fic a day until the 13th (WMC day, yay!) and then one more the day after, making up a total of four! (Aren't you just happy? ;) )
The tittle is pretty self-explanatory...
Not wanting to spoil the surprises, I'll say there will be fluffiness, fluff with a teeny-tiny bit of angst, a whole lot of angst, and then more fluffy stuff. That is all...
Enjoy! And remember comments are love!! And bribery for the muse...
Cindy had been leafing through a magazine when she felt a small hand land on her distended belly. She glanced down and watched an impossibly big smile grow on her barely two year old daughter’s face when there was an answering flutter under her hand.
“Mama, you feel?” The little girl asked, brown eyes alight with wonder.
The reporter chuckled, running a hand through her daughter’s hair. “Yes, Ash, I felt that too.”
The brunette grinned and moved her hand to a different position, receiving another answering flutter. She giggled in delight.
Cindy shook her head in amusement. Ever since the baby had started kicking, Ashley couldn’t sit still for a full five minutes before her tiny hands were back on her mother’s belly. She would draw random patterns and tap her fingers until she got a response from her soon to be younger sibling.
And then she had demanded to know whether it was going to be a little sister or a little brother, pouting and whining when her mothers had told her they wanted it to be a surprise. So she made more demands and pouted and cried some more until the two women relented and it was agreed they would ask Cindy’s doctor on her next appointment.
An appointment, one Inspector Boxer was running late to.
******
Half an hour before…
Lindsay, Kayla and four other police officers walked towards the coffee stand by the park’s entrance, eyes fixed on their suspect and hands resting on their weapons.
“Rodney Parsons?” The brunette asked, stopping just a few feet from the man getting his coffee. He swiveled around, eyes widening at the six officers closing in on him. “You’re coming with us. We’d like to have a little chat about Casey Taylor… Know her?” Lindsay smirked and raised a questioning eyebrow.
A smirk that was soon replaced by a scowl, when the man threw his hot coffee at the two officers nearest to him and ran off, knocking down an elderly woman as he went.
“Mitchell!” Kayla barked, as her partner ran off in pursuit of their suspect “You stay here! Make sure the woman is alright. Montoya, after him!” The woman didn’t even need the prompting, having already sprinted after Lindsay.
Receiving a hasty nod from officer Mitchell and a ‘Go, we’re okay!’ from the other two officers covered in the hot coffee, she ran off as well.
“Rodney!! Stop!!” Lindsay yelled, weaving in and out of the crowd, trying not to lose sight of the suspect.
“Police! Out of the way!!” She heard officer Montoya yell a few steps behind her.
They both let out a curse when the man made a hard turn onto the street and ran against the oncoming traffic. There was a lot of screeching tires, as several cars swivelled in order to avoid the suspect, and at least two crashes.
Kayla caught up to them just as officer Montoya slid over the hood of a car and raced to one of the crashed vehicles, yanking the driver’s door open. She then turned to Lindsay, who’d stopped as well, frustration evident in her posture, as she debated whether to stay and help or keep chasing after their still fleeing suspect. “Go! I’ve got this!” She yelled, helping a woman out of her car.
The inspector turned on her heel, Kayla running past her muttering all kinds of obscenities under her breath.
People jumped out of their way and they managed to catch up to their suspect again. The man noticed this and made a last desperate attempt at escape, bursting through the doors of a hotel and heading for the pool area.
The two women quickly followed. “Rodney! Stop!!” Lindsay yelled again as the man disappeared into the rather large crowd surrounding the swimming pool.
“God damn it! Where’d he go?” Kayla stopped next to her partner, craning her neck to look into the throng of people.
The brunette growled. “Okay people, out of the way!” She shouldered her way into the crowd, motioning for her partner that she would go left and that the other woman should go right.
They moved cautiously, senses on high alert.
Before three full minutes had passed, Lindsay was already starting to lose her patience. She glanced worriedly at her watch, noting with some alarm that Cindy’s appointment was scheduled in twenty minutes.
The brunette looked frantically around. “Son of bitch is gonna make me late…”
And then she spotted him following her partner.
