Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with BSG or Syfy.
Third installment to my previous A/U stories: Sine Qua Non and One Week
I feel it's important to note that this story takes place on Earth in a fictional Russia in the 20th century. Some of the references are accurate but the premise is totally made up.
"Well this is a first," Laura noted sitting down at the table. "You two beat us."
"Fritz usually beats us," Bill reminded pushing in his wife's chair and taking a seat. "Brenda generally stands us up."
"Haha," Brenda said dryly.
"Sorry we're late. I was helping Zak train for his meet and we got home later than I thought. Bill was caught up with Kara's science project. And then Lee decided to throw a fit because he wanted to go to a movie with this girl," Laura recapped looking around the table. "Where's the wine?"
"We're drinking water."
"Water?" Laura repeated curiously and getting the waitress's attention. "Can we have a bottle of chardonnay?"
"You don't have to do that," Brenda insisted motioning the young woman away. "I'm supporting Fritzie and staying away from alcohol."
"Brenda..." Fritz groaned.
"What's going on?" Laura asked looking from Fritz to Brenda. "What is it?"
Leaning back in her chair and taking a deep breath Brenda shook her head. "I'm sorry Laura. I'm pregnant."
"So," Laura began wrapping her arms around her husband's neck as he sat on the edge of the bed taking off his boots. "I was thinking..."
Laura trailed from the conversation and planted gentle kisses along Bill's neck before lightly biting his earlobe.
"We should have a baby."
Bill's ease and comfort at his wife's seductive tactics quickly vanished at her words.
"Laura," he replied his voice full of regret. "You can't have a baby."
His harsh reminder stung as he clearly made the distinction that she - not he - could not have babies. Thankfully she felt too good to feel pain. Several martinis and glasses of wine later, Laura felt unstoppable.
"That was years ago. Things change. Addie talks all the time about -" Laura protested resting her chin squarely in the crown of his neck.
"You are drunk."
"I had a couple drinks."
"More like a couple bottles worth of drinks," Bill corrected. "I know it's hard. Brenda having a baby isn't what you expected but it doesn't change things for us. Five unsuccessful attempts - the last almost killed you. We're not doing it again. You don't want-" Bill said touching her arms and turning his head in her direction. "The loss would be worse than before because you'd still have to watch Brenda with her baby. You don't want that pain."
Laura's high disappeared and she was suddenly reacquainted with a crushing reality. She silently nodded in agreement as she bit her lower lip to hold back tears. Unsuccessful she quickly brushed away the drop that slide down her cheek. The painful reminder stinging her heart.
"We have the boys and Kara. They love you so much. And I love you so much. We'll get through this and it will be okay."