Love That Transcends Time ch.5

It turned out her reluctance to go out and fight was the right choice. Three weeks after she chopped off all of her hair and got sick she wasn't doing great. She had cramps like it was that time of the month but it wasn't and she would get sick a lot. She left the house for the first time to go to the corner store and bought a pregnancy test, in fact she bought a couple just to be sure. After she put Jack-Jack down for his nap she did one of the tests.

It said positive.

Just to be sure she waited until the next morning before she did the second one, the box had said it was better to do it in the morning anyway.

That one was positive too. So, that night she sat her parents down after Jack-Jack had gone to bed and Dash was watching TV.

"Mom, Dad, I'm Pregnant," Violet said with a sigh. She sat in an arm chair facing her parents on the couch, if she wasn't so depressed it would probably be funny because of how incredibly awkward the set up was.

" Oh, God." Helen gasped putting an hand over her mouth, she had suspicions after all she knew Violet and Wilbur had been involved and Violet was sick a lot lately.

" You're pregnant?" Bob repeated, stunned. He didn't even know his baby was active like that, he had trusted her judgment and let her spend all the time she wanted alone with Wilbur.

" I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but if it makes you feel any better I can barely keep down water and I have cramps so bad I want to crawl into a corner and die," she told them forcefully. She still wasn't anywhere near being back to her old self but there were a few glimmers of the old Violet.

"I'm going to kill that Wilbur kid if I ever see him again," Bob threatened, clenching his fist in anger. He knew the odds were slim since Helen filled him in on the time traveler bit but it made him feel better to say it.

"Well Vi, you're 18. You know what this means so what are you going to do?" Helen asked trying to stay calm and doing a far better job than Bob was.

"Well, I know it will be tough but I was thinking of keeping it. Because in high school they were talking about in health class how pregnancy can often lead to an infant." She shrugged, she couldn't say it out loud but the little life growing inside of her was one of the only things she had left of Wilbur. That and his sweater.

So Violet had her room rearranged, she moved in the baby things that Jack-Jack had outgrown but their parents hadn't gotten rid of like crib and changing table into her room. She went to the doctor regularly and continued working at Java, the hut. They were glad to have her back after her few weeks of calling in sick. The entire staff of course knew a bit about what happened between her and Wilbur and were excited to hear about the baby and loved her short hair. Violet steadily grew bigger and it seemed she returned to normal. She smiled, laughed and talked just like she used to.

At least, she did when she was with other people. When she was alone she would look out the window and remember the best days of her life, or when she was feeling extra masochistic she'd day dream about what this whole experience would be like if Wilbur was there. He'd be scared, but happy she imagined. They'd spend hours watching parenting movies, reading name books and checking out prenatal classes. Sometime she was even able to almost convince herself that her day dreams were real, then she'd remember something small and her dream world would fade away.

For 37 weeks Violet went about her daily life, she worked, did part time classes at the local college to get herself a business degree. Then, on May 6th 2010, after three hours of contractions and another three hours of labour a tiny little baby opened her eyes to the world for the first time.

Swaddled in pink and sleeping soundly in Violet's arms, surrounded by her family she was given the name Summer Wilhelmina Parr.

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Meanwhile, in another time Wilbur sat in a café talking to Viola. She chattered on about herself, she was 16 had two older siblings a sister and a brother. Her sister was several years older than her because her mom had had her really young so she was turning 30 soon and her brother was 21.

"So my class is doing this thing where you have to bring in a mentor for a couple weeks, I was wondering if you could be my mentor?" Viola asked as she finished her drink.

"Why don't you ask your siblings?" He asked, he had only just met her though it seemed as though they knew each other for a while.

Viola shook her head. "You can't," she explained batting her mug back and forth like a hockey puck. "You can't be related to them."<p.
"Well, what am I supposed to do as your mentor?"<p.
"You have to listen, advise, support, encourage, constructively criticize and guide me," she said almost as though she were reciting a boring lesson. "Basically I think you have to be the person I can go to when I can't go to my parents. So can you? I've looked around the local universities but no one really caught my eye as someone I want to be my mentor. And I already know you're a good listener."

"Alright, I'll be your mentor," he told her with a smile. It felt as though he hadn't smiled in so long, maybe he needed to be around this girl. For the first time in the six years since he lost Violet he felt like his old carefree self. Maybe it was time to move on, he was a bit too old for this girl, she seemed more like a little sister than a potential girlfriend but it seemed as though he was finally moving in the right direction.

"Great!" She cried clapping her hands together. "So I've got to go home for dinner and tell my parents I've found my mentor but if you're not doing anything tomorrow we should get together. I need help deciding what courses I'd like to take next year and my parents are trying to push me into different things. Oh, and you can come for dinner at our place. It's Wednesday and that's ethnic night, Mom likes to try cooking food from different nationalities. I think tomorrow is either French or Italian. Be thankful it was Mexican, she makes it way too spicy," she said with a laugh as she gathered her bag and their empty mugs. "So I'll meet you here tomorrow okay? About 4 o'clock?" Wilbur nodded agreement and Viola headed out. <p>