“Kayla!! Behind you!!” The taller woman yelled, just as the man lunged forward knocking into another man, sending him careening into a waitress, who dropped her tray and sent her and five other people, including the other inspector, into the swimming pool.
Lindsay had just about had enough of this chase. She pushed forward, getting some yelled complaints from unhappy patrons, and cut across the small bridge built over the pool.
Rodney Parsons barely had time to straighten himself up, before he was being tackled into the pool by an enraged brunette inspector. He came back up, sputtering water, only to have one of his arms grabbed by Kayla.
He swivelled around, right fist connecting with the woman’s jaw, forcing her to let him go. He then tried doing the same to Lindsay, but the brunette dodged the flying fist and retaliated with a punch of her own, sending Rodney back into the water. She dove right after him and less than thirty seconds later came back up, with the suspect in cuffs.
Kayla, holding a hand to her bleeding mouth, raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Ya know, I didn’t fully believe Jacobi when he said you’d once handcuffed a suspect under water… I sure believe him now.”
The inspector growled, shoving the suspect out of the pool and then turned to grin at the other woman, who laughed and followed her out.
******
Lindsay wrapped the blanket tighter around herself; it was too damn cold to be outside in wet clothes. She glanced at her watch impatiently. “Come on, Jill. Where are you? I’m freezing here and Cindy is gonna kill me for being late…” She mumbled under her breath, glaring at the EMT who gave her an odd look “What?!”
“I hear you cuffed the suspect under water?” Jacobi asked merrily, giving her a friendly slap on the back.
“I can confirm that.” Kayla added, sitting down next to her partner on the back of the ambulance, wrapping the EMT’s offered blanket around her shoulders.
The brunette glared at her ex-partner-recently-promoted-to-cheeky-lieutenant and then turned to the other woman. “You okay?”
“Urgh, I’ll be fine.” She mumbled, wincing when the movement stretched her abused lip. “I foresee an abrupt decrease in kissing in my very near future…”
Both Lindsay and Jacobi chuckled. “Speaking of kissing, shouldn’t you be at Cindy’s doctor appointment?” The man inquired.
“I would, if it wasn’t for that stupid son of a bitch who decided it’d be a good idea to throw my partner into a swimming pool, forcing me to tackle him into said swimming pool. I smell like bleach…” The woman replied snarkily, throwing a dirty look at the man sitting in a police cruiser. “Cindy’s gonna be mad at me, what with the mood swings she has…”
Kayla gave her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.
“No, she won’t.” Jill stated, appearing beside Jacobi. “Officer Montoya was looking for you…” she told him and he excused himself with a ‘Good job, ladies’ thrown over his shoulder.
“Here you go. And your car is just over there…” She pointed with her thumb over her shoulder and handed a duffel bag to her soaked friend. Lindsay took it gratefully, climbing into the back of the ambulance to change. “I also called Cindy on my way here. Told her what happened.”
The taller woman poked her head around the ambulance doors. “How mad is she? Nowadays I can never tell if something I do or say, will land me on the couch or not…”
Kayla chuckled; Jill just grinned. “Don’t worry. She is in a good mood today. It seems your daughter has captivated the hearts of several other expecting mothers, who now want their children to be as happily cute as her.”
Lindsay grinned like a total fool and disappeared back inside the ambulance to finish changing. The other two women laughed.
******
Cindy watched with increasing amusement as Ashley grinned up at the woman sitting in front of her and politely requested if she could feel her baby kick. The woman was all smiles, just like the other seven people in the waiting room, and motioned the child closer.
The girl’s eyes widened comically when she felt the rather strong kick against her small hand.
“He’s quite strong isn’t he?” The woman asked with a loving smile. The little girl nodded and then skipped to her mother’s side.
“How far along are you?” Cindy asked, as her daughter climbed back onto her lap.
The woman blew a strand of hair out of her face. “Oh, he’s just about to come out into the world. Doctor says she gives it two weeks, three tops.”
“Not your first child, is it? You seem far too relaxed…” Another woman joked.
