For Better Or For Worse (rewrite/ Continuation)

Chapter 22

Two days later,

Michael and Tracee arrived at the resort in South Africa several hours ago and didn't do much after checking in at the resort, they loved the view and admired it a for a while before they found the bedroom to catch up on some sleep

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"I don't think I ever want to leave this place, it's so beautiful" Tracee sighed happily while watching the view from their sleeping area over the private pool area

"Well for two months it's ours" Michael smiled wrapping his arms around her

"Do you think I'll leave here still being pregnant?" Tracee asked holding her stomach

"Otherwise we'll keep trying" Michael promised her

"I just want to know how far we are this time" Tracee sighed

"She'd call us as soon as she knows the results" Michael replied

--- meanwhile in Manhattan,

Gail who parked her car at the parking lot near the law firm she works and made sure she locked her car was shoved a microphone into her face the second she stepped away from her car

Do you know where your sister is right now?

Is she truly expecting?

What will this potential baby mean for her career?

Was asked by several reporters

"Ok first off all, y'all are invading my personal space without my permission, secondly y'all know I don't talk about my family in the media, thirdly I'm a lawyer so it's pretty easy to sue y'all for being in my way and keeping me from important cases that actually do need my attention, so move" Gail replied pushing her way through to get to the office

"In other words you don't know where your sister is or if she's really pregnant" one of the reporters mentioned

"I said I don't talk about my family in the media" Gail repeated and continued her way to the building

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At the end of the day Gail made her way home, finding paparazzi vans in the streets around the penthouse, hoping to catch a glance of Michael and Tracee who they (the paparazzi) assumed were inside the penthouse hiding from the world

"Fucking morons" Gail mumbled shaking her head and drove to Romeo's place to spend the night there

--- meanwhile in South Africa,

6 am, local time

While Tracee was asleep Michael enjoyed the sunrise at their balcony, overlooking the pool and the South African Savannah in the background, the phone ringing ruined Tracee's dream of the future and Michaels peaceful moment

"Make it stop" Tracee complained

"Yes, what is it?" Michael answered the phone, not bothering to check the callers ID

"Dr Williams with the results of the blood work" Dr Williams replied

"Oh, hi, good afternoon or night, morning?" Michael asked

"Afternoon here, is Tracee there?" Dr Williams answered

"Of course" Michael replied and handed the phone to Tracee "Its Dr Williams with the results of the blood work" he told her

"You listen then tell me" Tracee told him

"Girl it's your bloodwork they tested not mine" Michael reminded her

"So? I'm too damn nervous so you listen to the results then tell me" Tracee mentioned

"You think you're the only nervous one?" Michael answered

"Its my blood and my body so yes I've the right to be nervous about whether I'm truly pregnant and how far since my body failed me two times already when it was pregnant" Tracee stressed

"You could just put me on speaker?" Dr Williams suggested hearing their conversation

"Fuck you didn't put the phone on hold?" Tracee asked raising her brow

"I was handing you the phone" Michael reminded her

"Fine" Tracee sighed and put the phone on speaker "Ok we're ready I think" she mentioned

"Alright, well as expected your bloodwork does indeed confirm you're pregnant, as far as how far it's eleven almost twelve weeks, that means Christmas eve or Christmas morning you got pregnant" Dr Williams explained

"Eleven weeks? That's not possible, I've never-" Tracee cried, not believing she got further than her first pregnancy that was just under ten weeks or her second one of nearly eight weeks

"I know, but don't get too excited yet, it's still very early and you need more tests and everything to check the babies health and of course yours, the twelve week check up, the proper pregnancy vitamins, a stress free env-" Dr Williams continued

"I'm sure they have doctors here in South Africa too" Tracee interuppted her

"But they don't know your medical history" Dr Williams told her

"I'm sure there's women everywhere with difficult pregnancies" Tracee answered

"Ok but as soon as you're back in the US-" Dr Williams answered

"I'll stop by at your clinic" Tracee promised interrupting her

"That won't be until May tho" Michael added

"But make sure you'll find a qualified doctor over there" Dr Williams told them

"We will" Tracee answered before she hung up the phone and kissed her husband

"I'll call the reception if they know a doctor" Michael mentioned

"No, I mean....our other two pregnancies we involved medical people but look how that ended up? Both pregnancies ended too early and I don't want this one to be like those two this time I want a no medical people pregnancy" Tracee told her husband

"Well I get your point but-" Michael replied

"No no buts, as long as I'm feeling ok there's no medical people getting involved, only when I'm going into labor or when I'm too sick to the point of needing medical attention" Tracee explained

"Ok but promise me you'll tell me when you're not ok" Michael made her promise

"Of course I'll let you know" Tracee promised

"Ok, well what do you want to do today?" Michael asked changing the subject

"Could you just hold me?" Tracee asked

"Of course" Michael answered wrapping his arm around her while they layed down, resting his hand on her stomach

"Does it feel any different yet?" Tracee asked placing her hand over the one on her stomach

"Not yet, do you feel any different yet?" Michael asked

"I've less energy than normal lately and no food or drinks I can't stand or crave yet" Tracee replied

"I'll be more than happy to get you your food at the middle of the night when the cravings begin" Michael told her

"And I can't wait till babies first kick" Tracee mentioned