She quickly typed a response, hoping it wouldn’t disturb her when the phone went off. She didn’t want to wait until tomorrow and make her think she was totally ignoring her. CSI Evans I could never get the wrong impression of you. I will see you Saturday. Cpl Cash
She turned off the TV, locked her gun up and went to bed. The wrong impression of her? Wonder what she meant by that.
Stacy’s phone chirped on her bedside table. She rolled over and read the text message. A smile spread on her face. She typed a quick response back, not wanting to continue to disturb her. See you then.
****
Friday night came in the shape of a painting party at Shawn and Rebecca’s house. Rebecca was sitting in the doorway on a chair, holding baby Jackson while the rest of the girls painted the babies’ room.
“So, you think she’s a lesbian? Based on what?” Shawn questioned Stacy about her new friend.
“Well, I guess based on several things. She has a pixie haircut, she wears a ring on her left thumb and she’s a cop. Listen, I’m not trying to stereotype but let’s face it those are all pretty stereotypical lesbian things right?” Stacy looked around the room.
“Seriously Stacy? That’s why they are called stereotypes. Look around this room again. All of us except Shawn have long hair. Rebecca and Jenna are high heeled shoe whores and Shawn gets pedicures. Not one of us is the same and it’s not fair to say that.” Sam said shaking her head.
“Well, it’s not just that but the fact that she asked me to the gun range.” Stacy said in her own defense.
Jenna nodded her head “Well, there is that. I’d say that’s a pretty good indicator that she might be gay.”
Rebecca smiled at Stacy. “Does it bother you if she’s gay?”
“What? No, of course not! I just don’t want her to get the wrong idea about me. I’m totally cool with being friends with her, as long as she doesn’t think it could be more.” Stacy said defensively.
Shawn laughed “Well, maybe we should invite her over here for a swim?”
Rebecca smacked Shawn on the butt as she walked by. “Let’s not overwhelm the poor girl right off the bat. Let’s give her a chance to have a friend before we bring her into the house of crazy.”
They worked and chatted until they had finished painting the room. They stood admiring their work until little Jackson announced that he had enough fun and began to fuss. “Well, I guess that means it’s time to call it a night. Thank you ladies so much for helping us get this knocked out!” Rebecca said as she handed the baby to Jenna.
Jenna and Sam packed up baby Jackson’s things and headed home. Stacy walked to the front door and was about to leave when Shawn stopped her. “Hold on little sister. I just want to say be careful with this cop. If she is lesbian, she might think you’re some sort of conquest and I wouldn’t want you to get hurt.”
“Shawn, I can take care of myself but thank you. I have no intention of being anyone’s conquest.” Stacy patted Shawn’s cheek and stepped out the door.
****
Shawn lay in bed with her head nestled against Rebecca’s belly. “We got your room painted today. We are so excited to meet both of you. I guess we need to pick out some names don’t we?” She looked up at Rebecca, who was watching her with a look of adoration. “What is it baby?” Shawn asked.
“I love you so much and I love our babies. When I think about how much I love them, I can’t help but think about your parents. I can’t imagine our kids ever doing something that would cause us to shut them out of our lives can you?” Rebecca said shaking her head sadly. “Then I can’t help but be sad that your parents are missing out on three great kids and soon to be three or four grandchildren.”
Shawn scooted up beside Rebecca and pulled her close. “That’s because we are humans, they are not. I’m not sure what planet they are from, but we are nothing like them and that’s why we can’t fathom doing that to our children.”
“You’re right. Let’s get back to happier subjects. How about names? I guess we better start thinking about that since we have to come up with two!” Rebecca giggled. “I still can’t believe we are having twins.”
Shawn looked at her intently “I hope our little girl has your beautiful eyes. I love them and you.” She kissed her softly and then leaned down and kissed Rebecca’s belly.
Rebecca ran her hair through Shawn’s short, blonde hair and cupped her cheek. “You are too sweet, baby.”
“We kind of already talked about names in case it was either a boy or a girl. I guess we could just use both of them now! Brady Alejandro and Isabella Amara.” Shawn said quietly.
“Yes, but we haven’t talked about their last name.” Rebecca said, leaning up on her elbow and looking and Shawn. “I’m not particularly attached to my last name, since it’s my father’s last name and he hasn’t done me any good since he got my mom pregnant. What if their last name was Evans; then they could have a part of you?”
Shawn looked up slowly, with tears in her eyes. “Are you sure about that? You would really do that?”
“Of course I would do that. These are our babies and I want you to know they are just as much a part of you as they are of me. I love you