The woman and her husband laughed. “No, not our first. There’s two boys waiting at my parents’ house for news on their little brother…” The man replied.
“Mama, I wand widdle bwother.” Ashley said, poking her mother on the arm.
All the women swooned at the child’s scrunched up nose.
Cindy smiled down at the girl “We’ll find out soon…”
“You don’t know yet? You must be six months along…” A woman to her right inquired.
“Almost six. And we wanted it to be a surprise, but this one demanded, in no uncertain terms, to know if she was getting a little brother or sister.”
Ashley grinned widely, and all around there was more swooning and loving smiles. Cindy wished her lover were there, so she could see it all first hand. She was 150% sure that Lindsay would be smirking proudly to herself, her ego growing two sizes every few minutes.
“I don’t want to be rude…” A woman to her left started, leaning forward in her seat. “But she’s not your child, is she? I mean, biologically, because… well, you don’t seem to share any physical… similarities…” She finished, grinning sheepishly and rubbing the back of her neck.
The brunette sitting next to her rolled her eyes. “Really, Jules? That is rude…”
“What? I was just curious…” The first woman defended.
Had it been any other day, Cindy would have agreed with the brunette and probably snapped back in an irritated fashion, but she had been in a very forgiving mood all day. “No, no. It’s okay. I get asked that more often than not… She’s my-”
“Mommy!” Ashley exclaimed, interrupting her mother’s explanation, when she spotted her brunette mother walking in looking rather frazzled.
Lindsay sighed in relief when she saw her lover and daughter. “I’m sorry I’m late, but that idiot just wouldn’t stop running, and then caused two car accidents, plus shoving Kayla and a bunch of people into a swimming pool…” She rambled, quickly sauntering over to the reporter’s side and plopping down in the chair next to her.
“Mommy, yous lade.” Ashley pointed an accusing finger, causing everyone to laugh at her indignation.
The brunette reached for her and set her in her lap. “I know, I know. I’m sorry.” She smiled at the frowning child. “But you took care of your mama, right?”
The girl nodded and grinned proudly. “And da baby!” Cindy chuckled at the chorus of ‘awwws’.
Lindsay didn’t seem to notice and leaned over to kiss her lover. “You’re not mad, right?” She asked quietly, kissing the redhead again.
“No. I’m sure Jill passed on the good news of my non-existent ‘violent verbal diatribes’ today, as she so lovingly puts it…”
The inspector smiled and kissed her once more, deepening the contact and lacing her free hand with her lover’s.
Cindy smiled as she pulled back. “And what was that for?”
“I love you.” Lindsay replied earnestly, pecking the redhead’s lips again and then sitting back in her chair.
“Hmmm… I love you too. But you taste like chlorine.” She grinned and sat back as well.
The brunette rolled her eyes for good measure, but chose not to respond. She then noticed all the people staring at them. “What?”
“Babies…” Ashley supplied with a grin and wrapped her small arms around her mother, causing a few more amused chuckles and another round of swooning.
“Your daughter has been charming everyone with her brown eyes and wide smiles…” Cindy offered. She then looked to her left. “And I’m sure you have the answer to your question…”
Lindsay raised a questioning eyebrow; she was lost.
Jules laughed. “Yes, sure. And may I just say the girl looks just like her mother. And you are hot together.”
“Oh my God! Jules!!” The brunette next to her screeched in embarrassment.
“What?! I’m just stating a fact; nothing wrong with that…” The woman defended, throwing a friendly wink to Cindy, who snorted in amusement.
While the two women bickered, the inspector blinked in confusion “I’m not sure I want to know the topic of conversation before I got here…”
******
“Ms. Thomas?” The nurse called five minutes later. Cindy looked up from her magazine. “The doctor is ready for you. So if you’ll follow me…”
The two women and Ashley (who waved and smiled at everyone in the waiting room from her mother’s arms) followed the nurse down a corridor and into a room.
“Doctor Anderson should be here shortly…” The nurse said, exiting the room when she received two nods.
Lindsay sat down on a stool, holding her daughter on her lap, the girl looking curiously around.
