Jailbird

~Part 2: Chapter 13~

"There he is! Look at that big healthy baby boy and he is head down, so he could come whenever he's ready, mom. How you feeling about that?" Dr. Franklin asked me, while shifting the transducer around.

I cringed from the foreign object being shoved up my crotch, but it would be worth it to get the picture of our baby's face and send it to Zedlin as a peace offering.

Maybe then he'd call me... although now I'm the one to blame for him avoiding me this time.

I noticed Dr. Franklin staring at me and I remembered he asked me a question.

"Sorry! I am, uh, nervous about the birthing process, but I have a wonderful support system and I'm hoping it will be enough to get me through," I said through clenched teeth as he slowly pulled the transducer out of me.

Dr. Franklin smiled, "Nervousness is common, but a support system will definitely help get you through. Now, I'll have the nurse get those pictures for you. Enjoy the rest of your weekend, Sienna!"

He removed his gloves and shook my hand like always, before leaving the room.

The nurse stayed behind to clean up and sterilize the instruments. She mentioned about grabbing the new ultrasound pictures and left the room.

Elise took the opportunity to quickly get out her cellphone and snap a picture of me laying flat on my back, stuck without her help.

"You know, I'd appreciate it if you didn't take embarrassing pictures of me before you help me up," I snapped while taking her hands and letting her help me sit up straight.

"Come on, I'm capturing memories. Don't you want Zedlin to see what he missed out on?" She asked, knowingly.

I wanted him here with me more than anything, but it hurt to think about how much he's already missed out on.

I didn't want him to forget about us.

"The opposite actually. I wish he didn't have to miss out on anything," I said solemnly.

"Sienna, I know this is rough stuff, but you have to focus on the good. You and baby are healthy, you have the entire support of your family and Zedlin's. This baby will want for nothing," She explained gently to me.

At that, I couldn't help but to smile, but deep down inside I knew that was a partial lie, because my mom still had no clue of the truth.

When she did, however... that's when the problems would begin.

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Zedlin
~Few Weeks Later~

"Hi, my name is Zed and I have an unhealthy addiction to... alcohol."

This was the dumbest shìt I had ever partaken in.

But anything at this point was neccessary in order for me to get out and get to them.

"Hello, Zed. That's amazing that you have the strength to admit your weakness. Once we let it in and understand our addictions, then we can start the healing process," the man whose name I forgot as soon as he said it, said to the group.

I nodded my head and then opened up my notebook to the page where I had put in a picture of my sons ultrasound.

It was taped down securely and around the picture I had been doodling. One of the things I had been having fun in doing was predicting his birth date.

Sienna was currently seven and a half months along, if I was tracking it right. Once we were into the eighth month, the fun could really begin.

The two hour AA class ended sooner than I thought it would and I waited patiently for an officer to come and shackle me up before taking me back to my cell.