Title: Red Light Timeframe: Early December 2015 Characters: Josh, Donna, and Leo Lyman AN: I’ve never been pregnant with twins, but from what I remember from when my mom was pregnant with my brothers, it’s pretty bad. “Is Mom going to be okay?” Leo asked as his father tucked him into bed. Josh and Donna had just returned from a DNC fundraiser, but only Josh was putting their son to bed. Leo understood why, but was still concerned about his mother who had returned in tears. Josh kissed the 5-year-old’s forehead. “Yeah,” he assured his son. “She’s just really tired. The twins in her belly are getting really big.” “They are going to come soon, right?” “Yeah, about another month.” Donna’s due date was another two months away, but it was unlikely she’d make it to 40 weeks with twins. Her doctor told them that 38 weeks was much more reasonable, putting - if everything went according to Josh’s plan - the twins here on January 7th. “That long?” Leo sounded disappointed. “Yeah, I know, we just want to make sure they are big and healthy.” “Mom’s already as big as Jabba the Hutt! How much bigger do they need to be?” Josh tried to suppress his laughs by pinching the bride of his nose, but failed. “Don’t ever tell her that, okay?” “Okay, Daddy,” Leo’s tone was way too mischievous for Josh’s liking. Josh placed a stuffed Chewbacca beside Leo. “Sleep,” he commanded, before getting up and turning out the light. “I love you, Leo Lyman.” “Love you too, Daddy Lyman!” Josh chuckled, then slowly made his way down the hallway, pulling off his bowtie. He reached the master bedroom. “Did you make it, Donna?” he called as he shrugged off his suit jacket. The only response from the master bathroom was sobbing. The insomnia was starting to take its toll. “No? Do I have a puddle to clean up?” he was now unbuttoning his shirt. “Because I ran that red light so that I wouldn’t have to clean up any messes. We might have well have just gotten Leo a dog if I have to put puppy pads everywhere for you.” There was only more crying. “Donna, that one was funny,” he said, making his way to her. He leaned against the bathroom doorframe and sighed at the sight. Donna was on the toilet, but she had discarded her dress and bra. She was heaving in sobs and sweating. With stretch marks everywhere, it was not a pretty sight. “You’re beautiful, you know that?” “You ran a red light!” she bawled; eyes red; hair a mess. “No one else was at the intersection,” Josh sighed as he picked up the dress, which definitely had a blotch of urine on it and placed it by the hamper. “You kept screaming at me that you were going to pee yourself.” “No!” she said as she began to flail her arms. “I was going to have an accident and you didn’t stop for red lights.” Donna, to the best of her ability, slumped and began to sob again. “That’s my line.” Josh got it. He understood the reference. But his wife was 34 weeks pregnant with twins; annoying her was much more fun than sex at this point. He stood in from of her, got her to put her head on his stomach and began rubbing her back. “We are okay. There was no one coming. There’s no camera at that intersection anyways. You can stop crying.” “Stop being you for just five seconds!” she railed, pushing him away. “I’m crying because I’m huge, I can’t control my bladder, I hurt, and I’m so tired, and you go and enact our vows and don’t even know it.” Josh bent over and embraced her. “I know what I did.” He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear. “I wouldn’t stop for a beer; you wouldn’t stop for red lights; I wouldn’t stop for oceans.” She only cried harder. She hadn’t cried this hard since they had watched The Lion King with Leo last week. “I paid the babysitter, she’s gone, and Leo is in bed. You want to have a bath with me?” Donna sniffled and nodded. As Josh undressed, she wiped her eyes with toilet paper. “I’m going to get you back for the puppy pad comment.” He nodded, now completely nude. He began to run the bath. “It is a good idea though.” She rolled her eyes as he helped her up. He sat down in the water and she sat between his legs. She leaned back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her middle and turned the water off with his foot. “This is going to sound kinky, but what do you want to try in bed tonight?” Donna wasn’t getting sleep because she couldn’t breath in most sleeping positions, let alone get comfortable. Josh wasn’t sleeping because Donna wasn’t. “I could honestly fall asleep here,” she said with a yawn. “Okay,” he said, guiding her head to fall on his shoulder. “But the water will get cold.” “Pretty sure your bladder will wake you up before then. But if it gets you two hours of sleep, it will be worth it.” Josh shifted his wife so most of her body was under the water. Her eyes were already closed and she softly moaned in pleasure. He held her as she slept, for 90 minutes anyways.