Two minutes later, the doctor walked in scanning the chart in her hands. “Well, Ms. Thomas, how are you this fine day?” She looked up, grinning at the redhead.
Doctor Lisa Anderson was a tall dark haired woman, quick witted and all around friendly with her patients, but she did have her favourites. One of them being Cindy Thomas and her…
“Inspector Boxer, how are you?” The doctor greeted, receiving two amused grins in return. “And, my, my, you must be little Ashley…” She smiled at the brunette child, tapping her small nose.
The girl giggled and grabbed the woman’s retreating finger. The doctor laughed at the child’s antics.
“She’s grown a lot hasn’t she?” The dark haired woman glanced at Lindsay, who looked fondly at her daughter.
“Too fast if you ask me.” The inspector replied with a sigh.
“And she’s been causing trouble and charming everyone who lays eyes on her…” Cindy stated from her perch on the exam table.
“Just like her mother, I’m sure.” The doctor offered with a wink, causing the reporter to chuckle at her lover’s wide smirk. “Anyways, let’s have a look at that baby, shall we?”
The redhead laid back, Lindsay getting up and moving to her side, setting their daughter next to her mother. “We’ve actually changed our minds about knowing the baby’s gender.” The inspector said. “Ashley here insists on knowing whether she’ll have a little sister or a little brother.”
The dark haired woman stopped fiddling with the equipment to look over at the grinning child. “Is that so? I bet you used those big brown eyes and killer smile to persuade your mothers, hmm?”
The little girl was running a hand over her mother’s bare stomach, giggling when she felt another flutter under her hand.
“And she’s been absolutely fascinated, now that the baby has started kicking.” Cindy commented with an amused roll of her eyes.
“I can see that.” The doctor chuckled, pulling on some latex gloves. “How long has the baby been kicking? Anything out of the ordinary, or just the normal cravings and mood swings?”
Lindsay snorted. “About a month, just shortly after her last appointment. And yes, to both cravings and mood swings… Especially the mood swings…” She added the last bit in a whisper.
The doctor chuckled, Cindy slapping her lover on the arm.
“Mama ead waffles… Loads…” Ashley supplied with a grin and arms spread wide.
“It’s not just your mama that eats all those waffles.” The brunette ruffled the girl’s short hair. “I’ve seen you eat them too…”
The girl giggled. “I wike waffles. Mama pud banilla ice…”
The women all chuckled, the doctor spreading some gel over Cindy’s midsection and grabbing the sonogram.
“So, lets have a look at your baby…” She placed the device on the reporter’s belly and focused on the screen. Soon enough, the sound of a fast heartbeat filled the room, Ashley’s eyes widening as she looked at the monitor as well.
“Healthy little baby…” The doctor commented. “Strong heartbeat, little hand over here…” She pointed at the screen and then smiled, turning to the two year old child. “Come here…” She froze the image before hoisting the girl onto her lap. “So what do you think, Ashley? Little brother or little sister?”
The small brunette looked on in awe at the frozen picture, before scrunching up her brow in concentration. She couldn’t really tell anything apart in the image, but threw out a guess anyway. “Humm, widdle sis…?”
Lisa smiled and looked over at the two mothers. “Little sister indeed.”
“Really?” Lindsay asked, tone filled with wonder. “It’s a little girl? Wow…”
Cindy looked up at her lover, seeing the number of emotions flitting over her features. She laced their hands together and smiled at the taller woman.
The inspector looked down. “A little girl…” She smiled a happy, wide grin and leaned down, kissing the reporter softly. “There’s gonna be two of you…” She whispered as she pulled back to look her lover in the eyes.
The redhead laughed and pulled the other woman back down into another kiss.
The doctor remained quiet, giving the two women their moment, and looked at the child on her lap. “So, you’re going to be a big sister soon…”
Ashley looked up at her and grinned widely.
Author: storm_8
Fandom: Women's Murder Club
Pairings: Lindsay/Cindy
Raiting: PG-13, for some cursing
Spoilers: None for the show.
Disclaimers: Ha! Obviously I don't own any of these characters except the original one's.
A/N: Unbeated, so all mistakes are mine.
So, I'm back with more goodies... Here's how it's going to be: starting today, I'll post a fic a day until the 13th (WMC day, yay!) and then one more the day after, making up a total of four! (Aren't you just happy? ;) )
The tittle is pretty self-explanatory...
Not wanting to spoil the surprises, I'll say there will be fluffiness, fluff with a teeny-tiny bit of angst, a whole lot of angst, and then more fluffy stuff. That is all...
Enjoy! And remember comments are love!! And bribery for the muse...
Cindy had been leafing through a magazine when she felt a small hand land on her distended belly. She glanced down and watched an impossibly big smile grow on her barely two year old daughter’s face when there was an answering flutter under her hand.
“Mama, you feel?” The little girl asked, brown eyes alight with wonder.
The reporter chuckled, running a hand through her daughter’s hair. “Yes, Ash, I felt that too.”
The brunette grinned and moved her hand to a different position, receiving another answering flutter. She giggled in delight.
Cindy shook her head in amusement. Ever since the baby had started kicking, Ashley couldn’t sit still for a full five minutes before her tiny hands were back on her mother’s belly. She would draw random patterns and tap her fingers until she got a response from her soon to be younger sibling.
And then she had demanded to know whether it was going to be a little sister or a little brother, pouting and whining when her mothers had told her they wanted it to be a surprise. So she made more demands and pouted and cried some more until the two women relented and it was agreed they would ask Cindy’s doctor on her next appointment.
An appointment, one Inspector Boxer was running late to.
******
Half an hour before…
Lindsay, Kayla and four other police officers walked towards the coffee stand by the park’s entrance, eyes fixed on their suspect and hands resting on their weapons.
“Rodney Parsons?” The brunette asked, stopping just a few feet from the man getting his coffee. He swiveled around, eyes widening at the six officers closing in on him. “You’re coming with us. We’d like to have a little chat about Casey Taylor… Know her?” Lindsay smirked and raised a questioning eyebrow.
A smirk that was soon replaced by a scowl, when the man threw his hot coffee at the two officers nearest to him and ran off, knocking down an elderly woman as he went.
“Mitchell!” Kayla barked, as her partner ran off in pursuit of their suspect “You stay here! Make sure the woman is alright. Montoya, after him!” The woman didn’t even need the prompting, having already sprinted after Lindsay.
Receiving a hasty nod from officer Mitchell and a ‘Go, we’re okay!’ from the other two officers covered in the hot coffee, she ran off as well.
“Rodney!! Stop!!” Lindsay yelled, weaving in and out of the crowd, trying not to lose sight of the suspect.
“Police! Out of the way!!” She heard officer Montoya yell a few steps behind her.
They both let out a curse when the man made a hard turn onto the street and ran against the oncoming traffic. There was a lot of screeching tires, as several cars swivelled in order to avoid the suspect, and at least two crashes.
Kayla caught up to them just as officer Montoya slid over the hood of a car and raced to one of the crashed vehicles, yanking the driver’s door open. She then turned to Lindsay, who’d stopped as well, frustration evident in her posture, as she debated whether to stay and help or keep chasing after their still fleeing suspect. “Go! I’ve got this!” She yelled, helping a woman out of her car.
The inspector turned on her heel, Kayla running past her muttering all kinds of obscenities under her breath.
People jumped out of their way and they managed to catch up to their suspect again. The man noticed this and made a last desperate attempt at escape, bursting through the doors of a hotel and heading for the pool area.
The two women quickly followed. “Rodney! Stop!!” Lindsay yelled again as the man disappeared into the rather large crowd surrounding the swimming pool.
“God damn it! Where’d he go?” Kayla stopped next to her partner, craning her neck to look into the throng of people.
The brunette growled. “Okay people, out of the way!” She shouldered her way into the crowd, motioning for her partner that she would go left and that the other woman should go right.
They moved cautiously, senses on high alert.
Before three full minutes had passed, Lindsay was already starting to lose her patience. She glanced worriedly at her watch, noting with some alarm that Cindy’s appointment was scheduled in twenty minutes.
The brunette looked frantically around. “Son of bitch is gonna make me late…”
And then she spotted him following her partner.
“Kayla!! Behind you!!” The taller woman yelled, just as the man lunged forward knocking into another man, sending him careening into a waitress, who dropped her tray and sent her and five other people, including the other inspector, into the swimming pool.
Lindsay had just about had enough of this chase. She pushed forward, getting some yelled complaints from unhappy patrons, and cut across the small bridge built over the pool.
Rodney Parsons barely had time to straighten himself up, before he was being tackled into the pool by an enraged brunette inspector. He came back up, sputtering water, only to have one of his arms grabbed by Kayla.
He swivelled around, right fist connecting with the woman’s jaw, forcing her to let him go. He then tried doing the same to Lindsay, but the brunette dodged the flying fist and retaliated with a punch of her own, sending Rodney back into the water. She dove right after him and less than thirty seconds later came back up, with the suspect in cuffs.
Kayla, holding a hand to her bleeding mouth, raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Ya know, I didn’t fully believe Jacobi when he said you’d once handcuffed a suspect under water… I sure believe him now.”
The inspector growled, shoving the suspect out of the pool and then turned to grin at the other woman, who laughed and followed her out.
******
Lindsay wrapped the blanket tighter around herself; it was too damn cold to be outside in wet clothes. She glanced at her watch impatiently. “Come on, Jill. Where are you? I’m freezing here and Cindy is gonna kill me for being late…” She mumbled under her breath, glaring at the EMT who gave her an odd look “What?!”
“I hear you cuffed the suspect under water?” Jacobi asked merrily, giving her a friendly slap on the back.
“I can confirm that.” Kayla added, sitting down next to her partner on the back of the ambulance, wrapping the EMT’s offered blanket around her shoulders.
The brunette glared at her ex-partner-recently-promoted-to-cheeky-lieutenant and then turned to the other woman. “You okay?”
“Urgh, I’ll be fine.” She mumbled, wincing when the movement stretched her abused lip. “I foresee an abrupt decrease in kissing in my very near future…”
Both Lindsay and Jacobi chuckled. “Speaking of kissing, shouldn’t you be at Cindy’s doctor appointment?” The man inquired.
“I would, if it wasn’t for that stupid son of a bitch who decided it’d be a good idea to throw my partner into a swimming pool, forcing me to tackle him into said swimming pool. I smell like bleach…” The woman replied snarkily, throwing a dirty look at the man sitting in a police cruiser. “Cindy’s gonna be mad at me, what with the mood swings she has…”
Kayla gave her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.
“No, she won’t.” Jill stated, appearing beside Jacobi. “Officer Montoya was looking for you…” she told him and he excused himself with a ‘Good job, ladies’ thrown over his shoulder.
“Here you go. And your car is just over there…” She pointed with her thumb over her shoulder and handed a duffel bag to her soaked friend. Lindsay took it gratefully, climbing into the back of the ambulance to change. “I also called Cindy on my way here. Told her what happened.”
The taller woman poked her head around the ambulance doors. “How mad is she? Nowadays I can never tell if something I do or say, will land me on the couch or not…”
Kayla chuckled; Jill just grinned. “Don’t worry. She is in a good mood today. It seems your daughter has captivated the hearts of several other expecting mothers, who now want their children to be as happily cute as her.”
Lindsay grinned like a total fool and disappeared back inside the ambulance to finish changing. The other two women laughed.
******
Cindy watched with increasing amusement as Ashley grinned up at the woman sitting in front of her and politely requested if she could feel her baby kick. The woman was all smiles, just like the other seven people in the waiting room, and motioned the child closer.
The girl’s eyes widened comically when she felt the rather strong kick against her small hand.
“He’s quite strong isn’t he?” The woman asked with a loving smile. The little girl nodded and then skipped to her mother’s side.
“How far along are you?” Cindy asked, as her daughter climbed back onto her lap.
The woman blew a strand of hair out of her face. “Oh, he’s just about to come out into the world. Doctor says she gives it two weeks, three tops.”
“Not your first child, is it? You seem far too relaxed…” Another woman joked.
The woman and her husband laughed. “No, not our first. There’s two boys waiting at my parents’ house for news on their little brother…” The man replied.
“Mama, I wand widdle bwother.” Ashley said, poking her mother on the arm.
All the women swooned at the child’s scrunched up nose.
Cindy smiled down at the girl “We’ll find out soon…”
“You don’t know yet? You must be six months along…” A woman to her right inquired.
“Almost six. And we wanted it to be a surprise, but this one demanded, in no uncertain terms, to know if she was getting a little brother or sister.”
Ashley grinned widely, and all around there was more swooning and loving smiles. Cindy wished her lover were there, so she could see it all first hand. She was 150% sure that Lindsay would be smirking proudly to herself, her ego growing two sizes every few minutes.
“I don’t want to be rude…” A woman to her left started, leaning forward in her seat. “But she’s not your child, is she? I mean, biologically, because… well, you don’t seem to share any physical… similarities…” She finished, grinning sheepishly and rubbing the back of her neck.
The brunette sitting next to her rolled her eyes. “Really, Jules? That is rude…”
“What? I was just curious…” The first woman defended.
Had it been any other day, Cindy would have agreed with the brunette and probably snapped back in an irritated fashion, but she had been in a very forgiving mood all day. “No, no. It’s okay. I get asked that more often than not… She’s my-”
“Mommy!” Ashley exclaimed, interrupting her mother’s explanation, when she spotted her brunette mother walking in looking rather frazzled.
Lindsay sighed in relief when she saw her lover and daughter. “I’m sorry I’m late, but that idiot just wouldn’t stop running, and then caused two car accidents, plus shoving Kayla and a bunch of people into a swimming pool…” She rambled, quickly sauntering over to the reporter’s side and plopping down in the chair next to her.
“Mommy, yous lade.” Ashley pointed an accusing finger, causing everyone to laugh at her indignation.
The brunette reached for her and set her in her lap. “I know, I know. I’m sorry.” She smiled at the frowning child. “But you took care of your mama, right?”
The girl nodded and grinned proudly. “And da baby!” Cindy chuckled at the chorus of ‘awwws’.
Lindsay didn’t seem to notice and leaned over to kiss her lover. “You’re not mad, right?” She asked quietly, kissing the redhead again.
“No. I’m sure Jill passed on the good news of my non-existent ‘violent verbal diatribes’ today, as she so lovingly puts it…”
The inspector smiled and kissed her once more, deepening the contact and lacing her free hand with her lover’s.
Cindy smiled as she pulled back. “And what was that for?”
“I love you.” Lindsay replied earnestly, pecking the redhead’s lips again and then sitting back in her chair.
“Hmmm… I love you too. But you taste like chlorine.” She grinned and sat back as well.
The brunette rolled her eyes for good measure, but chose not to respond. She then noticed all the people staring at them. “What?”
“Babies…” Ashley supplied with a grin and wrapped her small arms around her mother, causing a few more amused chuckles and another round of swooning.
“Your daughter has been charming everyone with her brown eyes and wide smiles…” Cindy offered. She then looked to her left. “And I’m sure you have the answer to your question…”
Lindsay raised a questioning eyebrow; she was lost.
Jules laughed. “Yes, sure. And may I just say the girl looks just like her mother. And you are hot together.”
“Oh my God! Jules!!” The brunette next to her screeched in embarrassment.
“What?! I’m just stating a fact; nothing wrong with that…” The woman defended, throwing a friendly wink to Cindy, who snorted in amusement.
While the two women bickered, the inspector blinked in confusion “I’m not sure I want to know the topic of conversation before I got here…”
******
“Ms. Thomas?” The nurse called five minutes later. Cindy looked up from her magazine. “The doctor is ready for you. So if you’ll follow me…”
The two women and Ashley (who waved and smiled at everyone in the waiting room from her mother’s arms) followed the nurse down a corridor and into a room.
“Doctor Anderson should be here shortly…” The nurse said, exiting the room when she received two nods.
Lindsay sat down on a stool, holding her daughter on her lap, the girl looking curiously around.
Two minutes later, the doctor walked in scanning the chart in her hands. “Well, Ms. Thomas, how are you this fine day?” She looked up, grinning at the redhead.
Doctor Lisa Anderson was a tall dark haired woman, quick witted and all around friendly with her patients, but she did have her favourites. One of them being Cindy Thomas and her…
“Inspector Boxer, how are you?” The doctor greeted, receiving two amused grins in return. “And, my, my, you must be little Ashley…” She smiled at the brunette child, tapping her small nose.
The girl giggled and grabbed the woman’s retreating finger. The doctor laughed at the child’s antics.
“She’s grown a lot hasn’t she?” The dark haired woman glanced at Lindsay, who looked fondly at her daughter.
“Too fast if you ask me.” The inspector replied with a sigh.
“And she’s been causing trouble and charming everyone who lays eyes on her…” Cindy stated from her perch on the exam table.
“Just like her mother, I’m sure.” The doctor offered with a wink, causing the reporter to chuckle at her lover’s wide smirk. “Anyways, let’s have a look at that baby, shall we?”
The redhead laid back, Lindsay getting up and moving to her side, setting their daughter next to her mother. “We’ve actually changed our minds about knowing the baby’s gender.” The inspector said. “Ashley here insists on knowing whether she’ll have a little sister or a little brother.”
The dark haired woman stopped fiddling with the equipment to look over at the grinning child. “Is that so? I bet you used those big brown eyes and killer smile to persuade your mothers, hmm?”
The little girl was running a hand over her mother’s bare stomach, giggling when she felt another flutter under her hand.
“And she’s been absolutely fascinated, now that the baby has started kicking.” Cindy commented with an amused roll of her eyes.
“I can see that.” The doctor chuckled, pulling on some latex gloves. “How long has the baby been kicking? Anything out of the ordinary, or just the normal cravings and mood swings?”
Lindsay snorted. “About a month, just shortly after her last appointment. And yes, to both cravings and mood swings… Especially the mood swings…” She added the last bit in a whisper.
The doctor chuckled, Cindy slapping her lover on the arm.
“Mama ead waffles… Loads…” Ashley supplied with a grin and arms spread wide.
“It’s not just your mama that eats all those waffles.” The brunette ruffled the girl’s short hair. “I’ve seen you eat them too…”
The girl giggled. “I wike waffles. Mama pud banilla ice…”
The women all chuckled, the doctor spreading some gel over Cindy’s midsection and grabbing the sonogram.
“So, lets have a look at your baby…” She placed the device on the reporter’s belly and focused on the screen. Soon enough, the sound of a fast heartbeat filled the room, Ashley’s eyes widening as she looked at the monitor as well.
“Healthy little baby…” The doctor commented. “Strong heartbeat, little hand over here…” She pointed at the screen and then smiled, turning to the two year old child. “Come here…” She froze the image before hoisting the girl onto her lap. “So what do you think, Ashley? Little brother or little sister?”
The small brunette looked on in awe at the frozen picture, before scrunching up her brow in concentration. She couldn’t really tell anything apart in the image, but threw out a guess anyway. “Humm, widdle sis…?”
Lisa smiled and looked over at the two mothers. “Little sister indeed.”
“Really?” Lindsay asked, tone filled with wonder. “It’s a little girl? Wow…”
Cindy looked up at her lover, seeing the number of emotions flitting over her features. She laced their hands together and smiled at the taller woman.
The inspector looked down. “A little girl…” She smiled a happy, wide grin and leaned down, kissing the reporter softly. “There’s gonna be two of you…” She whispered as she pulled back to look her lover in the eyes.
The redhead laughed and pulled the other woman back down into another kiss.
The doctor remained quiet, giving the two women their moment, and looked at the child on her lap. “So, you’re going to be a big sister soon…”
Ashley looked up at her and grinned widely.